Rong Yue didn't know why he was even more aggrieved, but he buried his face in the emperor's arms and refused to speak, the emperor noticed that something was wrong, and turned his eyes to look at Chunzao, the latter's expression was also a little evasive, and the emperor had to hang his head and coax softly: "Why are you unhappy?" ”

Rong Yue hugged him and cared, only bit her lip and said, "I have something I want to ask the emperor?" ”

The emperor was slightly curious, nodded and said, "Ask." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Rong Yue slowly wrapped her arms around his shoulders, tilted her head and looked at him and said, "What does the emperor think of this girl Hexuan?" ”

Chunzaohara stayed aside, and was secretly surprised when he heard this, squinting at the emperor's expression, only to feel that the emperor's clear eyes were slightly confused, and then laughed, but the smile was sweetly doting, raised his hand to hold her little hand and pinched it, and said, "I'm not interested." ”

Rong Yue's heart was a little settled, and he was slightly relieved, and he endured a trace of snickering joy that gradually overflowed in his heart, raised his hand and brushed his beard under his chin and said: "I asked the emperor, don't say that I am jealous and don't give me a chance, and I won't agree again." ”

Seeing her jealous like this, the emperor laughed, picked the person up horizontally, and turned around, Rong Yue was startled, and hurriedly hugged his arm, but he couldn't help laughing.

The clothes and robes flew up and down, a few strands of black hair still scattered out, a heart beat wildly on the chest that was clinging, Rong Yue couldn't hear the sound, raised his head from his arms, his eyes were light brown, like tea crystals, and like throwing in a grain of ink chrysanthemum, gradually soaking the pool of clear water like ink.

"Yue'er," the Emperor's voice filled with endless joy, "give me a child." ”

Rong Yue's mind was dizzy, and she couldn't hear what he said clearly, so she only closed her eyes and raised her head.

A cold lip fell and a deep kiss fell.

At the bottom of the Jiuhua tent, when the spring is a little deeper, how do you think that there is still deep pain, sorrow, desolation, and loneliness in this world.

At the beginning of February, the emperor issued a holy decree, nominally to give marriage, but in fact there are some forced marriages, only know that a few days before the wedding, Prince Yu's mansion drove frequently, and I don't know how Prince Yu and Prince Yu Fujin persuaded him, and finally Prince Gong finally forced the temperament of the wedding, but from the beginning of the whole process with a black face.

Fortunately, Prince Yu and Fujin personally operated it, and Mama Duan of the palace was sleek and exquisite, but there was no big mistake, but Prince Gong didn't want to enter the cave room at all that night, and during the dispute, he only heard a solemn female voice shouting: "Pass on the Empress Dowager's message!" ”

Everyone parted their wings, and Su Mo'er came in an ochre-red embroidered dress, combed her eight-treasure bun, and looked majestic. Pressed by the rules and etiquette and the Empress Dowager's dictation, Chang Ning reluctantly performed the auspicious ceremony.

Through the heavy coral curtains, Su Mo'er watched a couple of newlyweds sit on the bed, relaxed a little, and explained a few words to Mama Duan.

"Look at it should be fine, the hour is not early, I should also go back to the palace to talk back to the Queen Mother, tomorrow morning, a couple of newcomers enter the palace to ask the Queen Mother for peace, I have to go back to arrange some, hand it over to others, and I don't feel at ease."

Mama Duan responded again and again, personally sent people to the second gate, and hurriedly returned to the happy room, but saw that the prince untied the hem of the knotted clothes, stood up, she hurriedly entered the door, knelt on the ground and said: "Lord, we are full of rules, you can't be separated when you sit on the bed, you are unlucky." ”

Prince Gong was quite impatient between his eyebrows, and he didn't pay attention to Mama Duan, he didn't want to be so decisive, but when he saw the dazzling array of jewels around him, he only felt extremely dazzling, the red tente embroidered, like a red tentacle, wrapped around his neck, forcing him to not breathe.

This auspicious embroidered auspicious dress was worn on his body, but it seemed to be a sneering face, and he wanted to escape.

Na Lashi clenched the handkerchief in his hand tightly, and almost when Chang Ning got up, he shouted: "Lord Wang! The person in front of him was dressed in a red embroidered gold dragon robe, with a sable collar, and the reflection was full of fine and dense embroidered gold dragon patterns, which was completely royal style.

His face was handsome and thin, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his dark eyes flashed with sorrow, as if he had been hit by malaria.

"When I went to your house to get hired, I said that marrying you is in name only, it is easy to want anything, and the people are also controlled by you, and there is only a study room and a residence in the mansion where you are not allowed to set foot in it."

Na Lashi lowered his eyes and listened to him again: "Usually I will give you dignity, but today is my mistake, I can't stay here." When the words fell, the moment the Lama raised his head, the figure had already left in a panic, as if this was a dead man's cave, and if he left a little more, he would be swallowed up by the blood basin of this colorful curtain.

Isn't? She sneered, Ama listened to her stepmother's words, greedy for the wealth of the prince's mansion, in order to please the emperor and the queen mother, she reached out and pushed, and she fell into this bloody mouth, and there was no bone residue left after being chewed.

Duan Mama looked at the figure that staggered away, only to feel like a thousand arrows in her heart, when the master Niangniang repeatedly asked her to take care of the prince before she died, but the prince fell to the point where she is now, she suddenly regretted it, if the private relationship between the Niu Colu family and the prince was fulfilled, would the prince be better than now?

She sighed, asked the palace maid beside her to follow and wait, and then walked to the bedroom again, reluctantly smiled and saluted the princess, and said with a smile: "The prince may have something on his mind, Fujin...... Don't take it to heart, it will always get better over time. ”

Na La's face was stiff and silent, Duan's lips squirmed a few times, but she could only sigh lightly, and said to the maid who was married to King Gong Fujin: "It's not early, just serve Fujin as soon as possible." ”

Mama Duan went out and saw that the night outside was like paint, but there was no half a star, she was stunned for a moment, and then turned her head to see that the lights had been turned off in the main room, thinking that Fujin had already rested.

"The master is awake? It's still early," Chun Zao served her out of bed, and hurriedly wrapped her in a shining gold butterfly and a snow fox jacket, and said: "The emperor got up at three o'clock and went to Taihemen Linchao, although it was almost March, but he gave birth to this spring cold, since the master was lazy, why don't you go to Cining Palace again in the evening to ask for peace." ”

Rong Yue looked sad, tied the buckle on her clothes, and said: "The Empress Dowager has been involved in an old illness for a while, Sister Yi and they are not convenient, I should always serve by the side." ”

Chun Zao also knows, the day after Prince Gong's wedding, a hangover and not wake, if it weren't for Duan's Mama found out in time, she almost lost her life, and was treated by the imperial doctor for two days before she got better, but as soon as her sanity recovered, she went to Ningju to appease the concubine Wu, and the queen mother knew that she was not light, and she was very angry, and she was reminded of the old illness.

He Xuan scooped warm water and brought it in to serve Rong Yue to wash her face.

Chun Zao handed over the soft towel, seeing that her every move was lazy, secretly calculating the small days, while stepping forward and handing over the Western cloth hand towel, while asking in a low voice: "Calculate that this month's Kwai Shui has been postponed for a few days, the master might as well call a doctor to take a look, don't really have it and don't know." (To be continued.) )