Li Fuxi was thinking about it, and the Wan Qi domain was also extremely troublesome, he was happy with Fuxi, but it didn't mean that he wanted to include her in this harem, but if she wasn't included in the harem, how could he have her?

But now his biggest worry is not this, he sneered at the moment and looked at the right prime minister in his hand, this Su Qiu is so bold "The harem cannot be left without an owner for a day"

Is this forcing yourself to stand up?

At the moment, his concubine Su Miaoqing sat firmly in the position of the concubine, and now the request was established, and the purpose could not be more obvious. He held his big palm slightly, and he could even clearly see the green tendons emerging from the back of his hand.

Fang Suiyun, who was waiting on the side, naturally also felt the fluctuation of the emperor's feelings, and hurriedly opened his mouth to try to ease the displeasure of the lower monarch

"Sovereign, you haven't been to Xuancui Palace for a few days, tonight Concubine Su's personal palace maid Xiao Cui'er came to ask again..."

Wan Qiyu's face turned even colder

"Lonely these days, the state affairs are busy, you can just send some treasures and jewelry tomorrow"

"That's... What about Concubine Liu's side? Fang Suiyun glanced at the emperor and spoke cautiously

Wan Qiyu's face softened slightly, and he pondered for a moment before replying, "I'll go to see Mengran in two days." ”

"Yes" Fang Suiyun responded, secretly thinking that this monarch was really different from the master of the Snow Palace and the master outside the palace.

Early the next morning, Gonggong Fang led the female eunuchs of the palace and sent the rewards to the ladies of each palace, especially Tingxue Palace, he even chatted with Concubine Liu Niangniang for a few words before leading everyone to retire.

Coming and going hurriedly, listening to the snow palace soon regained silence.

Liu Mengran was lying on the beauty couch, stroking the crystal clear jade bracelet that had just been sent, and her delicate little face showed a sarcastic smile, although jade is a good jade, but the monarch's mind is not necessarily good.

Ever since she unraveled the Gu, she had sensitively sensed Wan Qiyu's indifference to her, and even now he had touched herself only a handful of times. From the moment she entered the palace, she understood how ruthless emperors were since ancient times, and how could she think of sincerity.

Besides, the purpose of her entry into the palace...

It's just that... Is the king's heart drawn by that man now? Isn't that a good sign?

A dark glint flashed in her usual watery eyes. Then he glanced at the little palace maid who was kneeling on the ground and massaging herself, and her red lips opened slightly: "Xiaohuan, how long has it been since I have seen Sister Su in this palace?" ”

"Tell Niangniang, Niangniang was unwell a few days ago, and now I'm afraid it's been more than February."

"Well, I have to go and see Sister Su, the monarch has not come to the harem for many days, and the palace is not the only one who is lonely, hehe..."

After all, she doesn't seek a sacred heart, which doesn't mean that other women don't have illusions.

For example, the master of Xuancui Palace, heh.

That night, when Wan Qiyu was sitting on the main seat and flipping through the books, he was disturbed by Fang Suiyun, who came to report in a hurry.

"Sovereign, the little Cui'er of Xuancui Palace is here again"

Wan Qiyu's hand did not stop, and he said lightly, "Didn't the reward arrive today?" ”

"Sovereign, it is reported that Concubine Su is unwell"

"Discomfort?"

Wan Qiyu's fingers flipped through the book, he was silent for a moment, and looked at Fang Suiyun's thin lips slightly, "Then let's go to Xuancui Palace to have a look."

Xuancui Palace's Buge is very atmospheric, even cumbersome and luxurious, Wan Qiyu has made a lot of efforts to show his exclusive favor to Su Miaoqing, and Xuancui Palace is also quite close to Xuanhong Palace, so in the eyes of outsiders, Su Miaoqing can be said to be a collection of thousands of favors.

When Wan Qiyu arrived at Xuancui Palace, he happened to meet the little palace maid in pink clothes holding the soup Gu coming out, and when the little palace maid saw the saint, she was busy kneeling down and saluting. Wan Qiyu glanced at her, stopped Fang Suiyun's steps, and directly pushed the door in.

I didn't think that as soon as I entered, a soft ball rushed straight to me.

The "monarch" voice was very coquettish.

Wan Qiyu looked down at the person in his arms in the dim light, and Su Miaoqing's slightly pale little face came into view.

In her memory, she seems to have always been flamboyant and charming, and when she saw her like this, Wan Qiyu was a little surprised, and he put his arm around her and asked softly, "Miaoqing, is she uncomfortable?" ”

Su Miaoqing didn't answer, but asked a little chokedly, "The monarch hasn't come to Xuancui Palace for so long, but he doesn't like Miaoqing."

"How come" The big palm stroked people's little faces, and Wan Qiyu said lightly, "I've been too busy lately"

Smelling the faint incense in the room, Wan Qiyu frowned slightly

"Miaoqing, but she's really unwell?"

"Sovereign..."Su Miaoqing's eyes flickered, "Miaoqing... Not unwell."

Wan Qiyu's big palm was loosened.

Su Miaoqing immediately panicked, she hurriedly tightened the jade arm that was tightly wrapped around the man's waist, raised her little face, and her eyes were full of begging

"The concubine thinks about the monarch very much"

Wan Qiyu didn't answer, his narrow wings were half-hanging, so that people couldn't see the thoughts in their eyes.

"Sovereign" Su Miaoqing's little hands began to become restless.

Wan Qiyu's hand hanging on his waist shook it and then relaxed, but what he remembered in his mind was Su Qiu's style.

He quickly calmed down his thoughts, grabbed the hand of the woman in front of him, and then held her slender wrist and walked towards the inner room.

He was about to leave, but his waist was tightly wrapped, and then Wan Qiyu felt a slight feeling of heat in his body, and the cold light in his eyes flashed, but the person behind him had already taken off his outer robe, and there was no trace of it inside, revealing a white and tender *, rubbing him repeatedly.

A burst of heat in the lower abdomen of Wan Qiyu could not be dissipated.

His palms were clenched tightly at this moment. Suddenly turned to look at the coquettish appearance of the woman in front of him, and rudely pushed the person to the bed...

Soon the room was filled with red-faced moans and groans.

After the heat in his body calmed down, Wan Qiyu glanced at the sleeping person on the couch, then got up, put on his robe and strode out, glancing at Fang Suiyundao

"The order went to Su Guifei's women's line to be at a loss, and she should have been put into the cold palace, but she remembered her father's heartfelt kindness, and she was treated lightly and demoted to a nobleman."

The emperor's voice was cold, as if the degraded person was not the concubine he had favored for many years, but just a dispensable thing.

Su Guifei's matter soon caused an uproar in the imperial court, and the right prime minister entered the palace on the second day to meet and negotiate with the monarch in the Xuanhong Palace, but just an hour later, Su Qiu walked out, and the whole person looked like he was ten years old.

Although the forbidden incense can cause a man's *, after smoking, it is extremely hurtful, and he dares to hurt the emperor's spirit, and his daughter is confused. Su Qiu's entire body couldn't help but tremble slightly, he was really grateful to the monarch for not disclosing the reason at the moment, otherwise where should his old face go!

Taking a deep breath, Su Qiu looked at the blue sky trapped in the palace, and his eyes were red.

Li Fuxi naturally heard some rumors about this matter, she only knew that Su Guifei, who was high in her previous life, was reprimanded, but she didn't know why she was punished, and she could make Su Qiu, who had always been strong, compromise.

Of course, Li Fuxi also tried to ask Wan Qiyu, but he didn't mention Su Miaoqing's matter, which made Fuxi more and more curious.

What surprised Li Fuxi even more was that Su Qiu, the right prime minister, began to say that the illness was not in the early dynasty. This is a miracle for Su Qiu, who is used to holding power firmly in his hands.

The trend between Korea and China is getting stranger and the time is passing quickly, and soon the summer is coming to an end and ushering in the Mid-Autumn Festival. On this day, Wan Qiyu held a banquet in the palace and invited the ministers to the palace to admire the moon. Li Fuxi is naturally among them.

Because the weather was still a little hot, she was wearing a lilac bandeau skirt, embroidered with a small gardenia on the skirt, draped in white light yarn, and her thin waist was strangled with a wide dark purple belt.

Li Fuxi's position was relatively high, and she could even clearly see Wan Qiyu's handsome face.

He was enjoying the song and dance with great interest, and Liu Mengran, who was gentle as water, poured wine for him personally. I don't know if it's an illusion, she always feels that Liu Mengran is looking at herself, but when she looks over, she finds that this is not the case.

Li Fuxi couldn't help but be in a trance, she stretched out her jade arm, and was about to twist a purple grape, but accidentally touched the little palace maid serving on the side, and the little palace maid was shocked and knocked over the wine on the table. Although Li Fuxi subconsciously got up at this moment and took a step or two back, it was inevitable that her dress would be wet.

"The general spares his life, the general spares his life, the slave maid didn't mean it" The little palace maid's face turned pale, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Li Fuxi frowned, and before he could say anything, Wan Qiyu, who was sitting on the main seat, asked

"What happened"

"The monarch spared his life, and the slave maid accidentally wet the general's dress" The little palace maid changed directions and kowtowed repeatedly

"It's okay, I accidentally touched her at the end" Li Fuxi hurriedly said first, she was wrong, she didn't need to embarrass a little palace maid.

"Don't thank you yet" Wan Qiyu glanced at Fuxi's wet skirt, and his tone was a little displeased.

"Slave, thank you, monarch, thank you, general"

"You go down," Wan Qiyu said lightly.

"Monarch, why don't you let the concubine take the general to change clothes, it just so happens that the concubine's palace is close." Liu Mengran on the side spoke at the right time.

Li Fuxi felt inappropriate in her heart, and just wanted to say that it was not necessary, but she didn't expect Wan Qiyu to speak directly

"Yes, that's possible."

Li Fuxi could only swallow the words that came to her mouth.

"General Zhenguo, please follow the concubine" Liu Mengran smiled softly, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Li Fuxi glanced at Wan Qiyu, and when he saw the latter nodding slightly, he got up and followed Liu Mengran's footsteps.

The two walked one after the other, along the way Liu Mengran's attitude was too good, and when Li Fuxi came out in a goose yellow skirt, she looked up and down, and then thoughtfully helped Fuxi sort out the folds of the hem of the skirt, and then took Li Fuxi's hand and the two returned along the road.

Li Fuxi's brows became tighter and tighter, as a martial artist with a natural anticipation of danger, she stared at the hands held by the two, and felt that Liu Mengran's behavior at this moment was too abnormal.