Chapter 84

"Farewell to your majesty."

The girl's body is soft and soft, and her green eyebrows and eyes seem to brighten a lot overnight, just like the crabapple with dew on its branches.

Zhao Huaijin's eyes were slightly restrained, reaching out and touching her face, "if you feel unwell for the first time, you don't have to go to the queen to see you off."

The young girl's pink cheeks showed a smile of shame, watching the imperial chariot slowly leave Mingshui Pavilion.

Her innocent smile disappeared and she said lazily, "somebody, change my clothes."

Since we have come to the battlefield of the harem, how can we do without seeing the big boss?

Fengyi palace is bright and gorgeous, and its master's identity is displayed everywhere.

Li Jiaqi was very surprised to see the queen.

It is said that the beloved concubine is often associated with the "six palaces of gorgeous crown". However, the woman on the main seat does not lose color among the masses. She is dressed in a red dress, and her eyebrows and eyes look like paintings, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

Even though Li Jiaqi was complacent about her physical beauty, she could not help but feel a little jealous. She even doubted whether Zhao Huaijin's eyes were wrong, and she even ignored such a beautiful woman?

But men, more or less, are bad. Wives are not as good as concubines, concubines are better than stealing.

At the thought of this, she regained a little confidence and walked in with a shy face.

Suddenly, the eyes of the imperial concubines fell on her.

Lin Lang naturally noticed that Zhao Huaijin stayed in the Mingshui Pavilion yesterday, but a group of beauties hated her teeth.

Li Jiaqi's face was bright and lustrous, and she was well cared for.

In the plot, Zhao Huaijin is infatuated with Li Jiaqi's body at first. Later, she is shy, pure and indifferent to the world. She is really a lotus flower out of the mud and not stained in the back palace of the smoky atmosphere. Then she gradually falls in love with her and properly "loves because of desire".

It is not acceptable or even disgusting. The emotion derived from physical happiness is just a kind of "crazy and abnormal infatuation". If it is emotion, it really tarnishes this kind of beautiful and sacred relationship.

So, she's just flirting, not about love.

However, how can the male master know that the female owner just regards him as a boss and doesn't want to have a love affair with him for more than a thousand years.

Of course, although the female leader said that she sacrificed a lot for the male Lord and forced herself to stay in the cage of the harem, she was just reluctant to live in such splendid clothes, especially an emperor who was infatuated with you.

It must be a girl who can refuse this vanity.

Lin Lang light lift sleeve robe, light tea tea tea, low eyebrow cover up the corner of the mouth a touch of ridicule.

"Ah! Blood, blood

All of a sudden, a woman screamed in a shrill voice. The girls saw that Princess Mu was pale and covered her stomach. She had been pregnant for three months.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic.

"What's the matter, noisy?"

The emperor's deep voice came from the outside, and Zhao Huaijin came from the dragon.

"Your Majesty, my child, my concubine's child..." Princess Mu looked at the blood under her skirt in horror.

Zhao Huaijin frowned, "quick xuantai doctor!"

With the imperial concubine Mu being carried into the side room for treatment, the Hall fell into a dead silence.

"Queen, do you have something to say?"

Sure enough, the first one to do the operation was the noble woman above the imperial concubines.

"I went back to see a farce."

She folded her sleeves carelessly.

Zhao Huaijin's face was as deep as water. "The empress Mu had an accident in Fengyi palace."

The implication is that if you don't give a satisfactory treatment, you can't escape the frame up.

"Oh, so what?" She chuckled, and her eyes were as if she had broken a pool of spring light. "Your Majesty could not protect Princess Mu herself, but she came to take my concubine to make a crime. Could this be How disgusting? "

Disgusting. This is the second time he's heard it.

The corner of Zhao Huaijin's mouth was pursed into a tight straight line.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. It's time to take a nap. Please let me go first." Lin Lang got up, Shi Shi ran made a salute, then turned and walked into the inner room.

The bright red drag of the skirt, swayed the view of the imperial concubines.

Good, arrogant queen!

This completely overturned Li Jiaqi's impression of the master of the palace!

In her opinion, the queen is the emperor's first wife, should be a dignified and virtuous face to the emperor's concubine, usually also have to be a lot of charming concubines show all kinds of love, oneself also have to all kinds of care, don't you see that most of the empresses on TV are haggard and old?

While Li Jiaqi was secretly thinking about it, Minghuang's figure passed by her neatly. Gold and red overlapped, and she went into the inner room with the queen.

She was slightly stunned.

This is the first time that Li Jiaqi has clearly realized the concept of "emperor and empress".

And the inner room is another kind of psychological contest.

Zhao Huaijin quickly walked a few steps, grabbed Lin Lang's wrist and exerted a little force. Her voice implied a warning, "queen, don't you think you are too much?"In front of so many concubines, how could he face him directly?

"On the contrary, my concubine thinks that it is the man who is rude to the woman that should be condemned most." Lin Lang pointed to the red skin pinched by him, "Your Majesty, how about your cultivation?"

Emperor Mo Mou micro Zheng, she took the opportunity to break free, walked to the desk, let two people across a safe distance.

"Queen, you are different."

He spoke lightly, but he repeatedly challenged the authority of an emperor.

She drooped her eyes, and her long eyelashes left a crescent like radian. "Shouldn't it be your majesty who started it?"

He began to frown.

"When will I --" he was interrupted.

"I heard from others what happened before I lost my memory. Your majesty, do you want to listen?"

She had a warm smile, as if to say unrelated people and things, "they said, the Queen's mother is really too poor, how strong her family is? Was it not copied by your majesty? How about having a peerless beauty? It's not that you can't win over the emperor's heart. You see, three times of pregnancy, three times of abortion... "

"Shut up." His knuckles turned pale.

"Your Majesty, is it hard for you?" The woman's smile faded. "I don't know how I suffered the pain of three miscarriages before, but I know that it must be a desperate nightmare. You think, such a fragile little guy, he has not yet had time to appreciate the beauty of the world, he has not felt his mother's joy, he Close your eyes forever. "

"Shut up! I want you to shut up He suddenly leaned over, grabbed her arm across the desk and said, "don't talk about it."

He thought that the emperor had no intention. In order to win or lose in the end, he could ignore everything.

He just ignored the weight of this woman in his heart.

On that occasion, when he was in a rainy day, he took refuge under the eaves of other people's houses.

The 13-year-old girl is graceful and graceful, wearing a purple cicada skirt, holding a blue and white oil paper umbrella, showing the elegant beauty of her boudoir daughter.

She went straight to the other person.

"Brother Cunzhi, my father told you to go back first and wait for the rain to stop."

"Did dad let me go back?" The boy was almost surprised to scream.

"What's your father? Don't identify relatives." The girl turned her eyes and glared at him. In public, she was not ashamed.

"No, I mean your father."

He murmured, "sooner or later it will be my father, not bad."

Zhao Huaijin saw that girl's ears were red and her cheeks were pink, as if she had been coated with honey.

Later, he learned that the girl was the prime minister's daughter.

When the mother said she would point her to himself, Zhao Huaijin's face did not change.

Yes.

Lin Lang bowed his head and pulled his fingers open one by one, even though the other party's fingernails cut her skin.

"Your Majesty, I've got a new poem. Why don't you write it to you?"

Wolf hair dipped in ink, rendering in rice paper.

His eyes sank and fell on the paper.

See people at the beginning of the language vomit dumb, do not return to sleep in love with the car.

One night I cry about the fate of the matter, for the suspicion of clothing less wisp of gold.

To the surprise of the concubines of the imperial concubines, the affair of imperial concubine Mu did not come to an end.

Empress Mu is the Queen's favorite concubine. She accidentally gave birth to a male fetus in Fengyi palace. Shouldn't her majesty feel heartache and ask the empress to blame, and then resolutely abandon the empress?

However, after the emperor walked out of the Queen's bedroom, he just said, "sude, give me a good investigation, who is so bold in framing the queen."

Is it to frame the queen, not to frame Princess mu?

For a moment, the imperial concubines thought they had heard something wrong.

"Whoever offends my wife will be killed without mercy."

In the last three words, the meaning of killing is steep.

Li Jiaqi's pupils seemed to have been pricked by a needle and suddenly shrank. She had never been in such a panic like this moment.

When the emperor was angry, the corpse was a million, and the blood was flowing thousands of miles.

The words and sentences she once saw in the textbook suddenly became real things. She felt absurd and worried about her future.

It is said that accompanying a gentleman is like accompanying a tiger. Who can judge that he can laugh to the end?

She buried her head deeply. She should not simplify the thought of the harem, nor should she regard a monarch who controls life and death as an ordinary man.

It is night, the rich ink color invaded the whole palace, Zhao Huaijin in the imperial study is still correcting the memorial.

"Your Majesty, it's time to turn over the sign." Soud, the manager, whispered.

Zhu pen a meal, "present."

The little eunuch immediately bent down and handed over the jade plate.

Zhao Huaijin reaches out and touches the wooden card of "Li Guiren", but in her mind comes the poem written by the queen.

-- a night's coquettish cry at the bottom of the matter, for the suspicion of clothes less than wisp of gold.

That year, when the queen was pregnant for the first time, the joy on her face could not be covered. Her eyes were more and more affectionate. If She gave birth to a dragon. She is about four years old this year. Her short stature just pounces on his feet to act coquettish.He might hear the childish voice calling his father and father again and again.

The emperor took back his hand, and his handsome face showed some inexplicable regret, "no, I'll go to the Queen's side tonight."

With the bright moon, the imperial chariot drove slowly to the Queen's bedroom.

But in the harem, it was a sleepless night.

Mingshui Pavilion.

"Master, it's time to rest." Li Jiaqi's eldest daughter in law came over and put on a dress for her and gently comforted her, "today is the first day of junior high school. According to the regulations, your majesty should stay with the empress."

The girl gathered up her clothes, and her beautiful face under the candle fire was stained with a clear sadness, "I know." Who doesn't want the emperor to make an exception for himself? Fifteen years ago, Princess Mu was diagnosed as happy. Zhao Huaijin left the palace and stayed with her for a night, which really raised her face.

His tenderness this morning gave her the illusion of extreme favor, so when he didn't come, she would feel more lonely.

Is she overestimating herself?

She is just one of the countless beauties in the palace.