"Yes."

Zhiyun smiled happily and hurriedly ran to pass the meal.

After the weaving clouds left, the hall fell silent.

Facing Jun Wushen's hot eyes, Su Qiandong looked west, stirring the handkerchief in his hand, and didn't dare to look at him.

Jun Wushen took in her crampedness, turned her face towards him, and covered her lips closely, with her previous experience, this time the kiss was extremely soft and gentle.

It wasn't until Su Qianxiao's face was red and she was about to lose her breath that he let go of her knowingly.

Jun Wushen chuckled, "Stupid." ”

Su Qian was ashamed and annoyed, raised his little face unconvinced, and his eyes were full of grievances, "The emperor never set foot in the harem before, and he didn't touch any concubine, but it's not like now, he kisses his concubines at every turn." ”

Jun Wu casually hooked the corners of his lips, "Men love women, it is natural." ”

The words of the great tyrant were full of deep meaning, Su Qian shrank his head cowardly, and asked timidly: "Then, the emperor, do you want to let the concubines sleep tonight?" ”

Jun Wu spread out lazily, the candlelight sprinkled on the side of his face, and the sharp jawline looked a little soft.

He didn't answer, it was a tacit acquiescence.

Su Qianqian wanted to cry without tears, she was not ready to lose her body.

"Your Majesty, in fact, when the concubine came back from the Council Palace, she came to Kwai Shui, and she didn't want to ruin your interest before, so she couldn't tell the truth."

Su Qian's eyes blinked weakly, her long eyelashes flickered, and she secretly comforted herself in her heart, this reason should be able to fool the past, right?

Jun Wushen put his hand on his knees, narrowed his eagle eyes like ink, and his insightful gaze refracted out, "Shallow and unbehaved, you have learned to lie, you will be unhappy like this, and I will punish you." ”

"Huh? How to punish ......"

Before Su Qian's words fell, his lips were hooked, and the tyrant punished him with practical actions, so that when the chief eunuch Jiang Gonggong brought the people from the imperial dining room to pass the meal, Su Qian's lips were still swollen.

Zhiyun stood beside Niangniang to cloth vegetables, and felt strange in her heart, Niangniang didn't eat spicy food, why was it swollen?

After dinner, Jun Wu Shen ordered Gonggong Jiang to move the unfinished music to Fengyi Palace, and he rarely had free time when he was busy with state affairs.

In the hall, the fragrance of ambergris is full of shadows, in the air, on the old sunken wood table, the junwu is immersed in the case of review and folding, the angular face is full of seriousness, the vermilion pen tip is graceful like a swimming dragon, the pen is vigorous and powerful, and the pen is fully displayed.

Staying in the night, after combing, Su Qian, with no powder on his little face, his skin was like clotted fat, three thousand hairs were scattered behind him, his body was light and delicate, and he walked towards the tyrant step by step.

"Your Majesty."

Su Qian knelt on the ground and spoke nervously.

Jun Wu frowned, pinched his eyebrows, looked away from the desk, and the moment he saw Su Qian, he smiled, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Jun Wushen beckoned to her, "Why are you wearing so little, come and sit." ”

Su Qian was excited by the cool air on the ground, sneezed uncontrollably, and silently complained in his heart that Zhiyun was selling for glory, saying that he couldn't wear cumbersome clothes for the emperor's bed, and it was easy to affect the progress, so he picked up her coat and ran away.

Jun Wushen chuckled, "It's freezing, come and give you warmth." ”

Su Qian glanced at the mountains of folds beside him, and said hesitantly: "The emperor is handling government affairs, and it is inconvenient for the concubines to go over." ”

Jun Wushen walked over patiently, and his long arms took her into his arms, and the scorching temperature dispelled the cold of her body.

He buried his handsome face in her neck and rubbed it, and the faint fragrance of acacia flowers comforted his exhaustion.

"Bathed?"

Su Qianxiao's face turned red and nodded indiscriminately, "The concubine has bathed and bathed, the emperor let go of the concubine first, and the concubine was strangled by you." ”

With the warm nephrite in his arms, his hands wandered a little uncontrollably, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

The scorching breath blew in Su Qian's ears, she bit her lip, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes stared blankly at the candle flame in front of the table, not knowing what to do.

She was unwilling, but she could not bear the consequences of his anger if she rejected the great tyrant.

Jun Wushen felt Su Qian's strange emotions, he looked up and met her eyes, which were full of nervousness and fear, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

It seems that she is not ready, Jun Wu pursed the corners of his lips, forget it, since this is the case, it is difficult for him to be a gentleman and not strong.

Su Qian's apricot eyes widened, should she answer sleepy or not?

Jun Wushen sighed softly, a wisp of helplessness in his black eyes, and his little queen seemed to be afraid of him.

"Go and rest, if you are sleepy, you don't have to wait for me, don't worry, as long as you don't want to, I won't force you to be difficult."

Su Qian nodded stiffly, for fear that the great tyrant would regret it again, so he hurriedly ran into the inner hall, and even ran away with embroidered shoes in a hurry.

She hurriedly lowered the bed curtain, cutting off the sight of nothingness, she stroked her pounding heart, and gasped for breath in a cramped manner, which was also too scary!

What about the high cold abstinence system that is good, and the career that is good?

It's all!

The night was getting deeper.

The silence in the hall was extremely quiet, Su Qian could clearly hear the sound of the wind blowing outside the window, as well as the friction of the paper, she didn't dare to turn over and move, for fear of making too much noise, so she could only open her eyes and stare at the bed curtain in a daze.

Because of the emperor's stay, the four corners of the bed were equipped with a stove, and the silver charcoal was slowly burning, which brought her a lot of warmth, and in this cold late autumn, it was rare for her to feel that the temperature was suitable.

Maybe the environment is too comfortable, Su Qian is sleepy, but he is a little afraid to sleep, although the tyrant promised her to be fine, but what if he regrets what to her.

Su Qian's maternal fetus is solo so far, she doesn't want to confess herself like this......

She was so confused that she still couldn't escape the drowsiness that was getting more and more drowsy, and she fell asleep in a daze as soon as her head tilted.

Half an hour later.

After bathing, Jun Wushen was wearing profane clothes, stepped into the inner hall lightly, pulled open the bed curtain with clear bones, and saw Su Qian, who was tightly wrapped in a quilt into a zongzi, she slept sweetly, with saliva at the corner of her mouth, and a faint powder on her cheeks.

Jun Wushen's fingertips fell on that smooth little face and rubbed it lightly twice, and the dark light in the eagle's eyes slowly dissolved, containing a touch of softness.

"Little conscienceless, I am a promise, you are still so protective of me?"