The sedan chair followed behind, and Feng Qiao did not sit, but walked to the Lingxi Palace alone.

A crescent moon lingers in the thin clouds. The autumn water is dust-free, and the chaotic thoughts can guess a rare tranquility at this moment, falling with the autumn leaves. In the night breeze, it has just rained, the air is hot and humid, a few green jade plantains are stretching and swaying under the moon, and the raindrops are lingering and sliding in the veins.

The moon rises from the edge of the woods and emits a cold glow, illuminating the white glass of the roof tiles, making people feel even more cold. The 10,000-point stars are like night pearls scattered on the night, shining with brilliant silver brilliance.

Feng Qiao occasionally raised his head to look at the starry sky, Xiao Ningzi turned on the lights in front, took a step and looked back, waiting for his master.

The night is extremely boundless, and the shadows of the branches are lonely in the light moonlight outside the window.

Different from the quiet outside, the room is bright and bright, the jasper leaf broken gold incense niche on the table is smoked with sweet incense, and the big bed in the middle of the dormitory is decorated with Wencai double mandarin ducks, cutting out a one-by-one acacia quilt.

Arou freshened up, wore a light tulle dress, and sat on the bed surrounded by a brocade quilt. The bedroom was a little empty for her.

After entering the palace, the emperor often pampered her. Obviously, Fengwu has known the emperor the longest, and her sister met the emperor earlier than her. And in the dance in that Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet, she was only a small role, and her sister was the most amazing person on the field.

Why does the emperor like her?

Whether it is dancing or martial arts, my sister is better than her, in the Hu people, my sister is the scorching sun, then she is the moon hidden behind the sun, where there is a sun, few people notice the moon.

Her sister is also her sun, and she habitually depends on her sister.

This trip to Fengguo is mainly my sister's advice, according to the previous law, I entered the palace, and the emperor must be a sister who is gentle and revealing wildness, so killing the emperor is also my sister's doing, she only hides behind her sister, but I didn't expect things to develop according to the previous law.

She became the emperor's favorite pillow person.

Except for the queen of the main palace.

Is it really like what my sister said, because her appearance and heart are similar to the queen, so Feng Qiao likes her?

This question Arou has asked herself more than once, Feng Qiao's favor came too quickly.

It's so fast that people are caught off guard.

But this kind of speed is exactly what the sisters want.

The faster you get closer to the emperor, the faster you can get familiar with everything about him, and the faster you learn from the unknown.

Although, there are many crises.

There are many rights and wrongs in the harem, and the sisters originally thought that it would be difficult to get close to Feng Qiao, but they didn't expect it to be so easy. In addition to being happy, the sisters not only considered Feng Qiao's intentions.

Those who can be the king of God must be more agile and meticulous in their thinking than ordinary people. Feng Qiao promised to support the Hu people, but he did not send troops for a long time, which made the sisters very puzzled.

Could it be that Feng Qiao already knew the intentions of the two of them, but didn't know the specific plan, and would kill them all when they showed their feet?

Slowly, Arou tightened her fingers, she knew what a dangerous situation she was in at the moment.

If Feng Qiao wants to catch turtles in the urn, then they are the turtles that are slaughtered by others.

Slowly, there seemed to be a light in the distance gradually brightening, and Arou sat on the bed, the green silk scattered.

Because the emperor came up, the original simple decoration of the Lingxi Palace took on a new look, the shark yarn curtain that fell to the ground was pulled up with a tassel gold hook, extended out outside the palace gate of the hole, and the pomegranate flowers in the courtyard bloomed like a flowing fire, becoming more and more enchanting under the moonlight, welcoming the arrival of the emperor.

Feng Qiao was about to get on the sedan chair when he arrived at the palace gate, and through the curtain, the lampshade of the cloud silk embroidered dragon Tengyun pattern in Xiao Ningzi's hand shook far away, passing through the vermilion threshold and the corals that were human high, and finally at the entrance of the Lingxi Palace, the emperor stopped, and the brass unicorn beast outside the hall emitted a faint and slow light smoke from the mouth.

"The emperor has arrived—"

Xiao Ningzi's voice sounded, and Ah Rou came back to her senses and knelt on the ground.

The door opened, the moonlight was dim, Ah Rou hid his face in the shadows, bowed his head and knelt on the ground, only to see his crimson clothes, gently resting on the ground, with a deep scent of begonias, and the dragon patterns were intertwined under the moonlight.

He seems to like to wear crimson very much, and the bright colors on him reveal a hint of coldness.

But judging from what she inquired about before, he loves Xuanse more.

The young man wears a mature and steady black color, and now the gorgeous and evil crimson, what has happened over the years, no one knows.

When Feng Qiao came, the dew had already wet the cuffs, the faintly winding silver threads were hazy under the gauze, and the wind was gently rubbing in his ears, bringing a warm and warm fragrance on his body. The warmth and charm of the fragrance fluttered tactfully, as if it was smoked and crispy.

Ah Rou looked good, knelt in the shadows, watched Feng Qiao's footsteps non-stop, brushing her forehead, without any stop, as if they didn't know each other.

Feng Qiao waved his hand, the palace people bowed down, and slowly closed the carved door engraved with white flower patterns, and there were only two people left in the room.

Feng Qiao swept past her and sat down on the luan bed.

"Turn around and let me take a good look at my concubine"

Feng Qiao said casually, but his tone was not as frivolous as his words.

With a chilling coldness.

Arou slowly raised her head, her gaze moving upward.

Rao is looking at him from afar, Arou still couldn't help but shudder, restraining herself from being dazzled by this peerless beauty.

His clothes are soft and thin, crimson with moon white and dark color, the placket is loose, revealing the bewitching and sultry collarbone of the butterfly flapping its wings and about to fly.

The long silver-white hair spread out from Su Xiujin's quilt bed, and the surroundings were bright red and gorgeous, and that figure reminded her of the extremely gorgeous, bright red peony with pitch-black stamens blooming in the middle.

Compared with him who was neatly dressed during the day, he had a more bewitching charm at this time.

One muscle, one face, all the best.

The outermost is draped in a black soft robe, the half-open chest exposes the delicate collarbone and the sexy dimple, the gorgeous and magnificent face is like a charm in the jumping lights, and the long eyelashes are stained with shallow moisture, and the eyes are hazy and misty.

Feng Qiao hooked the corners of his lips with interest, supported his forehead with one hand, and casually reclined on the luan bed. He was dressed casually, his crimson clothes hanging low, and he cast a kind of elegant and light like a floating flower on the green tent.

The eyebrows are like distant daisies, the eyes are like peach blossoms, the shallow phoenix eyes are slightly narrowed, and the eyes faintly flash with an obsidian-like scorching light, revealing a proud and peerless edge.

His eyes were too bright, and his lowered eyes seemed to see everything, as if the deepest darkness in his heart also illuminated him at such a glance, washed away the filth, and precipitated the years. He is still like moonlight, Qinghua is graceful, like a noble and elegant person who can't be integrated with him, and it seems that he was born to accept the admiration of everyone.

The beauty of the country seems to be able to capture the soul.

I saw a thin layer of clouds floating on the white face, and a drop of water fell from the wet forehead, from the forehead hair to the tip of the nose, then on the plump lips, and finally down the chin, dripping on the flat chest. The placket of his shirt was half open, revealing his delicate collarbones and a touch of moon-white in front of his chest, and his black hair was scattered like a twist at the placket, which contrasted with his white skin and crimson clothes.

Seeing this, Arou hurriedly retracted her gaze, not daring to look any further.

Obviously, he just glanced at it, but it seemed to be ten thousand years, Arou's heart couldn't stop beating, and her flustered eyes didn't know where to put it.

Feng Qiao's eyelashes moved, and he looked at it casually. The corners of his eyebrows are lightly raised, his dark eyes are as deep as three thousand weak waters, and his beauty is full of elusiveness.

Ah Rou hurriedly lowered her head even more.

A low boy sounded from above, and the low voice startled Arou.

Feng Qiao laughed and said, "Concubine Ai seems to be very afraid of me, do I look so scary?" ”

Glancing at the woman kneeling on the ground, he looked away.

In the eyes of a woman, there are only two divisions: phoenix feather and not phoenix feather.

Even if the former looked at him, his heart would pound and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

And the latter, even if he is lying in bed, he is not interested.

It's just a lump of meat, what's there to be interested in?

Even the "I" is omitted, and the "I" is directly used.

It seems that he is in a good mood today.

This little detail made Arou's heart settle down a little.

"No, no...... The emperor is as beautiful as a fairy, no, no, no, he is handsome, and the concubines were stunned for a while."

Arou, can you be a little ambitious! I can protect you for a while, but I can't protect you for a lifetime, how can I still watch you when you go to bed?

My sister's words are like in my ears.

"Your Majesty, the concubines will serve you to change your clothes"

Ah Rou wanted to get up, but was pressed down by Feng Qiao's eyes. Feng Qiao was silent, her slender and dark elegant phoenix eyes narrowed, staring at her with interest.

"Kneel first, I'll ask you something"

"Yes"

You have to kneel to answer something.

"A eunuch died in the palace, and he died a miserable death, does Concubine Ai know?"

With a bang, when Arou heard this, she felt that her heart was about to jump out, and her ruddy face suddenly turned white when she saw Feng Qiao.

A touch of swiftness flashed in Feng Qiao's pupils, a jade face with a faint flowing brilliance, and a faint smile in his mellow voice.

"Why, is this question difficult to answer? I don't think the concubine's face is too good."

Just in case, my sister had already arranged a timeline with her, but Feng Qiao's question was too sudden, and Arou didn't react for a while.

"The concubine has never seen anyone die, so she was a little scared just now...... This eunuch is also too pitiful, the emperor, the concubine is curious, and wants to ask, how did he die? ”

Feng Qiao looked over with a smile, his face was slightly blurred in the ethereal cigarette, his placket was loosely buttoned, his collarbone was shockedly exposed, as white as jade, the corners of his mouth were red like blood roses, but between his eyebrows, there was a noble posture that seemed to leak out of his bones, close to arrogance.

"I heard that the eunuch's name is Lao Chai, I don't know very well, I heard that it was a middle-aged eunuch, because he forced the palace maid to be his concubine, he was killed by the palace maid and died in the imperial garden"

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