My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 259

After that night, Zhao Hongyou still came to Yixiang Palace every night. He chose a good time, after she had bathed and changed clothes. At the beginning, Su Qinwan was still full of vigilance. She had seizures, but for several nights in a row, seeing him just sitting quietly, occasionally asking a few words about what she did during the day, she answered honestly, and when she felt that she had finished what she had to say, He will ask new questions again,
In this way, the two asked and answered, and an hour passed, which was when Su Qinwan went to bed in the past.

She thought that she would not be able to fall asleep so easily when he was by his side, but when sleepiness struck, she still fell asleep in a daze.

Noticing that the breathing of the people around him gradually became even, Zhao Hongyou slowly stretched out his hand, carefully embraced her in his arms, and gently kissed her on the forehead.

"You actually didn't reject me that way, did you?" The hoarse voice was full of bitterness, and the warm and fragrant fragrance lingered in his nose, making his vision gradually dim.

"Little fox, I like you, I like you very much, you like me too, okay? You don't need a lot, just a little bit is enough..."

He doesn't want to care about whether there is anyone else in her heart, and her people can only stay by his side in this life. He has a lifetime to wipe out the other people in her heart little by little, and then work hard to slowly remove himself. Put it in.

The next day, when he woke up, the woman next to him was still sleeping soundly. He stared at her for a while, then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, and got out of bed lightly. After grooming, he went to bed. out the door.

Walking out of the main hall, he saw Chunqian and Qiutang squatting on the ground picking up various small objects. He frowned and was about to walk over, but stopped when he heard their conversation.

"Huh? Isn't this the purse that the empress made for the emperor last time? Why is it in your hands? And a cut was cut? The empress spent a lot of effort to make it. I'm still surprised that you are so careless. Why, it's been a long time since I haven't seen my mother make purses, and I haven't heard of giving purses to the emperor."

"The empress was angry and cut it bad last time, so I put it away, maybe one day the empress is in a better mood, and she will..." Chunqian snatched the purse that was cut by Su Qinwan, and said softly He explained, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Give it to me!"

She looked up and saw that it was the emperor, she quickly stood up and saluted, hesitated for a while, and finally handed over the purse in her hand tremblingly.

Zhao Hongyou took it and looked it over carefully. After seeing the pattern on it clearly, the blood on his face faded away.

His hands kept trembling, he suppressed the panic in his heart, and asked in a trembling voice, "When did your mother make this purse? And when did she destroy it?"

Chunqian shrank back in fear, and stammered back, "Your Majesty has been doing this for a long time, but the exact date it started, I can't remember the servants, I only know that your Majesty, Your Majesty always Followed, followed Aunt Liu Shuang, and also, did a few bad things, only, did she look like this, now. Then, one day, the last time, the lady came back from Longgan Palace, not long after she came back, Just, just cut it..."

Zhao Hongyou swayed, the last time she came back from Longgan Palace, when was the last time she was in Longgan Palace?When exactly?Why can't he remember?
He tried his best to think back, but his mind was blank, and his whole body seemed to fall into an ice cellar.

The golden dragon holds the pearl, the golden dragon holds the pearl... The dragon is the emperor, and the pearl is the precious pearl. He firmly grasped the purse in his hand that had a big gap in it, turned around quickly, and stumbled towards the main hall...

Su Qinwan, who was wiping her hands, lazily asked Zhichan beside her, "When did the emperor leave?"

Before Zhichan could answer, the door was pushed open from the outside with a 'bang', and then a bright yellow figure appeared in front of her eyes.

Su Qinwan was taken aback, and looked back at the sound, seeing the emperor who was supposed to leave and returning, her face was even more strange, her heart suddenly tightened, and she stammered and asked, "Your Majesty, what's the matter, what's the matter?" Are you back?"

Zhao Hongyou looked at her full of despair, which made Su Qinwan feel even more uneasy. Seeing Zhichan frowned and retreated, the uneasiness became more and more intense.

"Minister, minister and concubine first, change clothes first..." She tugged at the corner of her clothes, found a random reason, turned around and was about to go behind the screen, but she didn't expect that after only a few steps, her waist was covered by a pair of strong arms. It was circled, and then a warm body was pasted on the back.

"Give me back my little fox, give me back my little fox, okay? Give me back her, give me back my little fox..." One endless desperate begging melted into her Her body froze and her mind was disturbed.

"Give me back my little fox, give me back that little fox..." Over and over again, one after another, until two lines of hot tears seeped on both sides of her neck, Su Qinwan said tremblingly, " Ministers, ministers and concubines don't understand, don't understand what the emperor is saying?"

"Give me back my little fox..." The waist tightened gradually, and the back seemed to be attached to a fire, scalding unbearably hot.

The words back and forth contained endless despair. I thought that the most uncomfortable thing in the world was that the person he loved did not love him, but now I found out that the most desperate thing is that the person he loved loved him. .

When did he lose that little fox who loved him?
"Give me back my little fox, please..."

Give me back that little fox who loves me...

(End of this chapter)