After explaining, Wei Wuchen rubbed his sore temples and got up with Wen Deli's support.

Back in the palace of the Zhun Xuan Palace, Wei Wuchen dismissed everyone and went to the dragon couch early.

On the bed, he stared blankly upward, his eyes full of mixed colors.

He can't stop the road ahead, and he won't stop, but why, his heart is so sad and empty!

"Deli, take Yue Feng over, I want to meet her." After a long time, Wei Wuchen, who couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, asked Wen Deli, who was guarding outside the hall, to find Yue Feng.

Hearing that Wei Wuchen wanted to see her, Yue Feng, who had not been sleeping, became more awake, she put on her clothes and followed Wen Deli to the Cultivation Palace.

On the couch, Wei Wuchen squinted his eyes and glanced at Yue Feng, who was trembling, and hurriedly asked her to get up.

Twisting his fingers, Yue Feng did not speak.

What exactly do you want to do when you call her here late at night?

The two were silent for a moment, and Wei Wuchen spoke up first, "I have a headache, you come over and help me press it." ”

Hearing this, Yue Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment, walked behind Wei Wuchen, and slowly raised his hand to rub his temples for him. During the days when Quanji was around, Quanji often had headaches, and she rubbed her like this.

After a long while, Wei Wuchen asked her to stop, she saluted, and was called to stop as she retreated.

Yue Feng's pupils shrank, and a nervous intent appeared in the bottom of his eyes, but he disappeared without a trace before Wei Wuchen noticed it, "Your Majesty, what else do you want the slave to complete." ”

Listening to the detached and polite tone, Wei Wuchen's heart was slightly angry, he opened his eyes leisurely, and after carefully probing her, he asked softly, "Did you often rub other men like this before?" ”

Rumble.

Yue Feng was inexplicable in a sentence, she opened her mouth and said to the front: "What are you asking?" ”

Really, it was as if she had done something unseemly, and it was really infuriating.

As she said this, Wei Wuchen didn't laugh angrily, and stepped in front of her and whispered, "Do you know that if you just talked like that, I could kill you." ”

"The slave knows her mistake, please spare the emperor." Reacting, Yue Feng was stunned at first, and then immediately understood the faux pas just now, and quickly knelt down.

Damn, it's been so long, and she still can't change her habits in modern life.

The panicked look made Wei Wuchen smile on the corner of his mouth, he tightened his wool cloak, and suddenly bent down towards her, "There is a remedy you can try." ”

"How?" Hearing that there was a remedy, Yue Feng suddenly raised his head.

With this lift, the soft red lips lightly scratched Wei Wuchen's forehead.

She panicked and retreated far away. She really didn't mean it, who knew he would come over suddenly.

Although it was a little light, Wei Wuchen's heart had become hot, and he stared at Yue Feng, who was blushing in front of him, and he didn't say anything for a long time, and his expression began to move.

He ripped off his cloak, stepped forward and pulled the stunned Yue Feng into his arms, and then stepped forward when Yue Feng didn't react.

The incomparably warm touch made Yue Feng feel like she was struck by lightning, and without thinking about it, she violently pushed Wei Wuchen away and slapped him hard.

Scarlet blood flowed down Wei Wuchen's jaw, and you can imagine how much force Yue Feng used to slap him.

"You dare to fight me!"

The sharp and terrifying roar frightened Yue Feng to tremble, but she still mustered up the courage to say: "Your Majesty, if you kiss the slave without asking the slave and maid, the slave and the maid will naturally dare to beat you." ”

If a man like him had been placed in modern times, he would have been arrested as a hooligan a long time ago.

"You're about to become my concubine, so what if I kiss you in advance." Wei Wuchen picked up his cloak, and there was a touch of ruthlessness on the corner of his mouth.

Once you get what you want, you must kill this woman.

Speaking of this, Yue Feng remembered the matter of the concubine, and suddenly sorrow climbed up to his eyebrows, "Your Majesty, why do you want to be your concubine, is it because you like it?" She didn't know why she asked, and when she repented, the words were out of her mouth.

Hearing this, Wei Wuchen was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing, as if he had heard a big joke, and said sarcastically: "Like it? Yue Feng, you really think highly of yourself. After the words, he pulled his mouth and returned to the dragon couch.

Yue Feng stood in place, his heart was uncomfortably tight, and even breathing became difficult.

If you don't like each other, why be together! Besides, she clearly knew that the emperor was ruthless, so why did she ask such an idiotic question!

Yue Feng, Yue Feng, you are really crazy.

Aiming at her lost expression, Wei Wuchen was irritable, turned it up, and motioned for her to sleep on the dragon couch, "It's too late tonight, you can sleep here, and I will go out to deal with some government affairs." As he spoke, he seemed to have to run out.

Outside the hall, Wei Wuchen felt a little remorseful, and as for what he regretted, he himself didn't know. But the feeling of remorse only welled up for a while, and even how to ask the idea of the whereabouts of Jun Pei from Yue Feng's mouth.

Women can never be compared with the world, and besides, Yue Feng is no different from other women in his harem.

Thinking like this, he took a sip of the tea that Windley had handed over.

Early in the morning of the second day, Yue Feng was invited by many palace maids to bathe and change clothes.

What shocked her was that when she woke up, Wei Wuchen was sleeping beside her, so those palace maids and eunuchs flattered her even more.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yue Feng couldn't be happy.

Realizing her dislike, the palace maid who dressed up for her said softly: "Guifei Niangniang, today is your canonization hall, you should be happy." ”

Hearing the gentle voice, Yue Feng's face softened slightly, she rubbed the tea cup in her hand that was as smooth as jade, and always thought about the words she had just heard.

You say, why did the emperor let her be a concubine.

This is what those palace maids can't understand, and it's also something that Yue Feng can't understand.

"Let me comb the concubine's hair." In silence, a familiar voice fell on Yue Feng's ears, and she turned around, surprised.

"Qingdong, why are you here?"

Qing Dong is the one who takes care of her in the Yakoroku Palace, she is ingenious and very good to her, so she is naturally very happy to see Qing Dong coming.

Thinking of this, she turned around and grabbed Qingdong's hand.

Looking at the Qianqianyu hand holding her, Qingdong's face changed slightly, but it was only for a moment, "Niangniang, it's really inappropriate for you to pull the slave maid like this." As he spoke, he withdrew his hand.

At the beginning, Yue Feng went out from the Joy Hall and spent a few days by Quanji's side for Yahuan, but she didn't expect her hands to be so white, which was really stuffy.

Withdrawing his hand stupidly, Yue Feng was silent for a long time, and the corners of his mouth showed a shallow bitterness, "Qingdong, did the emperor ask you to come?" ”

Hearing her mention the emperor, Qing Dongyuan's ugly face became even more ugly, she paused and combed her hair and said softly: "The emperor asked the slave to come." ”

Qing Dong's tone was hoarse, and his eyes were also gloomy, which made Yue Feng, who hung his head, raise his head unconsciously.

It was very sad for her to marry Wei Wuchen, but she always felt that Qingdong was more sad than her.

But feeling is feeling after all, Yue Feng didn't ask, but took the time to comb her hair and chat with Qing Dong about what happened to her beside Jeonji.

I don't know how long it took, but after Qingdong's words, she came back to her senses and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

Because of today's special day, she wore a pink and white peach blossom gauze dress inside, and then wore the concubine dress outside, with a gold-inlaid white belt around her waist, and her hair and temples were mostly decorated with silver and white hostas. The mouth is smeared with red lipstick, although the overall look is festive, but it gives people a dull feeling.

"How can the emperor let the concubine dress up like this!" With Yuefeng getting up under Qingdong's support, the palace maids in the palace all whispered.

Yue Feng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately walked forward as if nothing happened, not caring about the eyes of others at all.

Today is only three days before the death of the Empress Dowager Quanji, and this wedding banquet is not to her liking, so it is very good to dress like this.

Walking to the door, feeling Qingdong trembling more and more uncontrollably, Yue Feng paused, "Qingdong, are you uncomfortable there?" ”

As Yue Feng's voice fell, everyone who was talking about it turned their eyes on Qing Dong's face, Qing Dong took a few deep breaths and smiled lightly, "The slave is not uncomfortable, the slave is too happy." After speaking, he took the initiative to hold Yue Feng's hand.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Yue Feng didn't continue, but only withdrew her hand lightly.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that this kind of unclear contact made her very unhappy.

Walking out of the palace gate, many concubines who Yue Feng had never seen were lined up left and right, and they raised their heads one after another, with different colors in their eyes, some were mocking, some were envious, and some were respectful...

For the meaning of their eyes, Yue Feng put it all in his heart, and then sighed lightly and looked up at the sky.

Wearing this garment was a heavy shackle for her, but one day she would leave it behind. When she is familiar with everything in this palace, she will definitely think about leaving.

Today's sunshine is very dazzling, Yue Feng just watched for a while, and was stabbed and shed tears.

When she wiped away the tears that had been shedding, several roster envoys were ordered. They entered the palace with the book in their hands, put it on the case prepared in advance, and then guided Yue Feng to kneel and bow by the official who ushered in the ceremony. At this point, the canonization of the concubine was completed.

She was then directed to the Queen.

Although the queen's face was uncertain, the occasion was grand and did not show the slightest.

After doing all this, it was already early in the morning, and she was brought into the Fog Palace of the Fog Palace where the concubine lived.

Taking off her already soaked concubine suit, she collapsed on the couch tired.

In modern times, she felt that the canonization ceremony was time-consuming and laborious when she watched TV, but now she has experienced it herself, and she is really tired.

"Concubine Yue, I'm going to see the emperor later." The ceremonial officer entered the hall with a small voice.

Yue Feng got up, pulled up the futon to cover his body, answered softly, and then let Qing Dong, who was standing outside the hall, come in.

She looked at Qingdong and covered her face a little embarrassedly, "Qingdong, I haven't eaten anything today, can you find something to come over and eat for me." ”

Hearing Yue Feng's self-proclaim, Qing Dong was stunned at first, and then ordered to retreat.

Seeing her leaving, Yue Feng fell suddenly, rubbed her hungry stomach and said softly: "The future will be taken step by step, and the most important thing now is to fill your stomach." ”