Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

Gao Rang quickly caught up with Da Mao's open coat in his hands: "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself."

The emperor took the big-haired open coat and put it on Du Jiyan.

"Is it cold? Get up quickly."

Du Jiyan stood up tremblingly and couldn't help but tremble.

The emperor took her hand, held it in his, and carried her into the Palace of Supreme Harmony like a chicken.

The ground dragon is boiling hot.

The fire was blazing.

It's the familiar avocado scent.

Du Jiyan leaned against the charcoal fire to warm himself for a while, and then his body became warm.

While Du Jiyan was keeping warm, the emperor held a book in his hand and looked at her secretly.

She was dressed carefully this evening. Wearing a water red waist-pinched Sichuan brocade robe and a white jade tassel tied at the waist, she is dressed in a decent manner. The velvet flower on her head is very nice, and her pair of pearl earrings are also very lustrous. This outfit costs at least twenty taels of silver. It seems that he is really making money, unlike when he first entered the palace, where he could not find anything valuable.

Du Jiyan raised his head and met the emperor's gaze.

The emperor quickly moved his eyes to the book.

Du Jiyan also pretended to take out an embroidery bag, some silk threads and a silver needle, and sat there watching the lights fall, why not do some needlework.

The emperor choked.

Doesn't she know what it means to ask her to come to Taihe Palace at Haishi? You actually brought an embroidery bag to embroider flowers?

Du just said: "Hai Shi asked me to come, could it be that I would accompany you to read a book."

The emperor couldn't help it first: "Put your embroidered fabric away first. The light in Taihe Palace is weak, so don't damage your eyes."

"The emperor should also take good care of his body and put away his books. It is not suitable to read at the end of the year."

Du Jiyan put down the embroidery bag in front of him, and the emperor put down the book in the back.

"I wonder why the emperor asked me to come here?" Du Jiyan asked.

"I asked you to deliver the fried chicken in person, but you refused, so I had to ask you to come by name. Why, are you unhappy?"

"My concubine is overjoyed and extremely glorious."

emperor

"Don't be modest, I know you want to give me a child."

Du Jiyan

Your Majesty, please stop talking nonsense with your eyes open.

I have been very busy with business recently, busy counting money every day, and I have no time to think about the emperor.

"Where do you begin with these words of the Emperor?"

"Didn't you ask Erjo to send me a message, saying that purple onions can induce birth? You have already come to Taihe Palace to induce birth. How can I easily disobey you, so I asked you to come here tonight to express our opinions."

Let’s talk about it.

Du Jiyan didn't mean this at all.

Du Jiyan said that purple onions can supplement vitamin ABCDEFG, but he did not say that this thing has the meaning of inducing birth.

However, when it reached the ears of the Emperor of Taihe Palace, the meaning changed.

Du Jiyan still wanted to explain, but the emperor didn't give her a chance at all.

The person holding her threw her directly onto the bed.

"You are the first person in this harem who dares to give birth to me."

"Your Majesty, I have no concubines"

"Du Jiyan, put away your desire to refuse and welcome me."

"Your Majesty, I really don't have any concubines"

"late."

He is the emperor.

He is an emperor.

She is a concubine.

Be aware of your position.

Du Jiyan closed his eyes.

The yellow candle flickers.

The lamp shadow is deep and long.

The twelve women in the Red Mansion on the screen are either smiling or crazy, with different expressions.

In the picture of a maid hanging on the wall, the maid holds a round fan and carefully walks among the flowers to catch butterflies. The maid's cheeks are as pink as peach blossoms.

On the ancient shelf, a smoky pink wide-mouthed short bottle stood quietly. When the candlelight illuminated it, the smoky pink short bottle gave off a pink light.

It was extremely quiet inside the palace.

Only the charcoal fire exploded from time to time, and then quickly calmed down.

The water-red robe fell to the ground, the white jade forbidden steps fell on the robe, the emperor's light green cross-collar robe slipped from the brocade tent, and then his boots.

The brocade tent is warm.

The aroma of the avocado in the incense burner has faded, and the dense aroma is still there, but it's time to add more fragrance.

Half an hour has passed.

The emperor was covered in sweat and panting as he lay on the bed, staring at Du Jiyan with his face turned sideways.

Du Jiyan closed his eyes and bit his lip.

The emperor smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke Du Jiyan's eyelashes: "Du Chang is here, are you asleep?"

"not at all."

"It's time to call for water."

Call for water.

How embarrassing.

Du Jiyan decided to pretend to be dead and kept his mouth shut without saying a word.

"Du Chang is here, it's time to call for water." The emperor looked at her and felt even more amused.

"I won't scream. I want the emperor to scream."

"I am the majestic king of a country. You ask me to call for water? How can I be so dignified? Give me some water."

Du Jiyan's face instantly turned red to his ears.

A pile of clothes were still thrown on the ground, as well as her hairpin and her pair of pearl earrings. She didn't even have a bellyband in the brocade tent, for God's sake.

I heard the voices of people in the service room and grandma outside.

"Hey, the time is really not short. It only takes half an hour to cut off the beginning and end."

"I'm calculating, I'm afraid it will take more than half an hour. My emperor is so wise that he is not comparable to ordinary people. I must quickly write it down in my notebook and write down the emperor's wisdom."

There was another creaking sound of the door opening. You can tell without looking that a large number of servants came in, carrying towels, basins, combs, bronze mirrors, incense, at least seven or eight people.

Seven or eight people lined up in an orderly manner outside the screen. Some people picked up Du Jiyan's clothes and put them on the hangers. Some people picked up the emperor's robes, patted them and put them away. There were also palace maids who picked up Du Jiyan's hairpin jewelry and put them away. On the small table, another maid put a towel into the basin and dipped it in hot water.

The servants are all light-hearted, but what everyone does is very routine and almost predictable.

This.

There is no privacy.

Du Jiyan hugged the brocade quilt and didn't dare to express his anger.

Seeing her like this, the emperor became more and more interested: "After all, she is also the big shopkeeper of Yongfu Palace. She is also engaged in money business, and she is also in charge of about ten people. Why are you so shy?"

"I don't have any."

"Look, you're a duck with a tough mouth."

"I am not a dead duck." "I know you are alive." The emperor bit his lip and put his hand into the brocade quilt: "I will know if I look into it. I heard that living people have heartbeats."

Hey, he is blatantly acting like a hooligan and doing whatever he wants based on his status as emperor.

Du Jiyan's face burned badly.

Such a suave, unrestrained and unrestrained emperor is playing rogue to him, and he must catch this wealth that is pouring out from the sky. Otherwise, if you don’t wait until the expiry date, there will be no such store after passing this village.

Du Jiyan decisively pulled down the brocade quilt by half a minute.

The emperor took his chin and rubbed her hot cheek: "Do you want to find out whether I am alive or dead?"

Do you even need to ask about this kind of thing? Make arrangements against time.

Du Jiyan stretched out his hand and touched the emperor's chest.

The royal children practiced a series of physical exercises such as horseback riding, riding and shooting, and hunting since childhood, so the emperor's chest was particularly tight.

The emperor's chest was hot and slippery with sweat.

His face was also sweaty, as if he had run around the royal hunting ground.

It seemed that everything was tidied up outside, and Gao Rang led the young eunuchs out.

As soon as the curtain moved, two palace maids were seen kneeling in front of the bed, holding copper basins and towels.

There is no privacy.

Du Jiyan quickly retreated into the brocade quilt.

The curtains were hung on golden hooks, and the flickering candlelight suddenly illuminated the bed.

The originally dark curtain suddenly became as bright as day.

She could clearly see the patterns of fertility and happiness on the brocade quilt, and the golden dragon embroidered on the emperor's inner garment was right in front of her eyes.

"The slaves serve the Emperor Du Chang with water." The palace maid's voice was soft and pleasant.

The emperor was about to sit up when he saw Du Jiyan looking over his shoulder in the brocade quilt. He suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Put it on the low table. You can step back."

"Yes."

After the palace maid retreated behind the screen, Gao Rang cleverly closed the door of the east hall.

The emperor pinched Du Jiyan's ears: "Du Chang is here, they have already withdrawn, why are they still shy?"

"not at all."

"Then get up and serve me some water."

"Concubine, I won't be able to meet you."

"It's not a big show." The emperor's eyes flashed with a cunning light: "I'm familiar with this. Come, I'll teach you."

Without any explanation, Du Jiyan was lifted out of the quilt by the emperor. Her white shoulders, her flat belly, and her round waist were exposed to the emperor.

The emperor's hands slid over her shoulders, her belly, over her eyes that she dared not open, until they slid over her feet.

She felt warm water flowing through her body. Her already hot body became even hotter, and suddenly felt a little cold. Then a soft, cloud-like towel wrapped her around her, wrapping her like a baby. She just lay in that cloud, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't lift them up no matter how hard she looked. She didn't know anything anymore, so she fell asleep.

There were large expanses of flowers in the dream. She was running barefoot in the valley. The warm spring sunshine shone on her. There was a golden light on her forehead, and her whole body was warm. Suddenly she fell and fell into the vast expanses of flowers. Her feet were soft, like a flower. It was like flying through the clouds and never reaching the bottom. I was so scared that I grabbed a tree in mid-air and hugged it tightly, not daring to let go.

The clouds and mist in the valley were like a fairyland. Clusters of clouds were like winter snow, supported by the sun, floating slowly under her feet. She held the tree in her arms and looked up. On the tree was a A fiery red fruit. Each one of those fruits is the size of an egg. Although it has not been peeled, one can smell the sweetness of the fruit, which actually smells like avocado.

The aroma of avocado is the smell of Taihe Palace. How could the fruits in this valley have such a smell? Du Jiyan was thinking about it when suddenly a big bird swooped down from mid-air to eat the fruit. The big bird was so fierce that Du Jiyan felt in his heart Afraid, I let go and fell into the clouds. I kept falling, and fell into the layers of flowers.

"Ah -" she struggled desperately.

Suddenly I woke up.

When I opened my eyes, there was no valley, no clouds, no flowers, and no tree with fruit hanging on it.

It's very warm in Taihe Palace.

The golden clock is ticking.

The twelve golden hairpins on the screen sit and lie down, very leisurely.

It's just that the room is a little dark, with screens blocking the light, curtains one after another, and shadows on the bed.

In this blur, Du Jiyan saw the emperor lying next to her with his teeth bared.

It's rare to see the emperor like this.

"What's wrong with you, Your Majesty? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Du Jiyan asked with concern.

The emperor bared his teeth and said, "Yes. My back hurts."

Du Jiyan lowered his head and asked, "Doesn't the emperor have a backache?" She hung it on the emperor's waist like a purse, and pinched the emperor's waist with both hands, causing two or three bruises on the emperor's waist.

Could it be that the tree in the dream is the emperor?

Just hung up like this all night?

What a sin.

But she herself was not having a good time. She didn't know whether it was because she was too active at night or because she had such a nightmare that consumed her energy. She felt severe pain all over her body, as if someone had hit her with a stick several times. She couldn't even lift her hands and her waist was even worse. He was soft and weak, and his legs seemed to be no longer his own. He was completely unconscious. Lying on the brocade couch, only a pair of eyes were still flexible, spinning around.

"Gao Rang——" the emperor shouted.

Gao Rang bowed and came in.

"What time is it?"

"It's already time, Your Majesty. The morning court time has long passed."

Missing the morning court is a big deal. Once he misses the court without any reason, the emperor will definitely be impeached by the ministers. The only thing that has frightened the emperor in recent years is quitting the imperial court.

But this time the emperor was not in a hurry: "Anyway, we have missed the morning time, so let's sleep a little longer."

Du Jiyan counted on his fingers, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

ten o'clock in the morning.

God.

Du Jiyan sat up in a hurry: "It's over, it's over, I still need to prepare food for the small kitchen in Yongfu Hall. At this hour, I'm afraid it will be too late."

The emperor pressed her down: "Since it's too late, let's sleep a little longer."

"No, no, no, selling food is business."

emperor

Selling food is a serious matter, but my morning court is not a big deal.

This money-grubbing woman.

Every morning in the morning, the emperor would wake up naturally. Most of the time, there was no need to shout. It was the same on this day. Although the light was dim, the emperor woke up as usual, just looking at Du Jiyan hanging tightly on him. She was sleeping deeply at her waist. The emperor did not wake her up, but lay beside her, quietly staring at the pomegranate flowers embroidered on the curtain above the bed.

It had been more than a month since the pomegranate flower tent had been hung, and it was the first time the emperor saw clearly that there were twenty-one pomegranate flowers embroidered on the top, and each one was different.

The two of them lay there for a while, and the emperor put his hands behind his head: "Do you have a cousin?"

"I have a cousin named Cui Zhen. I heard that he is now guarding the border with His Highness the King of Yue."

"Tell me about your cousin."

"I haven't seen him since I entered the palace. When I was at home, he would often come and go with his parents during festivals. This cousin was a righteous man and had great strength. His father invited him to visit him a few years ago. He was taught by a martial arts master in the capital. He had some martial arts skills, and he loved reading and was very talented in literature. His father also hired a master to teach him articles. Among us cousins, he was the most talented in both arts and martial arts. Wisdom, he writes the couplets at home every year. Even my wife gives a thumbs up after reading his articles."

"Really?" The emperor was very doubtful.

If this Cui Zhen is good at martial arts, the emperor knows it.

If he was said to be able to write articles and be both civil and military, the emperor would not even believe in punctuation marks.

Don't just open your eyes and talk nonsense because Cui Zhen is her cousin.

Cui Zhen went to the frontier fortress and handed the emperor one after another. The emperor concluded that [-]% of the poems were written in a lack of literary style.

"Your Majesty, you don't believe that my cousin has literary talent?"

"It's written in your cousin's book. It's hard to explain in one sentence."

Du Jiyan's face darkened.

Her cousin is handsome and well-mannered. Your Majesty, do you know how to recognize people?