Affectionate little lady

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Even if the queen mother acquiesces, why not other girls, but her alone? ? ? ?

It's hard to say whether he was willing to marry her as a noble concubine later because of the scars of this hand, or because of being forced by her! ! !

The lingering and infinite scenery of the small black house, these are not enough to explain the problem? ? ? ?

The bottom of my heart is firm again and again, and I repeat it again and again... Love is indeed love, and there is no other reason. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)[

Only by this woman's side can he have countless joys.

When she was ill, his pleasure was much, much less—almost none.

"Shui Lian, don't worry, you will be fine. I'm waiting for you to tell a joke."

He casually said: "Look, Shangshan Palace has been empty for so long, I really wish you get well soon, otherwise, no one will have dinner with me for a long time..."

"..."

"Shui Lian, apart from you, no other woman will enter Shangshan Palace, so you must get well as soon as possible."

A woman's heart, a woman's heart!

At that moment, Shui Lian burst into tears like rain.

Just like the last fortress of the soul - Shangshan Palace, it belongs to him and her, and it is his unchanging promise to her.

No matter whether other women have the chance to be favored or not, no matter how expensive they become, they will never have the chance to step here.

There was a little warmth in the heart that was already very desperate.

The pair of big hands in the palm of the hand seemed to be full of infinite power.

Oh, he is not afraid of being infected.

He was still waiting for himself to return to the Falling Flower Hall.

……

When the emperor came out, he glanced back at the bed inadvertently. The sick woman was covered with a quilt and smiled quietly—yes, it was a smile.

No matter how desperate, as long as he promises her, she will smile like a flower.

He let out a long sigh deep in his heart, not knowing whether it was sadness or joy.

This night, the Second Prince came to invite His Majesty to a banquet again. [

His Majesty was not expecting him, so he readily went to the appointment.

A grand song and dance performance was prepared today.The one who sang was a beauty from Goryeo.

The beauty of Goryeo is twenty-eight years old, with long black hair that can be seen, a pair of jade hands as warm as jade, especially her face, which is as bright as a flower-it is the wonderful moment of cardamom that literati love to describe.

Just like a brilliant flower bone, it is about to bloom.

She sings and dances gracefully, her eyebrows and eyes are full of amorous feelings.