In the first year of the Qingdi of Dongling, late autumn in September, Yonghua Palace.

"Chu Chen!" Zixi woke up in a cold sweat and sat up suddenly.

In the eyes that suddenly opened, there was a look of horror and horror that had not had time to fade.

"Your Majesty!" A clear and rapid sound of footsteps sounded outside, breaking the long silence of the night, "Your Majesty is okay?" ”

The two palace maids stood outside the dragon curtain, their eyes lowered in fear.

As the palace maid's voice fell, the nine hanging dragon pattern palace lamps lit up in the dormitory, instantly illuminating the originally dimly lit palace.

The sweat on Zixi's forehead was crystal clear, and her peerless face was pale and colorless.

Unconsciously clenching the corners of the quilt in front of her, she slowly turned her head, staring at the strange and somewhat familiar scenery in front of her.

The palace lights are dense, and the bead curtains are heavy.

Noble and gorgeous palace, magnificent decoration.

The soft tent of purple silk smoke and light yarn hanging in front of the couch fluttered lightly in the wind, reflecting the two respectful figures standing outside the tent.

There was an unsettling silence in the dormitory.

Zixi raised his hand and looked at his white and slender jade fingers, his eyes seemed to be surprised and happy, and he seemed to be sad and painful.

The color of the heart of the eyes continued to change, and finally with the drooping eyes, it turned into nothingness.

"Your Majesty......" A hoarse magnetic voice next to him sounded, stimulating Zixi's eardrums, "What's wrong with Your Majesty?" ”

Hearing this voice, Zixi shivered excitedly.

Suddenly turning his head, his sight touched a handsome but disheveled young man, his chaotic brain instantly became sober, and Zixi's eyes gradually became cold.

Memories poured into my head like a sea of memories.

In the autumn of the second year of the Qingdi, September 18, he was the first man to sleep after ascending the throne...... It's the man in front of you.

What's his name?

"Chu Chen......" Zixi whispered in a low voice, and his hand unconsciously stretched out to his face, caressing his chin as if affectionately.

The man's delicate and beautiful silhouette became more and more supple and obedient under the palace lamp, and the admiration in his eyes was very strong, "Your Majesty, let's go to bed." ”

Hit the sack?

Zixi smiled calmly, his slender fingertips touched an unevenness, a cold glow flashed in his eyes, and then he quickly pointed at several key points around his body, and the man was instantly frozen and unable to move.

"Your Majesty?" There was a trace of uneasiness almost imperceptibly in his eyes, and a look of astonishment appeared on the man's face, "What did the minister do wrong?" Tonight is our cave room candle night......"

Candle night in the cave room?

What a beautiful statement.

"The candles in the cave room are a saying only for ordinary couples." Zixi smiled lightly.

In the emperor's house, this is just an ordinary bedding, and it is also the first night after she ascended the throne, from a girl to a woman.

Zixi's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he lifted the brocade dragon pattern quilt, and slowly sorted out his slightly messy bedclothes, his tone was so calm that it was uneasy, "You didn't do anything wrong." ”

The wrong person has always been her, who has been fooled and cannot distinguish between loyalty and treachery, so that she ...... personally buried the huge country of Tanglin.

There was a sudden bone-crushing pain in my heart.

Zixi pursed her lips, closed her eyes gently, and calmly suppressed the surging murderous aura in her internal organs.