Chapter 18: The Pretty Male Scheme
The sleeping Li Haotian's expression is no longer so severe, it is much softer and kinder, and his well-maintained skin is smooth and shiny, even if the word "beautiful and delicious" is used on him at this moment, it is no longer an exaggeration. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Cardamom thought to herself.
As if tempted by some kind of temptation, she stretched out a delicate cardamom red finger and gently traced it in the void along the seductive lines.
The bridge of his nose is very straight, the indentation on his chin is slightly lighter, and below is the bulging Adam's apple, and the faintly visible collarbone, and the broad chest...
Suddenly, a sense of oppression came to her, and as soon as she looked up, she fell into a pair of dark and deep eyes, she sighed softly, and instinctively stepped back, but the hand and the whole person were captured into her arms by an iron arm.
"Do you like it?"
Li Haotian's voice was hoarse and low, with a kind of charm that had just been awakened, and the corners of his mouth were a little ridiculous.
"Your Majesty~" Cardamom's voice was extremely unnatural. At this time, the distance between each other is too ambiguous, especially when both of them are untidy. The heat of his body continued to transmit through the thin silk pajamas, making her whole body hot and uneasy.
She suspected that at such close distance, he must be able to feel her ragged heartbeat.
Li Haotian didn't let her retreat, he held her hand and rubbed it lightly against her face.
The texture of the man's skin brushed over the fingertips with a little bit of new stubble, teasing some corner of the deepest part of the cardamom's body, like a spring breeze blowing a pool of green water and blue waves.
"Do you like it?"
He looked straight into her eyes, and she couldn't avoid it. The pair of clear and transparent eyes could be seen to the end at a glance, and the outline of his face was reflected under the eyes, as if contaminated with the aura of those eyes, and he seemed to look clear and bright in her eyes.
Cardamom didn't answer either. Since he couldn't escape, he simply studied Li Haotian's face generously.
He knew that he was good-looking, and had a face comparable to that of a beautiful man, and for this face, his mother's affection and his father's dissatisfaction were intertwined since he was a child.
Since he ascended the throne since he was a child, in order to maintain the majesty of the emperor, he was accustomed to not being surprised by changes, not showing joy and anger, and facing the ministers with a cold face with little expression.
In the harem, the handsome young emperor has always been gentle and cold, and he has an alienated attitude towards every concubine. Man can be near his body, but not his heart.
And he has no time, or no heart, to delve into the appearance of another heart.
Every woman in the harem who had tried to get the emperor's special attention, but had returned with a feather, was spreading a legend that had been circulating in the palace for a long time, trying to find a reason why the emperor had no intention of paying attention to the flowers.
Looking at his relaxed face in Cardamom's eyes, Li Haotian suddenly smiled.
Inside and outside the palace, in the court and among the people, everyone is guessing, guessing what he is thinking, guessing his mood, guessing his decisions, and guessing all kinds of things. But he couldn't guess how he could relax and reveal his true thoughts in the face of eager faces, even if many times, he didn't have any special ideas.
"What are you thinking?"
Cardamom couldn't help but ask curiously. Li Haotian's hand had already loosened the grip, but she was too focused to notice it, her fingers were still on that flawless face, and her eyes were studying his changing expression for a moment.
At this time, Li Haotian is not as serious and cold as usual, nor is he as strong and domineering at night. Like a well-fed and well-slept lion, relaxed and unharmed, the changing colors of his face less like a threat than a show or exercise.
"Do you want to know?"
How many people wanted to know his thoughts, but no one dared to ask him face to face, and the innocence and straightforwardness that Cardamom blurted out made him feel the urge to find someone to share his troubles.
ββ¦ Don't want to! β
Li Haotian's voice carried some kind of temptation, but Cardamom sensitively smelled a little danger. As soon as she turned over and sat up, she stepped out of bed, put on a robe for herself, and then bowed a little to Li Haotian, who had just sat up straight on the bed.
"Your Majesty, the hour is not early, it is time to go to court early."
Li Haotian narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked at the cardamom standing respectfully in front of the bed - or rather, should she be called Lin Zitang, the delicate and lovely cardamom was gone in a blink of an eye, and this was the decent Lin Zitang, Lin Guifei.
After a while, I heard the footsteps of the palace maids outside the tent, and the voice of Yu'er lowering her voice and scolding the palace maids.
Sure enough, it became so fast.
"Hmm."
The muscles on both sides of Li Haotian's cheeks tensed back, his lips pursed tightly, he sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arms and asked Zitang to dress him.
After Zitang put on the first coat for the emperor, the palace maids who had been waiting outside the door for a long time rushed in and got busy.
It's so dangerous, I almost stepped into a trap just now. Is this the emperor's beautiful man's plan? Cardamom thought mischievously to herself.
It is also worthy of "he", who is well-informed and unfazed, so he did not get to the bottom of her 180-degree turn, otherwise he really didn't know how to get out.
"What are you thinking?"
Cardamom flashed, and the busy little hand fell into a big palm again, and I didn't feel a little flustered.
"I ......"
Li Haotian suddenly bent down, put his lips to Cardamom's ear and whispered:
"You don't want to know my thoughts, but I really want to share your thoughts, my concubine!"
"I, I ......"
Li Haotian's sudden affectionate behavior in front of everyone made Cardamom a little at a loss, she looked sideways, but saw that the palace maids lowered their heads one after another, not daring to raise their heads.
Needless to say, within tomorrow, the emperor's special favor for Lin Guifei will be spread throughout the entire court. This, I'm afraid that than the lotus sachet and the grace of allowing her to see her family, can confirm the rumors of her status as a "single pet".
This can also arouse the jealousy of the concubines in the palace and attack them in groups.
I'm afraid that it will cause hostility and siege to the Lin family by their families and backstage.
Looking at the tall and mighty figure in front of him, Zitang sighed softly.
Is that what he really wants? No matter what she did, it was just a futile struggle.
After packing up and having breakfast, Zitang accompanied the emperor out of the dormitory.
Even if you see each other every day, you must express a feeling of inseparability, which is the "duty" of being a concubine. I don't know which one is more hypocritical, him or her.
Li Haotian looked at Zitang's helpless expression, and couldn't help but ask with concern:
"What's wrong?"
Whether it is true or fake to spoil her, paying attention to her joys, sorrows and sorrows has gradually become a habit. Long before he knew it, her image had been depicted deeper and deeper in his heart.
"Nothing."
Zitang forced a smile, and there was a touch of loneliness and sadness in that smile. The sadness was as light as smoke, and it seemed to be able to disperse with the wind, but people couldn't help but want to brush it away for her.
"After the New Year, the weather will get warmer, and when the time comes, we can dig our lotus pond in the backyard together."
Li Haotian half-turned around and pointed his finger to the backyard, trying to ignore the sadness.
"Then, you can plant a pond full of lotus flowers. β¦ I asked them to put a small boat on the shore, and in the autumn you could row to pick lotuses. Let me think about what it would be like if you were paddling a boat dressed as a lotus picker. Ha! β
"Your Majesty!"
When I heard that the lotus flower became bright, I became a little shy at this time, and I was a little poked in the short place, and I looked angry.
"Haha!"
Li Haotian laughed heartily. He liked this, letting the elegant, dignified and overly sensitive Zitang back down and give way to the natural naΓ―ve cardamom.
Pampering cardamom, whether it's real or fake, he doesn't feel reluctant at all.