The sky is getting dark, but the imperial city is brightly lit, and the palace people come and go, a prosperous scene.

In the palace of Concubine Shu, the palace maid finished the matter of Luo Meixuan and looked up at her, "Niangniang, I'm afraid it's not a trouble-free one, how can this be good?" There was concern between her brows.

Although their mothers have the help of their mothers, they are glorious, and they get the position of concubine as soon as they come, and they have the power to govern the six palaces, and no one can reach such glory. But after entering the palace for more than a month, it is difficult to see even the shadow of the emperor.

Now that there is a new talent, His Majesty will give Luo Meixuan to him casually.

Although this Luo Mei Xuan is small, it is the former residence of the favorite concubine of the previous dynasty, and the plum blossoms in the palace are also ordered by the first emperor to please the beauties. No one in the palace knew that this former favorite concubine was quite respected by His Majesty, and there was a faint tendency to surpass the Queen Mother.

The candle flame jumped, reflecting the light and shadow on Concubine Shu's face. The emerald hairpins, the beaded armor, and the narrow and charming eyes are all frightened by the palace maid. Concubine Shu glanced at her indifferently, she trembled, and hurriedly lowered her head.

Concubine Shu picked up the tea, took a sip slowly, put the tea cup down, and said lightly, "Today's tea is strong and bitter." ”

The palace maid standing on the side was sweating from the corners of her forehead, and she hurriedly took the teacup and bowed down.

She tapped lightly on the table with her armor, making a crisp sound, "It's just a talented person, when she is promoted to the concubine position, it's not too late to be afraid." ”

How did she not take the initiative to look for Your Majesty, but when did Your Majesty take a look at her.

Your Majesty is a casual person, if she really cares about that person, how can she let her be so in the limelight as soon as she comes, doesn't this attract her jealousy. She also understands the meaning of sending her into the palace at home. But if Your Majesty doesn't look at her properly, you can't blame her for not being unsatisfied, right?

"But this Luo Mei Xuan—" The palace maid glanced at the concubine at the top of the list, and hesitantly dragged out the last note.

Concubine Shu also knew the origin of this Luo Mei Xuan, but her expression was still indifferent, but she was not angry and arrogant, "You mean that Luo Mei Xuan can compare to the main palace?" ”

said lightly, but it weighed as much as a thousand catties, and pressed the palace maid to the bottom of her body, "The slave maid doesn't dare." ”

Concubine Shu's gaze fell on the half-hidden door. The relief carvings of flowers, birds, fish and insects on it are from the hands of skilled craftsmen, which are extremely vivid, as if they can come back to life with a breath.

Luo Mei Xuan.

Ruan Yuyi stepped out of the wooden barrel, and the water in the barrel swayed, causing the petals inside to shake. Her feet were as white as jade, and she carried some droplets, leaving a small puddle of water where she stood.

Mu Xiang didn't wipe her body and change her clothes, but only gave her a loose hair.

Because of the suspicion that His Majesty would come to inform her tonight, he prepared early and did not dare to slack off.

The little lady had always been afraid of the cold, her cheeks were crimson, and it took a lot of effort to change into the gauze dress, and then put on the ordinary skirt outside, and then walked out of the room.

The fog in the room was steaming, and when I came out again, I felt the candlelight outside dazzling for a while.

She leaned on the couch and waited for a eunuch to come to her, and because she couldn't sleep easily, she borrowed strong tea to resist her tiredness. But the shadow of the candle swayed, and the body of the candle burned a little, and I couldn't wait.

"Miss," Mu Xiang didn't want her to be wronged, and said softly, "Why don't you rest first, it's not too early." ”

She glanced out the window, and it was dark outside.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Mu Ling walked in with an angry face, "Miss, the slave maid heard that he went to Chonghua Palace, but he saved Miss from being tired." ”

Ruan Yuyi lowered her eyes slowly, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyes. The person who lives in Chonghua Palace is Concubine Shu, the one who Mama Jin told her to be careful.

Concubine Du Dao is being favored, and it is normal for him to cling to that side first.

She didn't say anything, stood up, and looked calm, "Then let's rest early, it's really a toss today." Xu was a little stunned of him, and when she heard this, she knew that she didn't have to face him, but she breathed a sigh of relief, and she didn't feel that she was left out.

Mu Ling saw that Miss didn't take it to heart, and most of her anger disappeared, so she helped pick up the lamp and put down the bed curtain.

The room went dark.

I don't know how long it took, but drowsiness gradually enveloped her brain, and she fell into chaos. Half-asleep and half-awake, she felt that her body was suddenly suspended in the air, and she suddenly woke up.

There was a familiar fragrance between her snorts, she was stunned, her heart was a little more relieved, and she reached out to push him, "Why is Your Majesty here?" Her voice was soft and weak, like a delicate and disgusting, but there was a bit of a complaint in Jiang Huaiyang's ears.

But where would he let her down, and walked straight out, "Where do you think I should be?" ”

Naturally, it is in the palace of the concubine. She wanted to say it, but she felt that it was inappropriate to say it as if it was a taste, so she swallowed it back.

The wood spirit guarding the outer room was startled, his sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and he stood up suddenly. only to find that the person she was wary of was the new emperor, she opened her mouth, and could only watch Ruan Yuyi being taken away.

She stood for a moment, then turned to inform Muxiang of the matter.

It was a little colder outside than inside, Ruan Yuyi was already thinly dressed, empty, and the cool breeze penetrated into the placket of her clothes, teasing her skin as if it was caressing.

She could feel the smooth fabric rubbing against her body, the man's forearms holding her strongly, and she didn't know if it was cold or sideways, her face was not rouge, but it was crimson.

He glanced at the little lady in his arms, two thin belts stretched out under his coat, which were tied in knots and tied at the back of his neck.

His eyes were slightly dark, but he still walked steadily on his feet.

He was just immersed in political affairs, and he had no time to take care of other things. But the news that he went to Chonghua Palace spread far and wide, although it was deliberately spread by someone, but there was also the intention of his indulgence.

He just wanted to see how she would react when she learned about it.

Although the lights in the palace have not yet fallen, it is darker than in the daytime, and Wen Pheasant lowered his head and carried the palace lamp behind him. That little bit of light flickered until it reached the Heart Cultivation Palace.

She noticed a few glances, and buried her head in his shoulder and neck, where he had been blown by the cold wind, but not as warm as her forehead.

She heard the sound of the temple door being opened.

Ruan Yuyi turned her face slightly and looked around unconsciously. In the huge hall, everything is readily available, the hanger is hung with the jade belt of court clothes, there are a few books on the case, and the bright yellow soft curtain separates the inner room.

They are all traces of the life of the Son of Heaven, which are unfamiliar to her. For the first time, it was so real before her eyes that she suddenly realized that she was clearly aware of his identity.

In the past, he got along with her as a son, and she was still close. Now it is the king who is holding her, and he is burdened with the world, how can he be entangled in the love of his children.

Being able to crown the word Merry on him, and because of the first impression, she was a little ridiculous in front of the moon.

Thinking like this, her heart suddenly felt a little empty, and the hand holding the hem of his shirt also loosened.

Outside the gauze dress, she was only wearing a blouse, so in the movement, it was easy to outline her figure.

"Very well-behaved, there are good students to wear," Jiang Huaiyang leaned into her waist and deliberately mentioned the stubble, "Ling Ling, this dress is very good for you." His breath burned in her ears.

Her heart was filled with shame, and after a while, she looked like tears in her eyes.