Chapter 133: The selfish and cold-blooded emperor (7)

Before Qinghe finished speaking, she was interrupted again and again. The rest of her words swallowed from her throat, her eyes were unspeakably lost, and she turned and left quietly. +++All Tanmei novels: www.sto123.cc
Yu Yan looked at her figure and looked sideways at Concubine Xian, "Sister and Concubine Shu have been banned, and there are still a lot of ideas. I heard that I am not punished to kneel and push my sister. Is it possible that this has passed? "
She is not shrewd, and she is leading the war both inside and outside.
"It's just unintentional, it's okay." Concubine Xian smiled, did not reveal her dissatisfaction with the meeting, looked at her clothes, "My sister's clothes are really good-looking, if my palace remembers it correctly, it is a gift from the emperor Isn’t it a tribute?"
Hearing that, the corners of the jade concubine's mouth were slightly raised, "It is the group bestowed by the emperor, and the concubine also feels very good-looking, and made two clothes."
That was the reward she received on the day of enlisting her concubine, specially worn to see the emperor.
"No wonder." Concubine Xian praised again, "The emperor also has a very good eye, knowing what color is most suitable for my sister."
Yubi is more shy and feels so, if the emperor invites her to bed, she will definitely win the emperor's favor.
The two of them walked forward, and the concubine Xian Yu Guang glanced at Yubi, deep in her eyes, it was extremely cold, even without waves.
Concubine Shu has a lot of ideas, but the emperor doesn't necessarily appreciate it. It doesn't matter if he is punished, he wants to fight for the favor, which is just wishful thinking.
at the same time.
Qinghe returned to Jingyang Palace, facing the look that his master expected, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't bear to speak.
Seeing this, Song Wan could also guess that the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he twitched the corner of his mouth, "I haven't seen the emperor, or what?"
Qinghe could only speak truthfully, describing the scene in front of the Imperial Study Room again, and the incident of encountering the concubine and the jade concubine.
Song Wan listened, saying that no response is false, and sneered, "They think that this palace is not banning feet, is it in the cold palace? Is it true that this palace is a sick cat?"
"Yubi Niangniang said her words without any barriers. Don't be so angry with her." Qinghe comforted her.
Song Wan calmed down, and sighed helplessly, "If the emperor can't see the cakes from the palace, he will lose his mind for several hours."
"The emperor... will see it, right?" Qinghe didn't feel confident when he said this.
All the empresses should send it by themselves, she is the only maid, and the father-in-law may not know that it was given by their empress.
"Then I hope the emperor can see it." Song Wan stood up and walked into the house.
Qinghe also hurriedly followed.
Yushufang.
Father Yuanhai put aside the food sent by the ladies, picked the one sent by Qinghe, and placed it by the desk.
Bending over, the words were respectful, "The emperor, this is the taro cake from Empress Shu."
Ji Huai was writing without raising his head, "Let it go."
"Yes." Father Yuanhai didn't understand again, he just put the box aside properly, and then stepped aside.
After Ji Huai annotated the memorial, he put it aside and looked up at the pastry.
Father Yuanhai hurried forward, opened the lid, and took out the taro cake. The taro cake placed on the green leaf was shaped like a petal, and the aroma came out. There was a note under the green leaf.
"The emperor." Duke Yuanhai took out the note and offered it both.
Ji Huai raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his head, stretched out his hand to open, the font is small and neat, the pen is full of ink and he wrote: "Acacia"
Excerpted the love poems of Li Kang, a famous poet in the late Zhangbei Dynasty.
His eyes fell on the last sentence: thinking heartbroken, hoping for your return.
Yuan Hai stood on the side, secretly observing the emperor, only to see that the other party put down the note, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he gave a soft smile.
Obviously Longyan Dayue.
Concubine Shu is really different, so she can't take it lightly in the future.
Ji Huai tasted a piece of taro cake and said to him, "Take a piece too, and see how Concubine Shu's craft is."
"Xie the emperor, slave." Father Yuanhai took a piece with both hands and pushed it aside. After tasting a piece, he naturally wanted to admire, "The craftsmanship of Concubine Shu is probably comparable to the cakes produced by Yushanfang."
Ji Huai laughed, "Don't praise her, the tail should be up to the sky."
"The slave is telling the truth." Seeing the emperor smiled, Duke Yuanhai looked more sincere, and said again, "Emperor Li went to get the pulse of Concubine Shu, and it’s no problem."
"Ok."
Night fell.
Song Wan still held a glimmer of hope that he could see the note she wrote and could come and see her.
She was banned and could not go anywhere.
Wait and wait.
He came late the first two times, but when Haishi came, she had waited until Zishi tonight, but he still didn't see him.
It was late at night, and everyone in the palace was resting.
Qinghe stepped forward and persuaded, "Niang, it's late at night, you should go to bed, the emperor may not come today."
"My palace is not sleepy." Song Wan sat at the table, propped his chin with one hand, but also forced it.
"Niang Niang, it's really late. In a few hours, the sky will be bright. You are just right, but you can't stay like this." Qing He persuaded again, looking worried.
Song Wan still stayed for another quarter of an hour, and finally couldn't help it. Just thinking about getting up and walking to the interior, Qing Cui ran in from the outside, her voice was joyful, "Manny, the emperor is here, the emperor is here."
This time, Ji Huai didn't come alone, and there were people waiting around him. In the middle of the night, the entire Jingyang Palace had to wait for a while.
Song Wan's sleeper was scared away immediately and stood up.
Ji Huai wore a black uniform, a jade crown on his head, noble and pure, with one hand behind him, and walked in.
"My concubine has seen the emperor." Song Wan stepped forward and saluted.
"Get up." Ji Huai took two steps forward, reached out to help her, and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping?"
"The concubine missed the emperor because she couldn't sleep, so she sat and waited for the emperor. I never thought that the emperor really came." She reached out and took his hand and pulled him into it.
"I have been busy recently, and I told you that there is no need to wait." Ji Huai looked at her and said.
"Wait, it's the concubine's affairs. The emperor has taken care of it?" Song Wan finished speaking, reaching out and holding the corner of his clothes, and said, "Isn't the concubine waiting for the emperor today?"
He must have seen the note she wrote.
"You." Ji Huai raised the corner of his mouth, sighing helplessly and asked, "What if you can't wait for me?"
"Isn't there any special taste in the cakes the emperor ate today?" She pulled him and sat on the bed.
"What smell?" He was curious.
Song Wan climbed onto his shoulder with the other hand, and a delicate face moved forward slightly, her eyes were clear and bright, her red lips closed together, and her voice was sweet and greasy, "It's all about the sweetness of the concubine who missed the emperor."
"It's sweet."
Ji Huai was really tickled by her words, and immediately hugged her soft body and fell onto the bed.
Song Wan fell under him, her eyes filled with affection, looking at him, "Why can't my concubine wait? The emperor must have tasted it."
"I tasted it." Ji Huai nodded, covering her slender waist with his hands, rubbing, his eyes changed a little.
"From the eyes of the concubine, the emperor still sees that they are all emperors?" Song Wan said softly, his slender hands untied his belt, his voice getting louder and louder.
Ji Huai reached out and grabbed her hand, placed it on top of her head, staring at her water eyes with a smile, "I looked carefully and looked again, except for the charming and charming, but I didn't see anything else."
"It's definitely the emperor who didn't look carefully, and the concubine is so wronged." She snorted and looked up at him. The delicate and attractive collarbone under her white neck was more obvious, and her bright black eyes widened slightly. If the emperor takes a closer look, will there be no emperor? In his eyes and heart, he is the emperor."
Ji Huai couldn't wait to take another look, so he just wanted to make people cry.
The two were naked and entwined, Song Wan embraced Huan under him, and her graceful figure was haunting him, which made Ji Huai almost uncontrollable several times.
A soft begging for mercy and a charming look in his eyes made him lose control.
After the end, the two sweated out. Ji Huai took her to the penthouse and took a bath with her. Song Wan's feet were weak and he lay softly in his arms.
Ji Huai circled her, looked down at her and said, "I can see clearly, it is indeed me in Ai Concubine's eyes."
Song Wan was tender, delicate and weak, and said, "The concubine is also the emperor both physically and mentally, but she is trapped in the palace and cannot go to see the emperor, she can only miss it in her heart."
"In the past, I could see the emperor from a distance. Now if the emperor doesn't come, I can't see it anymore, and I will deepen my miss."
Ji Huai put his hand on her smooth back, and his voice was low and magnetic, "Isn't I here today?"
Song Wan turned around in his arms, took the initiative to wrap his neck, and stubbornly said, "The concubine body can't even deliver cakes to the emperor. I waited for the emperor for a whole day before waiting for the emperor to come. I can sit in this courtyard in silence, and I have been sitting in the courtyard for a long time today, and I can't go anywhere."
Ji Huai looked down at her, and freed a hand to scrape the tip of her nose, "Then you can't help but have your feet."
Her eyes were startled first, and then she was delighted. It seemed that she didn't expect it to be so easy, and her lips were duplicity. "The concubine body did not deliberately escape punishment. I am very touched, how can I be proud of my favor?"
"Then I will take back what I just said?" Ji Huai teased her.
Song Wan was a little anxious, holding him in her arms and dragging her voice, "The emperor, you don't have a joke, you lie to a concubine, do you have the heart?"
He laughed, "I can't bear it."
"The flowers in the back garden are all blooming, and the concubine body has not been well appreciated. Wait for the concubine to appreciate it. After two days, the emperor will come up. The concubine body is not only sweet, but also fragrant. The emperor will definitely like it more, OK? "She didn't hide her purpose in the slightest, and said coquettishly.
She didn't want to restrain her foot, lest everyone thought that she was in the cold palace, and no chance of turning over, anyone would dare to step on her.
Ji Huai smiled so that his chest trembled, and with a strong hand on her waist, she pressed her against the edge of the wooden barrel and pressed her closely.
Song Wan didn't hide, she just said, "The concubine body is just sweet now, but it's not fragrant at all."
"I don't mind."
The two were messing around in the penthouse again. It was almost dawn before they lay on the bed again, Song Wan lay on him, lethargic.
Just when she was about to fall asleep, a deep, magnetic voice sounded, seeming to be a little indulgent, "I can't help but do what you want."
She was very tired and didn't think much about it, but she knew to hug him and say something nice.
After that, he couldn't hold on, and fell asleep.
Looking at her sleeping face, Ji Huai stretched out his hand and gently touched her hair, then bowed his head and kissed again, with tender eyes under his eyes. ,,URL m..net,...: