On this day, dusk came in the autumn rain, and it started to get colder. I was a little uncomfortable. Chunliu lit a charcoal fire early, and the room was very warm. Xiao Dezi once brought people over and repaired some damaged areas, such as doors and windows. It was much more comfortable than it was at the beginning. Murong Feng is quite satisfied with the current situation. Today, I suddenly got interested. I remembered that I haven¡¯t eaten dumplings for a long time. They were eaten during the Chinese New Year at home. No matter how luxurious the day is, I will make dumplings on the New Year¡¯s Eve of the Spring Festival and eat them in the early morning of the next day. ??????????????????????????????? I chopped the minced meat patiently, and it was the best pork belly. Although it is a cold palace, it has the care of Heyiyuan Yanyu, Xiao Dezi, and the Queen of Zhengyang Palace, and all the items used are good. ??Choose radish, add onion, ginger, etc., and patiently adjust it into the filling. After making peace with the noodles, let it lie quietly under the damp cage cloth and wake up quietly. Together with Chunliu, the two of them were making dumplings and chatting about homely things. The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, and it gradually became misty. Chunliu went to light a fire. Murong Feng quietly admired the fruits of his labor. As he looked at it, he saw a line of clear tears. How could he not miss it? How could he really forget it? This feeling of loneliness and helplessness is How can I speak clearly? "Feng'er¡ª¡ª" Murong Feng suddenly turned around. It was Sima Rui who stood quietly with no expression on his face. He just looked at her quietly and said lightly: "This is a better term. You are now demoted to Leng Gong, if I call you concubine, I'm afraid you will feel that I am mocking you; if I call you by your first name and last name, it will take too much time for me to talk about. " No matter what the reason is, no matter whether he is true or not, at this moment, He stood in front of himself, and happiness was the most real thing. Murong Feng's tears were still welling up in her eyes, the tears on her cheeks were still wet, and a faint smile appeared on her face. "Where are there so many reasons? You didn't have so many explanations when you called me that before." Sima Rui didn't seem to want to talk about the past. He just changed the subject lightly, looked at the dumplings and said: "You two masters and servants seem to have been together. It's quite comfortable, I don't have to worry about it. " Murong Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He stood there, lowered his head, and complained sadly that he shouldn't talk too much. At this time, Sima Rui was the emperor. , the emperor represents a kind of power, he no longer loves himself, he has forgotten a lot of the past, but he still misses her, as if he is deliberately trying to get closer, and even he looks down on himself. "Why did you stop talking all of a sudden?" Sima Rui turned back to look at Murong Feng and asked lightly. Murong Feng swallowed back her tears. The sad and helpless look in her eyes was a kind of tolerance that could not be concealed. She suddenly wanted to leave this person far away. Why can he hurt himself so easily? Just a kind of indifference will make yourself covered with injuries? She smiled as much as she could and said lightly, "It's okay. I just feel that whatever I say or do is superfluous. It's better to be silent to make me feel safe." Sima Rui looked at Murong Feng, that kind of The patience made his heart tremble violently. She seemed to be afraid of him, eager to see and avoid her, so contradictory, so sad, but hidden behind a faint smile, but the smile was so fragile. Sima Rui's eyes were slightly sore, and he immediately blinked to cover it up. "Where is Chunliu?" Sima Rui asked calmly, deliberately ignoring Murong Feng's reaction. "It should be outside." Murong Feng answered as calmly as possible, saying to himself, don't look into his eyes, don't care about his behavior, don't listen to his words, just treat him as a stranger, maybe it's okay. Just as he was talking, Chunliu walked in from the outside and said with a smile as he walked: "Miss, it's raining so hard outside. It's rare to rain so heavily in autumn. Time flies so fast. Today happens to be the day when you had an accident last year. When I stayed here, I actually forgot about August 15th. No wonder the palace was so lively a few days ago, and the emperor didn't come here. It turned out that everyone was busy with the Mid-Autumn Festival. Think about what happened to you at that time. When it comes to that matter, standing here now is like a dream. If the emperor can remember this, there will be no regrets. Chunliu is really strange. At that time, the emperor almost couldn't live because of you. Although She had no choice but to marry Meng Wanlu, but she had never shown any kindness to her, but for some reason, she became like this. No wonder people say that the emperor is no exception to the sentimental women from ancient times! Murong Feng said softly: "Why do you become so wordy? I asked you to light the fire, how could you burn so much nonsense?" "Where is the nonsense, it is Chunliu's true words." Chunliu said unhappily. , looked at Murong Feng, and said seriously, "Chunliu is really worthless for the young lady, and that emperor is too¡ªthe emperor?! Where did you come from?" Sima RuitanHe smiled and said: "What are you talking about? Why are you talking to Concubine Li in such a tone? Why does the emperor appear out of nowhere? Of course I walked in on my own and Xiao Dezi was also outside. Didn't you see it?" Chunliu immediately turned around and saw Xiao Dezi standing at the door. He was startled and stammered: "You, when did you come out?" "I have been standing here," Xiao Dezi smiled. He said, "You just didn't pay attention. The emperor actually came in a long time ago and even said a few words to Concubine Murong. In fact, at the earliest, when Concubine Murong and your master and servant were making dumplings, the emperor was there. It's outside, but Concubine Murong and you didn't see it, and the emperor was soaked in the rain outside. But you are quite comfortable inside, staying as warm as spring. " Chunliu opened his eyes wide and looked. Looking at Murong Feng, Murong Feng nodded. Chunliu's face turned red with embarrassment, and she could only stutter: "Here, here, I'll go out and serve the dumplings." "Okay, then I'll have a meal here." Sima Rui said with a smile, but didn't look at Murong Feng. , seemed to be deliberately avoiding something, "Look at the craftsmanship of your master and servant." Murong Feng just felt uncomfortable. Sima Rui's attitude towards her made her feel so redundant. She was quiet and didn't speak. After a while, Xiao Dezi walked to the door and took a look, then came back and said, "Your Majesty, he's gone." Sima Rui sighed softly and said, "I didn't expect that he would be emotional and so loyal. If it weren't for being a eunuch, I really wanted to help him. It's rare for him to be so infatuated with someone and love her like a man. " Xiao Dezi didn't say anything, but just lowered his head, feeling a little sad. After a while. , quietly retreated and went to find Chunliu to see if there was anything he could do to help.