The Six Palaces of Favorites: The Black-bellied Emperor's Cold Concubine

Chapter 1067
After experiencing the unforgettable pain of loss, it is even more difficult to have such a tender embrace, no matter how much hard work is paid, it is worth it.

The humid wind was blowing towards the face with water vapor, carrying a bit of night chill. The emperor was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he took her back to the small flower hall, "The food is getting cold, don't be greedy and eat first, I have plenty of time tonight." Accompany you."

At the same time, in Huayu Palace, Ye Hanyu was standing alone at the door, staring at the pouring rain outside with a lost expression in a daze, as if she was looking forward to someone.

After a while, a little eunuch in an oilskin raincoat came forward in the rain, knelt in the porch and replied, "Madam, the chicken soup has been sent to the emperor's study..."

Ye Hanyu's sleepy expression was suddenly filled with anticipation, and her dim eyes seemed to be a little brighter, and she asked eagerly: "It's raining so heavily, the emperor will naturally have to eat in the imperial study, at this time, I have someone to send some hot water to you." The emperor must be happy to eat the hot food, but do you have anything to say to me?"

The light in the corridor was not very bright, and the little eunuch lowered his head again. Concubine Xian didn't see the look of embarrassment on his face, but heard him say with some hesitation: "Madam, the emperor... is not in the imperial study, and he said it was because of the rain. Went to Duanyang Palace..."

"What did you say?" Concubine Xian couldn't believe her ears, and a burst of anger rose in her heart. It was raining so heavily outside, and the emperor went to Duanyang Palace without hesitation. How big is that woman? The magic power can make the emperor want to stay with her when he is free, even such a big wind and rain can't stop it!

With Concubine Xian's angry shout, the little eunuch kneeling on the ground couldn't help trembling slightly, Ye Hanyu lingered at the door twice angrily, and ordered ruthlessly: "Go, send the chicken soup to Duanyang Palace Let’s just say that the imperial concubine has just returned to the palace and her body is too weak, so I personally stewed purple ginseng and black-bone chicken soup for her to nourish her body!”

Gritting her teeth every word, the little eunuch couldn't figure out her intentions, but he didn't dare to ask, but quickly responded: "Yes, ma'am, the slave will go right away."

Knowing that Concubine Xian was angry, the little eunuch didn't dare to stay for a moment, and hurried to Duanyang Palace in the rain.

Just as Jing Shu had set up dinner, she turned around and was about to invite her in for a meal, when she came angrily, looking at the food on the table with hatred, stretching out her hand with red eyes to put the food on the table. The old duck soup with barley was brushed to the ground.

The soup plate fell to the ground and shattered, and the hot soup was spilled all over the place. The startled Jing Shu yelled and backed up two steps, then hurried over and knelt down, wiped the corner of her skirt with a handkerchief and asked helplessly: " Empress, are you okay, did you get burned?"

"I don't feel any pain when it's hot, because my heart hurts even more!"

Jealousy burns her heart, her limbs and bones feel uncomfortable, grievance, anger, unwillingness, all kinds of feelings are mixed together, Xianfei only feels that she is about to be tortured crazy, and there is still appetite to eat at this time.She shook off Jingshu's hand and went into the inner room. Seeing Heng'er sleeping peacefully on the warm Kang, her heart suddenly moved, she dismissed the nurse who was waiting on the side, walked to the front slowly, hesitated, or He stretched out his hand and pulled off the quilt covering Heng'er...

The things were sent to Duanyang Palace, Yun Lan rewarded the little eunuch who came to deliver the food, but turned around and gave the purple ginseng and black chicken soup to Chang Xi and the others.At this time, there is really no need to use such a dish to spoil the interest of the emperor and Qingchen.

Yun Lan is not a stingy person, but she also knows that if Concubine Xian hadn't been a hindrance, Xiao Jue would not have insisted on taking Qing Chen away, and her eyes would not have suffered such great damage.In two years, if it were another concubine, the emperor might not even be able to remember her name, so how could he talk about favor?Fortunately, God's pity can be cured, otherwise, a concubine with eye disease, who can guarantee that the emperor will not despise her in the future?
After dinner, the emperor came to Yaxing when he was in a good mood, quietly stroking her Fengqin under the window, accompanied by the sound of wind and rain outside, there was an inexplicable lingering sadness in the sound of the piano.

The corner of the emperor's mouth was slightly raised, and his gentle eyes looked at the woman who was snuggling beside him and listening to the piano with her eyes closed. Things are tied deep in my heart. I can’t go far away from home, and I look forward to it every day. I can’t understand it deeply, and I don’t think about it every night..."

This Ye Yu poem, played at this moment, is suitable for the occasion, but it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Qing Chen raised her eyes and asked with a smile: "Is the emperor teasing the concubine? That day I heard the concubine playing this song outside the Tonghua Palace, and the emperor was still jealous of himself and had an awkward fight with the concubine."

Xiao Jun stretched out her hand to embrace her, hugged her in her arms, and said with emotion: "I was playing with my own mood, not teasing you. Before you were not here, when I missed you, I could only look at the moon alone every night, but I What I hate is that it can see you, but I don't know where you are? Chen'er, can you understand how anxious I am? At that time, I was really afraid that Xiao Jue would take you to hide your name and let me I will never see you again in my life, or, when I find you, we will already be grey-haired, so why don't we suffer the pain of parting for a lifetime! So even if I kill him, I won't be able to relieve it..."

"Your Majesty! The concubine understands your mood, the concubine really understands. If the emperor misses the concubine this way, then you should know that the concubine's dream every night also has the shadow of the emperor." Qing Chen really I was very afraid that the emperor still held a grudge, and I still couldn't let go of the killing intent in my heart, so I hurriedly comforted: "Isn't the concubine back? The concubine is like a kite. No matter how far it flies, the string is always in the hands of the emperor. , When the emperor wants to close the line, the concubine will naturally come back."

The emperor's tone was still heavy with displeasure, "But you were disconnected in my hands, almost making it impossible for me to get it back."

Qingchen leaned into his arms, sniffing the slightly bitter ambergris fragrance on his body very greedily, and said softly: "Even if the thread in my hand is broken, this concubine can't get rid of the thread in my heart. Line, no matter when, as long as you know that the emperor is still there, the concubines will definitely return to the emperor. Since childhood, the emperor has guarded the concubines at all costs, so in this life, the concubines only want to be with the emperor, and only love The emperor is alone."

"I know, I believe what you say." The emperor's voice was soft and hoarse, and a thick and slightly hot kiss came down from her forehead and gently held her slightly cold cherry lips. .

The maids who were serving in the room retreated silently, the emperor picked her up and walked towards the bed, impatiently untied her clothes, and wantonly left fiery marks on her body one by one.

(End of this chapter)