For the first time since the paddock, the emperor turned over the sign of Yongcui, Zhang Fuxin waited until late in the bedroom of the Qiancang Palace, and did not see the shadow of the emperor, under the soothing of Long Yanxiang, she fell asleep on the cushion in a groggy state.

In the palace, the throne on the high platform reflected a strange light, and hideous thorns slowly grew from under the seat, slowly climbing up, the woman on the throne did not move, allowing these thorns to penetrate into her flesh and blood, Zhang Fuxin wanted to escape when he saw such a scene, but he couldn't do anything under his feet.

The Jin Fenghua dress on the woman's body has been riddled with holes, stained with mottled blood, her face is as stiff as a puppet, and her thick eyebrows are like ink, and a pair of eyes with strange light, that is, Zhang Fuxin's face.

Zhang Fuxin wanted to scream, but found that no sound came out of her throat, and she covered her mouth.

In a moment of panic, the woman on the throne disappeared, leaving behind a pool of black blood stained the seat, and the thorns that were wrapped around the chair suddenly stretched out, and climbed from the ground little by little, hundreds and thousands, intertwined with each other, and even the spikes on the thick vines were still wriggling, but she could not move.

All around, darkness began little by little, eroding the place where she stood, and in a panic, she fell into the blind spot and closed her eyes in despair.

Let's go. A warm palm stretched out to her, and she slowly opened her eyes and wondered, is it Your Majesty? The other party was like a blurry light, and his face was not clear.

Zhang Fuxin couldn't help but stretch out her hand, and at that moment, the blur gradually became clear, and she couldn't help but be stunned, if it wasn't Your Majesty, how could it be him!

"I've kept you waiting."

When she woke up from the dream, the nightmare was still lingering in front of her eyes, but seeing the emperor sitting aside, she straightened her posture after waking up a little, got up and said, "Concubine, please say hello to Your Majesty." ”

The emperor's tone was flat: "No need to be polite. ”

Zhang Fuxin rubbed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty has been here for a long time, and you won't wake up the concubine." She put on her gauze clothes, her eyes were like moonlight, and she quipped, "Leave the concubine alone with Duke Zhou." ”

The emperor seemed to look tired, holding a teacup in his hand, and showed a gentle smile, "I envy you for sleeping sweetly, so I let you sleep for a while." ”

Zhang Fuxin blinked: "It turns out that the Son of Heaven also has times when he is envious of others." She took off the teacup in the emperor's hand, poured water for him again, and said gently, "It's late at night, Your Majesty drink water." ”

"It's common for me to deal with government affairs and have insomnia." He shook his head and said, drinking tea at this time feels bitter and tasteless, it is really better to replace it with cold boiled water, and the mind of the person in front of him is very coincidental.

"Then Your Majesty will sleep peacefully tonight." Zhang Fuxin served the emperor in a loose robe, and in that moment, she felt very confused, and her smile and movement slowed down.

The emperor smiled, "It means that if you serve on the side, I can feel at ease tonight?" "Hand over the robe" I know you can tell a story, so I might as well pick up on what I told before. ”

Zhang Fuxin lightly extinguished the candlestick in the dormitory, leaving the last one close, and took it upon himself to replace the rich ambergris in the incense burner with elegant narcissus incense, and came to him, "The concubine remembered a story in the Fuxing Inn. ”

The emperor made a comfortable "um" sound, "What are you selling this time?" ”

Zhang Fuxin shook his head and smiled, "The inn welcomed a foreign businessman, passing by here, he stayed in it." ”

"There was a cruel king in his country, and he had to marry a woman every day for the night, and the next day he would kill her and marry again, and so on and over again, and in three years, he had killed a thousand women."

"The king of a foreign country has no official constraints, let alone the faces of courtiers and relatives, and is not bound by etiquette. The emperor tried his best not to let his voice be dyed with too much emotion, but behind this cold Yi, there was also a potential for helplessness.

"Your Majesty's Chosen One." Zhang Fuxin thought about it, and after weighing the amount of words, he said this sentence, and his tone was smooth and soft.

The Emperor rubbed his fingers over the hair of the man in his arms, and he didn't say no, he enjoyed the silence very much, and took the distance.

Zhang Fuxin said in a recounted voice, "The prime minister of that country has a daughter named Rude, and took the initiative to ask her father to marry the king, the prime minister was very angry and didn't want her daughter to die, but Rude said that she had a way to save the women of the country, seeing that her daughter was so persistent, the prime minister sent her to the palace, after Rude entered the palace, he told the king a story at night, but only talked about the beginning of the process, not the end, when it came to the critical time, the sky was bright, and the king left her in order to listen to the end of the story, and it was still the same on the second and third days, So Ruud's death was delayed day after day, and her story was endless, each more wonderful than the other, until finally the king was moved to be exempted from capital crimes, and no one ever died innocent again. ”

The emperor has slept very well after hearing this, but Zhang Fuxin is cautious, and her eyes are still wide, in fact, this is the first time she has spent the night in the Qiancang Palace, and after sleeping before, she will be sent back to Huaqing Palace, not only her, the emperor rarely leaves his concubines.

Zhang Fuxin looked at the intricate dragon patterns on his body, and sighed that although the embroidery girl in Beijing is famous, it is still the embroidery girl in the palace who is better than the embroiderer.

The emperor didn't give her a favor today, just a simple casual conversation, his nose was very straight, his appearance was very heroic, his eyelashes were very long when his eyes were closed, and his lips were pale in color, but there was always a taste of not being angry and arrogant.

As soon as the hour arrived, Coats entered the hall and bowed down to evoke, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up." ”

The emperor was still in the fog, Zhang Fuxin immediately woke up first, looked out the window, the sky was already clear, not completely bright, the birds outside had been caught by the palace people, mainly because he was afraid that the emperor would not sleep well in the morning and would get tired of the birds.

Gao Shi glanced at Zhang Fuxin, and then shouted twice, "Emperor, Emperor." ”

The Emperor sat up after a few breaths, and Coats stepped forward to serve with his boots, while Zhang Fuxin knelt on the side of the couch and waited, and the Emperor turned his head to look at her, "If you are sleepy, lie down and sleep for a while." ”

Zhang Fuxin didn't lie down, and smiled at him lightly: "Concubine, you are of one heart and one mind." ”

While the emperor was stretching his arms and dressing, he thought for a while and said, "You can stay tonight, and someone will send you back to the palace later." ”

"Your Majesty, are you not flopping the cards tonight?" Coats asked as he fastened the buckle.

Unexpectedly, the emperor glanced at him: "Gao Shi, your ears have been getting worse and worse recently?" ”

Gao Shi hurriedly smiled and said, "The slave knows, congratulations to Zhang Cairen." Fastening the last button, he shook off the dust and stood in front of the door to welcome the emperor out to the court.

Zhang Fuxin was slightly stunned, his face looked into the emperor's eyes, and the pear nest swirled lightly, he felt that although she was not amazing, she could always bloom her brilliance bit by bit.