Empress is forced to be the favorite concubine every day

Chapter 233 What a captivating little vixen
'Grunt—'

Song Lieyin's little belly made a protest in particular cooperation.

She hooked Gou Yuanshi's little finger shyly.

"Okay~ Let's go rough~"

After speaking, he wanted to pick up the small box full of diamonds like a baby.

Yuan Shi smiled lightly, his big palm went around her little furry head, and held the brocade box firmly in his hand.

"I'll hold it for Yin'er."

Song Lieyin blinked her beautiful phoenix eyes, showing a bit of distress.

Yuan Shi laughed, "I don't want to grab Yin'er's treasures, they all belong to Yin'er."

Song Lieyin was embarrassed for a while.

The two returned to the inner study the same way.

Yuan Shi adjusted the cloak for her, "I'm waiting for Yin'er in Qingyin Pavilion."

Song Lieyin rolled his eyes.

You are amazing with lightness kung fu!

Today, she was summoned to the Wuji Hall openly, so she must be moved back openly at this moment.

Yuan Shi laughed at her laziness, "I asked someone to set up dinner and wait for Yin'er, Yin'er will come back quickly, the food won't taste good when it's cold."

Song Lieyin: "Hmph!"

She ran out angrily.

Yuan Shi couldn't help but laugh, he chased her back until he could no longer see her, and then reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

He twirled his fingertips, and it seemed that her delicate touch still remained on them.

"What a captivating little vixen..."

Song Lieyin trotted all the way back to Qingyin Pavilion.

Her little face was blushing, and she rushed towards Yuan Shi as soon as she entered the room.

oooo~
I'm exhausted~
Love is a must!
Yuan Shi rested his hand on his forehead, looking at her leisurely.

In his hand was a cup of fragrant tea that was smoking faintly.

Song Lieyin immediately smelled the 'Milan Fragrance'.

"Your Majesty likes to drink this kind of tea?"

Yuan Shi didn't seem to care much, "I see, let's take a dip."

He actually knew where the tea came from, and he was worried, so he wanted to try it himself.

Song Lieyin hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak out the suspicion in his heart.

"Your Majesty, just wait a moment, the concubine's experiment will have results in about a month."

Yuan Shi's complexion sank, and he said, "Okay."

What Ruan Lingyuan brought back from Da Ci'en Temple, it is impossible for the queen mother to not know...

If there is really something wrong with this tea, then... he is a little reluctant to think about the answer...

He tightened Song Lieyin's little hand, "In this palace, don't trust anyone except me and the people around me, and you don't have to do anything for me that you don't like... Do you understand?"

After a while, Song Lieyin nodded his head slowly.

"Your Majesty, master, shall we eat first?" Jasmine couldn't help but ask from the side.

What time is this? Is the Wu Zang Temple of her foodie master really not busy?
Song Lieyin responded positively, "Eat! Eat!"

Yuan Shi was amused by her appearance, "Okay, eat!"

There is nothing unhappy that a delicious imperial meal can't solve.

If so, add another supper!
Time flies, and it is New Year's Eve.

Before dawn, the entire capital was bustling with activity.

Outside the Qiankun Gate, there was a line of courtiers and family members waiting to enter the palace to pay New Year greetings to Yuan Shi and the Empress Dowager.

Su Wang stood at the head of all the officials, wearing a very grand boa robe woven with gold and golden circles.

Beside him was a thin man with a handsome appearance.

He sat quietly in the wheelchair, wearing a thick wind cloak as if he was extremely afraid of the cold, and he looked sick and weak for many years.

This man was the late Emperor's third son Ping Wang Yuannuo.

"It's still early, you don't have to come out so early."

Su Wang felt sorry for him, and wanted to persuade him to go back to the carriage to avoid the cold.

(End of this chapter)