Saint Son Verse 55

When the warm and damp veil touched the red bean, the woman in the couch let out a soft snort.

Filled with all the ambiguity of the dormitory.

Qian Dai heard the emperor's voice lower than before, "You go out." ”

She was startled, hurriedly put the quilt around her master's neck, and knelt down in a panic, "Your Majesty, the master is cold, and he is weak in Yuexin, I beg the emperor to have mercy on the master!" ”

She was really afraid, afraid that the emperor would not be able to bear what to do to her master. The woman was already frail at this time, not to mention that the master was not yet 17 years old and had not yet grown up, so how could she resist the emperor......

After serving her master for so long, she had already had a heart for her master, and at this time, she was thinking about her master, and she didn't care if she was disobedient or not, even if the emperor had disposed of her now, she would not let her master's illness go to favor like this.

Li Xuanyin glanced at her lightly, and the look in her eyes made Qiandai unable to raise her head, and her heart jumped suddenly, but she did not take a step back, it was a matter of the master's body, and she must not be careless.

Li Xuanyin turned his fingers, there were loyal people around this woman, and he didn't want to do anything, "I have a sense of proportion." ”

Hearing this, Qiandai's heart jumped again, the emperor's words gave her a reassuring pill, the emperor has never explained to the slaves, she knows that the emperor has said this, if he doesn't leave, he will completely provoke the wrath of the saint.

Qian Dai got up, took one last look at her dizzy master, and left the dormitory, but she didn't go far, she waited outside the screen, but she could hear any movement inside.

There was no one in the dormitory, so Li Xuanyin picked up a wet handkerchief, put it in a basin, rolled up his wide sleeves, and rubbed two handfuls.

The jacket was lifted, and the pearl round and jade came into view.

The fragrance of the country is nothing more than that.

Li Xuanyin's breath stagnated.

With such a posture, he has never seen it once between the beds, and the snow skin is powdered when he is in love, like a coquettish begonia blooming, which makes him indulge in it and never get tired of looking at it.

Li Xuanyin's throat rolled slightly, his eyes gradually darkened, and he couldn't help but think about the words he had promised, in this situation, he even felt that those words were deceiving himself and others, and he wanted to cover up, he had measure, but these measures were unbearable to mention in her.

Xu Shishu was lifted for a long time, the people in the bed felt cold, their eyelashes fluttered, their wet eyes opened, and when they saw the emperor sitting on the side, they went to pull the man's sleeves in a daze, "Why is the emperor here?" ”

It's probably so hot that my brain is confused.

Li Xuanyin wiped her hot forehead and face with a handkerchief casually. When it came to Yuehun Yuefu, the movement was slight. Wanfu touched Wen Liang hotly, and subconsciously wanted to get closer, Li Xuanyin's eyes were deep, his face was even darker, and he even went black.

The man didn't know how to come to him alive or dead, and said nonsense in his mouth, "Your Majesty, you hug the concubine, the concubine is so hot......"

This man was very skillful, climbing his arm, rubbing his face on the back of his hand, and humming: "Your Majesty, the concubine is so cold, is the concubine going to die......

As he spoke, the hot, hot tears smashed onto the back of Li Xuanyin's hand, crying so much that his little face twitched, which was very pitiful.

"A-Niang, I miss you so much, only A-Niang treats me well, no one here really likes Miao......"

Such a coquettish beauty, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, should be soft-hearted.

Perhaps it was because this woman's background was too pitiful, or perhaps it was because she was repeatedly punished by others that made him feel pity that he had never felt before.

Li Xuanyin looked at the person in the crook of his arm for a long time, gently touched the face with his palm, rubbed his fingertips twice, and said softly, "Don't cry, I like you." ”

He couldn't tell what kind of liking it was, whether it was the love of a pet around him, or the affection that a man had for a woman.

But he knew that neither of them was very reliable, and his feelings were already fickle, just like he was a concubine, and his eyes and hearts were promised to break through the current situation, but it was just the fruit of Lan Yin and the twilight of the clouds.

He is an emperor, and he sits on the world as a matter of course, and he should not know what love is and what love is. Therefore, I never thought of tying this love to one person, and even more so after the concubine.

Although I don't know how long this love will last, at least for now, he will not hesitate to favor her and give her all the unconditional favoritism and tolerance.

He deliberately ignored the strangeness that crossed his heart, wiped away the sticky tears on his face, and his thin lips touched the woman's eyebrows like a dragonfly, which was a tenderness that had never been shown to others.

……

When Wanfu woke up, it was already twilight, and the Holy Driver had already left.

After a good night's sleep, the high fever subsided, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

Wanfu opened her eyes, touched her eyebrows lightly with her fingertips, looked stunned, and slightly raised the corners of her lower lip.

She's sick, but she's not so confused that she's talking nonsense.

Wanfu got up and lifted the curtain, and Qiandai heard the movement and quickly walked in, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand, "The master can be regarded as awake." ”

Wanfu touched her face, "What time is it?" ”

Qian Dai hung up the curtains, took a clean middle coat and put it on for the master, "Just after the time of Shen, the master slept all day!" ”

"So long?" Wanfu was surprised, and when she glanced at the sky, she was indeed running out of light.

……

Wanfu was ill and rested in the Golden Jubilee Pavilion for a little and a half month, during which Concubine Zhuang often came to talk to her, and Li Xuanyin also came once or twice, and after having dinner with her, she would leave.

I heard that the emperor will rest in the Chaolu Hall these days, and he will go to see Lu Guiren when he is free. Lu Guiren was sicker than Wanfu, and after half a month, his cough had not been cured. Wanfu felt guilty in her heart, and asked her to send the good loquat ointment from the private treasury to Yinshuangzhai to suppress cough, hoping that Lu Guiren would get better as soon as possible.

It didn't take long for Wanfu to recover from her illness and go to Kunning Palace to ask for peace, and on this day, she learned that Concubine Ying was pregnant.

Ying Concubine's face gave birth to a softness that she had never seen before, stroking her lower abdomen, and coming in to greet the queen with Nana, a gentle and whispering appearance, like the hazy smoke and rain in Jiangnan ink paintings, graceful and polite, the mountains are warm and soft, making people feel like a spring breeze.

The concubines present looked at their noses and noses, and secretly watched the confrontation between the queen and the concubine. The queen is the lord of the six palaces, no matter how rude Concubine Ning and Concubine Ying are, they also have a noble and peaceful look.

"It's a happy event that the concubine is pregnant, but can you let someone go to the emperor?"

Ying Concubine smiled lightly, pinched the handkerchief and landed on the seat, "I found out half a month ago, but the emperor told the concubine that the fetus was not stable, and the concubine was not allowed to publicize such a happy event." ”

Half a month ago, it was the day when Concubine Ling fell into the water and fell ill.

The concubines looked at the gentle smile on Ying Concubine's face, and their eyes unconsciously moved to Wanfu's body.

In this small half month, although Concubine Ling was seriously ill, the emperor went to see it once or twice, and the rest of the days were in the palace of Ying Concubine, and others still wondered, now it is clear that Concubine Ling is favored, how did the emperor go to see Ying Concubine, and now it is clear that Ying Concubine is pregnant, and it is no wonder that a dispensable concubine, how can there be a dragon descendant.

Wanfu let others look at her, her face was plain as usual, there was nothing to lose, the emperor had his own considerations, she would not be so ignorant and compete with the dragonborn. However, when the next time she returns to the Golden Jubilee Pavilion, she can indeed take this matter and beg the emperor for it aggrievedly, but she can't suffer it in vain, right?

Concubine Zhao crossed the threshold, and when she heard Concubine Ying's words, she stood behind the bead curtain and tightened her veil. Three years ago, she suffered a lot of secret losses at the hands of this little slut, and she never thought that three years later, this slut was pregnant one step ahead of herself.

How good is she!

"Don't talk too early, who knows that your fetus is coming from the wrong way?" Concubine Zhao pulled her lips and smiled, and sat down arrogantly.

Concubine Ying was not afraid at all, and stroked her still flat lower abdomen, "Concubine Zhao is as open-mouthed as ever, but I am afraid that she will be ruined on this mouth in the future." ”

"Slut, you dare to be arrogant in front of this palace!" Concubine Zhao glared at Concubine Ying fiercely, and was about to have a seizure, when Ling Shuang on the side saw that Niangniang was angry, she hurriedly suppressed Niangniang's arm and shook her head very lightly. Concubine Zhao endured the fire alive.

These days, listening to the confrontation between Concubine Zhao and Concubine Ying, the concubines are not surprised, the two concubines who are favored in front of the saint, the queen mother doesn't care, how can they intervene.

After a please An dispersed, Wanfu was about to go to Yinshuang Zhai to see Lu Guiren, when someone stopped her behind her, "Can Concubine Ling accompany me to the Imperial Garden to sit?" ”

Wanfu turned around suspiciously, and saw Ying Concubine holding the hand of the palace maid and slowly approaching. Her eyes were smiling, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

Wanfu sensed that Concubine Ying's hostility towards herself was not mercilessly mean to the queen and Ning Guifei, but she was looking at it and testing it.

She didn't know what Ying Concubine meant, Ying Concubine was pregnant now, and she didn't want to have anything to do with her, so she politely refused: "Lu Guiren's cough has not healed, I am worried, and I want to visit Lu Guiren first." ”

"It's still early, what is Concubine Ling doing in such a hurry?" Concubine Ying smiled slightly, "Concubine Ling is afraid that I will frame you with a dragonborn?" ”

"Concubine Ying laughed." Wanfu's expression was faint, and she was like the pitiful and coquettish woman beside the emperor that day.

Ying Concubine became more and more curious, what kind of woman is this Ningguo princess. In the cold palace, he was beaten like that, and he didn't say a word, and he was stunned to carry it by himself. seems to have a low status, everyone can be bullied in this harem, but who has bullied her, which one will end well in the end?

Ying Concubine took two steps closer and looked at the woman's appearance, this face was indeed very good.

No wonder the emperor favored her so much.

Ying Concubine's face faded, at this moment, she did have a vicious mind, this coquettish face, if it is scratched, will the emperor still like it?

Ying Concubine looked at that face and lowered her voice, "If you don't give me this face, I'll fall to the ground now." Do you think the emperor will favor a plaything next to him that he teases when he thinks of it, or will he favor his own flesh and blood? ”

Chapter 49

Imperial

When the concubine was pregnant, she was careful everywhere, and the palace people held padded cloaks in their hands and served them one by one, and the tea cup on the table was replaced with a new one, and there was warm plum soup in it. At this time, the plum was difficult to find, so Concubine Ying personally poured one and pushed it to Wanfu, "Taste it."

"The plum soup made by my grandmother is the best. Three years ago, the emperor accidentally learned that I liked it, and he went to the mother's house to get the recipe, and it has not changed over the years. ”

Ying Concubine meant something, as if she was mentioning Wanfu. She looked at it casually, if Concubine Zhao heard this, she was afraid that she would be so anxious that she jumped to her feet. Concubine Zhao is the favored daughter of the family, and she is a childhood sweetheart with the emperor. During the time when she was favored, Concubine Zhao regarded her as a thorn in her eye and a thorn in her flesh, and she just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

But the woman in front of her seemed to be different, she didn't seem to care about the emperor's friendship with others.

Ying Concubine narrowed her eyes.

Wanfu could hear the emperor's bragging in Ying Concubine's words, and she knew why Ying Concubine was quite hostile to herself. It is not surprising that the emperor's preference for himself does make others jealous. But Wanfu didn't care who the emperor favored, as long as it wasn't for Jiang Wanyin, who the emperor favored and what had to do with her.

Wanfu smiled lightly, as if she didn't understand what Ying Concubine meant, "The plum soup is really delicious, don't blame Sister Ying for thinking about it."

This senseless smile made all the thoughts of Ying Concubine nowhere to hide.

According to her intelligence, she would not fail to guess the deep meaning of her words, but she didn't care, or she didn't care about the emperor.

At this time, there was a quarrel in the distance, and the two looked towards that place, only to see Concubine Zhao wrapped in a thick white velvet fox fur, and coldly looked at Xu Yu, who was standing in front of her.

"But what are you proud of when you're pregnant with a Dragonborn? Don't look at yourself! ”

Xu promised to suffer at the hands of Concubine Zhao, and he had already looked for the emperor once last time, but Concubine Zhao was removed from confinement and did not hurt half a point, and even the emperor would go to see her. Xu Yu felt hopeless for a moment, and just wanted to avoid Concubine Zhao, but he didn't want to, so coincidentally, he bumped into him again.

She was about to ask for help, when she saw two people sitting in the pavilion, Ying Concubine was among them, her eyes moved, stretched her neck to look over there, this really made Concubine Zhao move, seeing Ying Concubine and Wanfu sitting in the pavilion, she sneered, "It's really unlucky!" ”

She didn't avoid it, stroked her sideburns, wrapped herself in a fox fur, and walked towards the pavilion.

Concubine Zhao is a concubine, and the rules cannot be messed up, and on the surface, Wanfu and Ying Concubine have to make a ceremony.

Wanfu remembered the incident of falling back into the water in her heart, looked at Concubine Zhao twice, and bent her knees.

Concubine Ying didn't get up, stroked her lower abdomen, and smiled softly, "Concubine Zhao forgives her sins, the concubine is pregnant, and the emperor's special concubine does not need to be courteous." ”

As soon as she said this, no matter how much Concubine Zhao cared, she would be disobeying the emperor's order.

Concubine Zhao looked down on this pretending person the most, she was gentle and petty in front of the emperor, and when she arrived, she made another cunning gesture.

"It's really a slut, it's very delicate."

Concubine Zhao spoke without leaving half a face.

The three of them sat together, which was really weird.

Wanfu wanted to find a way to leave, but saw the palace man next to Concubine Zhao and put a box of walnuts on the stone table. Wanfu's eyelids jumped, and she heard Concubine Zhao say: "If you can't get up, let's peel two walnuts for the palace, and it's all the etiquette." ”

The walnuts that Concubine Zhao put are not as simple as one or two.