The sky was slightly bright, the cool breeze with the sparse rain did not stop, and the air was floating with the moist fragrance of flowers and a slight biting cold.

In the palace, bursts of sound kept coming out, and the light and shadow swayed, and the love was restricted.

Under a man, the concubine's face is as red as a peach, delicate as a red plum blooming on the branches of March, and her charming eyes are full of attachment and happiness.

Today is the wedding night of the emperor and Bai Qingyi, she was originally depressed, full of anxiety and depression, but who expected that at dawn the emperor came to the Bihuan Palace with a frosty face, first had a few drinks with her, and then made love with her, which greatly satisfied her vanity and possessiveness.

The emperor is with her so emotionally, it must be because Bai Qingyi's appearance is not as good as her, and her style is not as good as her, so that the emperor has no interest in her.

Otherwise, why would the emperor leave her newlywed and come to the palace here.

Thinking of this, she became more and more excited and worked harder to be with men.

But Nangong Moye sat outside and looked at the people inside, and looked at the concubine and called the emperor one after another

It turned out that every time he came to another palace concubine's palace, he would prepare ecstasy incense in advance,

If something happens, he will exit the inner room, and when everything is finished, he will return to the inner room when he is sober, and pretend that he is glad that she is him

Nangong Moye's eyes were closed, and her cold lips were glowing with a cold sheen,

looked at Mu Qing'er, but it was indeed another face that came to his mind.

Her smile seems to be still in front of her, the tenderness and sweetness seem to be still entwined in her heart, and every detail is so clear.

She is always dressed in red, delicate as fire, but her face is as delicate as a lily after the rain, without a trace of flaws, every time she sees her smile, even if there are more troubles, they will disappear in an instant.

Nangong Moye, you have to remember to come back, but why didn't you wait for why did you lie to me, that sentence buried deep in my heart was like a thorn, stabbing him painfully.

"Night ......." is in love, and the concubine can't help but whisper his name, and her tone is soft, just like the woman in her dream.

With a tremor in his heart, Nangong Moye opened his eyes and didn't look at it

The face not far away, although it is similar to the eyebrows in the memory, can not find a trace of innocence at all, and the delicate face is full of desire and greed.

"Night. What's wrong? The concubine squinted her eyes slightly, panting and asked.

Nangong Moye felt a pain in his heart. When will he find her?

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Moye stepped in in his bedclothes

Her eyes were like winter frost that made the concubine tremble, and she immediately sobered up, and immediately realized what kind of mistake she had made.

She actually called his name.

Secretly scolding herself for being useless, the concubine changed into a flattering smile, and climbed onto Nangong Moye's body like an octopus, spraying hot air ambiguously and said: "Your Majesty, it's still early, let's..."

Before she could finish speaking, Nangong Moye brushed her hand away, squinted at her, and spat out merciless words on her cold lips: "Remember, no one in this harem can be called me, not even you." ”

After saying that, he simply put on his shirt neatly, and turned to leave.

Listening to his cold words, a faint anger rose in the concubine's heart, but she didn't dare to attack, and when she saw that he was leaving, she hurriedly wanted to hug his arm, but she fell out of bed and broke her elbow by his movements.

With a "bang", the concubine sat on the ground all of a sudden, holding her broken elbow with one hand, with tears in her eyes, she looked at Nangong Moye aggrievedly, and sobbed: "Your Majesty, you have never treated your lover like this, now, why is this?" ”

Nangong Moye heard her aggrieved cry, paused, and said coldly: "Do you really not know? ”

Her shoulders trembled, her concubine shivered from the cold, and said with tears in her eyes: "I don't know." It's just that the lover is just in love with the emperor! The concubines have been with the emperor for so many years. Why does the emperor always think about an impossible winner....."

Hearing her words, Nangong Moye's cold heart couldn't help but soften a little, but as long as it was in his heart, he couldn't ignore it.

It was a taboo for him that no one could touch

"Someone, please ask for a doctor. The concubine was grounded for three days and punished with a big commandment" After a moment of silence, he called the palace maid to ask the imperial doctor, although his expression was still cold, but his tone was much softer.

Seeing him like this, a trace of pride slipped through the eyes of the concubine, and her heart was even more cold.

As long as that person is in his heart for a day, then he will never snub himself. And in the same way, as long as he thinks about her for a day, he will never come out.

Looking at the long back, she secretly clenched her fists, and secretly made up her mind in her heart that she must make Nangong Moye fall in love with herself, definitely.

The morning light is faint, the mist is full of water vapor, and after a night of spring rain, flowers fall everywhere.

As soon as the sky was bright, an old woman who was over fifty years old came to Yuhuan Palace with a group of palace maids.

In the room, Qiu Tang was waiting for Bai Qingyi to wash, and when he heard the report of the palace maid, he hurriedly tidied up and welcomed them in.

As soon as the grandmother entered the room, she had a flattering smile on her face, and I saw her looking Bai Qingyi up and down, her eyes were full of amazement, and she said with a smile: "The old slave asked the mother to say goodbye, the old slave is the queen mother's palace Li Mama, I have been listening to the queen mother praise the mother mother for your beauty and intelligence, today I finally got to see, if I didn't see you really standing in front of the old slave, the old slave is afraid that he will think that he saw the goddess on the mural." ”

Mama Li said and smiled, and while looking at the situation in the room, her eyes saw the Xipa neatly placed on the bed, and immediately smiled even more, and looked at Bai Qingyi's gaze more and more satisfied.

Bai Qingyi naturally understood what she was looking at, that is, she had ordered Qiu Tang to put it on the bed early in the morning.

As smart as she is, she had already expected that the Queen Mother would send someone over to check it, and this Mama Li would come here, because I was afraid that this would be it.

She raised a soft smile, and said softly in a soft and sweet voice: "Mama Li, Qingyi was about to go to the Queen Mother's palace to ask for peace, but she didn't want Mama to arrive first." ”

She smiled, and the whole room seemed to be lit up a lot.

With a stunning face, Mama Li secretly said in her heart, she has been in the palace for decades, and she has never seen such a beauty, she is really flawless and can't find a flaw, and even more pure as a fairy than the concubine, so that people will naturally give birth to a feeling of being high and unblasphemous at first sight.

After a moment of distraction, Mama Li came back to her senses and glanced at the palace maid on the side, the palace maid nodded lightly, walked to the bed, carefully put the square brocade into the brocade box, and returned to Mama Li.

Seeing this, Mama Li turned her head and looked at Bai Qingyi with a smile and said: "Niangniang, the Queen Mother has ordered, the emperor's canonization will arrive today, you are tired these days, you don't have to go to ask for peace today, it doesn't hurt to go again tomorrow." ”

Bai Qingyi's smile softened, and she blessed her body and said, "The concubine thanked the Queen Mother." ”

Mama Li hurriedly helped her up, and said with a little flattery in her words: "The old slave will definitely bring the filial piety and gratitude of the mother to the queen mother, and ask the mother to wait for the canonization in the palace, and also add a little prince to the emperor as soon as possible." ”

Her face was slightly red, Bai Qingyi thought of the intimacy with Nangong Moye last night, and immediately felt a strange feeling sprouting in her heart, and her eyes were a little unnatural.

When Mama Li saw it, she was shy, so she didn't say anything more, and after saluting, she left the Yuhuan Palace with a group of palace maids.

After they left, the Yuhuan Palace immediately became deserted.

Sitting back in front of the bronze mirror, Bai Qingyi took off the heavy decorations on her head one by one, which she dressed up according to the rules to meet the Queen Mother, and now that she is not going, she naturally takes it off, which is refreshing and refreshing.

Seeing this, Qiu Tang hurriedly stepped forward to help, and while taking down the jewelry for her, he quietly looked at her expression.

But seeing that her face was the same, and she didn't seem to have any reaction when she sat on the stool, she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

Seeing her puzzled look, Bai Qingyi couldn't help but smile and asked, "Silly girl, what are you thinking?" ”

Qiu Tang grew up with the princess by the side of the lord of the country since he was a child, and the princess got married. The lord of the country was not worried about letting her follow Bai Qingyi, others were both respectful and awe-inspiring to her, but she was extremely close, so she blushed and said: "The slave is just curious, the princess and the emperor last night.... Why didn't you react at all like a nobody today? ”

Her face became a little unnatural, Bai Qingyi picked up the sandalwood comb, combed her hair absentmindedly, and said, "You Nizi, what are you thinking about?" Yue'er, I haven't seen you all night, I miss it a little, come and hold it. ”

Qiu Tang thought of Bai Qingyi's blushing and dull eyes this morning, and immediately his face was like fire, as if he saw the fragment of Bai Qingyi's intimacy with Nangong Moye, he was shy, and after hearing Bai Qingyi's words, he hurriedly said: "Yes, the slave will go." ”

After saying that, he hurried out of the room.

After she left, Bai Qingyi put down the sandalwood comb, looked at the reddish kiss marks on her neck reflected in the mirror, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she stroked it gently, as if she could still feel his heat.

Frowning, she sighed, struggling in her heart. Should she accept her fate, or should she keep waiting?

But after all, he is still him, even if she doesn't remember, she has to try him well, he doesn't believe it, he has been together day and night for so long, and he has no impression