Half an hour later.

Zhou Zhiruo folded the white silk that had been dyed red and put it away, and then began to tidy up Song Xuan's clothes.

Song Xuan looked confused, "Senior sister, what are you doing with my clothes this big night?" ”

Zhou Zhiruo carefully smoothed the clothes on Song Xuan's body, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother made me the queen, Zhiruo is already satisfied." If you still want to monopolize your senior brother, then you are ignorant and ignorant. ”

As he spoke, he pushed Song Xuan out of bed, "I know, senior brother doesn't like trouble, so tonight can be regarded as the wedding night of Zhiruo, Sister Liu and Sister Xiao Zhao."

On the wedding night, how can there be a reason for the husband not to see anyone? ”

Song Xuan's face was a little complicated, he stroked Zhou Zhiruo's hair, and said with emotion: "Naming you the queen is the most correct thing to do in this life!" ”

Zhou Zhiruo pushed him out of the door and said gently: "Okay, Your Majesty is still busy in the future, Your Majesty will be bright if you don't go!" ”

Song Xuan smiled, hugged Zhou Zhiruo in his arms and kissed him, then sat in the sedan chair waiting outside Kunning Palace, and hurried towards Jingren Palace leisurely.

Jingren Palace is the residence of the imperial concubine Liu Qinglian.

Lying in the sedan chair, Song Xuan looked at the bright stars in the night sky with comfort, and sighed in his heart.

It's good to be an emperor.

If this is in the future generations, he Song Xuan will be a proper scumbag.

But as emperor, he called it a royal heir.

Don't disagree, this is a big matter related to the rise and fall of the whole world, civil and military officials and even the people of the world have long been looking forward to the early birth of an heir to the royal family.

Otherwise, if there is no successor in this huge martial arts world, something big will happen!

......

When he came to the outside of Jingren Palace, Song Xuan did not go in directly, but knocked on the door of the room.

Soon, a rather resentful voice came from the room, "In the middle of the night, which thief is not afraid of death?" ”

Song Xuan coughed dryly, and said in a deep voice: "The poor monk's law is called to quit color, watch the sky at night, and notice that the demonic aura here is strong, and there must be demons and evil spirits." Can the female benefactor open the door and allow the poor monk to go in to subdue demons..... By the way, another light for you! ”

"Yikes!"

There was an exclamation from inside, and then the voice forced a smile and said, "Master, as soon as you hear this Dharma name, you are a master of the Dao, please come in, please come in!" ”

After the words fell, the door creaked open, and then, Liu Qinglian, who was tall and hot, appeared in Song Xuan's field of vision in a nun's robe.

But seeing this little girl's ignorant and innocent expression, she clasped her hands together at Song Xuan and said, "Master, you can count it, the poor nun feels that there is a demon on his body recently, and he is uncomfortable."

Please also ask the master to perform the magic method of subduing demons and quickly open the light for the poor nuns! ”

Song Xuan looked solemn with a precious look, looked at the little girl who seemed to be ignorant, and immediately folded his hands.

"Mrs. Shi, that poor monk is rude!"

......

On the fourth watch, Song Xuan rubbed his waist and left from Jingren Palace.

Before leaving, he could still hear a voice from inside, "Master, the demonic energy on the poor nun has not been cleared yet..."

Song Xuan coughed dryly, sat on the sedan chair, and urged the eunuch carrying the sedan chair to leave quickly.

This woman is simply fatal, and she has a posture that one must die between the two.

At this moment, Song Xuan secretly swore that he would not go to Jingren Palace again for at least seven days.

But when he thought of Liu Qinglian's innocent and ignorant figure, he subconsciously made some modifications to the time.

Three days! At least for three days, he will never go to Gyeongin Palace again.

Men, if you say you want to do it, if you can't do it, you're a dog!

......

Yonghe Palace, the residence of the imperial concubine Han Xiaozhao.

When Song Xuan arrived, the palace was already dark, and it seemed that the little Zhao girl had already fallen asleep.

The two palace maids who were standing outside the door and dozing off were taken aback when they saw Song Xuan's figure, as if they didn't expect that His Majesty would come over at such a late hour.

The two were just about to kneel down and salute, but Song Xuan stopped them, waved his hand, and motioned for the two to retreat.

Then, he gently pushed open the door and walked in the dark.

In the bedroom, Xiao Zhao's sister was already asleep, with a trace of tears on her face, even if she was asleep, but from time to time there would be a trace of sobbing, it seemed that even in her sleep, she still felt very wronged.

Song Xuan quietly walked to the window, wiped away the tears on her face, and quietly looked at the little Zhao girl whose body had completely grown.

I remember that when I met Xiao Zhao for the first time, this girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, although she was a beautiful embryo, but she looked very young.

And now Xiao Zhao, with a delicate and vulgar melon seed face, a high nose and snow skin, sweet and cute, perhaps because of his Western Regions ancestry, his figure is even more curvy, and he is even better than Liu Qinglian.

"Who!?"

Xiao Zhao, who was sleeping, felt that someone was touching his face, and immediately woke up, and slapped his backhand towards the side of the bed.

It's just a palm that she slapped with ten percent of her strength, but it seems that the breeze helped the willow without making any waves, and the palm was even pinched, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free.

"Xiao Zhao, it's me!"

A familiar voice sounded, Xiao Zhao was stunned, looked carefully in the dark night, and after recognizing Song Xuan's appearance, his face was suddenly full of joy, like the first bloom of spring flowers.

"Childe, it's almost dawn this hour, why don't you rest!"

Saying that, she pulled Song Xuan to the bed with some distress, and said gently: "Son, lie down and sleep, you still have to go to court after dawn!" ”

Song Xuan rubbed her pretty face with some pity, "I've wronged you." Today is our wedding night, no matter how late it is, I have to come! ”

Xiao Zhao was a little shy, but after all, he was a person who had been with Song Xuan for more than two years, and he didn't look flustered like Zhou Zhiruo, but comforted Song Xuan softly.

"I've been waiting for so long, and it's not bad for this day, why do you have to rush so much, childe?"

As she spoke, she put her hand on Song Xuan's chest and patted it gently: "Be obedient, go to bed early, your body is important, then there is really no hurry!" ”

Song Xuan just listened to what he said, if he really believed it, then his brain was kicked by a donkey.

Didn't you see that because she didn't come, this girl was sobbing even when she slept?

Then, without saying a word, he directly hugged Xiao Zhao in his arms, "Follow me to wronged you." I can't be a couple for the rest of my life, but I can still do it with you to old age! ”

Outside the window, it rained at some point, and the sound of dew dripping between the flowers was unusually clear......