For several days, Zhao Yuanting had never been to Siyao Palace, he was busy with political affairs during the day, and he slept very late at night. Before going to bed, a concubine will come to bed to vent her frustration.

Whenever a concubine goes to bed, Zhang Yaxian is both happy and a little disappointed, and she is very contradictory. She no longer restricts the harem concubines from being pregnant, and when she opens, a few more children in the harem can scatter Zhao Yuanting's thoughts. Zhao Yuanting likes Xia Muyao so much, could it be because Xia Muyao is young, so she can just place Zhao Yuanting's father's love that has nowhere to place?

Everything is Zhang Yaxian's self-speculation, she forgot that among the concubines in the harem, some are one year younger than Xia Muyao, but Zhao Yuanting has never announced her to bed, because she feels that she is too young.

But Xia Muyao is not, even if she was only 13 years old, Zhao Yuanting still regarded her as a woman, she made him touch and kiss **, he has always been in love with her, regardless of age, which is very important.

Xia Muyao was in Siyao Palace, always thinking about Zhao Yuanting's words about taking her to see Huerhe, she was burning hope in her heart, but the sun set again one day, and gradually made herself give up this year.

Zhao Yuanting just said it casually. She didn't believe he was so kind. So Xia Muyao's warm heart gradually became cold again.

And the longing for Huerhe became more and more uncontrollable, she only felt that she was tormented to death every day, she missed his arms, her voice, the way he walked, his majesty and gentleness, his kisses, and his unprincipled love for her......

Just when Xia Muyao was hopeless about this matter, Zhao Yuanting came again, he looked tired, walked to Xia Muyao's side, sat down quietly, and then raised his eyes to look at the flowers blooming in the palace courtyard, and said softly: "It's autumn again." ”

Xia Muyao sighed slightly, but did not speak.

Zhao Yuanting stretched out his hand to hold Xia Muyao's little hand, "Come out and put on a cloak back, don't catch a cold." ”

"Autumn in Beihu is much cooler than this." Xia Muyao said, wanting to pull out her hand, but Zhao Yuanting held it tighter.

"I probably went to Beihu this time last year, and now it's been a year, Pegatron, we haven't seen each other for a year, do you know that in this year, I haven't missed you for a day." Zhao Yuanting looked at Xia Muyao, his eyes were bitter and gentle.

"I knew you would take me back to Dakang, I really shouldn't have saved you in the first place." Xia Muyao said softly.

"Heshuo," Zhao Yuanting felt a pain in his heart, "If I really died, wouldn't you be sad?" ”

Xia Muyao pondered for a while, and replied leisurely: "Naturally, I will be sad, but compared to letting me leave Huerhe, this sadness is not enough." ”

When Zhao Yuanting heard this, he couldn't help but smile sadly, "How great is Huerhe, can you be so admired, I, Zhao Yuanting, also ask myself about his great achievements, a hero, and I take care of you even more, because you resist the fact of being married to me, I also follow you, why did I lose to Huerhe in the end?" ”

Zhao Yuanting's words were true, which made Xia Muyao feel a little in a trance, yes, why?

"Sometimes you have to believe that fate makes people work, and we can't change anything." Xia Muyao replied softly.

"But Heshuo, I, Zhao Yuanting, don't believe in fate, I only believe that my fate is up to me," Saying that, Zhao Yuanting got up and squatted in front of Xia Muyao, looking up at her: "You look at me, Heshuo, I will return all the rivers and mountains of Southern Xia to you, isn't this enough to move you?" ”

Xia Muyao looked at Zhao Yuanting, he and Huerhe are the same age, the same military general, the same eloquence, they are all rare dragons among people in this world, if there is no Huerhe, Zhao Yuanting would have already covered her with ice by now, right?

Somehow, Xia Muyao suddenly felt a sour nose, she closed her eyes, and then said slowly: "But we missed it after all, why don't we let go and be happy." ”

"Without you, what else can I talk about?" The corners of Zhao Yuanting's mouth smiled sadly.

Xia Muyao stopped talking, she couldn't bear Zhao Yuanting's deep love, she only had one heart, and she couldn't love two people.

****

Zhao Yuanting accompanied Xia Muyao for dinner, the osmanthus flowers in the palace bloomed, Zhao Yuanting proposed to go to the imperial garden for a walk, Xia Muyao wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he had lived in Siyao Palace for too long, and it was good to go out for a walk, so he silently followed Zhao Yuanting behind.

Zhao Yuanting walked a few steps, looked back at Xia Muyao's distance from him, and stepped forward to hold her hand: "You and I take a walk, just like in Youfu'an." ”

Xia Muyao didn't say anything, and she didn't try to break free of Zhao Yuanting's hand, she followed him quietly, one was majestic and strong, the other was petite and exquisite, walking together, reflected under the gray bricks and red tiles, very matching and sweet.

The palace people, palace maids, and guards along the way greeted the two of them one after another. Xia Muyao lived in the palace for a few months, and everyone here knew how much the emperor loved her, so they were all very attentive to her, and the items issued to Siyao Palace by the housekeeping department were all equivalent to Fengyi Palace, and sometimes due to Zhao Yuanting's special orders, what Fengyi Palace didn't have, Siyao Palace also had everything.

Xia Muyao naturally didn't pay attention to the palace people who greeted her all the way, she just looked at this place where she had lived since she was a child, and was filled with turbulent memories.

"Speaking of osmanthus, the few plants in the imperial garden are not as good as those of the Jingci Palace, in the Southern Summer, the congenital queen mother loves the fragrance of osmanthus, and because of the homonym of the noble, she planted a lot of plants in her own palace, decades have passed, people are gone, but the osmanthus is lush like a year, blessing future generations." Halfway through, Xia Muyao said softly.

"Then let's go to Jingci Palace for a walk, if the flowers bloom just right, you can also pick osmanthus flowers and make a few jars of osmanthus brewing." Zhao Yuanting heard Xia Muyao say this, so he turned around and walked towards Jingci Palace.

Xia Muyao did not object, and followed quietly.

Zhao Yuanting was a little surprised by Xia Muyao's docility, so he became more and more cautious, for fear of disturbing this rare quiet time.

****

In the Jingci Palace, the concubine was sitting idly playing against another concubine, and suddenly heard the palace people shouting: The emperor is married. Both of them were pleasantly surprised, because in this harem, it was really rare to see Zhao Yuanting.

The two hurriedly greeted them, but when they saw Xia Muyao in Zhao Yuanting's hand, they were slightly stunned, and the two hurriedly greeted Zhao Yuanting.

"Go down, you don't have to accompany you." Zhao Yuanting waved his hand and said to the two concubines.

Xia Muyao didn't look at the two concubines, but stopped her eyes on the osmanthus tree in the palace courtyard, and the fragrance of the courtyard surrounded her, making her mood inexplicably calm and happy.

Zhao Yuanting ordered someone to spread a thick cushion on the stone bench in the palace courtyard, which allowed Xia Muyao to sit, "I've walked all the way, I'm tired, let's rest." ”

Xia Muyao shook her head and slowly turned around in the palace courtyard, "When I was a child, I often came to this courtyard to play, and the concubines who lived in this palace courtyard at that time were very good to me, but unfortunately they all went, and only this courtyard was full of osmanthus flowers. ”

Zhao Yuanting followed Xia Muyao's side and listened to her reminisce about the past, "If you like it here, I will let people vacate this palace courtyard and keep you to come and live in your spare time." ”

When the two concubines heard this, they looked at each other, and couldn't help but glance at Xia Muyao a few times, they always knew that there was a new woman in the palace, and she was favored by the emperor in every way, so she could not ask the queen for peace every day, she had never seen it before, and when she saw it today, she really had the color of a falling city.

They finally understood why the queen was so jealous of this woman, because she was as noble as the emperor, and she had never called herself me in front of anyone.

After staying in Jingci Palace for a while, Zhao Yuanting and Xia Muyao left. Before leaving, Zhao Yuanting instructed the palace people to pick the osmanthus flowers of Jingci Palace and brew a few jars of osmanthus flowers.

"At the end of the year, you and I can drink a few cups of osmanthus brew together." On the way back, Zhao Yuanting said to Xia Muyao.

"How long are you going to keep me in prison?" Xia Muyao couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Yuanting didn't answer immediately, and after being silent for a long time, he said: "Otherwise, I'll take a step back, Heshuo, you help me give birth to a child, and I'll let you go back." ”

Xia Muyao didn't expect Zhao Yuanting to put forward such a condition, and raised her little hand hatefully, wanting to give Zhao Yuanting a slap, but was intercepted by Zhao Yuanting halfway, so she took her in her arms and lowered her head and kissed her.

Zhao Yuanting grabbed Xia Muyao so hard that she couldn't struggle, he kissed her, absorbing the taste he had missed for a long time.

"Peshuo, give me a baby." After the kiss, Zhao Yuanting still said the same.

"Don't think about it." Xia Muyao coldly spit out two words from her mouth.

Zhao Yuanting had already known that Xia Muyao would reject him, but when he heard her answer with his own ears, his heart still hurt a little.

****

Back in Siyao Palace, after Xia Muyao bathed, she drank a cup of nectar tea and rested.

After Xia Muyao fell asleep, Zhao Yuanting walked over from the couch, sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly lay down next to Xia Muyao, he stretched out his hand to untie Xia Muyao's bedclothes, revealing the pink belly pocket inside, as well as Xia Muyao's Shengxue skin, his big hand stroked her shoulder blades, touched into the belly pocket, and held her plump and soft.

But Xia Muyao was still asleep and unconscious.

Tonight, in the cup of nectar tea she drank, Zhao Yuanting added a drowsy drug, and at this moment, no matter what Zhao Yuanting did to her, she was unconscious.

Tonight, in the cup of nectar tea she drank, Zhao Yuanting added a drowsy drug, and at this moment, no matter what Zhao Yuanting did to her, she was unconscious.

Zhao Yuanting hugged Xia Muyao in his arms, he kissed her lips, his big hands roamed over her, and gradually he couldn't hold it, "Heshuo, give me a child, a child with our common blood." ”

Xia Muyao naturally couldn't hear Zhao Yuanting's muttering, and at the moment she was as soft as dough.

Zhao Yuanting looked at Xia Muyao like this, and couldn't help but feel sour and sad in his heart, thinking that he Zhao Yuanting was a hero, and now he had to rely on a cup of drug to occupy a woman's body, and what he was more afraid of was that Xia Muyao woke up, if he learned what he did, what if he really found a short sight?