Jun drunk followed the chief eunuch into the palace and traveled all the way to Xiaoyuntan.

There was no one around Xiaoyuntan, a small boat was parked on the lake, and the chief eunuch bowed respectfully and left.

Jun got drunk and got on the boat, propped up the penny and headed towards the depths of the lotus.

In the evening, the clouds on the horizon are scattered like fire, and the water surface of Xiaoyuntan is reflected in red.

The boat trampled on the shadow of the lake, and when it reached the vicinity of the lotus bush, the boat turned a corner, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

The pink lotus flowers are in full bloom, and the wind blows and the flowers curl on the water.

However, what is more beautiful than this beauty is the people in the lotus bush.

The little emperor was wearing a light gauze coat, his black hair was like a waterfall, his skin was white and snowy, and the carcass under the gauze was faintly visible when the wind blew, and he was unbelievably beautiful.

Hearing a sound behind her, she turned her head, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her cherry lips were like fire, as if ten thousand rays of light on the horizon had been cut into this person, turning into a charm that could ignite people.

can be so bewitching, but her expression is cold, and a pair of phoenix eyes are half-closed, covering the light of her sharp eyes.

The two ships approached, and the little emperor's boat swayed slightly, and she stood a little unsteadily, but her back was still straight.

Jun's drunken eyes became heavier and heavier.

He stepped onto the little emperor's ship, and the hull shook more and more obviously.

The fragrance of lotus flowers faintly came, lingering around the two of them.

Jun drunk approached and picked up her shirt lightly.

The little emperor pursed his lips, his hands clenched into fists, and his hand bones turned white, but in the end he did not resist.

Jun drunk chuckled and grabbed her and pressed her down on the boat.

Slowly, slowly the boat began to rock.

The jade-like hand gripped the edge of the boat, and after a while, a dull moan of being suppressed was heard.

The later it gets, the person who was crushed under him when the moon was on the willow tops still couldn't stand it and fainted.

With the starlight of the boat, Jun Zui took her into his arms, and an indescribable sourness appeared on his face that had always been smiling.

Why is it that when we hug each other, we are so close, but I don't feel warm anymore?

It's obviously close at hand, but it's at the end of the world.

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The day after Xiaoyuntan, a large amount of disaster relief silver was transported from Beijing to the north.

With the prime minister in person, the officials below did not dare not be unwilling.

After the flooding passed, the emperor's reputation for the world spread throughout Xiling again, and for a while, whether it was the court or the people, there were voices praising the emperor.

It's just that the ministers of the DPRK and China feel a little puzzled, why it is obviously a good thing, but the emperor does not seem to be particularly happy.

The officials and households all received it, but the little emperor did not make any further moves.

Jun was drunk as usual, and from time to time he came to the palace to force the little emperor to crouch under him.

What the little emperor is planning, Jun Zui fully understands, but he doesn't pierce it.

He waited for her to get it back a thousand times over.

When she felt that she was going to succeed, he would ruin everything she had carefully arranged, and let her know that she would never escape his control in her life.

The little emperor had no idea that her plan had been fully known, and she thought that what she was doing was very hidden.

In September, the golden cinnamon in the Imperial Garden blooms.

For the first time, the little emperor took the initiative to invite the prime minister to come to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers.

When Jun was drunk, he saw that there was no one around, except for the little emperor sitting under the osmanthus tree.

She was dressed in a light-colored robe, her long hair was simply tied up, and she was drinking under the tree.