When Liu Yunlie and Jiang Xuanjin started war in the suburbs of Beijing, Li Huailin drank to drown his sorrows in Fengyi.

He lost his troops, the situation was unstable, and his status was in danger. Although Feng Yijun was quite polite to him, this kind of politeness was never like the flattery and respectful people had before. He wanted to be in Fengyi's capital, and Feng Yijun blocked him back in a few words, which made him very depressed.

The only thing that made him feel comfortable was probably that Concubine Ning was still with him. With her around, Li Huailin felt very at ease. Although Concubine Ning seemed to have always had something to do, it did not prevent her from being considerate to him.

However, Concubine Ning was not feeling well in the past two days and could not accompany her, so the Weiwei beside him took him to the Song and Dance House. While drinking, he watched a group of girls twisting their slender waists and swaying their cloud sleeves.

With a confused look, Li Huailin felt as if he had returned to the palace. He raised his head and sipped up his wine, and spit out all the imperial edicts that no one in the world dared to refuse.

A thin waist squeezed into his arms, Li Huailin took it and called out: "Wanwei."

The dancer was stunned, then giggled, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and handed the wine cup to his lips: "Wanwei serves the young master to drink."

Zhan Yan laughed loudly, and Li Huailin drank the glass of wine with her hand, pinched her chin, and kissed the wine into her fragrant lips.

...

The lights were dim, and Ning Wanwei stood in the courtyard of the palace for a long time, but she didn't see anyone coming back.

"Empress, please go in and rest!" said the palace maid worriedly, "The imperial doctor said that you need to take care of your body. This is the late night, where can you stay long?"

After his wandering thoughts returned, Ning Wanwei coughed lightly and asked her, "Your Majesty knows that I am sick?"

The palace maid bit her lips and nodded: "The imperial doctor reported that the empress was unwell and could not accompany her, so her Majesty went out."

The pearl on his head trembled slightly, and his steps were shaken slightly. Ning Wanwei lowered her eyes and couldn't help but remember when she first arrived at Feng Yi.

At that time, His Majesty also fell ill. He was a spoiled person. He had a long journey of trouble and the heat never subsided. She was waiting beside him, and she slept on the small stool beside his bed for five days, never leaving him, so that he could see her every day when he opened his eyes, so that he could not feel at a loss in a strange place.

However, when she was sick, he had no idea of ​​coming to see her.

It is true that one is a concubine and the other is an emperor. It is natural for the concubine to serve the emperor, so how can one force the emperor to take care of the concubine? The emperor is young and has learned the art of governing the country from others, but has not learned how to love others.

In other words, I felt that she didn't need to be hurt. After all, she was two years older than him, considerate, delicate and thoughtful, and was not as pitiful as other concubines, and had never acted like a coquettish person with him.

It was all her own question.

When she entered the hall and lay on the bed, Concubine Ning thought that she should take good care of her illness and let her ignore him for the time being.

I thought so, but after lying for an hour, she heard the movement of the emperor returning to the palace outside, and she couldn't help but hold up and put on her clothes to greet her.

"His Majesty."

Li Huailin's eyes were blurred, and he pulled her up and hugged her in his arms, rubbed his chin against her shoulder, and whispered: "I miss you so much."

After a warm heart, Ning Wanwei felt that just one sentence was enough for him. The resentment in her heart disappeared without a trace and the corners of her mouth rose.

"Hey, why are you changing your clothes?" Let go of her. Li Huailin looked up and down, and said with a smile: "It's still the one that looks good just now, with a small willow waist and a floating bell skirt."

Wei Wei stood beside him and winked at him repeatedly. However, Li Huailin was really drunk and could not understand what he meant. He pulled Concubine Ning and walked into the main hall: "Come on, let's drink again!"

The place where it just got hot was poured thoroughly by a basin of ice water. Ning Wanwei looked at the emperor in front of her in a daze. Her eyes touched the rouge color on his lips and her pupils shrank slightly.

"Empress..." Wei Wei looked at her suddenly pale face and hurriedly came up to explain, "Your Majesty just drank two more glasses..."

"Where did you drink it?" Ning Wanwei asked softly.

Wei Wei's face turned red and said, "It's the nearby song hall..."

"You are so brave!" Ning Wanwei turned around and scolded, "That kind of place can also be taken to take Your Majesty? What is Your Majesty's identity?"

Wei Wei wanted to say that if it were before, he would definitely not have gone, but now the palace is gone and the ceremonial guards are gone. What's wrong with just walking around the nearby song hall?

But after looking at Concubine Ning's angry appearance, he did not dare to say anything.

Li Huailin pulled and wanted to leave, but couldn't walk. He turned around unhappily and looked at Ning Wanwei and said, "What are you fierce? My daughter should be gentler at home, come and dance again."

For the first time in her life, Ning Wanwei shook the emperor's hand hard. The force was so strong that she couldn't stand even if she was shaken. She was barely supported by the palace maid and coughed violently.

The night wind swept, Li Huailin shivered and suddenly woke up a little.

Wei Wei knelt in the courtyard, he stood against the palace gate, and Concubine Ning stood three steps away from him, coughing so hard that her thin shoulders could not stop shaking.

"Beloved concubine?" Realizing that something was wrong, Li Huailin panicked and stepped forward and said, "I... I'm a little late to come back."

Ning Wanwei trembled her lips and couldn't speak. She just bent her knees and saluted him, then grabbed the palace maid's hand and returned to the side hall.

"You..." Li Huailin really wanted to chase after him, but he thought it was ridiculous. They were imperial concubines, not ordinary couples. With so many people, he was a dignified emperor, so he still had to put his face down and beg for a concubine?

Holding back his steps, Li Huailin turned his head and said to Wei Wei calmly: "Go down, it's nothing big."

"Yes." Wei Wei hurriedly retreated.

After looking at the side hall again, Li Huailin rubbed his eyebrows and said to the eunuch: "Summon Concubine Ning for me."

He is an emperor, can she hide?

The eunuch was newly brought up on the road. It was more transparent than the one before. He paused and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has not recovered from her serious illness."

"So what?" Li Huailin snorted coldly, "If I ask her to come, she has to come."

"Yes." He bowed and left, and the eunuch sighed. The emperor really doesn't know how to pity others.

After half a stick of incense, Ning Wanwei knelt in front of Li Huailin. He sat on the chair and looked at her sideways: "Get angry?"

She whispered, "I don't dare."

Isn't this still a saying that I dared not? I used to talk to him so gently. Now this hard tone is not a tantrum? Li Huailin raised his chin, looking like Long Yan was angry, but he didn't speak anymore. He just glanced at her with his eyes to see when she would be willing to be soft-hearted.

However, Ning Wanwei kept kneeling until her eyes turned pale and her body swayed, and she didn't speak anymore.

Li Huailin's drunkenness completely woke up, knocked on the table and asked her angrily: "Do you think I'm declining too, so you have no patience to say soft words to me?"

Kneeling without any sense of consciousness, Ning Wanwei stared blankly at the bluestone bricks on the ground, feeling that this was floating from a very far place.

Do you say soft words? If he had taken the initiative to see her once these days, if there were no traces of messy signs on his body tonight, she would have said that even if he was still feeling uncomfortable, she would have coaxed him.

But now she really has no strength. Even if he is angry, she can only bow her head: "I don't dare."

He didn't dare to do anything again. He saw that she was obviously very brave! Li Huailin was furious and slapped the table: "You must kneel out and kneel, don't be in front of me!"

"Your Majesty." The eunuchs and palace maids next to them were shocked and subconsciously wanted to plead for mercy.

"Whoever talks too much will go out and kneel with her!"

“…”

Perhaps because he knew his temperament too much, Ning Wanwei didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She just kowtowed to him and stood up with her sore legs.

"Empress." The palace maid looked red and came to help her. She shook her head and signaled that she was fine. She only pressed the weight of her body a little more and whispered: "Hold on it."

The palace maid nodded vigorously and supported her to leave the main hall.

Li Huailin looked at her back silently, with a gloomy face and full of resentment.

The eunuch was no longer afraid to say anything. Looking at Shi Chen, he was just trying to serve the emperor to bed in a bad manner, and that day was over. Who would have thought that as soon as he was about to speak, he heard the emperor ask, "Is she so sick?"

He took a deep breath in his heart, and the eunuch quickly replied: "The imperial doctor said that although he had no worries about life, he was really suffering. The empress kept coughing and was holding it back in front of you."

His face was a little better, and Li Huailin murmured in a low voice: "I feel uncomfortable, why are you angry at me?"

However, with this reason, he felt much better and whispered: "Let her go back and rest, and I will say I have mercy."

"yes."

Ning Wanwei knelt in a daze, not knowing what was going on, so she was sent back to the side hall by the palace maid. In the next few days, she had a fever that was so hot that she was so cold that she never got out of bed again. When the illness was cured, there was already chaos outside.

"I heard that Lieutenant Liu was defeated and was sent to catch turtles in the suburbs of Beijing by Ziyang Jun. He suffered five defeats in a row. The food and salary could not keep up, and his troops were dispersed, and he fled with the remaining soldiers." The palace maid whispered to her, "Your Majesty has been busy in recent days, so he didn't see you."

Even if she is not busy, there is no need to see her, let alone be busy? Ning Wanwei nodded, dressed up and changed her clothes, and wanted to ask the emperor for peace.

However, Li Huailin was furious in the main hall, and everyone was at the door, and no one dared to go in.

"I really think the stolen troops can turn the world upside down? I ruined my military talisman in vain! The morale of the army is unstable. Why does he think he can fight Jiang Xuanjin? Now, he will be defeated in a mess, and he will be defeated in a mess!"

With a "bang", a vase hit the ground, and then his roar: "Get out of here!"

Several civil officials and military generals ran out of the hall. Ning Wanwei looked at it and retreated back to her side hall.

"Your Majesty, Liu Yunlie is coming to Fengyi." The last one who was left with a tough bullet was Bai Dezhong. He bowed his hands and said, "Although he was defeated, he still held an army of 60,000. For the safety of Your Majesty, it would be better to retreat two cities eastward."

Li Huailin said with a dark face: "As an emperor, why should I avoid my ministers? Fengyi's city is enough to resist Liu Yunlie. There are monarchs around to help him. Wouldn't it be a shame to retreat again?"

Bai De thought about it again and said, "I am just to prevent this. If Your Majesty feels it is okay, I will not say much."

After saying that, he bowed and said he would leave.

He was the only one left in the huge main hall. Li Huailin sat in a depressed manner, feeling really uncomfortable, and couldn't help calling the eunuch and asked him, "The imperial concubine hasn't recovered yet?"

The eunuch replied: "You can get out of bed."

Why don’t you come to see him if you get out of bed? Li Huailin was a little annoyed, but thinking that she was so sick that she was in a bad mood, so she didn’t care about her anymore.

After tidying up the dragon robe, he summoned the palace maid to tie his hair up again. He pretended that nothing happened and went to the side hall.

"I wish you a blessing to Your Majesty." Ning Wanwei bowed her knees and saluted.

There was a bit of meat before, but now there is only a bone rack left to support the heavy palace skirt. Li Huailin frowned: "Didn't the Royal Chef repair your body?"

"If you want to go back to your Majesty, you will make up for it, and the meal is very delicious."

"Then why are you still so thin?"

With his hands folded in front of his waist and abdomen, Ning Wanwei whispered: "I have just recovered from a serious illness and it is inevitable to lose weight. Thank you for your concern."
To be continued...