The moon viewing is just a pretense, in fact, Fu Ji and I have counted each other, anyway, after the reward, no one's mind is on the moon.

The ultimate goal is not just those things in bed~

When I went to bed at night, Fu Ji easily drank the tonic that replenished qi and calmed the nerves under my persuasion, but I just turned around and changed my clothes, so he took advantage of my inattention, and reached out and grabbed two more candied fruits to eat, eating like a child, eyebrows and eyes are cunning, fortunately there are no others around, at most I am only one of my own, otherwise let other palace people see, where is there still an emperor to see.

I'm so angry,

Fu Ji is a person, oh, I really didn't say him, when he was not in the court or in front of outsiders, his child-like temper was particularly powerful, and he often tossed me to death, sometimes it really made me itch when I saw it, but I was reluctant to say it, and I was even more reluctant to really beat it.

Since it is a two-person world, then two people to the end, I set such a rule when I was in the East Palace, and now I have become a concubine, this rule, which was originally considered a boudoir taste, has skyrocketed into a nature problem, and must be strictly observed - in short, if Fu Ji rests in my Zhaosheng Palace, he must be served by me alone, and no little slut is allowed to rob me.

Alas, this is the second sorrow I want to say, the high position has the benefits of the high position, and the low position also has the freedom of the low position, the group of little sluts in the harem dare not face me head-on, so they always chew the root of my tongue behind my back, so many years have been about to chew my tongue to rot, the cheeks have been chewed away, no matter how I knock it, I can't control it, and the content of their chewing is nothing more than that I, the noble concubine, dominates Fu Ji, and there is not even a person left around, it must be some kind of witchcraft and evil magic, Qu Xing is flattering, so I sent a yellow charm to my head, poked my waist pole and said that I am a fox spirit。

.............

Fortunately, my waist pole has always been very strong, and I am never afraid of being poked from behind.

In fact, in the end, I just don't like to be listened to, and I think other people are in the way, and I don't serve well.

It has nothing to do with whether it is a vixen or not.

But as long as there is a group of palace people, it will not only hinder my eyes, but also hinder Fu Ji's eyes.

I have always personally dressed Fu Ji and warmed his bed.

Anyway, as long as others are with me, this rule cannot be changed.

No, before Fu Ji drank the medicine, I had already stretched out my hand to wave away most of the palace people, and now I just changed into a thin madder bedclothes, blew out the palace lights, and was about to go to bed and whisper to Fu Ji~

According to my assumption, when I was admiring the moon just now, Fu Ji seemed to be in a very good mood.

I thought he would be in a better mood when he was sleeping.

But as soon as I touched my hand to the edge of the bed, I was dragged by Fu Ji to the innermost part of the big bed.

Fu Ji looked weak, but his strength was really not weak.

It hurts me.......

"What's wrong?" I was dragged so painfully that I couldn't say it clearly, so I could only digest it myself, and then I directly found a comfortable position familiar with it, and after covering the brocade quilt, I gently stuffed Fu Ji's head into my arms, and at the same time freed up a hand to massage my ankle.

I didn't stand firm just now, and I accidentally knocked it, and I felt sore and numb at the moment, which shows that I will definitely be swollen tomorrow.

It's really not easy to wait, it's uncomfortable to wait once, it's really uncomfortable.

"Is it that Cheng Guogong's old winter melon is angry with Ah Ji again today?" Of course, the whisper under the bed had to be said quietly, I gently rubbed Fu Ji's bulging temples, and the tone was more able to melt the rain than the spring breeze, and it couldn't be softer than the spring breeze.

I hope that when his mood does not fluctuate much, it is better to press the fire first and smooth the hair.

Fu Ji is very good, but the bed-on-movement is not very harmonious, and I have a deep understanding.

"Xianxian, I saw my mother again today. Fu Ji's voice was warm and hot, muffled, and sprayed around my neck one by one, causing me goosebumps one by one. In my ears, his voice is always very low at this time: "She is standing behind Cheng Guogong, looking very unhappy and unhappy." He pushed his head into my arms, and his tone was heavy and depressed: "I saw that when her eyes met mine's eyes, there was great disappointment in it..........

Fu Ji's voice was muffled, as if it was pressing a fire, and it seemed like the fire was about to burst out: "In their eyes, I will only be in the wind and snow, and I only care about the love of my children, right........?"

Come on, it's here again.........

I know that at this time, I can't interject, I can only listen, nod by the way, nod desperately, and at the same time point softly, very sincerely.

But as soon as I open my mouth, this spark is on point.

It's lit, and I'm still the unlucky one.

"I think I can do a good job as an emperor........... Fu Ji's fire has probably reached his throat, and it spews out faintly little by little, although his lips are cold, the breath in his mouth is extremely hot.

"But," Fu Ji hugged me tightly: "I found out that I was wrong.........."

Don't be afraid to be wrong, we can correct it,

But the disease also needs to be treated in time..........

"............. "I think that the moon just now was a white reward."

At this moment, Fu Ji is very scary and distressing, just like a child who doesn't dare to ask for candy, he obviously hopes that others can give him so much good, so sure, but he always suffers from gains and losses, even if the honey in his heart is really pinched in his hand, he will take the initiative to throw it away, even lick it, so that his mouth will be a little sweet, he doesn't dare.

Sighing silently, I thought to myself that this is probably schizophrenia, or bipolar disorder, which is a stinky problem that belongs to the emperor's family.

No, Fu Ji was unlucky to catch up........

Before I could reply, I heard Fu Ji's low voice, and asked faintly: "Immortals, do they all look down on my .........?"

At this time, I said 'yes', it was purely to find death by myself, I heard Fu Ji's breath began to become rapid, and his brows began to wrinkle, knowing that this was about to become ill, so he hurriedly smoothed his hair and comforted: "No, no, the concubine knows, being the emperor is very tiring, and it is impossible for anyone to do it and do it well, no matter what the civil officials said today, the concubine knows that Ah Ji has tried her best~"

"No, Xianxian, no........" Fu Ji suddenly raised his head and shrouded me underneath him. Maybe he was in pain, or maybe he wanted to escape, Fu Ji's panting voice became more and more intense, and his pale and handsome face began to flush a little red, which made people feel that it was not very good when they saw it. "If it weren't for the fact that the mother concubine committed suicide by taking poison, my father would not have allowed the Baili family to dominate at all, let alone let the smart fourth brother not let me, a sick seedling, be the crown prince........."

The queen mother took poison, the prince was shaky, where did the first emperor and him come from?

I felt distressed again when I heard it, and I felt that Fu Ji had really embarrassed his temperament over the years.........

I listened, Fu Ji said, I saw that he was so hesitant, almost lost himself, and kept telling me about the past when he was a prince, and even when he was a prince.

But none of those past events can be looked back on.

As long as he encounters a little sesame big thing every day, which involves Fu Ji's sensitive nerves, he will always be like this, whether it is his words and deeds, or the look on his face, he is completely two people from the day.

Especially at night..........

This time, I didn't say hello again, so I didn't have any defense.

I endured the double pain in my body and soul, comforted and comforted myself, this is not a severe pain, I still have to bite the bullet to Fu Ji's red eyes, in order to make myself feel better, and in order to make Fu Ji feel better, not only in tone, but also in my expression is very serious.

I said to Fu Ji very seriously: "Fu Sen has always respected the Holy Lord, which is obvious to all in the former dynasty and the harem. And the concubines also believe that the first emperor must have attached great importance to the saint during his lifetime, otherwise how could he resist public opinion and insist on establishing the saint as the prince. I didn't say much, I just generously accommodated everything about Fu Ji, and treated him as well as possible, just like he did to me on weekdays: "Ah Ji, you believe in me and yourself, in fact, you didn't disappoint anyone........"

After all, even I, a concubine who only knows how to indulge in extravagant pleasures, knows,

It's not easy to be an emperor........

"Lie!" It's a pity that my words don't work very well at critical times, just like now, Fu Ji was not moved at all when he heard this, he only cared about himself viciously, and even took my hand is a mouthful, his teeth were just one and the same, and I saw a deep tooth mark on the back of my hand.

It hurts, it hurts more than I just knocked my foot,

Jinnima hurt to death.

"Lie..... you all ......lie!" Fu Ji listened to my words, and lost his mind for a moment, but soon his reason was swallowed up by his own demons, and his angry tone was bitter, helpless, and even more disappointed in himself: "What strategy to control the water, what kind of country to rebuild the alliance, what kind of generous and humble minister ........"

My teeth-roots are clenching tighter and tighter, I can't tell what it feels like, maybe there is pain, there are others, in short, I feel like I'm drowning, and at this moment, Fu Ji is my driftwood, as long as I hold it, I can save my life.

But occasionally if you hold it too tightly, you are likely to be pulled down and drowned.

Fu Ji bit my wrist and collarbone with angry marks: "What I said, when did they really listen to it.......

I ignored him, just clinging to Fu Ji's back, grabbing and breathing heavily.

Thanks to Fu Ji, I think I'm almost out of breath.