Chapter 37: : First samurai

Xuanyuan pressed against her.
Her panic made her want to push him away for a moment and flee.
However, reason refrained from doing so.
His cold fingers lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him, his eyes, like the most crystal black crystals, shimmered brightly, intoxicating.
However, at the moment, in the center of the black crystal, she saw her blue silk spread on the bright yellow pillow, and her face was uncomfortable.
He lifted her chin, thin lips close to her lips, whispered, with a bit of ambiguity:
"Drunken concubine, how many skills have you learned to serve me in these few days? I really look forward to it."
His sleeves were full of faint ambergris, which made her slightly dizzy.
"Emperor, the concubine first waits for you to dress wide."
Delaying time is the only thing she can do now.
"No need."
Xuanyuan said coldly, his lips only a minute away from her.
Her lips, without lipstick, are still bright and dazzling.
Of course, is this Fang Ze really something he can taste?
No matter how beautiful, let's carry poison.
He let go of her chin and removed the clothes from him with one hand.
Xi Yan closed her eyes and sighed slightly, daring not to look at it again.
Why, the medicine is not working today?
Her palms were sweating, and as he pressed her tighter, her body began to tremble.
"Drunken concubine, you closed your eyes so, don't you want to look at me?"
"Emperor, concubine is just not used to it."
She didn't know what else to say. She was keenly aware that his hand, she couldn't help it anymore, stood up and vomited, and she couldn't stop vomiting.
Finally, it worked.
I don't know when to start grabbing my heart, and finally let go.
There was a smile on Xuanyuan's lips, but the smile was only a passing moment.
He saw that on her original white and white skin, a red rash suddenly appeared, and these rashes made her in front of her no longer flawless.
But, she couldn't hide her beauty.
Yes, she is getting more and more beautiful.
After three years of absence, her beauty has added a charm.
As if it were a woman who didn't belong to the world, it made people dare not blasphemy.
But, tonight, he blasphemed this beauty.
The only reason is that she was assigned to him by the queen mother. He could n’t brush off this ‘beauty’.
Only he knew how unbearable this ‘beauty’ made him.
He reached out and tried to open the drawer on one side, but, finally, he closed his hand.
This spit, she spit almost all of the water, there is no disgusting smell in the air, but there is a sweet fragrance coming over his ambergris, a room of safety.
"Emperor, the concubine is lost."
She wiped her lips with Sipa and hurriedly escaped the dragon couch, kneeling to the couch.
The deeper he laughed, she really had a way to refuse.
Her smooth body, a little rash at this time, just like that night.
Is it worth it to refuse?
Doesn't she know how important appearance is for women in this deep palace?
What exactly does she want?
If it is a means of refusing to welcome, then taking this risk is not worth it.
The wick of the jellyfish candle has a bright stamen leaping, but in a flash, it turns red into ash and emits a soft beep.
"Tuantai doctor."
He ordered this to the outside of the temple, and took the cloak on the hanger with his hand, just throwing it, just covering her body.
Outside the layers of tent, he heard the echoes of the two female officers.
Every night, when he came to the concubine, they stood there. As the eyes and eyes of the Queen Mother, they did so much.
He didn't want to see them again, his eyes drooping, but he saw that Xi Yan seemed to let out a light breath.
At this moment, his heart suddenly stopped.
This night of gratitude ended in a very strange way.
The drunk concubine vomited on the dragon couch, and became allergic to a rash. As a result, she could not bear the grace and was sent back to Bingran Palace.
This kind of description spread to the Forbidden City in a very fast way on the day after the draft.
Even more, the concubines in the palace paid more attention than the draft.
When the drunk concubine who asked for the blessing at Mu Fangan was taken back to the palace by the empress of the queen, they were afraid. Because, this undoubtedly represents a turn of the wind in the palace, this fear, with the drunk concubine, when the arrival at the Forbidden Palace, has increased unabated.
It's been three years, and the three years of misery in An'an haven't faded the appearance of Drunk Concubine.
How can I make them not afraid?
They believe that Xuanyuan is fond of beauty, and the beautiful woman who has been spoiled for three years depends on that face?
So, how can the drunk concubine not worry about them now?
After all, Xuanyuan withdrew her brand three years ago, preventing her from keeping her filial piety. Now, what else can he consider for this emperor?
They must not be afraid.
Because, this may mean that their suffering in the forbidden palace will become more distant.
Those fresh and bright showgirls, in any case, will still follow the convention and get a chance to be a servant. For them, this opportunity may not even be available.
Their brand will only be covered with deeper dust.
Although, in this palace, concubines who are spoiled and pregnant will not live too long, but are beautiful women not an exception?
They also have reason to believe that they will be the next exception.
Fortunately, the drunk concubine was obviously still a blessing. This situation happened on the night of the bed-sleeping, and finally let them breathe a sigh of relief.
They can even foresee that the drunk concubine is now very regretful and helpless.
However, Xi Yan at this moment is indifferent.
Today, due to her body allergies, she was ordered to leave Qiuqiu to the queen mother, and she tweeted about the two ceremonies.
Of course, this is only one of the purposes.
What she wants is that she will not be promoted again in the short term.
Her position is too high, and then promoted, it is Zheng Yipin concubine.
The heights are not only unbearable, but will make her once again become the target of the public, and perhaps her life.
And she can't be okay.
The seemingly long-favored Saint Grace may be a choice to maintain the family, but it is not the only one.
Especially in today's harem, it is most important to protect your body.
After all, during the three days of returning to the palace, she had read the dossiers in the related palace during her free time.
The result of the review only revealed a message to her: Mu Xiu Yu Lin, the wind will urge it.
Three years ago, the day after she was promoted to a concubine position, the bottom of the silk shoes was moved by someone, causing her to fall to the bottom of the valley. How could she forget?
She believes that these pairs of silk shoes were only replaced when the ulterior motives heard that she was going to Mushan.
In other words, just after she entered the palace, someone prepared this 'meeting ceremony' for her.
Now, the second brother can immediately practice with the army, and wait until he can really inherit his father's military honor. For her, all the efforts are worth it.
What is better than her family and what she expects more?
Of course, this expectation changed into deeper anxiety as the female officer in charge of the draft bowed in:
"Niangniang, this is the roster of women who should be drafted today. The queen mother has ordered the slave-servant to present to Niangniang."
Li Qiu reached out to take over the roster and handed it to Xi Yan.
Xi Yan took it, glanced at it lightly, her hand, but with this glance, she was stagnant:
"Prince Xiang Wang's daughter Nalan Qiang is 13 years old."
There should be the name of her sister, which she did not expect.
Even the younger sister is of the age to be selected, but according to the ancestral system, the girl does not necessarily have to participate in the draft.
However, she forgot that not everyone sees entering the palace as a burden. For the side concubine Moran, Nalanqiong entering the palace may mean a capital that can do whatever it wants in today's palace.
Xi Yan closed the roster, and the empress ordered her to show it to her, and she knew the meaning.
The queen mother was very dissatisfied with her attendant last night.
How can she hide the queen mother with these careful measures?
And she, too, knew it.
As always, she always wanted to be kind, but it was just a matter of time.
However, she did not expect that the queen mother would use this method to compromise her so quickly.
Wisdom is like a queen mother, and she really knows her weaknesses and uses them.
"Prepare for this palace." She ordered the roster back to the woman officer.
"Nuo." Li Qiu said.
Xi Yan's hands touched her cheeks, and her rash did not fade. She covered her face with a white gauze, went up, and hurried away to the two ceremonial palaces.
Before entering the hall, I saw that there was Luan Fenghua Gai standing outside the hall.
The Luanfeng pattern can be used in the palace, but only the queen mother and the queen. Now that the middle palace is vacant, then the queen mother must be in the hall.
With the spread, she walked slowly into the hall.
In Naran Palace, she can enter the palace by herself.
Because the palace is deep, and it is not the place where Nalan Qiang should be treated. Her half-sister is naturally introverted and cowardly, which is not suitable for this bloodthirsty invisible palace.
So, even if the side concubine Moran would curse her, she would have to stop it.
Fortunately, now, the first show girl has not yet seen, everything is too late.
Kneel like a room, only to hear the words of the queen mother from the temple:
"Ai's family heard that the drunk concubine was sleeping last night, but suddenly his body was unwell. Today, the Ai's family has allowed you to rest in the palace. Why is it coming again?"
"When I returned to the queen mother, the concubine got up a little earlier and felt better. Just as the female officer presented the roster, the concubine remembered the queen mother's instructions and dared not go against it."
She uttered this sentence with panic in her ingenuity, and still knelt to the ground.
"Oh, is it? It seems that the drunk concubine still takes the words of Ai's family seriously. That's it, it's so cold on the ground, kneeling in case of getting sick again, it's the wrong of Ai's family. Mo Ju, help the mother to rise "The Queen Mother paused and turned back to Xuanyuan." "Emperor, although this year's draft was extended for two months, but the Secretary of the Bureau carefully selected these 50 beautiful women. Even the mourning family looked at the image sent by the artist the day before and thought it was pretty good. "
"Today, my mother accompanied me to choose. I believe that the woman elected to the backyard must be what I want." Xuan Yuan said this indifferently and ordered, "Little Lizi, start."
Grandpa Li was killed. With a sharp voice rang outside the hall, Xi Yan seemed to see that year again. She did the same, step by step, into the hall, but didn't want to. Concubine.
Fifty show girls, two in each batch, enter the hall in sequence. Of the two, they may be retained at the same time, or none of them may be retained.
However, it's just the thought of the emperor.
The queen mother is obviously quite enthusiastic about this collaborative draft, but Xuanyuanyu is indifferent.
Xi Yan sat on his side, and his eyes never dared to look at him.
I don't know why, after last night, she felt a strange sense to him.
Dare not look at him.
Yes, dare not.
However, what we have to face is always to face it.
As Sili's shouted:
"Prince Xiang Wang Nalan Qiang, 13 years old."
Xi Yan's gaze finally settled, and the beautiful shadow came slowly outside the hall.
Nalan Qiang walked in the hall wearing a white gauze felt hat and bowed in courtesy.
"Bring dew rose into the night incense," the empress chanted the poem, laughing, "I don't know if you can afford this dew, take off the felt hat."
"Nuo." Nalan Qiang took off the white yarn felt hat covering Jiao Rong.
Xi Yanwang asked her half-sister that she hadn't seen her in three years. She did come and go. Although undecorated, she could be regarded as outstanding in this show.
"Drunk Concubine, what do you think?" The Queen Mother asked suddenly.
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