Chapter 42: : Blood Palace Sand

Xuan Yuanyu opened the pottery jar, and inside it was a dark-colored guard palace. When Xi Yanzha saw the head of the palace, he only thought of the snake of that day.
"I don't want to force you." He said this lightly and replied, "You shouldn't want to be my woman, right?"
She should deny this sentence.
After all, this involves the dignity of an emperor, but it comes to the lips, but it is only a smile:
"The concubine is willing to share any worries for the emperor."
After the words came out, she couldn't take it anymore.
After a pause, she replied:
"The emperor has worked hard for the past few days and should be very tired. The concubine is waiting for you to rest early."
Gu Zhizuo said it, it turned out that she still couldn't do it suddenly.
Xuanyuan Yu condensed her, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't find a trace of blue.
This sentence, in his ten years of succession, seems to have only Xiaolizi said.
The queen mother's demands on him will always be so high, no matter whether he is tired or not, from small to big, he cannot show a trace of weakness before the queen.
And the rest of the concubines?
All they want is Yu Lu Enze, whether he is tired or not, they care about it, they only want this.
Even if he knew that the woman in front of her had her cares, what she wanted, but because of saying this, let his heart feel a sudden stunned.
His hand slowly faded the tulle on half of her, like the arm of snow, the blood-colored gongsha was clearly reflected there.
Her arm twitched slightly, and he placed the gecko on the end of her arm and whispered:
"Order later, there will still be."
"If the emperor believes in concubines, then whether or not this gong sand is the same."
The gong sticks out his tongue, and with only one lick, he completely licks the gong sand.
In her heart, she was ashamed. In fact, she did not lose anything, but she was not used to it.
However, she also knows that if she still has this symbol of chastity gong sand after the servant today, the queen mother can't explain it at all.
It's just that Si Ni once said that at the beginning of the night, there will be blood, this blood—
She raised her eyebrows, stretched out her hand, took off an earring, and then thrust the sharp part of the pendant firmly into her fingertips. With this thorn, her hand was suddenly held by him. Only a little bit, and at that point, the red beads came out.
"Emperor--" Her voice was very soft, but even so soft, he still heard clearly.
He hugged her, and she was shocked, his body was already embraced by him into the bright yellow veil.
The tents fell one after another, covering everything.
Her body is very soft, it should be the reason for practicing dance for many years.
Her softness was so clearly passed on to his palm.
Her sweet fragrance haunted his nose so elegantly.
But, he couldn't hold her for too long!
Because, she is the daughter of Nalan Jingde!
He gently hugged her and lay on the mat, and then the guardian waved with his gestures and turned into a pool of bright red blood, reflected on the white silk parquet on the Jin Huangming mattress. Eye-catching.
She was still holding the earring in her hand, and as she lay down on the soft mattress, the earring slipped from the palm of her hand and fell there without a sound.
He suddenly closed his hand, let go of her, and slept straight to the inside.
Between him and her, there was a piece of white silk kerchief in between, and no one would ever take a step.
Her heart did not beat calmly, but her face did not blush, and she turned sideways, sleeping towards the side of the falling tent.
Across the layers of tent, there was a swaying candlelight outside, the faint ambergris behind her came, and in a trance, she wanted to hold down the sleepless eyes and pressed down heavily. , She subconsciously leaned out of the couch.
In addition to the sound of rain, the hall is very quiet, in addition to the more leaking sound, take a look, look at the bottom of the heart of the person who has not yet fallen asleep.
Xuan Yuanyu turned sideways, looking at the light and shadow, looking at Xi Yan. Her snowy tulle enveloped the white carcass. Under the candlelight, she folded a kind of crystal luster.
In the sky of March, it was not cold in the hall. However, if he slept like this, he would eventually catch cold. He picked up a quilt and covered it with her, but this cover, she subconsciously avoided it, As soon as she escaped, her body rolled straight down the edge of the bed.
He was shocked and quickly reached out to hug her.
This package, she leaned into his arms cleverly, without a trace of refusal.
I remember that when he was in front of people, he held her hand because of the perfunctory necessity. She always showed no traces, but she actually took the trouble to get rid of him.
In the harem, no concubine would reject his sanctity.
She alone.
At first, he had thought that it was just her desire to refuse to welcome her, as a means of attracting him. However, at this time, she asked to go to Mu Fangan to pray for blessings.
This blessing is about three years, but without a recall, you will be there for life.
Therefore, if she is smart, she will never use this method to refuse to return.
Perhaps, at that time, he had to believe the fact that all she wanted was the tranquility of the palace.
However, this kind of sacrifice, once a woman who has entered the palace, no matter how to understand the glory and glory, usually one will not do it.
She alone.
He embraced her and forgot to let go.
Now she should be asleep. The butterfly's eyelashes cast a slight shadow on her fair face, and he was embraced by him, but he frowned.
Is she resisting him even in her sleep?
Involuntarily lowering his head, it was just an earring that reached her waist. He picked up the earring, and as soon as he took it, he found that there was something else on the earring. He took a closer look. It turned out that the looming musk fragrance came from this earring.
There was a faint chuckle on his lips. In this palace, it was the biggest wish of all the concubines to be able to bear his dragon heir.
However, some people are unwilling.
Can this be regarded as another special feature of her?
Still, she had seen it for a long time, and she was pregnant with dragon heirs, which meant death-not the death caused by court misfortune.
Outside the palace, there was a sorrowful night owl cries, only one sound, all around, and silent, he gently released her hand and took Jin to cover her. To avoid it, but curled up peacefully in the quilt, sleeping peacefully.
Within four hours, she would not wake up.
In the palace, there was no fan of incense. The reason why she slept is because there is another mystery in this dragon couch, which only the emperors of the past dynasties knew.
He got up and stayed.
His steps were very light, and the dormitory and the accountant on the side of the bright yellow mantle would not be found when the figure turned.
Walking to the apse, he gently swirled the candlestick in the innermost corner, and a brightly lit underpass appeared behind the curtain of the wall to the east.
Just now, he was a bit worried about seeing her going here. Fortunately, she did not touch the candlestick with an organ. Otherwise, he did not know whether he would actually kill her.
He is not a compassionate king, more often, he is a symbol of cold blood and cruelty. Therefore, there should be no exceptions for her.
Walking into the wall curtain, a figure stood there early, saw him, and turned:
"It seems that in the future she will become the emperor's best blindfold."
Yes, only when the concubine is above, can he wait until the hour.
The rest of the concubine ’s bedtime was only an hour, and after the end, he would be sent back to the palace. They noticed.
However, at present, he needs to enter the stone room for three hours every five days. These three hours are crucial to him today.
However, it cannot let anyone know.
Not even the queen mother.
"Hopefully." His tone was still very pale.
Since the Queen Mother wanted to see it, it was Yulu Junze, so he gave her.
His heart has long been empty and cold.
Since five years ago, he will never fall in love with anyone.
Out of the heart, there are layers of dense cocoons that wrap it tightly, and it is deep that no one can reach.
The door of the stone room closed slowly, and the corner of the room was clear.
He didn't return to the dormitory until the moment when the sound leaked until Chen Xi would show up.
On the couch, she was still asleep, but she was too flattering to sleep.
He did not expect that she would have such a side.
She was thrown to the bed under the bed, she curled up and fell asleep, and under the white tulle skirt, she exposed half of the shiny white and slender legs. This sleeping position is very inelegant, but it is Tempting.
He shook his head, what was he thinking about?
She is the daughter of Prince Xiang, this is the same fact!
On the couch, outside the bright yellow veil, the voice of the dormitory came:
"Emperor, it's a moment."
In the past ten years, except for the exemption and the New Year's Eve once every half a month, he had to get up at the hour of the hour and go up at the hour of the hour.
This is another obligation that must be fulfilled as an emperor.
Some helplessness, more, is involuntarily.
"Go in." He said indifferently as usual.
It was Tong Shimomei who lifted the curtain to the advanced hall. She came forward and congratulated:
"Emperor, stay or not."
"stay."
This word, Mo Mei was not surprised. After so many years of history, the emperor has never stayed.
The meaning of staying is that she can record the attendant in the history book of Tong, and the concubine of the attendant will have the honor to conceive Long Si.
If she does not stay, then, not only does she not have to be recorded in Tong Shi's annals, she will also use a bowl of soup and medicine to wait for the concubine and concubine to expect to conceive Long Si.
"Slave slave, congratulations to the mother."
Mo Mei called out, but did not see Xi Yan responding, but continued to fall asleep.
According to the rules, at this time, Xi Yan should get up and thank the emperor.
But, this lady was still asleep.
Mo Mei's drooping eyes just saw the white silk tarpaulin stained with blood on the ground, and the silk drape lay there folds, and even the blood on it was sticky like a few plum blossoms.
Including, the quilt that also fell on the ground can only show that the ‘battle situation’ of last night was fierce.
really--
"You don't need to let her get up first. Mo Zhu, wait for me to go up."
Speaking of this sentence, Xuan Yuanyu stayed and glanced at the quilt on the ground. Mo Mei had already picked up the quilt for a long time and put it close to Xiyan.
With this cover, she frowned.
That's right, the gong sand on the arm of the lady is gone. But why did she leave no trace on her body?
Still flawless like a white wall?
She has been doing history for so many years and has seen many of them naturally. In the impression, except for the first queen, the rest of the concubines will not leave many traces when they are sleeping, but they will never leave a trace of them.
unless--
This moment, suddenly, Xi Yan turned around gently, opened his eyes, and whispered:
"Liqiu."
"Niangniang, you wake up, congratulations," Momei said softly.
Xi Yan realized that here is not Bing Ran Palace.
Everything last night was in chaos. She had never slept so well. She was so familiar that she didn't even remember what happened before.
She rubbed her head once, and when she saw it, in front of the couch, the bright yellow figure stood there, waiting for someone to put on the kimono.
Involuntarily avoiding looking at him, he lowered his face, but saw the plaque stained with blood in Momei's hand. His face suddenly became hot.
Even if that's not true, after all, others will think of it as that.
She wanted to get up from the couch somewhat, and at this moment, she should also salute him. How could she still lie on the couch like this?
Momei looked at her as she wanted to get up, and quickly made her eyes signal to the nearby maiden to help her up.
Xiyan's lotus foot stepped into the silk shoes, but saw him turn around and walked towards her.
"You don't need to go to the Ci'an Palace to ask for peace today, but go back to the palace and rest." He said this lightly.
She lifted her face before she had to say anything, but he suddenly caught her body and brought her closer to him.
His face was so close to her.
His eyes were so dark, and at this moment, as if there was a shimmering star in it, she glanced into her eyes.
Although it was not the first time so close, it was the first time that made her heart thump.
She is not used to such a kiss.
He leaned closer to her, his lips were thin and graceful, and at this moment, almost touching her lips, whispered, with a touch of ambiguity:
"Last night, I didn't want to hurt you, but I still—"
In the next words, he did not say that other people sounded, but thought he lowered his voice and did not want to be heard by them.
Mo Meiben's suspended heart finally let go.
It turned out that it was so.
It's the emperor's pity for her mother.
She thought about it more.
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