C16 I the Emperor Have No Rest All Year Round

It was night.

Jiang Qiuyue stood outside of the Heartrest Palace, looking at the bright moon in the horizon. Suddenly, her spirits rose up, and she picked up a glass of apple juice and took a sip, seeming to be drunk as she recited, "When is the Spring Flower, Autumn, and Moon? How much of the past. "How worried can you be? You're just like a queen trying to fill a hole in the ground."

Luo Ying looked normal as she waited on the side. It was just as the Ministry of Internal Affairs had said, they had received professional training, so no matter how funny it was, they would not laugh.

After he finished reciting the poem, Jiang Qiuyue threw the cup away, the apple juice instantly rolling on the carpet.

Jiang Qiuyue squinted her eyes and took advantage of the moonlight to take a good look at the few books in her hands. It was made up by the concubines who had been bored to death in the past few days.

"Shock!" His Majesty would rather see the corpse than the queen! Was this the disappearance of human nature? "Or is it the loss of morality?"

Jiang Qiu Yue shook her head. There were too many words on the cover.

He threw it aside.

Luo Ying lowered her eyes and glanced at him.

Next.

"To uncover for you, the empress and the male ghost are fiercer?"

"Puff —" The apple juice that Jiang Qiuyue hadn't swallowed was spat out, spraying all over the carpet.

Luo Ying turned around and left.

This was too powerful, he didn't want to watch.

He threw it away again.

Next.

"The late Consort isn't willing to meet His Majesty in seclusion in the middle of the night?" "The empress is afraid to become the biggest loser."

Jiang Qiuyue finally couldn't hold it in anymore, and started laughing out loud while holding the books.

"Hahaha, Xiao Ruo Yu is too pitiful …" "Hahaha." Jiang Qiuyue was out of breath. She didn't need to read the content, she already knew what she was talking about.

He didn't expect that the concubines in her imperial harem would be so talented. In modern times, every one of them was either a rare UC talent or a literary talent.

Luo Ying came back again and started wiping the ground with a piece of cloth. It was very hard, making a glass-like creaking sound.

After laughing for a while, Jiang Qiuyue finally stopped. She lowered her head and asked Luo Ying, "Tomorrow morning, I will go to court too?"

Luo Ying stopped wiping the floor and answered as if it was a matter of course, "Of course, His Majesty has to attend the assembly every day."

"No rest at all for the year 996? Isn't this too tiring? I will grow old first! " Jiang Qiuyue was so shocked that her face paled. She slapped her hands together on her face, as if many wrinkles had already grown there.

"Hmm …" Not only is there no rest for the year, there is no salary...

Jiang Qiuyue suddenly recalled that the concubines in the harem had a monthly allowance of 600 taels of silver.

She seemed to have found out the reason why she was poorer than Xiao Ruo Yu …

When her thoughts traveled here, Jiang Qiuyue's entire being was in a bad mood.

But in the next second, an idea came to her mind. She pulled Luo Ying up from the ground and squinted at him, "What year is it?"

"Your Majesty, this year has been the second year since Emperor Zhao founded the kingdom." Luo Ying calmly threw away the cloth and expressionlessly replied.

Jiang Qiuyue sighed, "I ask, which year?"

"Yi Tainian."

Jiang Qiuyue thought for a moment, "Fine, bring me a few pieces of paper."

Luo Ying nodded and ran into the hall to take out a few pieces of Xuan paper.

Jiang Qiuyue took a deep breath and began to calculate to herself, "Today is the fifth day of the sixth month of the Lunar New Year …" Little Heat... Then it should be the year 1425 of the Gregorian calendar... "Tomorrow is …"

"Saturday!" Jiang Qiuyue's eyes were like electric bulbs that were instantly lit, but very quickly, she covered her head and squatted down, "We should be on vacation since Saturday!"

"Your Majesty … What are you talking about? " Luo Ying realized that this was the daily madness of the respected emperor. Every day, whether it was long or short, the emperor would mutter something that none of them could understand.

Jiang Qiuyue stood up from the ground with a fierce look on her face. "Cherry, go prepare the imperial edict."

"What does Your Majesty wish to pass on?"

Jiang Qiuyue thought for a moment, "From tomorrow onwards, the imperial court will have two days of rest."

"Yes." Luo Ying accepted the order and left. From start to finish, she didn't utter a single word.

"Also …" Jiang Qiuyue suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice, "Did you find anything with those hairpins?"

"In reply to Your Majesty, there are spies for Her Highness. They have been inside the house ever since I returned and they haven't been taken out yet." Luo Ying stopped walking down the steps and turned around. Her pink dress flapped in the wind.

Jiang Qiuyue rested her chin on her hand, "How much do you think our Heartbreak Palace has?"

"Eight or nine." Luo Ying grinned, "There's too much talking in the Heartbreak Palace, you can't say for sure."

"It seems it's time to take care of this Heartbreak Palace." Jiang Qiuyue revealed a "good-natured" smile, "Since there's no need for the morning assembly, then we'll gather all the court maids from the Heartbreak Palace in front of the palace tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

Jiang Qiuyue stood outside the Heartrest Palace, looking down at the people coming and going below the steps. She seemed to be in a hurry, so she paid her respects and quickly left.

After the past few days, it was as if she had been numbed by the sight of others kneeling to her. If she liked to kneel, she could kneel, but she didn't have to kneel to anyone.

Jiang Qiu Yue stretched lazily. It was better to rest early tonight since there were plenty of troublesome matters to deal with tomorrow.