Ten years of living in a simple house, Fan Huifei no longer knows the emperor's face, and the green lantern ancient Buddha is her companion, which makes her still 20 years old, but she only recites scriptures and eats fast like an eighty old woman. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhu Youxiao approached, he also had the illusion of walking into the deep mountain nunnery, only to see that the furnishings in the house were not only simple, because there were almost no furnishings, there was only a desk in the center of a hall in Nuoda, there was a Buddhist shrine in front of the desk, and a futon was placed under the desk.

There is a book table on the right side of the hall, the book table is only pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the ruler is pressed by the copied scriptures, although the content can not be seen clearly from a distance, but it can also be seen that the handwriting is beautiful, and the show is wise.

Behind the half-open wooden screen on the right side of the hall, there is an old bed with old curtains, the bed is only a layer of bedding, a layer of borderless mats, a pillow with exquisite embroidery, and there is nothing else except a string of Buddhist beads hanging next to the pillow.

The futon jacket is a common Jiangnan floral cloth, but a patched place is embroidered with a blooming peony, which is more and more bright and dazzling on the old futon, and it can also be seen that this Fan Huifei is also a clever person.

But despite this, Zhu Youxiao was still quite surprised, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't believe that the concubine of an emperor would live in such poverty.

"Immediately take me to the celebrant and tell Wang Chengen that the young eunuch of the Zhidian Prison who was dismissed by me before does not need to stay, and the East Factory will strictly inspect his home!"

Zhu Youxiao called the eunuch Ding Xizhong over, and whispered a few words, although this Concubine Fan Hui may be advocating thrift by nature, after all, most of these concubines selected by the draft are from civilian families, and there is no good or bad life for them, but now they are the concubines of their own emperor, but the house is so standard, which is completely inconsistent with the etiquette system, it is impossible to say that this palace eunuch has not filled his private pockets.

What's more, although Zhu Youxiao said that he had not been to the East Sixth Palace much, he had issued an edict since he had divided most of the dividends from the royal capital, and allocated a total of not less than 10 million yuan to the direct palace eunuch to improve the lives of the people in the palace, but now the life of the concubine is still poor, if he does not kill the direct palace eunuch, no one knows how serious the corruption in this harem will be.

Concubine Fan Hui didn't know that because she had made a dignified four-grade straight palace supervisor change from being dismissed to being directly killed in an instant, at this time she was the second time to see her majesty, although she had been fasting for many years, but she was still a little flustered, and she didn't hear what Zhu Youxiao said, she only stood with her head down, and her long hair that almost covered her waist covered her slightly red cheeks.

Zhu Youxiao turned around at this time and looked at this Fan Huifei, seeing that although she was wearing a layer of semi-new beige clothes, she could also see that she was slender, Yingying could hold it, and her chest was bulging.

"Raise your head and let me take a good look", Zhu Youxiao said, this Fan Huifei raised her head, half-folded her hair fell behind her ears, and her beautiful plain makeup appeared in front of Zhu Youxiao, there was no dai between the eyebrows, but it came with a cage of cold smoke, her beautiful eyes were round, and she seemed to be as flawless as she was a girl, she had never been dyed with any variegation, she squinted her eyes slightly, it seemed that she was still sleepy, her cheeks were slightly red, as if she had applied thin fat, her slightly pointed chin was pink and tender, and her cherry lips were pursed tightly, slightly delicate.

Zhu Youxiao was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, a little unable to take a step, showing embarrassment.

The new young eunuch Ding Xizhong and Lao Gong'e both consciously withdrew and closed the door.

The moonlight was like a wash, the lights were flickering, and time suddenly stood still in this moment, and the whole space was completely isolated in a trance, and it was like a rushing stream suddenly frozen, except for the sound of heartbeat and rapid breathing, there seemed to be no murmur.

"Slave maid makes tea for His Majesty!"

Concubine Fan Hui suddenly rushed into the back room like a flustered rabbit, and suddenly rushed into the back room with a word, turning over the upside-down teacup in a panic, carrying the teapot, and was about to make tea.

This move broke the tranquility and made the whole world suddenly more disordered, Zhu Youxiao came directly and hugged Fan Huifei, this hug, Fan Huifei seemed to be frozen, the teapot in her hand stopped in mid-air, and she didn't move.

Zhu Youxiao greedily inhaled the flustered body fragrance in Fan Huifei's hair, touched the lotus root arm holding the teapot with his right hand, and forcibly snatched the teacup held by Fan Huifei's soft hand in his hand, and then fell directly to the ground, without even having time to put it back on the table.

Syllable!

The sound of the teapot breaking once again pierced the quiet night sky, but it was like a war drum that ignited a raging fire in Zhu You's heart.

Zhu Youxiao suddenly picked up Concubine Fan Hui directly and rushed directly to the old bed, which was quite old.

The creaking sound was accompanied by the sound of undressing, making the old bed seem to fall apart in an instant.

The hot air had been lit in a trance by the faint candlelight, but two silhouettes were reflected in the curtains, and the two silhouettes were like cranes dancing in the wind, sometimes spreading their wings and sometimes merely snuggling against each other.

I don't know how long it took, after the war, Zhu Youxiao was already so tired that he fell asleep, his breathing was even, his breath was steady, and his sharp energy was stored.

But Fan Huifei's eyes were wide at this time, looking intently at the mass of cross-necked mandarin ducks on her head, her mind was blank, and her body was numb as if it didn't belong to her, but there was still some faint pain in the lower part of the body, which made her know that she seemed to have changed from a virgin to a young woman who was menstruating.

Since entering the palace at the age of fourteen, it has been almost twenty-four years now, and it has been a full ten years now, although the moment she first entered the palace ten years ago, she was psychologically prepared to become a woman, but she didn't expect to wait for ten years, so much so that she thought that maybe there would not be such a level again, and she would still be accompanied by the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha, and die quietly in this Jingren Palace.

In addition to the first few years of playing with the sisters in the palace, but since encountering one or two things that frustrated people's hopes, she has already looked down on everything, every day but reciting Buddhist scriptures, raising flowers and reading, and repeating the cycle, several years Shaoguang spent in this peaceful life, but she never thought that at this moment, her peaceful life was broken, broken by a man who almost forgot about herself.

Concubine Fan Hui didn't seem to remember what she had done just now, what Her Majesty had done to her, and even forgot what it was like, but she still couldn't help but have a light smile on the corner of her mouth, and a warm current seemed to be flowing all over her body, making her blood, which had been cold for several years, regain its temperature at this time.

Concubine Fan Hui only turned around at this time to look at Zhu Youxiao, she had almost forgotten what His Majesty Principal Zhu You looked like, but at this moment, it looked so familiar, she even boldly leaned over, pecked Zhu Youxiao lightly on the forehead, and then suddenly returned to her position in a panic, and laughed evilly.