How much resentment is this? It involves the qualifications to be emperor. When Huai'en heard the situation was serious, he hurriedly planted rice and harvested a thousand children, and quickly spread it to the "blue cloud".

After passing the small yard, I was my aunt's residence. There was only a night light in the yard, illuminating the road beneath my feet.

I thought it wasn't long before the mosquitoes were smoked, and the fragrance of mugwort leaves remained in the air. When Huai'en entered the courtyard, he saw a small eunuch under the corridor patrolling everywhere with a wooden stick. There were many living things in the mountains, such as hedgehogs, rabbits, and snakes that Concubine Chun feared the most. They all like to drill into popular corners, so checking around before night is a routine rule for each palace.

Rong Bao found a squirrel and rushed forward with a stick. The squirrel had a very active skill and ran away before he could get closer.

"It's a good thing you run fast, why don't you catch you? If you have to be roasted, you won't be muttered by Rong Bao. Just as he was thinking about how the roasted squirrel tasted, he turned around and saw Huai'en in the yard and hurried forward to hit Qian'er, "Master, why are you here?"

Huai'en and this little boy had nothing to say, so they looked up at the dormitory, "Did you rest? Hurry up and pass on a message to the people inside, and say that Long Sui has changed the sign of the master. Please clean up and move to Yanxun Mountain Pavilion."

The purpose of serving the bed is the goal of the concubines' lifelong pursuit and struggle. Rong Bao was immediately excited when he heard this, and said briskly, "" and went to the front of the main hall to knock on the window lattice.

Someone inside said, "What's the matter?"

Rong Bao said: "Aunt, Long live our master's brand, hurry up and pass the master, go through Yanxun Mountain Pavilion."

Huai'en felt relieved, and the message was delivered, and he handed over his errands. Just as he was about to go back to report, he heard the old lady shouting inside: "Where are my shoes? And my purse..."

When Huaien heard the purse, she smiled in a clear smile. The Emperor Wansui said that Concubine Chun wanted to make him a purse. She had been talking about this for several days, and now she can do it. As long as she sends it to Yu Lan, the bad luck she brought with her before will disappear.

In fact, sometimes, Long Sui is easy to coax.

Yi Xing in the room had already removed his head and planned to go to bed. Unexpectedly, Yuqian was sending a message now, so he had to combed his hair again and put on decent clothes.

After dinner, I asked Hanzhen and said that I had sent the golden turtle. At this moment, I was summoned. It was Huai'en who sent the news that she had been to the imperial court. I summoned him when I summoned him. If I had to sleep, I would have to stay in his bedroom tonight, otherwise I would not be able to block the crowd.

Yin Zhu held her hands and delivered the purse of the pursed moth to her. She turned her eyes and looked, "I feel that it seems to be OK now, right?"

Yin Zhu said yes, "You have used all the acupuncture techniques you know. Long live the most knowledgeable thing, and you will definitely understand your painstaking efforts."

If you don’t dare to take it, you will agree to it and it will be hard to regret it.

Yixing took the purse and carefully sorted out the hanging dragon beards underneath. At this time, Hanzhen had already cleaned up for her, so she served her and went all the way to Yanxun Mountain Pavilion.

Fortunately, the journey was not far, and she didn't make her feel unhappy when she went back and forth. To be honest, she thought that her concubine was going to recommend herself to the pillow tonight, so she went back first. She never thought that the emperor was so pure and stingy, and she was so pure and greedy... Alas, what should I do? At this moment, the old aunt, who was free and easy to be free, became leisurely. Others were fasting, and the emperor was ignorant. In the long run, the imperial heir was weak and would be unfavorable to the family, country and country.

While thinking, he sighed and entered the front hall of Yanxun Mountain Pavilion.

But he didn't see the emperor, but Huai'en came forward and said, "Long live the service suddenly. You may have to wait a while before you can get the place. I will order the slave to serve the young master to the east dormitory first."

Yixingduo is not the kind of person who is arrogant because of favor. After hearing what Huaien said, he said it was good. He didn't need anyone to serve him. He walked into the emperor's dormitory with ease, then covered the door, took off his hair and took off his cloak, and then went to bed and lay down.

When dealing with government affairs, it is a busy job, and I don’t know how long it will take to delay. Instead of sitting on the edge of the bed, it is better to lie down and calmly.

It was the emperor who insisted on her and developed her boldness and presumptuousness. If someone else was replaced, she would say that the imperial concubine would be waiting tremblingly, and she would not dare to mess around at all!

Yi Xing lay down to the sky, looking at the beautiful dark patterns of bamboo joints on the top of the tent, remembering the story of the Empress Dowager who described himself and the late emperor before, the love seemed to be unfamiliar.

She also met the late emperor. Ten years ago, the late emperor came to Jiangnan for a tour, and the Shang family was responsible for the residence. The male and female relatives did not miss the opportunity to kowtow to the late emperor. Although Eni told her not to look at the sky and make people know that they would goug the eyes, she still looked at it. A five or six-year-old child could not tell the beauty of a mature appearance, but the late emperor was definitely the best among the men of the same age. Yuwen's beauty was not just a saying. Her brother was well maintained. He drank bird's nest and swallowed the yangling balls every day, but when he stood in front of the late emperor, his appearance was more than a little bit different.

She also said to Enie, "Why is my brother like a eunuch?", and a chisel was suddenly hit on the cover of the sky.

Anyway, the old emperor is a beautiful person, and the current emperor is 70% or 80% similar to him. The inheritance between father and son is really enviable. No wonder no one looks down on the women in the harem. "Anyway, no one is as beautiful as me." He probably thinks that.

As for me, I still benefited from the light of my childhood, and I was treated differently by him for the time being. She also envied the relationship between the Queen Mother and the late emperor... but she didn't dare to think that the Shang family was defeated in his hands. If she said he wanted to be abolished, the power of heaven was unpredictable. If her mind moved, she would be left aside in the future, wouldn't she become more and more pitiful?

However, this dragon bed is really fragrant. He does not need ambergris or sinking water. It is the natural ebony fragrance, which is thick and thick. When he lies down, he feels the fragrance surging and penetrates into the limbs and bones.

After turning over, she felt a little drowsy. It was getting late... I couldn't wait, so she had to go to bed first.

The emperor was reluctantly wasting his time in the study.

I agreed to temper her patience, but I had to boil the oil bowl to dry. Look at the clock, it was about to be the hour of the year, so I asked her to wait for two quarters of an hour. This period of time has been enough for her to reflect on her? Do you know how to serve the king need patience?

Huai'en watched from the side, his eyebrows drooped, but the corners of his mouth smiled.

"Long lively, there is no movement in the east dormitory. Concubine Chun will not fall asleep, right?"

The emperor said no, "I haven't been to bed yet, so she dares not go to bed privately."

"What if the Empress can't stand the night, she will glar first?" Huai'en thoughtfully poked the lungs.

The emperor was not helpful to him, "She has also learned the rules of the court. I don't think she will be so unconventional. If she really sleeps... I have to wake her up and teach her what it means to be a wife."

However, the more I said it, the more I became less confident. In the end, I couldn't listen. I brushed my sleeves and said, "Forget it, I'll go and have a look." After that, I walked through the main hall with my hands and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

As a result, when I saw it, I thought it was dazzled. The old lady had fallen asleep without any surprise. Even if other concubines were lying down, they had to make a good figure. She didn't. She slept on her upper body, her lower body was buckled there, and one knee was arched high, almost close to her chin. A lock of hair was hanging from her temples, and it was floating regularly with her breathing.

The emperor looked at it for a long time and was so angry that he said nothing. He thought that there was no one in his eyes. What is this dragon bed? He would sleep with a big head when he came up?

The more I thought about it, the more annoyed she became, I couldn't help but go forward to push her to wake her up, but when I got closer, I found a purse on the pillow. Although it was embroidered with a butterfly that looked at her, it was also cute and cute.

This person... finally had the intention. At first glance, this kind of embroidery work was done by her. Such a thick mounting liner had to be penetrated one by one, and it was really not easy to use the embroidery thread to tighten it.

The anger she had before, turned into feeling sorry for her to suffer from her fingers. He could almost imagine the scene of her carriage covered with flowers. Although the old lady was a girl who was not polite, she also had the heart and knew how to reciprocate and not take advantage of others. If you have to be kind to her for a long time and treat her well, she would repay you continuously. Isn’t that the love is like this? You respect me one foot, I respect you one foot. If you only know how to ask for anything but not reward, you will become a jealous wolf, and you will not be welcomed for a long time.

The emperor felt like he couldn't let go of the purse when he was wearing this purse. After all, the old lady was born in a wealthy family and her aesthetic taste was unambiguous. Gardenia yellow with red, emerald green with cinnabar, four colors on both sides, and she didn't pick up clothes. He stood up and walked towards his waist to compete. Look, it was really a perfect match. As for tomorrow's outfit, he put the purse on the single robe with Buddha-headed green, looking left and right, and it became more and more beautiful.

So he smiled between his eyebrows and eyes, stepped on his feet and sat gently beside her.

I couldn't bear to wake her up, so I carefully untie my keys, put my clothes on the elm mountain scenery table beside me, and then lie beside her.

It's so strange that the two of them have no husband and wife, but they also make him unable to stop. I thought to myself that she would last until the end of time, and she was by my side every day. After waking up, she was the first thing I saw when I saw her, and my life became impeccable.

She mumbled, and finally adjusted her sleeping position. She should have dreamed. She suddenly opened her eyes and said, "Master, I will serve you."

The emperor was startled, "I'm fine, why are you serving me?"

She did not respond to him and closed her eyes again, but one hand held his clothes tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away.

The emperor's heart felt soft. The Shang family was defeated. She must have been very scared when she was in trouble, but she volunteered to enter the palace. This was the most correct choice she had made for half her life. Anyway, even if she didn't want to, she would still be pulled in.

He leaned over his arm and tried to let her fall asleep on the pillow. Only then did he feel like a lover. Even if he didn't think about the skin, he would feel satisfied. But she was sleeping soundly. He tried several times and tried it through her neck without success, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Maybe it was because she was not careful enough that she woke her up. She said with a tongue: "If you are half skilled in governing the country, you won't be laughed at me." While saying that, dragging his arm, turning his head to press it down, and murmured, "Don't mess around, go to bed quickly." She turned her back, but her sleepiness was gone.

The emperor was very disappointed and wanted to sleep with her, not to look at the back of her head. Moreover, she didn't know how to pillow the arm of a person. Her ears were like fulcrum, and it pressed his forearm firmly. His hands would numb soon. This time she didn't need to refuse, so he pulled his hand back and then closed his eyes with his fate, leaving no beautiful thoughts.

Alas, this is her bedtime service. Two people slept in the same bed and could not do anything. In fact, it was also very boring.

Yixing opened his eyes and pulled the pillow with his fingers blankly. This was woven with jade pieces and bamboo strips overlapping. There was a thin gap in the middle. One of her fingers drilled in. At first, the tip of her claws hurt, but later, when she suddenly loosened, the pillow collapsed.

My heart jumped and I thought to myself that it was over. She broke the emperor's pillow. She quickly turned over and sat up, looked at the jade pillow that had been separated from the stall with regret, and plucked it with helplessness, looking like she had caused trouble.

The emperor finally lifted his eyelids, looked at the pillow, and looked at her again, "Did you have a knife on your head?"

Yixing said no, "I just fell asleep like that... I touched it a few times and it broke up."

The emperor sighed, sat up cross-legged and looked at him, "What should I do? Pay compensation."

"I want to compensate again?" Yixing said embarrassedly, "I will give you a gold croaker every day. There is not much cash in my purse anymore, so I won't pay it!"

The emperor looked at her indifferently, "You have been crying for poverty since you entered the palace until you were promoted to the throne of concubines. You are still crying for poverty. Even if you give all the treasury, you can't change this problem." He paused and said, "I don't want money. Think about what you can do, and it's not impossible to compensate."

In fact, the emperor's idea was very simple. For her pretty girl, he wanted to ask for another sack and a sweat towel. However, he was not proud of his identity and was unable to speak up. He gave her a wink for her to experience it herself. If she could have an epiphany, then she would have a great conversation.

As a result, I don’t know which string this old lady was wrong, so she quickly covered her mouth with her eyes and hands, “Don’t think of kissing me!”

The emperor couldn't help but feel confused. Did his eyes make her feel illusioned? He didn't even think about it. She was randomly misinterpreting it. Could it be...

"You want to seduce me?"

What a trick to ask you to get into the trap. Yixing thought to himself, he was obviously designing to induce her to say it, and pretending to be a gentleman. Who would he disgust?

The mouth was tighter and tighter, "I wouldn't betray my beauty for this little thing, and I don't have money, so it's amazing to take the pillow back and return it after it is repaired. Do you think it's okay?" In the end, the rogue's style was revealed, "If it doesn't work, then there is nothing to do. If you don't have money, you can do it, just take your life, please do whatever you want."

The emperor felt that such people had to deal with them, "You are forcing me to kill me! You don't want you to compensate the pillow. I will let someone spread it tomorrow, saying that Concubine Chun's back hurts and she should rest well in the time being, and then hang the pillow on the gate of the "cloud" so that everyone in the palace can come to admire it."

Sure enough, she hesitated, looked at him with alertness and said, "What does it mean? What does the pain in the waist have to do with the broken pillow?"

The young girl didn't understand, but she knew that since the emperor could use this to threaten her, it would definitely not be a good thing.

The man smiled proudly, with a strange smile, and said nothing, and lay down with his legs crossed, and after a long time, he said, "You just wait for the whole palace to see your joke."

This made her really anxious. She stopped covering her mouth and said, "What does it mean? You can explain it clearly. Do you want people to know that the pillow is crushed by the waist? Is this a joke?"

In fact, she is quite smart, but she lacks some common sense of living. After all, the girl's family is not as knowledgeable as a man. Seeing that she was so anxious that she was sweating on her nose, he felt embarrassed to continue teasing her, and just glanced at her implicitly, "The pillow is more useful. When you sleep, you can put it under your waist when you are in a room. Look, the pillow is crushed... Don't the nanny Jingqi in your palace teach you how to serve the emperor? Do I want me to explain it so clearly?"

The old lady was stunned as if she had heard strange stories and didn't come back to her senses for a long time. After she figured it out, she became more and more determined to believe that this person was so bad that she was really bad.

But things have to be resolved, and the pillows are broken. If he really promotes this tomorrow, it doesn’t matter if a man is thick-skinned. How can he be a human being in front of the Queen Mother?

"Then let's... let's discuss it?" she said hesitantly, "You offer a price to see if I can get it."

The emperor smiled at her gracefully, "Do you think I am short of this 200 taels of silver? Even this country belongs to me. I raise my hand and squander money like soil, do you understand?"

Yixing nodded and understood, "You don't lack gold and silver, nor do you lack beauty. So what do you want?"

"I lack a heart." He stood up and looked at her burntly, "Don't pretend to be confused when you understand. Your mind just now was faster than me."

So, even if she didn't give up until she achieved her goal, she had no choice but to give up resistance, looked at his plump lips and said, "I've tried my best, I'll clean it up in one mouthful, how about it?"

The emperor said yes, and he set off his posture, looking like he could pick it up.

Yixing Plague Head Plague stared at him for a long time, and was embarrassed to say that she actually wanted to kiss him too.

I still remember that on the night I was sleeping the day before, he forced her to kiss her three times. Although he was angry at that time, his lips left a memory of him. It was interesting to savor the soft touch. It is undeniable that I liked him a little and had clearly distinguished him from Doctor Xia earlier, but the longer the time, the more I got along with him, Xia Qingchuan began to overlap with Yuwen, and it was impossible to separate him until now. She finally clearly realized that they were the same person.

Because of her concern, she could only like her indifferently. She leaned over and reached out to pinch his chin. His breathing gradually became rapid, and his eyes were also misty and misty. But the old lady was still your old lady, and at the moment when he was full of thought, he came loudly on his mouth.

The louder he expressed his sincerity. She understood this way, but the emperor showed a little regret, "Can't you kiss me quietly? Why are you doing such a big mess?"

Anyway, she was not satisfied, so she suddenly lost her patience and felt that he was starting to be poor and pretentious again.
To be continued...