The night is dark and the stars are scarce, and the majestic silhouette of the palace looks like a ferocious tiger in the dark.

At this moment, the red silk in the Mei Palace is flying, and the beauty in the luan tent is like wine, leaning weakly on the head of the bed.

Xiao Jingyu, under the service of the palace maid, took off the heavy cloak made of high-quality white fox skin, and walked into her with a light smile.

Mo Xiangli is wrapped in naked clothes today, outlining a tight Chu waist, a black black hair like a waterfall, which can be fixed with a thin white hosta, the ink hair pours down on the shoulders, and is scattered on the snow-white thin collarbone, seven points are pitiful, three points are extremely colorful, like a goddess in the sky.

Xiao Jingyu leaned over, picked up Mo Xiangli's little face, leaned closer and asked with a smile: "Little beauty, why are you so cold today, but blame me for not coming as promised last night?"

Mo Xiangli sighed faintly, turned his eyes and stared at Xiao Jingyu sadly, and said carefully: "Saint, you are the true dragon emperor, how dare Yan'er be angry with you, besides, the saint has all the opportunities, and the little girl's careful mind must not have time to pay attention."

"Little beauty, you still say you're not angry." Xiao Jingyu held her slender fingers and said.

"Hmm......" Mo Xiangli frowned, groaned softly, and quickly withdrew his fingers.

"Yan'er?" Xiao Jingyu saw her hiding her hand in the wide sleeve, and reached into her sleeve suspiciously, inviting the soft girl who was hiding inside and didn't want to come out.

The back of the white hand was red and swollen, and there were several eye-catching blisters in the serious place, creating a human tragedy.

"What's going on?" Xiao Jingyu asked angrily.

Mo Xiangli was reluctant to answer, turned his back, and said with a lament: "Don't ask, Your Majesty."

"But someone is bullying you."

Mo Xiangli was silent and replied without a word.

"Someone, bring your personal maid up." Xiao Jingyu frowned and stood up.

"Your Majesty, the slaves and maids are here, what do you command?" Hua Xihuan heard an angry shout in the house, quickly pushed the door in, knelt down in fear and asked.

"What's the matter with Mei Meiren's hand?" Xiao Jingyu looked down at the little palace maid below condescendingly, and asked in an unhappy tone.

"Return, the emperor, the slave doesn't dare to say ......" Hua Xihuan's eyes slanted to the emperor, and on his cloud-covered face, he shrunk and said.

"Bold, what can't I say here?" Xiao Jingyu slapped his palm on the table, and the wine glass on the table was shaken up and fell suddenly, Hua Xihuan was so frightened that she trembled violently.

Xiao Jingyu also realized at this moment that Mo Xiangli was injured in his hand, and he was afraid that it was not so simple behind it, so he restrained his anger and said: "You can't hide what happened to me, and carefully tell me how Mei Meiren was injured."

"This morning, Rong ...... The concubine came again, she learned that Niangniang was not favored by the emperor yesterday, and sneered, and then sent Niangniang to give her tea, deliberately knocking over the hot tea.

Niangniang's hand was burned, and Concubine Rong also threatened people not to talk about it, otherwise...... Otherwise, ...... Kill and drive out of the palace, the emperor, you must be the master of our mother, woo woo ......"

Hua Xihuan spoke pitifully and bitterly, with tears in her eyes, and after finishing speaking, she kept kowtowing, and the floor was knocked to the ground, and after a while, her forehead turned red.

"Alright, you stop, let's get out." Xiao Jingyu heard that Sima Jiao was doing something again, and frowned irritably and said.

"Yes......" Hua Xihuan glanced up, pursed her lips tightly and couldn't see the joy and sorrow, and slowly withdrew and closed the door.

Xiao Jingyu awkwardly poured a glass of hot wine, drank it and said: "In this matter, it is inconvenient for me to come forward, tomorrow I will send a good grandmother with experience and prestige to come, so that your master and servant will not be bullied."

Mo Xiangli's eyes were as black as a cold spring and looked at him, he didn't offend Sima Jiao, he didn't meet the expected expectations, and he was a little disappointed.

Xiao Jingyu also knew that she was wronged, turned his face slightly, stared at the candle flame beside the bed, and said quietly: "Yan'er, the flowers are in full bloom in this palace, and the owner of the garden has to repair the garden every day.

But many beautiful flowers, before the owner came, were lonely in the cold withered and withered, but the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold, in the bitter cold in the branches smiling proudly, I believe that you are a wise woman, can understand what I mean. ”

His phoenix eyes, when he is not smiling, look very majestic and arrogant, forcing people to dare not look directly.

"Yes, Mei Meiren understands." Mo Xiangli got up and saluted, and she suddenly felt cold.

His words are so familiar, in his memory, Bai Xuesu wrapped the world in the world, her brother hugged her, and also pointed to the red plum on the branch in the backyard and said to her: "Yan'er, you have to learn to be independent and strong like a plum blossom, resist the difficulties and dangers of the world, and smile proudly on the branches."

"Brother, Yan'er, I'm afraid of being alone." She said as she hugged her brother's neck.

There were a few warm chuckles from him, and he said in a young voice that all young people have: "Brother is the trunk that supports the opening of plum blossoms, and will always be your pillar."

There is no comparison, I don't know how good Han Qing is, brother......

"Thank you, the emperor for your advice." Mo Xiangli squeezed the cold porcelain bottle hidden in his sleeve, held back the hot and cold torrent in his heart, turned his back to the table, trembled and poured a glass of hot wine with his own hands, half-squatted, and raised the wine glass to him.

Mo Xiangli's cheeks were hidden in the sleeves between his arms, and the tears that fell to the ground were also hidden.

Xiao Jingyu smiled slightly, took the wine glass and drank it, pulled it up, and said gently: "Mei Meiren is the one who knows me best."

Xiao Jingyu hugged her into his arms, took her slender hand and said with care: "Such a beautiful hand, but I have suffered on my behalf."

"Gao Sheng, bring the alabaster that Mu Wan paid tribute the day before." Xiao Jingyu said loudly.

Gao Sheng entered the door in response and took out the alabaster from his bosom that the emperor had rewarded him the day before.

Xiao Jingyu took it and said, "After I go back, I will give you a new box."

Gao Sheng responded to the call.

Mo Xiang took his eyes away, from the thick black eyebrows that flew diagonally into his sideburns, the seriously lowered eyelashes, the straight masculine nose, slid to the thin lips, and finally landed on the slender fingers on which he had drugged himself.

She suddenly remembered clearly that on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve three years ago, in the cold darkness, she curled up in fear beside her mother's bed, holding her mother's cold hands, and her mother's breathing was so dead.

She fell into the darkness, facing her deceased relatives and her brother who was missing, and she felt lonely, confused, and helpless like never before.

It was dark and quiet, only the sound of her own breathing, and she didn't know if she was alive or not.

On the back of her hand, a warm exhale came her back to her senses, and the man blew intimately and gently into her wound.

Mo Xiangli was suddenly confused, does this man really love her?

I don't love her, why am I so gentle with her, and always call her intimately: "Yan'er." Let her heart soften, like stepping barefoot in warm water.

However, if you love her, why do you always refuse to get close to her, and always keep a safe distance from her. He has so many women, what is her place in his heart?

She touched the empty porcelain vase in her arms and thought: why, he is the enemy, why, he is the emperor.

Mo Xiangli leaned into his warm and wide arms, closed his eyes, and thought heartbreakingly.

On the eaves, the fine tiles silently returned to their positions, quietly leaving a person, Xiao Jingyu's phoenix eyes swept to the top through the red silk.

At the moment, outside the door.

After Gao Sheng finished offering alabaster, he looked at Hua Xihuan, who was still in tears standing beside him, took out Su Bai's handkerchief in his hand, wiped away the tears for her, and asked, "Does your forehead hurt?"

Hua Xihuan touched her forehead, bared her teeth in pain, shook her head and said indifferently: "I told the emperor about Concubine Rong's bullying in front of the emperor, and the emperor will avenge Li'er, and this knock is also valuable."

Gao Sheng shook his head secretly, closed his eyes to carefully observe her injuries and said, "Your Majesty, he is a very rational person, he will not punish Concubine Rong."

Hua Xihuan's eyes widened in surprise.

Gao Sheng took out the other healing elixirs in his arms and said:

"Your little palace maid, I don't know the power of the court, this Rong Guifei is the daughter of the Sima family, the Sima family has the merit of protecting the country, and now the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, and the emperor has to endure three points.

Rong Guifei's move, the people of the Sima family will definitely not give up easily, even if the emperor is interested in your mother, he can't rectify her. ”

Hua Xihuan said sadly: "This kowtow is really a loss, and Concubine Rong will be a blessing on our heads in the future."

"The emperor should take some measures, don't worry too much, if you encounter difficulties from other concubines in the future, tell Brother Gao."

Gao Sheng said as he dug some plaster from the jar with his fingers and gently applied it to her forehead.

Hua Xihuan's eyes rippled and said with a smile: "Brother Gao, you are so good to me, by the way, this is the pastry I made by myself today, I thought that you would come, so I kept it for you, and it was hot."

Hua Xihuan seemed to think of something, took out a handkerchief from his arms and wrapped it, and when he opened it, there was a layer of oiled paper inside, and after opening it, he revealed a few pieces of delicate red bean cake.

"Silly girl." Gao Sheng's serious face looked at the delicate red bean pastries, which were very gentle at the moment.

Hua Xihuan and Gao Sheng sat at the door together, talking and laughing, two equally young faces, Zhou Zheng of the man and beautiful of the woman, but there is a bit of a match.

Outside this room, the palace was lit with dim palace lights, shining on the figures of the Praetorian Guards on serious patrols, and the sound of neat footsteps was like soldiers about to go to battle.

The wind in early spring was very cold, Han Qing was lying on the ridge of the roof, his fingers were already frozen and stiff, and after a pair of Praetorian Guards walked by, his body passed through with a gust of wind.

The Praetorian Guards looked back sensitively, looking left and right, only the darkness and the shaking of the wind stirring the grass and trees, and they couldn't help but shake their heads and continue patrolling.

His movements were very light, and he took off his cold coat and poured into the bed with the cold outside.

"You're finally back." He had just laid down when she reached out and wrapped her arms around his slender body, rubbing his cold hands, and whispering soberly in his ear.

Her body was as hot as the sun.

"Sleep." His voice was soft at the moment, and it didn't look like it came from him.

"I want to sleep with you and give you a baby, so you won't be cold." She said with a grin in his ear as usual, and the heat poured into his ear holes, with some ambiguity.

"Cold ......" but he felt as if something had been hit in his heart, and the anger that had just arisen disappeared silently.

He lowered his hand to push her away, did not stop her from falling on top of her, nor did he refuse her kiss. In the dark, his clothes were taken off, and his warm body was close to his heart.

For the first time, he felt that her proximity was not annoying.

Today is the sixth month, and this is the tenth time the two of them have had sex, he thought quietly.

"Beauty, I love you." The words that came out of the stupid woman's mouth made the corners of his mouth tilt slightly, if only she were a sister.