My emperor loves thin waist

Chapter 62

"Here we come..." With a protracted call, the curtain of the door was lifted from the outside. Zhao Hongyou followed the sound and saw the delicate woman holding a bowl of steaming noodles and walking a little. Walked in in small steps.

"Taste it while it's hot, Your Majesty!" Su Qinwan urged softly, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

The bowl was full of hot air, and it was the most common bowl of noodles, but Zhao Hongyou's vision was unconsciously blurred.

"It's delicious when it's hot..." Seeing him sitting motionless, Su Qinwan directly stuffed the chopsticks into his hands.

Zhao Hongyou calmed down and looked at her cheeks that were reddened by the heat. The warm and soft candle light made the room warm, and the woman under the lamp had picturesque features and a sweet smile. On such a night, facing such a Alone, with strands of tenderness in his heart, the corners of his mouth lightly raised, he leaned over and kissed the woman's bright eyes, and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

A faint fragrance emanates from the enamel eight-treasures-patterned rectangular incense burner, the candlelight on the gold-studded gemstone candlestick dances gracefully, and the pearl necklaces hanging on the gold hooks in front of the curtains swing gently, and the golden hooks collide with each other to send out a burst of light. The slight and pleasant sound, accompanied by the woman's cooing and the man's panting, added a bit of charm to the quiet room.

The night was getting dark, and there were occasional "huhu" winds coming in through the doors and windows. Zhao Hongyou hugged the woman who had already passed out from exhaustion, and his palms still lingered on her body, feeling the smoothness and delicateness, and the feeling from the bottom of his heart. A deep sense of satisfaction emanating from the depths.

Stretching out his hand to gently brush away the hair that fell down her cheek, he lowered his head to imprint a pityful kiss, stared deeply at the sleeping face that still seemed to be full of youth, sighed as if there was nothing, and slightly closed his eyes, a moment later Slowly opened, the remaining bit of confusion inside has long been replaced by clarity.

He pulled the brocade quilt that had slid down, tightened the woman in his arms, and tucked the corners of the quilt for her carefully, and then let himself fall into sleep with confidence.

When Su Qinwan woke up, she was the only one on the large pear wood carved bed. She rubbed her eyes, stretched her arms, touched the remaining warmth on her side with her palms, and began to reflect on herself—did she sleep well? Too heavy?He didn't even know when the emperor left!
"Wanyi, it's time, it's time to get up!" Zhichan's voice came from outside the curtains, she yawned gracefully, and gave a 'hmm' sound.After a while, the curtain was lifted, and Zhichan and Chunqian stepped forward, one helped her get dressed, and the other made the messy bed.

"Today all the wives and young ladies of the mansions will come to the palace. Wanyi should go to Renkang Palace after breakfast. Yesterday, there was a decree. Today, I don't need to go to the Shuqin Palace to greet the imperial concubine and Shu concubine. " Zhichan softly smoothed her long hair while replying in a low voice.

Su Qinwan lazily gave another 'hmm', and was not very interested in this banquet, which a discerning person could understand at a glance.Most of the concubines in the harem were excited because they could take this opportunity to meet their relatives.

But to her, the only blood relations in this capital are uncle Sun Jinrong's family, but with his rank, Mrs. Sun and other female relatives are definitely not allowed to enter the palace.And she had no intention of going to the emperor to ask for this grace for them.

She twisted the corner of her clothes absent-mindedly. Prince Jing chose his second concubine. With his aunt's temperament, he thought he hoped to get such a good marriage, right?Her direct daughter, Sun Ruolian, is one year older than herself, and her marriage has long been on the agenda.

In fact, she is also somewhat fortunate. The Forbidden Palace is heavily guarded, and news from the outside cannot easily get in. Otherwise, with her aunt's temperament, she would not be able to use her as a stepping stone. After all, she is now a grandson. The only person in the family who has a relationship with the palace.

(End of this chapter)