Chapter 1491 So Cold, so Cold

Xiao Yi on the side snorted softly, wondering where Qin Zhao's confidence came from.

Did this woman never think that if Xiao Ce leaves this time, he will never come back?

"That's right, the emperor cares most about his sister, and he will be reluctant to leave her for too long." Zuo Zhaorong echoed.

Thinking of Xiao Ce, Qin Zhao's eyes were filled with tenderness, "If my sister has loved someone before, I can feel that feeling. It's hard to be apart for a day. I wish that person could be with me all the time. We will never be separated, and I wish I could give the best in the world to that person..."

Zuo Zhaorong looked at Qin Zhao like this, and felt a little astringent in his heart.

Not everyone can have such an encounter as Qin Zhao, and not everyone has Qin Zhao's luck. Her luck is far worse than Qin Zhao's, because the man Qin Zhao fell in love with was Xiao Ce.

"My sister is luckier than our other sisters, because my sister has received all the love from the emperor." Zuo Zhaorong said this from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Zhao smiled, "I don't deny this, I am indeed luckier than many people."

Xiao Yi was uncomfortable listening to it, but he had to admit that Xiao Ce was indeed better and cleaner than him.

Without Xiao Ce as a comparison, he wouldn't be so vulnerable.

"I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus crisps, so why don't King An go to Kunning Palace and help me run errands?" Qin Zhao suddenly said to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi took a deep look at Qin Zhao, wondering if she deliberately pushed him away.

Qin Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly: "Isn't King An willing to make this trip?"

Xiao Yi shook his head indifferently: "The emperor's brother is not in the palace, and the minister should stay with the emperor's wife. For such a small matter as fetching sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, you can ask other people for help."

Qin Zhao didn't comment, but turned to Zuo Zhaorong and said, "Let's sit in the pavilion for a while."

Zuo Zhaorong had no objection, and accompanied Qin Zhao into the pavilion. After the two of them took their seats, Xiao Yi also sat down and chose a seat closest to Qin Zhao.

But as long as Zuo Zhaorong raised his head, he could see Xiao Yi on the opposite side.

Xiao Yi looked different from his usual flirtatious and unrestrained, but a little more stable, especially in terms of clothing, it was not as fancy as before.

This doesn't match Xiao Yi's temperament.

The three of them took their seats, and some maids offered snacks and fruits.

There were also court ladies who came forward to serve tea, but Qin Zhao poured boiled water.

Aquarius stepped forward and checked everything before retreating to the side.

Qin Zhao took a sip of boiled water, and chatted with Zuo Zhaorong again.

Talking is prone to dry mouth, Zuo Zhaorong soon finished drinking a cup of tea, she poured tea for Xiao Yi first, and then poured tea for herself.

Qin Zhao saw this detail, and looked away as if nothing had happened, pretending not to see it.

In fact, she wanted to find an excuse to leave, to give Xiao Yi and Zuo Zhaorong room to develop a personal relationship, but Xiao Yi's haunted spirit persisted and followed her all the time.

If Zuo Zhaorong could let Xiao Yi stay away from her, how good would it be?

At this moment Qin Zhao was thinking more about Zuo Zhaorong's scheming indeed, but he was still a bit weak in controlling men.

There were a lot of twists and turns in her mind, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"Why is sister sighing?" Zuo Zhaorong's voice awakened Qin Zhao Piaoyuan's thoughts.

Qin Zhao sighed again: "I sigh that the harem is too dull. I don't know if it's because the emperor is not in the harem. I can't do anything right now. When the emperor leaves, it seems that I have taken my soul with me."

Zuo Zhaorong pursed his lips and smiled, glanced at Xiao Yi's direction from the corner of his eye, and happened to see Xiao Yi's slightly gloomy face.

"The emperor's brother is not here, so the younger brother can always accompany the emperor's sister-in-law to relieve boredom. How about this, the younger brother invites the troupe from outside the palace to sing operas and listen to the emperor's wife?" Xiao Yi suppressed the jealousy in his heart and asked Qin Zhao Views.

Qin Zhao shook his head and rejected Xiao Yi's proposal: "Forget it, I don't like to watch operas, nor do I like to listen to small songs. I have to take a nap in the afternoon, and I don't have time to do those useless things."

She said and glanced at the gloomy sky: "It seems to be raining, I'd better go back to Kunning Palace first."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi immediately ordered someone to carry Bu Tuo over, Qin Zhao stepped up Bu Tuo with Zuo Zhaorong's support, and said to Zuo Zhaorong: "Sister also go back early to rest, it's going to rain with this posture... ..."

Before she could finish speaking, there were raindrops falling, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Xiao Yi said coldly: "Sister-in-law Huang, stop talking nonsense, go back to Kunning Palace first, Zuo Zhaorong will take care of herself."

If you follow him, you will be chased away.

Zuo Zhaorong was still standing under the gazebo, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and he could only vaguely see that Xiao Yi was soon drenched by the heavy rain, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand was handed over to Qin Zhao to protect her from the wind and rain.

Xiao Yi has never been a considerate man. In his eyes, women are just playthings in his spare time. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, how would he know that Xiao Yi, a romantic prince, is also so considerate?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Zuo Zhaorong stood in the pavilion, as if petrified.

The red thread saw that Zuo Zhaorong was in a bad mood, and remained silent for a long time, making sure that Qin Zhao had gone far away, and then said in a low voice, "Miss Zhaorong, wait a little longer, someone will bring an oiled paper umbrella over soon."

With such a heavy rain, there is no need to rush to go.

"Today's rain is so heavy." Zuo Zhaorong stood up, and the rain fell from the sky, as if being splashed from the sky.

She took these few steps suddenly, and the rain inevitably splashed on her hair and face, and it was unclear whether it was rain or tears on her eyelashes.

"This rain won't last long." Hongxian has been with Zuo Zhaorong for many years, so he naturally knows that Zuo Zhaorong is not feeling well.

"The rain won't stop easily, unless..." Zuo Zhaorong wiped the rainwater off her face, maybe the rainwater had wet the front of her clothes, and she suddenly shivered.

She suddenly felt so cold, so cold...

When Qin Zhao returned to Kunning Palace, his clothes were also slightly wet.

At this time, Xiao Yi also knew how to avoid it, and deliberately stayed away.

Seeing Xiao Yi being so upbeat, Qin Zhao changed into a set of dry clothes as quickly as possible.

Afterwards, Baozhu brought a bowl of ginger soup, "Your Majesty, it's raining, drink it while it's hot."

Qin Zhao bowed his head, took a sip, and sighed, "The whole body is hot."

"Does His Highness King An want ginger soup?" Baozhu asked in a low voice.

He had just seen Xiao Yi standing in the hall with his whole body wet.

"No, just say that Ben Gong wants to sleep for a while, and you go and drive him away!" Qin Zhao frowned.

"Yes, servant girl will go now." Baozhu didn't dare to delay.

Xiao Yi was waiting in the hall, when Bao Zhu ran up to him and said: "Your Majesty got caught in the rain and wanted to sleep for a while, His Royal Highness Prince An was also wet, why don't you go back to the palace first?"

Anyway, you can't change your clothes in Kunning Palace, otherwise it won't be clear after washing.

Xiao Yi didn't insist this time. Although he wanted to stay, he knew it was impossible.