The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 121 The Night of the First Snow (1)

Jiao Rong was so drunk that she seemed to have separated from the world and everything around her, as if it had nothing to do with her anymore. She was only immersed in the sound of the zither and her own dance, and didn't feel that there were other people around her at all.

Soon, several guards in front of the imperial court came up to open the way first, probably because of the emperor's reaction when they were just on the way, at this moment, the guards drew out their knives as soon as they came up.Bai Sang had never seen such a posture before, she immediately knelt down, shrinking her body timidly, not daring to look directly at the coldly shining blade.

Afterwards, the emperor himself walked up slowly, not in a hurry, but his face was calm, obviously thinking that it was not a normal thing for someone to dance at night on this turret.Before the emperor had time to look at the people in front of him, he caught a glimpse of Bai Sang who was kneeling beside the guards.

After reacting for a while, the emperor's sleepy mind suddenly woke up. After a few seconds of stunned, the emperor raised his head and looked straight ahead. There was a huge wave, obviously shocked.

The clothes on Jiaorong's body were very thin, completely inconsistent with her usual conservative temperament, but it also brought out the uneven figure that was not usually seen on her body.Jiao Rong didn't have any make-up tonight, and even had only a very simple hairpin on her head, but even so, her cheeks stained with alcohol were still full of charm.

Jiaorong's skin was originally fair and translucent, like a baby's, but at this moment, under the reflection of the lamp beside her, she was even more glamorous and charming.

Even the emperor, who was accompanied by countless beauties in the harem, was stunned at the scene and didn't know how to react.

The imperial guards all lowered their heads when they saw the disheveled Jiao Rong.Coincidentally, Xida was on duty tonight, and she was in the line of imperial guards, standing not far behind the emperor.Since Jiaorong refused to stay and fly with him, Xida never went to see Jiaorong again. Now that they met again, Xida looked at Jiaorong's eyes like an abyss, and it was impossible to penetrate to the bottom.

Just when everyone stopped in place as if standing still, something unexpected happened.While the mesmerizing sound of the piano was taking pictures with the beauty, a few grains of pure white snow suddenly fell from the sky, and not long after that, the snow grains turned into large snowflakes and began to slowly fly down.

Looking at the snow in the sky, Liang Jiugong opened his eyes wide. He took the ivory white silk umbrella from the little eunuch beside him, opened it and put it on the emperor's head.Originally, they thought that it might rain tonight, but who would have thought that the weather was so cold that it turned into snow directly.

This year's snow came a little early. I don't know whether the first snow in the Forbidden City was handed over to Qiu Han or rewarded the beauties.

Jiao Rong danced alone in the snow, the whole building was full of people at some point, the emperor stared at her from beginning to end, wanting to stop her, reluctant to let her catch cold in the snow, but he was so fascinated. Not half a step.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the piano downstairs slowly ended, and Jiao Rong also stopped slowly, narrowing her eyes slightly.She was still drunk, not sober, and the moment she opened her eyes, she almost fell to the ground due to drunkenness.

At this moment, the emperor himself stepped forward a few steps quickly, caught Jiaorong's weak body with quick eyes and hands, and wrapped him directly in his arms.Afterwards, Liang Jiugong hurried forward and covered the heads of the two with an umbrella, and the emperor took off the black fox fur on his body without saying a word, and put it on Jiao Rong instead.

Jiao Rong looked at the emperor without knowing why, as if a thin layer of mist was in front of her eyes.She frowned slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was drunk: "You are..."

"Your husband." The emperor answered these words very casually, and then he put his arms around Jiaorong's waist without changing his face, and hugged her up.

At this moment, Xida, who was standing behind the crowd, watched the scene, subconsciously frowned and took a step forward, but soon, he stopped, gritted his teeth deeply, and looked at the emperor helplessly. Holding Jiaorong in his arms, he went downstairs slowly.

How much he wished that the person holding Jiaorong at this moment could be him, but now that Jiaorong has become the emperor's woman, he can only hope that the emperor will treat Jiaorong better.Because only in this way can Jiao Rong's future life be better.

The snow fell harder and harder, Xida walked at the rear of the imperial guards, bowed her head and remained silent.

The northwest turret is a little closer to Qianqing Palace than Chengqian Palace, and the snow is falling heavily. Obviously, the emperor no longer cares about the etiquette and etiquette, and directly takes Jiaorong back to Qianqing Palace.

Jiaorong was really not wearing much clothes today, the emperor ordered his subordinates not to follow when he arrived in front of the palace, and then the emperor went back to the bedroom with Jiaorong in his arms.

The Qianqing Palace is naturally warmer than other palaces. The emperor put the velvet on the couch, stood up slightly, and twitched his eyelashes twice, obviously needing a process of thinking about everything in front of him.

Jiao Rong closed her eyes, she probably fell asleep, but her cheeks were still red.The smell of alcohol on Jiaorong's body was very strong. In the past, this smell would probably make the emperor uncomfortable. After all, he himself only drank a few kinds of wine, and he was not used to it if he changed to other wines.

But the look of Jiao Rong at the moment didn't make him a little impatient, it was even very fresh.After all, Jiaorong at this time is really different from before. The madness under her restrained and calm skin seems to suddenly appear, as if this is her original appearance.

Thinking that Jiaorong had been catching cold all night, the emperor inevitably took two steps closer and reached out to touch her head.Perhaps the jade finger on the emperor's thumb accidentally touched the velvet, she frowned and snorted softly, like a coquettish little girl, feeling a little coquettish.

This appearance provoked the emperor couldn't help curling the corner of his lower lip, and after confirming that there was no heat on his head for a while, he withdrew his hand.Then the emperor put his hands behind his back, turned his head and called out: "Liang Jiugong."

Hearing this sound, Liang Jiugong, who was lying on the crack of the door outside the hall, hurriedly pushed open the door, ran all the way with big strides, panting, "The slave is here!"

"Bring Qi Kun here, and bring some medicine to prevent wind and cold." The emperor's tone was very flat.This Qi Kun was an imperial physician who specialized in diagnosing the emperor when the first emperor was in power. Now he has become a judge of the imperial hospital, and he only diagnoses the emperor's pulse on weekdays.

Hearing this, Liang Jiugong quickly responded "Yes", and then said: "The servant has asked Miss Baisang to return to Chengqian Palace to marry the clean clothes for the young master Wuya, and they will send them soon."

The emperor gave a "hmm" and didn't look at Liang Jiugong, but kept his eyes fixed on Jiaorong's blushing face.The originally beautiful face was now a little more seductive because of the smell of alcohol, like the troublesome beauty that the common people said.

(End of this chapter)