Late at night, Hua Mu Yuan.

The cloud sideburns and flowers are shaking, and the hibiscus tent is warm for the spring night.

Under the dim shadow of the lamp, Concubine Fu Guifei lay on her side on the red sandalwood, playing with the autumn leaf-colored curtains.

She wore a pale pink cloud veil shawl, with a charming smile on her lips.

A pair of eyes looked at Xia Wang Jingcheng with affection.

Her long black hair was scattered and her shawl was scattered, and she was smiling and playing with a strand of green silk. The complexion is crimson, and the ten fingers are dyed the color of peonies, which shows that the skin can be broken by blowing, and the face is bewitching and beautiful.

"Your Highness......" She leaned forward and looked at Jing Cheng.

The shawl slowly slips off, with large breasts and a thin waist, graceful and graceful.

Although King Xia moved the folds to Huamuyuan, he didn't take much look at Zhou Wan, who was half-exposed in his shoulders.

Zhou Wan looked at Jing Cheng in the midst of the lights, looked at the side face of this mature and handsome man in a trance, and lowered her head with self-deprecation.

She seemed to see the young man in Tsing Yi who was beating a horse when she was fourteen years old, but she couldn't help but sigh... It's like, if you are over fifty, you must have such calm eyebrows.

"The widow ignored you for half a cup of tea, why did he still feel sorry for himself?" A deep voice came.

Zhou Wan smiled: "No, it's the concubine who can't wait." ”

As she spoke, she walked on the smooth ground with her bare white jade-like feet, leaning on Jing Cheng's arms with flowers and branches. The corners of her mouth were hooked, playing with the bright yellow silk white jade belt on King Xia's body.

"Your Highness, you haven't come to see me for a long time, it's because the dancing girl of the Yanrong mission into the palace is too beautiful, don't you want to be a concubine?" She was aggrieved, the corners of her eyes were red and tears were grunting.

Jing Cheng looked at Zhou Wan who was shrunk in his arms and hugged her thin body, "The widows have all moved the music here." ”

Zhou Wanwan smiled and rubbed Jingcheng's Xiangyun embroidery: "Your Highness, the concubine misses Zheng'er." ”

She no longer looked at the heroic Xia King, and the whole person showed a trace of sadness and depression, "I am just a child, and he is often far away on the border. I wake up in the middle of the night, hoping for him to come back. ”

Jing Cheng surrounded her, still holding a piece of music in his hand: "The widow will often come to Hua Muyuan in the future, let the imperial doctor take a look, don't keep letting you have nightmares, you are now emaciated." ”

Zhou Wan saw that King Xia didn't answer her words, and she was not angry.

"It's good to have a child, it's not lonely whether it's a son or a princess."

A smile appeared on King Xia's meticulous and serious face, he put down the scroll in his hand, hugged Zhou Wan and walked to the couch.

"Your Highness......" Zhou Wan was a little shy, her cheeks were flushed, like a seventeen-year-old girl.

Zhou Wan exudes a faint smell of hibiscus flowers, a delicate rose red ruyi waist inlaid with pink crystal and agate, and a bright pomegranate-colored bright moon pearl in the middle.

King Xia put her on the bed and asked, "Where did you get the girdle?" This night pearl looks like Yan Rong's thing. ”

Zhou Wan was afraid that he would be suspicious, so she hurriedly explained: "The Yan Rong mission paid a lot of tribute a few days ago, has Your Highness forgotten that you gave a lot of rewards to the harem." There are night rhinoceros, garnet agate ears, green jade bracelets, and sika deer carved incense burners. The concubine really likes this waist seal, so I brought it, and I didn't want the other sisters to choose, which is also my fault. ”

Jing Cheng smoothed her soft hair and smiled dotingly: "It's rare that you have something you like, just keep it yourself." ”

Concubine Fu nodded meekly.

King Xia's eyes glanced at the bright moon pearl that he wanted to see again, the color was good, and there was a slight orange-red light.

Even if Yanrong is rich in bright moon beads, such quality is extremely rare. I have seen Yan Rong's tribute, but I don't remember that there is such a waist seal.

However, this does resemble Yan Rong's stuff.

Zhou Wan saw King Xia's expression, and felt that if she deliberately changed the topic, it would inevitably be too conspicuous, so she could only say to herself: "The night is lonely, and this bright moon pearl glows in the dark, making people feel warm." Even if His Highness doesn't accompany his concubines, I'm not afraid of the dark. You can't take it away.

”

Zhou Wan said aggrievedly, but she still stood sideways and pressed the neck blades of the Xia King as if flattering. He closed his eyes and secretly enjoyed it.

"The concubine heard that the minister Zhang Zhong hugged a white and chubby granddaughter a few days ago?"

"Yes, the widow also ordered someone to send some congratulatory gifts."

Zhou Wan thought about it for a while, and said lightly: "The concubine is also old, and she also wants to have a lovely grandchild, so there is hope for this life." ”

King Xia said thoughtfully: "Jing Zheng has never married a wife, but he has accepted some dancing girls and singers, which is too playful." A few years ago, your father, Zhou Binzhao, begged the widow to give him the youngest daughter of the Zhang Zhong family in marriage. It's a pity that his daughter is unwilling, Zhang Zhong is old and has a daughter, so he is naturally very fond of it, so forget it. The widow is also wondering if there is a woman of the right age to marry Jing Zheng. ”

Zhou Wan just wanted to get to the point, and didn't want to talk too much.

She smiled softly: "Your Majesty is worried, and the concubine will thank Zheng'er for you." ”

She said softly and softly, hugging King Xia's waist from behind.

The curtain was lowered, and the night was silent.

After a long time, a faint sigh came from the tent.