Chapter 17 Amorous

The red and purple have turned into dust, and the cuckoo is new in the summer.

Streamers are easy to throw people away, and before you know it, spring is far away, and summer is coming.

The season before the summer solstice always carries the coolness of the old spring.

The tragedy of the lake feast came to an end in the sighs, sighs, and sighs of everyone.

Zhang Guifei's favor is still the same, the gorgeous people are more sharp, and Wu Baolin and the prince in her womb are drifting away.

The emperor, the lord of the harem, seems to be indifferent to this matter, but from Lin Xiurong, who was demoted to a concubine, and Lin's father, who was reduced to a civilian position, his mood can still be spied a little.

After all, it is his own unborn blood and bones.

There are as many beauties in the harem as there are flowers, and they are still full of flowers. One or two withered flowers did not have any effect on the emperor.

After all, his current favorite flower is in full bloom and flourishing.

There has never been anyone like Hua Ying who can use all kinds of novel "little tricks" to make him fascinated, addicted to it, and happy.

However, if you are alone for a long time, it will inevitably attract rumors inside and outside the court.

The rain and dew are evenly stained is the manifestation of the Shengming monarch who is not moved by beauty.

But he is just the head of the business, and he is reluctant to leave the beauty behind.

So I came up with an idea to hide people's ears:

Accompaniment.

When the emperor was dealing with affairs in the study, the careful palace concubine took care of him, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone.

What's more, the red sleeves are even more beautiful.

In this way, you can not only block those gossiping mouths, but also let yourself get what you want.

So, Hua Ying, who received the holy decree, was led to the palace orchid soup.

Lantang is a hot spring in the palace, and concubines need to bathe and cleanse themselves before driving.

Under the service of the palace maid, she took off the hairpin ring, took off her clothes, and slowly approached the soup spring

Hua Ying was in it, feeling the "jade warm hot spring overflowing" and "hot spring water washing cream"......

Spring goes to summer, but the weather is still a little cool, and soaking in hot springs in such weather is undoubtedly not a pleasure.

When the bones are loose and the flesh is lacking, and the will is fluttering, but you can't drink a cup, it is inevitable that there are some regrets.

She asked the palace to bring a pot of wine.

The palace people didn't dare to assert this thing that violated the palace rules, and they didn't dare to offend the favored concubines, so they had to report to the female official in charge.

And the female official was also a little embarrassed, so she reported to the emperor and asked him for instructions.

The emperor was bored waiting for his beauty in the study, but he happened to hear a movement outside, and invited the palace people to inquire and knew Hua Ying's request.

Although she was a little curious that she would take the initiative to ask for wine, she still allowed it and ordered someone to bring her wine and fresh fruit.

Which famous lady drinks when she's alone? Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't help but smile.

Hua Ying in the orchid soup waited for a long time, and when she saw that the palace people had sent something, she picked up the wine jug and poured herself a glass.

The spicy, strong liquid cuts through the throat, adding a hint of unfinished food.

Seeing that there was still a plate of delicate and lovely cherries on the plate, he pinched one and flicked it with his slender fingers.

A tribute that ordinary people have never tasted in their lives, she plays with it as a marble.

At that time, I remembered the poems of my predecessors and couldn't help but read them out: "Hualin is full of fragrant scenery, and Luoyang is full of spring." Zhu Yan is far away, and the emerald shadow is long. Qiao Ke is a bird, and the low branches reflect the beauty. In the past, it was a real garden, and now it is a treasure. ”

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After hearing Hua Ying's request to ask the palace maid to deliver wine, the emperor's heart was like a group of kittens scratching and scratching.

He wanted to see how she was drinking, and it must be different from the average woman.

He wanted to know what new tricks Hua Ying could play?

But because of the rules, he couldn't go to Lantang, after all, the saints had said: Don't look at indecent things.

In the end, he scratched his heart with a hundred claws, and finally decided to take a look.

If it's other concubines, forget it, after all, you have to maintain the majesty of the emperor.

But Hua Ying is different, she is an unruly person, and she has done a lot of rude things in front of him, and he is not afraid that she will see it.

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When he retreated left and right and quietly walked into Lantang, he found that she had once again exceeded his imagination:

She slept gently by the hot spring like a cloud.

The dark clouds of water vapor are arbitrarily commissioned, like ink dyeing clear and cold;

Ice muscle jade bone snow condensation, hot spring water slippery night frost;

The red light gauze skirt is leisurely gathered on the body, and the rouge is the same color;

She turned her back to him and looked down at her shadow in the water like a flower on the water......

Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but look down at her shadow in the water.

The moment his face appeared in the water, she gently picked up the water from the spring with her slender jade hand as if she was unhappy, and splashed him all over his face.

He was blinded, and he only vaguely saw the scarlet color at the end of her eyes......

"How about this beauty soup?"

The beauty is drunk, and the face is drunk.

At this time, she is more presumptuous than ever!

At this time, she is more like a mountain spirit than ever before:

tirelessly sucking in his gaze, his attention, his desires, and even his ...... Love......

After all, every man yearns for such a beautiful female goblin in his heart.

At this moment, he forgot his humility, at this moment he forgot the etiquette, and smiled freely: "What you give, you are...... Superb taste......"

Hearing this, she turned over slightly.

Although she was drunk, her soul was very clear at this moment.

Her soul floated high in the air, really staring at the man in front of her.

She never seemed to look at the man in front of her so seriously:

Throwing away the identity of the emperor and the disguise of a gentleman who is cocooned and self-bound, this man also has a heart-warming calmness and clarity.

Su Su is like the wind of Panasonic, high and slow, which is worthy of people's hearts.

Looking at him like this, Hua Ying laughed in her heart: After all, the game must be evenly matched to be fun.

"Really?" At this moment, Hua Ying's gently lowered voice was as charming as a spider patiently building a web. All in order to wrap the prey in a net.

The emperor naturally noticed this change, but at this time he wanted to let go of the beast in his heart: "Naturally! ”

Hearing this, Hua Ying slowly pushed the tray floating in the water.

In this way, the tray slid to Hua Ying's feet.

Finely carved, calyx-like snow-white lotus feet, gently pick up a cherry on the plate.

Like a gust of wind blowing, and like a cloud drifting in, Hua Ying held the lotus foot of the cherry and slowly pointed to the emperor's side.

He lowered his eyes to the man below, the foot, the cherry......

The trembling and unfalling appearance of the cherry, like a drop of blood on snow-white skin, he felt that he had been bewitched:

He slowly lowered his head......