Duan Yulin pulled Deng Zhenxuan over the clouds and rain three or two times, and did not stop until he was sweating all over. He fell back on the bed, gasping for air, as if all his strength had been drained.

"Why is the emperor so enthusiastic today? It's so noisy that the concubines can't bear it! Deng Zhenxuan slammed the emperor's chest with a satisfied face.

The thrill of reaching the peak has long since vanished, and Duan Yulin now only has the feeling of prostration after strenuous exercise. At this time, his chest was uncomfortable, he gently put Deng Zhenxuan's head down, and gasped: "Good, let me rest for a while......"

Deng Zhenxuan lay back in place, pursed his lips secretly, and said in his heart: "If you can't do it, don't do it, and you will be physically exhausted!" "The emperor is over forty years old, and he is old!

Duan Yulin, who calmed down, couldn't help but laugh at himself, what happened today? How can it be so "impulsive"? He has always known moderation, why can't he control it today? Is it because the delicate figure of Bilang is always dangling in front of him during the day, which arouses his emotions? No, no, no! As soon as he thought of Bilang's weak willow Fufeng's figure, Duan Yulin's blood was about to surge again!

Of course, Duan Yulin would not have thought that it was not the little goblin Bilang who disturbed his "restlessness", but the fruit vinaigrette prepared by the little goblin for him and the big tonic ingredients in the two meals. (Mutton is hot, vinegar is sweet and warm, and it is easy to make fire and blood when eaten together)

"Xuan'er, do you have food here? I suddenly wanted to eat. "Duan Yulin wants to eat something refreshing right now.

"There should be some leftover of the honeydew melons and watermelons from the cellar sent to the concubines by the imperial dining room today. If the emperor doesn't mind, the concubine asks Fengxin to send it in? "Deng Jixuan likes to eat melons and fruits the most, and the imperial dining room will send some every day in order to appease her. She couldn't help but wonder a little, today's emperor was really abnormal!

"Very good, very good, go ahead." Duan Yulin urged her to hurry up.

After eating the fruit, Duan Yulin felt refreshed, so he hugged Deng Jixuan and fell asleep peacefully.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, I felt weak in my body, and I vomited and had stomach pain when I got off the court! Please come to the doctor to take a look, only to know that it was the watermelon last night that was bad.

The mutton in the dinner is sweet and hot, while the watermelon is cold, and a mixture of cold and hot will hinder the spleen and stomach. In addition, Duan Yulin ate it last night after intercourse and when Yang Qi was the weakest, which is more likely to cause spleen and stomach dysfunction.

After the last time the imperial doctor diagnosed the emperor, he found that the emperor's kidneys were somewhat deficient, so he was advised to eat more yang-replenishing foods, but he should be restrained in sexual affairs. Otherwise, what is added will be leaked out, and the effort will be in vain.

Duan Yulin also wanted to follow the doctor's instructions to "be strict with himself", but every time he ate those big supplements, and then saw the "pendulum" of Bilang, the evil fire in his lower abdomen gushed up! A few times, he even wanted to pull Bilang over to "rectify the Fa on the spot", but whenever his desire gradually rose, Bilang avoided him at the right time.

This night, the emperor wanted to burn again, and Bilang hurriedly put down the work in his hand and hid. It wasn't until the people from the Jingshifang came that the emperor turned over the sign of the cherry concubine that Bilang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she remembered the teachings of the queen mother.

Bilang couldn't help but recall the conversation with the queen mother.

On that day, Feng Wu leaned lazily on the beauty couch, playing with a small and delicate incense powder box in her hand. Her phoenix eyes closed slightly, but her spirit was not detached from paying attention to Bilang: "Bilang, this palace will arrange an errand for you to walk in front of the palace, don't live up to the expectations of this palace." ”

"Thank you for your grace, the slave will naturally do her best to do things for Niangniang! However, after all, the time for the slave to be a palace maid is still short, and this time she will serve in front of the palace. Bilang is humble and studious, which is also one of the reasons why Feng Wu takes a fancy to her.

"Walking in front of the emperor is the easiest to win the emperor's favor and reward. What's more, you look so smart, there is nothing you don't like if you are a man, so the emperor will definitely be very satisfied with you. Even...... You may be put to bed. Hearing the word "waiter", Bilang's eyes lit up obviously, and then quickly covered it up. Feng Wu took in the changes in her mood, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly: "But don't be too happy." As the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and serving in front of the emperor is both easy to be rewarded and the most likely to be sinned. If you're not careful, you're going to lose your head! ”

Bilang hit a spirit, she doesn't want her head to move! The years are just right, and she still wants to live a good life for a few more years.

Seeing that Bi Lang was scared, Feng Wu chuckled: "You don't have to be too afraid, this palace is just telling you the stakes." Besides, the emperor is a Ming monarch and will not punish the palace people for no reason. Just when Bi Lang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Wu changed his words: "However, you have to promise this palace, no matter how much the emperor loves you, or even hints at your desires, you can't respond to the emperor." You can't even give the emperor a bed! Feng Wu's tone was serious, and there was no room for negotiation.

Bilang was unwilling, and was anxious to speak quickly, and opened his mouth to ask: "Why is this?" "If the emperor is willing to favor her, won't she be able to fly up the branches and become a phoenix? Once she becomes a concubine, she can be on an equal footing with Begonia!

How could Feng Wu not guess Bilang's careful thoughts? She calmly explained: "You don't even have to go to Shougong Sand now, and being found is a dead end!" Do you still want to serve the Holy One as 'unclean'? Aren't you afraid of provoking Long Yan's wrath? Feng Wu closed her eyes and locked her eyes full of disdain in her eyelids.

"But, the queen mother, the slave is indeed still a virgin! Even if there is no Shougong Sand, as long as it is ...... As long as the servant is over, the emperor will understand that the slave and maid are innocent! Bi Lang argued with reason, and Feng Wu secretly mocked her for being naïve.

"Don't talk about this, this palace asks you, do you want to be with the emperor for a long time? Or do you want to guard a gorgeous palace, look forward to the stars, and wait for the emperor to be blessed with you? ”

"The slave maid naturally wants to serve Junban for a long time!" If you become the emperor's concubine, you can never leave the palace, isn't this the longest-lasting companion?

"Then do you think it's because the palace maid has been with the emperor for a long time? Or is it a concubine for a long time? "Such a simple arithmetic problem will not fail to be calculated.

The palace people in front of the emperor had to follow the emperor for at least eight or nine hours every day, and they couldn't leave the whole day and night when they were on duty; And the palace concubines just enjoy the few short hours of reunion every month, not to mention some unfavored concubines, and there are also those who can't see the emperor for the whole month.

"Niangniang means ......" Bilang was clever, as if she could guess a little bit of the queen's thoughts.

"That's right, this palace just wants you to be the emperor's palace maid for a long time! Qingque is old, she needs a suitable successor, and Hongu feels that you are the most suitable to sit in this position. Feng Wu directly pointed out his intentions.

Bilang hesitated, she respected Qingque very much, and even dreamed of becoming a high-level palace maid like her. But when she thought of Begonia turning from a humble subordinate to a master, she was unwilling to be a palace maid who was slaughtered forever!

Bilang finally said his heart: "Forgive the slave maid for being blunt, the palace maid who has a face is still a subordinate after all, how can she compare to the scenery of being the master?" ”

"Confused!" Feng Wu sat up, shook her head disapprovingly, and said, "Do you really think Qingque is just a subordinate?" Her status in the emperor's mind is only heavier than those old concubines! This palace tells you that in the years that Qingque has been on an errand, no master has dared to give her a look! Even the emperor himself treated her with great courtesy. But if you look at those concubines, how many of them are long-lasting? The one who has fallen out of favor, the one who has gone into the cold, the one who is crazy...... Ubiquitous! Do you want to be one of them? ”

Qingque is forty-five years old this year, and has been serving by the side of the former emperor since the time of the secession and melee; Coupled with the time spent for Duan Yulin as a palace maid, he has been a messenger for more than 20 years in total. Everyone in the palace respects her, and her status in this palace is even higher than that of some unfavored concubines!

"Of course the slave doesn't want to!" Bilang has been in Dahan for a long time, and she is used to seeing the high and low of the harem, how can she not understand the hardships of the survival of the disgraced concubines?

"That's right! Do you think about why the blue finch has stood for so many years? The emperor's respect is one thing, but the wisdom of her choice is the key. Qingque was also a dignified beauty back then, and the first emperor also intended to accept her as a concubine, but she categorically refused.

Feng Wu guessed that Qingque may not be ruthless to the first emperor, otherwise she would not have been wearing the sapphire peacock hairpin that given by the emperor. But as smart as her, how could she not see through the transience and coldness of the emperor's love? Rather than being disgusted by men, it is better to accompany him like this, and he will miss you until he dies.

"Mother, the slave is really ...... Is it really impossible to keep the emperor's heart? "Bilang is making her last struggle.

In order to make Bilang die, Feng Wu threw the history of Tong at hand to Bilang. Bilang picked it up and flipped through the pages one by one, and found that the emperor did not stay in the harem for many days every month, and every time he was summoned, most of them were Rui Gui Concubine and Ying Gui Concubine; She carefully studied the records of Begonia's bedtime, and found that Begonia was only favored in the first few months, and since the return of the Holy Driver's southern tour, the number of times Begonia was summoned has decreased significantly.

"See? Got it? This palace will give you a day, and you will reply to this palace after you have thought about it carefully. Feng Wu lost patience with Bilang a little, and waved his hand to order him to retreat.

Bi Lang's hands holding Tong Shi trembled uncontrollably, and at the same time, her heart was also pulled apart. The future imperial maid and low-grade concubine, how should she choose?

Miao Qing took Tong Shi away from Bilang's hand, and kindly reminded her in her ear: "Girl, you have to think clearly, there will be no such shop in this village after this village." Miao Qing Nunu motioned for her to look at the queen.

Bilang looked up, only to see Feng Wu close her eyes again, her brows tightly locked, obviously an impatient reaction. Bilang panicked, she couldn't let go of this opportunity to turn over! She subconsciously pounced at the queen's feet, holding Feng Wu's shoes and kowtowing: "Queen Mother, the slave has thought about it!" Everything is up to the mother's arrangement! If the mother asks the slave to do it, the slave and the maid will definitely go to the soup; The mother does not allow the slave to do it, and the slave and the maid will not be disobedient if they are killed! ”

The corners of Feng Wu's mouth rose, and she slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes were full of light. She patted Bilang on the shoulder and praised, "This is a good and smart girl!" You must remember what you have said, and you must not disobey the orders of this palace. Rest assured, this palace will not harm you. As he spoke, he helped Bilang up.

Feng Wu is not afraid that Bilang Yang will disobey Yin, because she has pinched Bilang's death hole. And this dead hole, even Bilang himself doesn't know where it is.

"Yes, slave and maid obey!" Bilang nodded heavily. Regardless of whether the queen really helps her or not, she can only rely on the queen in the future.

"That's good. Come, this reward for you. Walking in front of the Imperial Palace, the most important thing is your posture. The palace has prepared a few decent clothes for you, and this fragrant powder is the emperor's favorite taste. Remember to apply some when you are on an errand, and the emperor's mood will be even happier. Feng Wu gently stuffed the incense powder box in her hand into Bilang's hand and smiled at her with relief.