For a while, the entire Yihe Hall was filled with affection, and Dai Chunrou said again and again: "The emperor has not been to the concubine's Fengyu Palace for more than a month, and the concubines are always looking forward to the emperor coming to Fengyu Palace, the emperor?" ”

Long Qian's eyes shrank, and then he smiled: "It's my negligence, I will care more about the queen in the future." He said this, but there were not many ups and downs in his heart, women have always been his tools, his chess pieces, except for his sister Long Xiying.

It's just that today I feel like I saw Dai Chunrou for the first time, her pitiful appearance, her eyes lined with slightly crystal teardrops are shining in the dark corners, which is more dignified and dignified than before, and more lovable.

For only a moment, Long Qian seemed to be unable to restrain the rolling of his inner desire, and with a wave of his big hand, the door was closed.

"Your Majesty, 、、、、、、 you" Dai Chunrou twisted her waist that was hugged by him uneasily, but she didn't want to be hugged tighter, Long Qian's heavy breathing was heard in her ears, and her hoarse mouth full of temptation took her earlobe: "Empress, you are so beautiful today!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the delicate woman in his arms and entered the inner sanctum.

On the second day, Dai Chunrou stepped on the palace steps with a delicate face, and returned to Fengyu Palace as calmly as a walk, and began to prepare for Long Xiying's birthday.

In the past few days, the dragon city has also been very lively, shrouded in a burst of laughter, the palace is even more colorful, the palace maids, eunuchs can not stop for a moment, busy turning, this festive scene is afraid that it is almost comparable to the emperor ascended the throne for a while.

Princess Xiying is the emperor's only and most favored sister-in-law, even the princes can't catch up, these are things that everyone knows, this time the queen is doing everything to take the opportunity to please the emperor to gain favor.

Soon three days passed, this day, is the birthday of Princess Xiying, and the folk legend is that Princess Xiying, the first beauty of the Dragon Kingdom, as the daughter of the royal family, according to the ancestral system, at the age of sixteen, to take a car around the imperial city, this is the rule, but also the supreme glory, every prince and princess should be like this, and this day happens to be their most beautiful day, even those unfavored princes and princesses will visit the city, because they represent the face of the royal family.

Early in the morning, before dawn, the imperial city was surrounded by the people, men, women and children crowded on the roadside waiting to see the royal majesty, and even ignorant children gathered their heads, squeezed into the crowd with the small size of their bodies, curious and happy to look around.

Many guards guarded on both sides of the road, one to prevent the people from blocking the road, and the other to protect the safety of the princess, this parade is different from the past, they have been cautiously explained before acting, to play the spirit of twelve, must not go wrong, otherwise not only the head of the item is not guaranteed, but also the nine clans!

The teahouses, restaurants, and inns on both sides of the street are also overcrowded, all of them stretching their necks, or half of their bodies are about to lean out of thin air, staring at the exit of the imperial city, looking forward to it.

"Well, good tea," in the private room of the Piaoxiang Teahouse, a woman dressed in an embroidered broken skirt and wearing a veil gently took a sip of the tea in her hand, and the curling heat applied it to it, making the cold and beautiful face looming.