The women suddenly found that the surroundings were as cold as ice, and they had a heart of anticipation in the past, but today they were like falling into an ice cellar, but they were also secretly glad that it was not themselves who died. The two contradictory hearts are intertwined, and I don't know whether to say that I am happy or sad for a while.

In the bedroom with the temperature for all seasons, the low-key gorgeous is the most luxurious enjoyment in the world, the woman on the bed is on her side, sleeping peacefully, her soft long hair is scattered on the dark red bed, the black is not burdened, the woman's snow-white side face blooms in the dark red, pink as a peach, and the person who sees it is happy.

Jiu Yanluo swept away the coldness just now, and looked at the woman on the bed gently, as if she had just said 'I love you', ironing out his restless heart.

Jiu Yanluo stretched out his arms, Xiao Lizi was reluctant to take his eyes off the time when he withdrew from the dragon robe on his body, if love is a mood, his mood is comfortable, and comfort is the love he wants.

Jiu Yanluo felt that 'comfort' was not important, he liked to stay by her side as early as when he didn't understand, even if she didn't say anything, just painting quietly, he also felt comfortable and happy.

What's more, she said that she loved him today, Jiu Yanluo was a little excited, a little proud, and more relieved.

Jiu Yanluo watched Zhang Qiyue's gaze slowly change from gentle to firm, he lay on the bed, Xiao Lizi removed his boots, and put down the heavy purple bed net.

Jiu Yanluo's hand stroked her frost-like hair, one hand against her head to look at the sleeping woman, and the other hand stroked the woman's stomach, her heart was peaceful and peaceful.

The corners of Zhang Qiyue's mouth raised, as if she had a good dream.

Seeing this, Jiu Yanluo smiled unconsciously, and the soft corners of her heart settled, no matter how much she loved him, as long as there was a little, it was enough to flood her entrance for him.

……

In the early morning, Jiu Yanluo had already finished boxing, took a bath, changed his clothes and stood in front of the window, and the white ink bamboo robe lined with a young man like a Confucian cultivated by a hundred generations of the family, restrained and bright, without any irritability.

The calligraphy on the table looks a little old, but it is well preserved, and the sharpness of the pen is more sharp than the roundness on the notebook.

Jiu Yanluo was surprised, Zhang Qiyue, who had such good characters, didn't like to copy books, and rarely even wrote in person, even if it was a family letter, it was transcribed by a female official, and she never gave a chance to show off her strengths.

Jiu Yanluo thought of Zhang Qiyue's low-key, and the corners of his mouth hung up with a smile that never fell, and he spread out a piece of paper again, and continued to use the old calligraphy, and even wanted to put down the tricks of the woman when she turned the pen.

But the words often become thick and sharp in his hands, lacking Zhang Qiyue's own restrained and graceful.

Therefore, he always felt dissatisfied with the words praised by literati and veterans, and felt that he could not learn her indifferent contempt.

Jiu Yanluo thought of the last adjective, and couldn't help but laugh out of color, instantly softening the imperial style, clean and easy, like a young man.

When Zhang Qiyue yawned and came out, the young man's high-spirited figure was frozen in the of his eyes that he didn't have time to crumple, his pride was deep and vigorous, and he was young and proud to hold the world.

Zhang Qiyue suddenly felt that he was dressed in a shirt, without an image, and was not suitable to appear next to him in the beautiful scenery.

Zhang Qiyue turned around with a faint smile.

Jiu Yanluo had already found the figure that haunted him, put down the brush neatly, circled her with obvious signs of getting up, and brought it to his pen and ink.

Zhang Qiyue was instantly surrounded by a light mint fragrance, and the strong masculine atmosphere reversed the harmless image given by the owner, and a forbearance exploded, baking Zhang Qiyue's heart hot. The voice unconsciously faded the girl's coquettish trembling: "I haven't washed it yet......"

When Jiu Yanluo heard this, her heart was slightly angry, considering her body, she suppressed the charm in her heart: "What's the hurry!" After reading the word for the husband, I said, come, please comment on the lady. ”

Zhang Qiyue looked at the old calligraphy on the table in surprise, and was embarrassed: "Hehe, words are like people's hearts, and the emperor's handwriting is becoming more and more outstanding." But his eyes fell on his immature handwriting, and he smiled, in the end, he came out, and he lost the unique atmosphere of Jiuyanluo.

Jiu Yanluo circled her steadily from behind, his chin rested on her shoulder, his breath fell on her ear, enjoying the tenderness of his wife and children in the arms of birds and flowers: "But I always feel that it is not as good as your writing, it is better for you to hold my hand and write." ”

Jiuyan held Zhang Qiyue's hand cleanly, and there was a turbulence in his eyes.

Zhang Qiyue smiled shyly, turned around and poked him away with the pen, away from his embrace: "What do you think, this palace is going to wash and play by yourself." ”

When she heard this, she immediately stepped forward, took the master's jade hand, and when she looked up inadvertently, she touched the emperor's smiling gaze, and was suddenly shocked, and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look again.

After a long while, when I was combing the green silk that the queen had bothered to maintain, I realized that there was something wrong with the emperor, and the emperor was wearing a crescent white robe today? is like the son of a family, no domineering, more elegant, and beautiful.

Zhang Qiyue leaned listlessly on the bath, her expression was calm, and her body was stretched, as if the shy and warm person had dispersed just now, pregnant with her own carelessness.

Compared to the peace and tranquility of the morning dew hall. The harem has been in turmoil.

The talented people and show girls who participated in the kneeling invitation last night all closed their doors today, and the women who were close to Yang Cairen even passed on the imperial doctor, and there was no news about anything else.

I was anxious to the heart of a talented woman who did not participate. What really happened last night? Will the emperor call the shots for them? Will the emperor dispose of the queen's mother? Did the emperor think of the poor and helpless them because of this?

However, several hours passed, and no one came out to explain to them, nor did they come out to show off the mood of seeing the emperor, and the women who were waiting to watch the play and cared about the outcome were anxious.

Can...... In the past, the sisters closed their doors, and they couldn't even inquire if they wanted to.

The frightened women yesterday, who are still fools who let others be used as gunmen at this time, they fought alone last night, thinking that this was a great opportunity to see the emperor, maybe they could soar into the sky.

turned out to be almost tragic, and they kept reminding them that the queen was immoral, and the emperor created a blind person, but he hid and did not participate.

With such an obvious gap, if you can't see anything, they are fools!

But fools also have smart times, although the emperor made them feel palpitations, but the emperor also made it very clear that as long as they act carefully in the future and don't touch the emperor's scales, it must not be a problem to save their lives.

After experiencing the separation between heaven and man yesterday, now they just want to live, and how can the answers they exchanged their lives for be easily cheap People who didn't participate last night, if you want to know if Lu Dao should also experience their fear last night!

So the nine girls were silent, not speaking, not moving, let the people who wanted to know the results of the Tao the most hurry up.

Zhou Fangfei sipped the tea, her eyes were also angry and angry, at the moment they were as deep as wine, and her little finger was raised with precious armor, although it had never exceeded her use level, but it was exquisite to the extreme.

The woman has a pair of seemingly stubborn but quiet eyes, a sky-blue tulle is put on top of the aqua blue bandeau dress, and the cumbersome silk shawl is not a popular simple style in Yanjing, it is the land of three rivers, with a unique willow style.

The woman looked up, and a proud face appeared in the hall.

If Zhang Qiyue saw it, she would definitely be able to recognize the coquettish and unhappy words in the restaurant, the little girl who secretly cheated on people.

The woman's voice was as coquettish, as if it was not because of the world, with the innocence of being coquettished by her parents, and now there was no one in the hall except for her confidants.

Zhou Cairen's light voice came, careless, high, but he handled it just right, not disgusted: "Didn't ask a word?" ”

The maid Wanru hurriedly leaned over and said: "Huicairen, no, the ten masters who came back did not go out and did not communicate, the slave asked the girls around the masters, but they did not follow that day, I don't know what happened to the road."

The slave didn't dare to wander outside the Chaolu Palace, and didn't dare to go to the Chaolu Hall hall, but the slave and maid deliberately went around the Chaolu Hall when they took food this morning, and there was nothing abnormal. Otherwise, why didn't Song Cairen come to talk to his master. ”

The conversation is fake, the news brought to the master is true, Song Cairen is ambitious but comes from a small family, and always feels that he is less calm and a little conceited, so he never puts the carefree, talentless and unskilled Zhou Cairen in his eyes, but he doesn't know that he is an ignorant person in the eyes of Zhou Cairen.

In this palace, there are two seemingly ignorant talents, one is Su Qingqing, a little girl who is as clear as clear water at a glance; The other is Zhou Fangfei, a high-ranking concubine who looks a little stupid.

As everyone knows, the former is really 'stupid', and the latter is 'Mingmei', but this time, Zhou Fangfei did everything possible to calculate the results, but she didn't get an answer.

Zhou Cairen played the jade armor and thought about it slowly, feeling that the current situation was nothing more than two results, first, they failed, not only did they not succeed but were also reprimanded, and the emperor was grounded; The second is to play tricks.

But no matter what it is, it's all good, because I finally met the emperor, and let the emperor see the style of all the women except for the pot-bellied.

Let's just wait for the emperor to move.

Zhou Cairen smiled confidently, her smile was bright and sunny, she admitted that the queen mother was very beautiful and generous, or a little temper was also the most attractive means for women to attract men.

But so what, how can a man not steal fishy, no matter how beautiful a person is, he has no appreciation value when he gets tired of seeing it.

The corners of Zhou Cairen's mouth rose proudly, and he was waiting for who was the second person to break the deadlock and be summoned to bed.

……

Half a month has passed, and the harem is quiet without any movement, not to mention summoning the attendants, the emperor is almost sticking to the queen, and even vacating a warm room for the queen in the confidential place, just because the emperor is worried that the queen is not feeling well, and the palace people are not attentive.

Zhou Cairen was a little anxious, and he didn't know where he had gone wrong. Could it be that there is a 'waiting' hidden in the queen's palace, so that the emperor is not like a 'extension'?

No, she wants to visit the queen herself.

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There are no two these days. It's because I'm going to end my codeword finale.,(*^__^*)

Xiang'er has an independent fan, as for the poison queen, this god will let you who are true love see what Zhang Qiyue's fierce past life is after the finale!