The east wind on the night of the last spring in April, the east wind is more red.

The remnant red does not know the old dream is broken, and the dream is broken in the east of the Jiangnan Painting Hall.

The emperor was stunned for a moment, his blood was open, and he swallowed his saliva, and stared obsessively with his mouth open.

Yuwei lowered her head for a long time, but did not see the emperor's brother-in-law answer, so she secretly raised her eyes, but caught a glimpse of the emperor's gaffe, only then did she realize that she was still wearing pajamas, and hurriedly got up and retreated behind the screen to change clothes.

Although Yuwei has the intention to please the emperor, after all, she is still a yellow-haired girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, and she also knows how to be ashamed.

After changing clothes, Yu Wei sat down again, and in order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Yu Wei asked, "Your Majesty, brother-in-law, why didn't Yu Wei see my sister after entering the palace for a few days?" What happened to her? Is it seriously ill? ”

"Your sister has just left the palace to relax, and it may take some time to return."

Suddenly asked about Murong Ningyan, the emperor gradually returned to normal, and he didn't know where Murong Ningyan went, so he replied weakly.

"Since my sister is not in the palace, it will be inconvenient for Yuwei to live here, so Yuwei should go back first, right?"

Growing up in Shuiyunjian since childhood, he also learned some means, coupled with Murong Ningshuang's words and deeds, he already has tricks in Yuwei's heart. Knowing that the emperor is interested in him, he wants to make a move, and try it to see how it works.

"What's inconvenient, I wish you had been living in the palace! Do you know? You look exactly like your sister when she first entered the palace, and now that she is gone, I will always mistake you for her, if only you could be by my side every day! By the way, Yuwei won't call her brother-in-law in the future. ”

After the emperor finished speaking, his eyes looked directly at Yu Wei, wanting to find the answer from her eyes. Seeing that Yuwei just blushed and lowered her head, she didn't say anything, so she said again: "Is Wei'er willing to relieve the pain of lovesickness for me and comfort my lonely heart?" ”

Although Yu Wei is not very old, she is extremely smart, her love is just beginning, and she sees that the man in front of her is in the prime of life, handsome, slender and straight, and more importantly, he is a saint today, and the emperor's voice at this time doesn't he want to be his woman? Even though she had a hundred wishes in her heart, how could she be embarrassed to answer by asking so bluntly? I had to bow my head and remain silent.

As soon as the emperor said this, he felt that he was too impulsive, so he excused himself and returned to the Qianqing Palace, and everything he had just seen was replayed several times in his mind. was surging for a while, so he filled in a poem "Bodhisattva Man", and after writing it, he sent the palace maid to give this poem to Yuwei.

Yuwei took the poem from the palace maid's hand, and saw that it read: "Penglai Courtyard is closed to the roof, and no one is silent in the painting hall." Throw the pillow green clouds, embroidered clothes smell the fragrance. Sneaking into the beads to lock and move, hating the silver screen dream. The face is smiling slowly, and the look is infinitely affectionate. ”

After reading this poem, I completely understood the emperor's intentions. In particular, the sentence "Look at each other's infinite love" is written so implicitly, how strong, and how reverie-inducing!

Since the emperor went through the "nap dream" incident that day, he couldn't eat or sleep all day long, his mind was full of youthful faces, the voice of Yingying Yanyan, and his plump and moving body appeared in front of him anytime and anywhere, and occasionally he fell asleep The picture is more beautiful, all of them are trysts with Yuwei, and Murong Ningyan has already been thrown out of the clouds.

His whole body and mind were attracted, his passion was awakened, and the scorching flame of love burned majestically in the emperor's heart, roasting his heart unbearably. originally thought that he would only love Murong Ningyan alone in this life and this life, but now he can't restrain himself anymore. But he felt as if he was sorry for Murong Ningyan, and from time to time another voice lingered around him, as if to say: "With the dignity of the emperor, under the whole world, it is not the king's land; On the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister. "Yes, the whole world belongs to me, why can't a little woman be owned by me? The heart is really contradictory and tormented.

Seeing that winter is going to spring, everything is recovering, and the plum blossoms in the plum garden are actually blooming, so the emperor invited Yuwei to enjoy the plum blossoms together.

The emperor has secretly coveted Yuwei for a long time, not to mention that he is in his own palace, right under his nose, how can he easily let it go?

But how do you get started? It's really embarrassing for the emperor, one day he accidentally discovered that Yuwei had a very good relationship with a palace maid named Qiuhong.

Therefore, the emperor ordered people to build a delicate small pavilion in the thousands of flowers in the imperial garden, the red Luo made a curtain, decorated with tortoiseshell ivory, with a gorgeous carving, the carving was full of flowers, a couch was built-in, only two people were covered with mandarin crane silk, brocade pearlescent, radiant and colorful, and prepared bedding, brocade embroidered mattress and other bedding.

Everything was ready, the emperor pretended to be the palace maid Qiuhong, wrote a secret letter to Yuwei, asking her to gather in the Hongluo Pavilion in the imperial garden on a moonlit night, and sent a confidant palace person to Yuwei.

Yu Wei received the secret letter, very excited, since entering the palace, like a canary has stayed in the Yaoguang Palace and never came out, and also wants to go to the imperial garden to play, so she readily agreed to go to the appointment.

After the third watch, the moonlight was hazy, and everything was silent, Yuwei quietly walked out of the painting hall, and slowly walked towards the imperial garden according to the guidance of the messenger palace person, but she regretted wearing a pair of gold-threaded shoes to come out, and every step made a regular sound, afraid of being heard, which made her feel a little frightened, so she had to take off the golden shoes and put them in her hand, and walked towards the Hongluo Pavilion with a left and right look.

"Hongluo Xiaoting is right in front of you, the girl will go by herself!" After the palace maid finished speaking, she hurriedly turned around and left. I was surprised why the palace maid left herself and ran away, but found that in the hazy moonlight, I saw that although the pavilion was small, it was decorated with gold and splendor, with coral beds, hanging blue gauze tents, brocade stacks high, embroidered mattresses, and I couldn't help but be very curious and wanted to take a closer look.

Suddenly stretched out a pair of solid arms from the blue gauze tent, firmly holding herself in her arms, Yu Wei looked at it and found that it was the emperor, she didn't feel red and dizzy, her whole body was hot, her heart was like a rabbit suddenly scurrying, and she hurriedly turned around, but a pair of slender jade hands were tightly held in the palm of the emperor's palm.

Yuwei lowered her head and said shyly: "Your Majesty, please be respectful, if you let my sister know, how can my little sister have face?" ”

The emperor smiled and said: "Since ancient times, which one of the merry emperors did not hesitate to take pity on the jade?" This place is very secret, the palace people do not dare to trespass without preaching, there is no reason to leak, Wei'er can rest assured. ”

The emperor said lightly on his hand, a girl's unique fragrance came to his nose, and his cheeks touched Yuwei's face, smooth and delicate like a freshly peeled egg, and he couldn't help but rub his face gently. The instantly hot lips sucked lightly on her handsome face, accompanied by the warmth, the touch of solidity in front of her, touching the broad chest, a burst of numbness, and she obviously felt that Yuwei's whole body trembled, and the feeling of electric shock was wonderful

Immediately, Yuwei nudged the emperor with her hand, and this kind of refusal was even more sultry. In fact, I grew up in Shuiyunjian since I was a child, and since I was sensible, I knew that I was born with a beautiful face and a good look, and I was good at singing and dancing, and I was deeply appreciated and favored by all the sons and brothers, and I often felt sorry for myself in the mirror, and I was afraid that my talent would be worthless in the hands of vulgar people in the future.

I also saw that my sister Murong Ningyan married His Majesty today, and was canonized as the queen, becoming the mother of a country, enjoying endless glory and wealth, not to mention that His Majesty is a seed of infatuation, not only is he talented and beautiful, but he is also dead set on her, so that when he was five years old, he secretly liked this emperor's brother, even if Murong Ningshuang didn't point to himself, in fact, he was envious and yearning in his heart.

And at this time, he was in His Majesty's arms, His Majesty clearly liked himself, softly and gently, willing to serve Luan Feng, Yuwei, who had already fulfilled her wish, had quietly promised at this time that she was just the queen's sister, and she couldn't show the watery poplar, so she had to make a shy appearance and deliberately push back, which was nothing more than to leave a reserved girlish impression on Your Majesty.

As a veteran of the love field, can the emperor still lack this kind of experience? Not in a hurry or dry, like a bee gently took the flower in his arms, sprayed hot air under the back of the flower's ear and neck, rubbed her ear and sideburns with the gasp and anxious lips that only the flower could understand, lightly biting the delicate and equally hot petals of the flower, pecking the jade neck lightly, and gently picking the belt of the flower with a tentacle, the flower at this time was hot like typhoid fever, and the body was swaying and trembling in the wind, and suddenly a spirit was struck.

How could Xiao Yuwei, who was just in love, withstand such a teasing from the emperor, so she half-pushed and half-obeyed the emperor, and let him embrace him into his arms and be careless. Due to the first contact with a man, Yu Wei couldn't stop trembling all over her body, and said to the emperor pantingly: "Your Majesty, Yu Wei has handed over everything to you, let you love it to your heart's content!" I hope that in the future, Your Majesty will not let down Yuwei! ”

How can the emperor have kung fu words at this moment, facing the first time of a girl, this kind of pleasure cannot be experienced in a mature woman who has experienced a hundred battles. Just hugged her tightly in his arms, and then walked to the embroidery couch with all tenderness, and the two spent an unforgettable sleepless night...

The emperor is a merry man, since he has had a personal relationship with this beautiful and lovely child, he is very proud in his heart, and he can't help but use poetry to express his lyricism. The next day, the emperor returned to the Qianqing Palace and excitedly described the boudoir of the two last night and wrote a poem "Bodhisattva Man".

"The moon is dark and the fog is light, so it's good to go to Lang's side tonight. Draw socks and incense steps, and carry gold-threaded shoes. See you on the south side of the painting hall, and you have always been trembling. It is difficult for the slave to come out, and the teacher is merciful. ”

This rhyme has a strong sense of picture, filled with fragrant and gorgeous, the fragrance of flowers floats in the moonlight hazy night, the beauty moves the lotus step lightly, and the girl's nervousness, shyness, and delicateness are vividly expressed in this song "Bodhisattva Man".

Although I don't know where Murong Ningyan went, he didn't shy away from it, and let the glamorous words circulate in the palace, and finally spread through the concubines, and even recited everywhere among the people.

Could it be that the emperor really ignored Murong Ningyan's feelings? The relationship with him for more than ten years is so vulnerable? If Murong Ningyan came back at this time, what would he do?