The winter sun in the north is clean and bright, and after the light fog of the early morning clears, the imperial capital shines in the sun. Glazed gold tiles, crimson palace walls, stone and blue slab bricks, and low ink walls. The plum blossoms in the Imperial Winter Garden are still fragrant, and Xia Zhaoyi, who is warm and orange, stands quietly next to a cluster of red plums, and the delicate red plums reflect the nobility of her body, and she does not lose to any lady in the palace.

Slowly swept around, saw someone walking towards her, and when she got closer, she saw that it was her brother. Xia Wenze changed into a vermilion court dress today, without the shackles of armor, and looked even more long and heroic.

Xia Zhaoyi showed a warm smile, every time this brother walked around his palace, he always attracted some little palace maids to look at him secretly, and when he left, I don't know how many people would bury their heads and sigh, even the personal palace maids around him would always involuntarily blush when they saw him.

In her opinion, her brother is indeed a beautiful man, even on par with the emperor. But the emperor's indifferent monarchy always discourages people. But this is not the case with my brother, who is young and promising, and who has not yet married a wife. After taking off his armor, he makes people feel that he is a humble gentleman, no wonder the palace ladies admire him.

The maids beside him saluted him first, and then he saluted Zhaoyi.

Xia Zhaoyi signaled that he didn't have to be formal, so he smiled and said softly: "The weather is good today, and it is appropriate to go out for a walk." ”

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "Exactly!" My brother is not on duty today, why did he enter the palace? ”

Wen Ze said: "Look at my court clothes, naturally I have just met the emperor." ”

Xia Zhaoyi nodded silently, a trace of imperceptible resentment flashed on her face.

Although it flashed, it did not escape Xia Wenze's sharp eyes. He didn't want his sister to be wronged, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Xia Zhaoyi smiled reluctantly and said, "It's nothing." ”

Wen Ze was silent for a long time, and then said: "I heard that the emperor went to your bedroom on the night of the first day, and Concubine Pei and Concubine Qing complained a lot about it, but they bullied you?" ”

It's okay not to mention it, but when she mentioned this, Xia Zhaoyi suddenly changed color, and the resentment on her face was even worse, and there seemed to be a trace of anger hidden.

Wen Ze frowned and asked, "Sure enough, they bullied you?" ”

Xia Zhaoyi shook her head and said, "No, they didn't bully me." ”

Wen Ze was anxious and asked, "What's going on?" Could it be ...... Is it the emperor? ”

Xia Zhaoyi's face changed again, a drunken red of shame flew up, her eyes glanced at the maid, the maid understood, and the leader led everyone to retreat to the corridor next to her.

The brother and sister stood under the red plum, like fairies in the world.

Wen Ze saw that the matter involved the emperor, so it was not easy to speak, so he only said: "I think the emperor treats you well, at least he still goes to you often." ”

Xia Zhaoyi bit her lip in embarrassment, thinking of that night, she only felt extremely embarrassed......

That night, the emperor seemed to be in a hurry, and when she knelt down to say goodbye, she saw him swaying messily with his colorful silk tied with beautiful jade. He bent down to help her up, she looked up and touched his eyes, still cold and cold, these eyes, when did they contain a smile? Like, only when looking at that person, right?

The emperor is fortunate that there have always been palace people who specialize in serving, but as soon as he came today, he waved his hand to let all the attendants retreat. Xia Zhaoyi's face was red, she was a woman from a family, with a solemn and chaste temperament, and she had never been secretive about the bed.

He looked at her fixedly, and she had no choice but to step forward shyly, and her hands trembled to untie the dragon jade belt around his waist. His gaze fell on the back of her neck, warm. She could feel it, but it didn't feel real—it was her, as if it wasn't. Could it be that there is really a shadow of another person in her?

I was panicked and anxious, and the movements in my hands became more and more clumsy, and I didn't untie it after a few clicks, and beads of sweat oozed from my head.

He smiled lightly, put his hands on her slender jade hands, and said, "Why are you so stupid?" I'd better do it myself. "The voice is actually more indulgent than ever.

She stared at him blankly, he took off his robe and pushed her down on the bed, pressing her under him, tossing and turning.

In the thick of love, she couldn't help whispering, his hand roamed freely on her, layers of pleasure bloomed in her heart, the softness of her chest was controlled, her heartbeat was so fast that she almost wanted to break through her chest, she opened her mouth and whispered, but she was entangled in his thin and cold lips, sucking and sucking, as if to swallow her into her heart.

She has never had a good feeling, and she hugged the most noble man in the world and wanted to be happy with him.

He turned away from her lips, his eyes blurred, and the whispers he whispered made her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar.

"Wan Wan ......"

Is it Wanwan? Is it Wanwan? Shouldn't it be literary?

Xia Zhaoyi's maiden name is Wenxuan, not Wanwan!

He felt her stiffness, got up suddenly, looked slightly embarrassed, and blurted out: "You are not Wanwan." ”

She only felt that the blood that was originally boiling in her body instantly condensed, as if the cold winter north wind was blowing in her heart, with tears in her eyes, and said bitterly: "The concubine is not Wanwan, the concubine is ......"

Before her words landed, he flicked his sleeves and quickly left her body.