
The winter snow covered part of the roof and trees. The lentic eyelashes were covered tired with peaceful regular breaths he closed to rest for a moment.
Not knowing where that comfort came from that he could spontaneously fall asleep in this cold air right in front of the door of the Emperor's reading room with his posture standing firm.
At this moment, Xia Qian Che was still attending the morning court. Xiu Qixuan was ordered to wait with a grunt of resentment still settling in his heart.
Earlier a small eunuch in charge told her that the Emperor allowed Miss Qi to wait in the room. However, Xiu Qixuan rejected her firmly because the girl did not want to add to the rumors that would make things difficult for her.
He would have to wait a little longer, just a little while longer and then would soon leave this complicated place.
"Miss..." A soft whisper that felt like a stifled growl from Xiao Leng was heard entering his ears.
"Hm?" His deham was light and indifferent.
"Miss Qi!" Somehow Xiao Leng's voice sounded increasingly agitated and repressive kicking the soft leg of his master.
Distracted by his subordinates, Xiu Qixuan immediately opened the two eyelids that had been previously closed to turn her head sideways with a frowning forehead irritated. "You're kenap—," Paused it.
"Miss Qi, in this cold weather why not enter to warm your body?" A heavy yet extremely deep voice full of pressure resounded out kindly.
'Deg..' Xiu Qixuan's eyes widened in shock at Xia Qian Che who was already standing there with a flat face looking at her so fixedly.
Heh, this is not his fault for not being aware of the existence of the great Emperor, right? After all it should be formally the Palace Eunuchs would announce the arrival of the Emperor. But why not do it now?
At first glance Xiu Qixuan glanced sharply around and it was seen that all the servants and eunuchs were looking down in a posture of paying their respects. However, the flash of curiosity was clearly imprinted on the faces of those who stole a glance to see his interaction with Xia Qian Che.
It only took a few seconds before Xiu Qixuan finally put on a stiff polite smile. He looked extremely hurriedly rushing forward to pay his respects.
"Well.." His throat was shocked as his body staggered forward. Snow covered the floor terrace of the reading room making its steps slightly slip.
'Greb..' Both of his arms were clasped tightly, one stopping the incident that should have been a shame if he was mired in falling.
"Be careful, Miss Qi." A low, flat voice sounded whispering sharply.
Xiu Qixuan looked at the details of the soft but strong fingers gripping her wrist. Knowing who had propped him up, made him immediately curl up to get away.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." He put his face inward. "I'm sorry for my negligence of not being aware of your existence." His voice bowed full of peaceful tranquility.
A sigh rang out from behind Xia Qian Che's cleft lip which made a faint puff of frozen smoke pop out. Xiu Qixuan frowned not understanding what the Northern Xia ruler was thinking.
"Come in, help Zhen grind the ink." His command was sharp with a flick of sleeves full of indifference he immediately stepped firmly past Xiu Qixuan to enter the door of the reading room.
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The rare incense scent that was refreshing to help clear the mind was only present in the imperial reading room.
Although the smell was warm and soothing, Xiu Qixuan who was in it felt discomfort.
Xia Qian Che let out a heavy pressure that made the air around him float tight. I don't know what she's been up against in court this morning makes her mood so bad.
Xiu Qixuan's head lowered with her hands still busy on the ink stone. The girl was thinking hard about something. At the time his face slowly lifted his eyes were unintentionally fixed towards one painting that hung high.
"Miss Qi, don't you want to say something?" His sharp voice hid a trace of strangeness.
Xiu Qixuan immediately turned her gaze to glance at him, "A foolish servant does not understand the intent of His Majesty the Emperor." The reply was so calm.
Xia Qian Che's brows twitched faintly concealing a trace of suspicion that was slowly floating but wily he covered it.
"Minister of Taxation and the Economy of the Empire, Mr. Niao. You know him, right?" His voice flowed quietly without pressure or threat demands.
Xiu Qixuan's gaze froze on the inkstone with her tightly clenched hand. Xia Qian Che, what did you find?
Slowly the beautiful face lifted to show a smile that is still as pleasant. "I only recognize a handful of people within the Ministry." He said ambiguously. His response was so appropriate not to admit or dispute.
A piece of coldness flashed across Xia Qian Che's eyes, "You're so similar to him, but it's obviously also so foreign to me." He said softly with a flash of wound staring fixedly at the girl in front of him.
Xiu Qixuan smiled bitterly and he subconsciously passed the insults, "Pathetic." Mumbled.
In a stupefied sense with a slight frown, Xia Qian Che looked at her full of probes. "What do you mean?" His voice was like a glacier layer that was so cold and descended slowly from the top of the mountain slope.
"Your Majesty, did I say something wrong? I've been quiet ever since to keep from offending your majesty." He said straightforwardly and blinked plainly. Like not understanding anything, Xiu Qixuan was so shrewd as to look stupid. Pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Xia Qian Che frowned filled with dislike, his lips slowly knitting upwards like he wanted to say something.
Suddenly Xiu Qixuan stood up and said calmly, "Your Majesty, let me ask Eunuch Cui to bring you some tea to clear your tired mind." Her voice was soft and warm with full attention.
'Tuk..' The brush held by Xia Qian Che was placed carelessly.The Emperor looked up with a gaze that gradually cooled and gloomy.
"Look how brave you are. Has Zhen let you go?" His voice hid a trace of distressed anger.
Xiu Qixuan bowed her face, her fingers tightly clenched by taking a deep breath. The girl was trying to decipher her burning tired inner emotions.
Unconsciously by her, Xia Qian Che had already stood up and slowly walked over to her. That majesty left such a thin distance between them by displaying his haughty face that was so flat.
His arms stretched out and firmly gripped Xiu Qixuan's pointed chin. He pulled her up to look up.
"One more time—, Let Zhen see your face once again!" His voice was full of inexplicable emotions. The look in her eyes was full of discomfort.
"Ya—, Your Majesty." Xiu Qixuan looked surprised to hide a hint of her anxiety.
"Minister Niao met Zhen this morning." His lips that hooked upwards slowly flowed a heavy but deep voice. His eyes did not escape to continue staring fixedly at Xiu Qixuan's face as if he did not want to pass through the slightest expression formed on that beautiful face.
"He gathered a petition to get Zhen to investigate the irregularities in the flow of funds over natural disasters several years ago in Hu City. It's been a long time, although there is corruption of government officials, but the evidence will be hard to find." His voice that was so calm caused a shock sting on the other side.
"So, Miss Qi.. Where do you think Minister Niao's courage comes from?" Follow with a strange grin formed.
Xiu Qixuan's body trembled slightly, unsure if it was due to the cold wind, or because of this trace of surprise. True, the saying is that being next to the Emperor is the same as being next to a sleeping tiger, if he wakes up, be prepared for the most deadly.
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