The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1311 Tongque Spring Locked Gold Hairpin (4)

"Your Majesty, the Emperor will be here soon, you..." The maid who served her looked at her hesitantly, but lowered her head and continued, "You will be going to bed later."

Aunt Jiang had already finished her bath, and she changed into a scarlet gauze skirt. The gauze skirt was not very see-through, but there was something vaguely revealing about it, and she could see the looming snow-colored skin under the gauze skirt.

She was lying on the recliner in the courtyard with her eyes closed, blowing the night breeze, while the maid beside her was hanging her legs down for her.

The maid's words didn't make her open her eyes, she closed her eyes for a nap, and said "um" unhurriedly, as if she wasn't in a hurry or scared at all.

Taoyou looked at the girl in front of her with some doubts, she clearly said that she hadn't dealt with anything yet, shouldn't ordinary girls be very afraid when encountering such a thing?
Besides, this empress doesn't seem to be sad at all, after all, she will be the emperor who can be her grandfather.

Taoyou looked at the lazy and charming lady in front of her, and sighed in her heart, she felt it was a pity.

I had heard that Miss Jiang from the General's Mansion was well educated and well-mannered, she looked like a lady, when she hadn't seen the empress, she thought she was a gentle person, but after meeting her, she realized that the empress seemed to be the same as the rumored one. Miss Jiang is a little different.

She has a beautiful appearance, her mannerisms are very lazy and charming, very attractive, but it has nothing to do with the rumored appearance of a lady.

Taoyou peeled the grape skins and fed them to Aunt Jiang. Just as she was about to say something, she saw someone walking in from outside the courtyard. It was the little eunuch guarding outside the Jinchai Hall.

The little eunuch came in, and when he saw Concubine Jiang, he quickly saluted and said, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is walking towards the Hall of Gold Hairpins."

Hearing this, Taoyou stood up in a panic, and then looked back at the empress on the chaise longue.

The girl lazily opened her eyelids, she yawned, got up flirtatiously, and said lazily, "If you come, you will come..."

She turned around, holding the veil with her slender fingers, and raised her hand to support the loose golden hairpin.

"Remove these, it's not good for the emperor to see."

She glanced sideways, and with lowered eyelids, she glanced at the chaise longue she had just been lying on.

Hearing this, Taoyou hurriedly tidied up: "Yes, this servant knows."

Aunt Jiang's jade fingers painted with cardamom casually held back her skirt, her steps were lazy, and her back was swaying gracefully every step of the way.

She was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, stroking the broken hair on her cheeks, and it didn't take long before she heard a voice from the palace servants outside the door, "Slave/servant sees the emperor."

Hearing the sound, Concubine Jiang turned slightly sideways, meeting the eyes of the old emperor who came in.

The old emperor is sixty-four this year, with a few black hairs mixed in with his white hair, his eyes are cloudy, his eyes are a little black, and his body bones are even thinner. Even wearing a dragon robe, he can't feel the aura of the Ninth Five-Year King at all. .

When the old emperor saw Concubine Jiang, his eyes lit up.

"My beloved concubine, my beloved concubine, I've kept you waiting for so long!"

The old emperor came over, hugged the beauty in front of him, and planned to take a sip.

Jiang Yu smiled coquettishly, with a chill in her eyes. She held the fingertips of the handkerchief to cover the mouth of the old emperor who was about to come over, and raised the end of her charming eyes: "Your Majesty, you are really anxious. You made me wait so long. For a long time, I just want to take advantage of others, it's really annoying."

Looking at the beauty's charming eyes, the old emperor was overjoyed, hugged the beauty's shoulders, and laughed: "It's my fault, it's my fault, who made my beloved concubine so attractive!"

(End of this chapter)