Although Yu Wenche is the emperor, he is no different from ordinary men in handling feelings, and he is most afraid of crying, making trouble and hanging himself when he cries. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Su Wanqing's attitude really made him a little at a loss. In fact, he understands that she is for his imperial cause.

He finally had no choice but to order her to move out of the palace, but at the same time he solemnly ordered her to stay in the courtyard he had arranged, and he visited her every day and did not refuse to refuse.

For all this, Su Wanqing just responded with a smile, and massaged his shoulders and legs very diligently, as if the two had never wanted to be separated.

On the tenth day of the fifth month, it was a very bright and sunny day, and Su Wanqing squeezed into the single-row single-seat carriage that the emperor used to travel in micro-clothes and went out of the palace together. She stared at him in the emperor's arms, but she was pinched by the emperor, "As you wish, I am a bachelor tonight, no one hugs each other to warm the bed, it's pitiful to think about..."

Su Wanqing blinked slyly, "There are still so many women in the harem, where is it the turn of His Majesty the Emperor to keep the empty room alone, just flip through the brand." ”

The Emperor pinched her waist, and a groan that made her blush with shame floated out of the carriage. She pounded him in the chest with her pink fist, "San Lang is so bad, ignore you." ”

The emperor didn't let her escape, poked her chest and said, "Su Wanqing, take good care of my son, if there is a mistake between you and him, I won't be able to spare you, and you don't want to be out there again." ”

Su Wanqing stuck out her tongue mischievously, "I know, my mother-in-law has said it a hundred times." ”

Speaking of this, both of them couldn't help but feel some sorrow in their hearts. Su Wanqing knew deeply that her time by the emperor's side was numbered. And Yu Wenche seems to be in good spirits, always feeling that things are not good, and his heart is getting worse and worse, but he can only send more people to protect the surroundings of the other garden in case something happens to her.

The name of the garden is Suxi, and the courtyard is not large but extremely exquisite. The inner and outer courtyards are connected by a winding verandah, built on top of a pond, where you can see koi swimming with their tails wagging their tails. The inner courtyard is the place where Su Wanqing lives every day, and the renovated place has the meaning of Jiangnan, with blue bricks and tiles, and five square wall roots. There are no vigorous trees in the courtyard, but many seedlings are planted, which seem to be waiting for this lady to cultivate.

"I know you like flowers and plants, but you are pregnant with a child, so you must not be too tired. I will have someone to watch you over at all times, and if you don't obey, don't want to live outside. The emperor snorted coldly, still full of resentment.

"Got it, got it." Su Wanqing looked at the layout of the garden with envy, this courtyard seemed to have been newly renovated in half a year, which made her curious that the original owner of this garden was also quite in the style of Jiangnan.

After placing Su Wanqing, the emperor reluctantly returned to the palace. But it was really difficult for him to control himself, so he came over to visit from time to time, and he was willing to let go when he saw that Su Wanqing was all right. Before I knew it, more than ten days had passed. In the middle of May, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it is already necessary to use ice cubes to cool off the heat.

Yanjing is already extremely hot, let alone Jinling. At the end of the day, the golden crow rises high, and at the beginning of the morning, the earth is roasted by the scorching sun. If it weren't for the damp and rainy, I was afraid that the ground would dry up.

The night was much more comfortable, but the continuous sound of cicadas was a little disturbing. It has passed, the Zhengyang Palace is still brightly lit, although the palace people have been sleepy and can't open their eyelids, but because the emperor has not rested, they can only reluctantly wait in front of the palace.

Chu Xiuze sat alone on the low couch, the table was full of osmanthus fragrant wine, he held the golden bottle wine glass in his right hand, and held the wine jar in his arms with his left hand. His cheeks were already drunk, but he was still drinking cup after cup.

The great eunuch Kang Bicheng waited beside him, and he could vaguely hear the words muttering from the emperor's mouth, "Princess... Princess..."

However, he could only pretend not to hear it, and now everyone knows that the princess of Nanchu has become the concubine of Emperor Xia, which is a great shame for the court of Southern Chu. But Emperor Zhaoyang, the lord of the restored country, is also infatuated with that princess, others don't know, but he is close to the emperor but knows everything about it, and this lord is also hopelessly in love.

"What about wine? What about my wine? Chu Xiuze changed his sloppy appearance in the past in Great Xia, all the stubble on his chin was cleaned, and his hair was tied up high with the golden crown of Youlong. His face was ethereal like a fairy in the face of a moon-white dragon pattern, and the gentle love between his eyebrows was enough to make thousands of girls fall for him.

"Your Majesty, it's late, it's time for you to rest, there will be an early dynasty tomorrow." Kang Bicheng reminded in horror, don't look at this master who is as gentle as jade, but his methods are extremely powerful. Above the court, treating those local officials who refused to submit to him, and torturing them with capital punishment, now thinking about it makes people can't help but get goosebumps layer after layer.

Chu Xiuze snorted lightly and slowly raised his head, but instead of looking at Kang Bicheng, he set his eyes on a palace maid standing not far away. His eyes were full of surprise and surprise, and he staggered up and walked towards the palace maid, "Princess... Princess, are you back? ”

The little palace maid was suddenly grabbed by the emperor's arm, and was startled, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, the slave is Qingru, not a princess. ”

Chu Xiuze smiled gently and elegantly, approached Qingru's face, and pecked her lightly on the lips, "Princess, you like me, right?" Princess, I love you so much and want you! ”

Kang Bicheng was about to muster up the courage to interrupt the emperor's words, but saw that the emperor had already picked up Qingru and walked towards the dormitory. Regardless of Qingru's shouting, he had no choice but to sigh silently in his heart, and there was another stand-in for Princess Anyang.

One night was ridiculous, Chu Xiuze lay down on the couch and fell asleep, he was still intoxicated with the sweet dream that he had already obtained Su Wanqing.

When he woke up the next day, he habitually hugged the person beside him, "Princess..."

"Your Majesty..."

Chu Xiuze was like a spirit, and he came to his senses in an instant. This is not Su Wanqing's voice, and she doesn't think she will call herself so estranged.

"Qingru?" In an instant, his voice changed.

Qingru turned over and knelt on the couch in panic, "Your Majesty, last night it was Your Majesty who carried the slave maid to the couch, and then... You keep shouting 'Princess,' and the slaves don't dare..."

Chu Xiuze closed his eyes with self-reproach, and breathed heavily, he actually did such a ridiculous thing again, "You don't have to say it." Kang Bicheng? ”

Gonggong Kang, who was outside the dormitory, hurriedly ran in, "The slave is here." ”

"Canonize Qingru as a beauty, and let Yushu watch the arrangement."

However, Chu Xiuze did not expect that as soon as the will was passed on, Yang Yushu found Zhengyang Palace.