Mo Yi opened his mouth and said: "The emperor has few desires, and there are not many mothers in the harem. Pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info Qingquan Palace lives the Queen Mother and the Qingyuan County Lord, the Qingyuan County Lord has been raised by the Queen Mother since he was a child, than the Qingyuan County Lord's mother, the Queen Mother's sister Mrs. Nanguo is closer, next year it's time to make a ceremony, I heard that the Queen Mother intends to give her to the emperor, but as far as the slave knows, the Princess Qingyuan seems to prefer the King of Guards, and the two are closer. ”

Wan Yao: "King Wei Thorn? ”

Mo Yi: "Well, yes, King Wei is the emperor's younger brother, about two years younger than the emperor. often go to visit the Queen Mother, if the lady goes to the Queen Mother, it is estimated that you can always see it. ”

Wan Yao: "Oh? Yes. You continue. ”

Mo Yi: "The Queen Mother is very tolerant and kind to the ladies of the palace, and she rarely cares about the affairs of the harem on weekdays, and most of the time the Queen Mother is in charge." The queen lives in Yongqing Palace, with a gentle and virtuous personality, and is the wife of the emperor when he has not ascended the throne, and the emperor is very affectionate, and the emperor often stays in Yongqing Palace, and now the prince is more than three years old. Mrs. Feng Ji Feng lives in the Min Yue Palace, knowledgeable and understanding, very much the emperor's will, at the beginning of the year just added a little prince to the emperor, for which the emperor also ordered people to plant a lot of plum blossoms in the Min Yue Palace to give Mrs. Feng. Mrs. Xue, the wife of the Xue family, lives in the Miaolian Palace, she is straightforward, she has no heart, and her personality is also a little pungent, and she also saw it when she first came. Mrs. Xue has a very high heart and a very big temper, the emperor doesn't like it very much, but because she is the little daughter of a distant relative of the Queen Mother, the emperor is still quite good for Mrs. Xue, and now she is also six months pregnant. There is also a Wei Khan Ji, it is said that she is a Rouran woman who has been destroyed in the country, she has been living in the harem, she has rarely seen it, the emperor likes it very much, and she protects it very well, and it is not very clear what kind of slave and maid she is. ”

Wan Yao was dumbfounded and asked, "Gone?" ”

Mo Yi said: "If Mrs. Hui speaks, it is indeed gone." ”

Wan Yao supported her chin with her hand, supported her cheeks, tilted her head and was stunned, so it seems that there are indeed not many harem concubines in Yuwen Yong, but each of them is pregnant, it doesn't mean that he is pure-hearted, right?

When Yuwen Hu and Yu Wenxian left, it was already ugly.

Yu Wenyong was a little tired, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes, and Gonggong Li whispered closely: "Your Majesty, the weather is very cold, if you are tired, let's go back to the palace and sleep." ”

In the middle of the ring, Yu Wenyong got up, brushed the hem of his clothes and walked out, followed by Gonggong Li.

When Yu Wenyong walked to the fork, he looked in the direction of Jinmoju, and turned back to his Qiankun Palace.

Gonggong Li opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

Wanyao slept a lot during the day, and she couldn't sleep at night, but seeing that a few of them were sleepy and dozing off, she didn't force them, and let them go back to rest, while she pillowed her arms with her hands, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked at the bed curtain in a daze with her eyes wide open.

After Yu Wenxian parted ways with Yu Wenhu at the palace gate, he looked up at the Minghuang Palace behind him, and after smiling lonely, he stepped over with his long legs, got on the horse, and after throwing a loud whip in the air, he drove towards the Qi Palace.

The weather is cold, the night is quiet, and occasionally a few drunkards walk through the streets and alleys, in groups of three or five, scolding and scolding together, Yu Wenxian ignores it, and Zhan Hong runs fast.

I don't know who it was in the distance, desperately shouting for help, Yu Wenxian ignored it, but the voice was fluttering and getting closer and closer. Yu Wenxian frowned, listened carefully, and suddenly felt a shock in his heart, this was clearly Wan Yao's voice, so he turned Zhan Hong and looked for it with his voice.

However, the more distant this voice became, Yu Wenxian carefully discerned it with his ears sideways, and then turned Zhan Hong and drove in another direction, after walking a few crooked streets, he came to the end of the road and found that this is not exactly where Luoxiangju can be?

Yu Wenxian threw Zhan Hong to the little guy guarding the door, and didn't think about raising his legs to go in, Wu's mother saw that it was Yu Wenxian, and she came to greet her, Yu Wenxian used to come in plain clothes every time she came, although she knew that she was a rich son or a dignitary, she never thought that Yu Wenxian would come in court clothes tonight. Mother Wu looked at it fixedly, then was stunned for a moment, knelt on the ground with a plop, and shouted: "The grass people see the prince." ”

Yu Wenxian stood with his hands in his hands, lowered his eyes and looked at Mother Wu, and asked, "Has Wanyao ever been back?" ”

Mother Wu was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, and said: "The grass people don't know, but when I just went to the backyard, I did see that someone seemed to have entered the house where Mrs. Wan once lived, and the grass people didn't pay attention to it, I don't know if Mrs. Wan left something behind and sent someone back to pick it up?" ”

Yu Wenxian was stunned for a moment, and went directly to the backyard around Wu's mother.

Wan Yao's room was pitch black, without any light, he stood outside the door, sighed deeply, and then slowly pushed the door open.

A very strong fragrance came to his nose, choked Yu Wenxian coughed a few times, he held his forehead with his hand, and felt that his head was a little swollen, so he shook his head suddenly, he was a little dizzy, he struggled to open his eyes, and he didn't want to take advantage of the full moonlight outside the window to really see Wanyao.

Wan Yao stood with her back to him, wearing the snow-white gauze skirt that she wore on the Otsuka Zaifu a few days ago, she stood slim, her black and shiny hair was waist-length, and the faint fragrance emitted by her body was covered by the incense burning all over the room, but faintly, Yu Wenxian could still smell it, that person was Wan Yao.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hands involuntarily, wrapped his arms around Wanyao's waist from behind, hugged her with a full embrace, he rested his chin on Wanyao's fragrant shoulder, and asked lightly: "Wanyao, is it you?" ”

Wan Yao was silent.

Yu Wenxian tightened his hand a little, hugged her and said to himself: "I miss you, I think you are going crazy, even if this is not true, it is a floating dream, as long as you are there, I don't want to wake up." ”

Wan Yao said softly and asked, "Lord Wang, can you be serious?" If that's the case, you can treat me as Wanyao. ”

Yu Wenxian felt the changes that were taking place under his abdomen, and the desire to break through his head went straight to him. The heat emitted from his body made him can't wait to pick up Wanyao horizontally and walk to the embroidery bed.

Wan Yao's green silk covered the entire embroidered pillow, and she murmured softly, as if the earth that had dried up for a long time longed for the moisture of the spring rain

As if inspired, Yu Wenxian casually pulled his clothes and still fell to the ground, the texture on his chest was erect, and the lines of his body were tense and strong.

He lowered his head and kissed Wan Yao's ear lightly, causing Wan Yao under him to let out a bone-eating moan, and his body tried his best to lean back to meet him. Yu Wenxian's fingers seemed to have magic, wandering and picking lightly on her body, and everywhere she went, her clothes faded.

Wanyao was like a pool of spring water, softly hugging Yu Wenxian's neck, trying to kiss him back.

Yu Wenxian's kiss was lingering, and he gently teased Wan Yao's crisp xiong, and his knees pushed away her legs.

Yu Wenxian held Wanyao's face, smiling brightly, and he gently kissed the tip of Wanyao's nose.

Wan Yao snorted lightly, Yu Wenxian didn't move, he propped up the bed with his hands, looked at Wan Yao under him, his voice was charming and confused, and said, "Wan Yao, do you regret it?" ”

Wan Yao shook her head, and Yu Wenxian said again: "Wan Yao, even if I die, I will die without regrets if I can get you." ”

Outside the window, a man stood lazily with his back against the wall, listening to the ripples in the room, smiling at the corners of his lips, and turned to leave.