The favorite concubine of the system is in power

Chapter 247

"Where are you from?"

Yunrou secretly raised her eyes to look at Hui Zhaoyi, Hui Zhaoyi forced herself to say in a gentle voice: "The emperor is asking you something, why didn't you answer?"

Yun Rou whispered: "Hui, Hui, Your Majesty, servants are patrolling the city."

Emperor Jiawen pondered for a moment.A gentle smile appeared on his face: "Xuncheng is a good place to go. The mountains and rivers are beautiful. It's not surprising that you have such a good-looking appearance."

Yunrou couldn't help but secretly raised her eyes to look at Emperor Jiawen, but she happened to meet Emperor Jiawen's eyes.He had an incomparably handsome face, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, gentle and handsome, Yunrou couldn't help but blush.

"The emperor praised it absurdly."

Hui Zhaoyi couldn't help tightening the handkerchief, and ordered: "Go down."

Emperor Jiawen took a sip of tea and chatted with Hui Zhaoyi: "The child just now is indeed smart. I remember that when you were framed by Li Guiren, it was this girl who personally ran to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to offer me the idea."

Hui Zhaoyi laughed dryly: "It is the child's blessing to be remembered by the emperor."

Emperor Jiawen sat in Shuhua Palace for about half an hour, and when he was going out, he happened to meet Yunrou who was pruning flower branches.

Seeing Emperor Jiawen coming out, Yunrou knelt down to salute, but when Emperor Jiawen passed by her, he stopped and reached out to touch her on the head.

Yun Rou's heart immediately hung up, not even daring to lift her head.Emperor Jiawen put his hand in front of Yurou and said with a smile, "A flower fell on the temple."

The half-pink and half-red plum blossom is at his fingertips.Yunrou took the flower, her heart beating fast.By the time she came to her senses, Emperor Jiawen had already left Shuhua Palace.

Yunrou gently opened the sachet at her waist, and carefully put the flowers in. As soon as she raised her head, she met Hui Zhaoyi's completely cold face. Those eyes were full of anger, and they were cold looking at her.

"My lady..."

Hui Zhaoyi tore off the sachet hanging from her waist, threw it on the ground, and slowly crushed it with her feet: "This is the first time I have discovered that you have a face that charms the monarch."

Yunrou panicked and said: "Your Majesty misunderstood, Your Majesty, even if you gave Yunrou a hundred courage, Yunrou would not dare to seduce the Lord."

Hui Zhaoyi looked at Yunrou's flustered eyes slowly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Don't dare to seduce your majesty?" She wiped Yunrou's lips with her finger: "This lip is more fat than this lip." Palace paint is even more beautiful."

Yunrou knelt down: "Mother, Yunrou made a mistake, Yunrou will never dare to put on makeup again!"

Hui Zhaoyi snorted coldly.

In the evening, Emperor Jiawen summoned Hui Zhaoyi to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to serve him. Although the emperor had treated him very well this time, it was the first time he had been served.

She dressed up meticulously and put on sesame oil, but when she was about to leave, she did not bring Yunrou with her, but put on an ordinary-looking palace maid.

She was lying on the soft quilt while Emperor Jiawen was still reviewing the memorial outside.

Hui Zhaoyi hadn't had a good rest in the past few days. The cat ghost was afraid of the dragon's energy and dared not come to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to play wild. She lay on the bed for more than an hour, smelling the soothing fragrance, and gradually fell asleep.

In a daze, Emperor Jiawen held her face in his hands, and kissed her cheek tenderly, Hui Zhaoyi greeted her shyly and shyly.

Emperor Jiawen stood in front of the bed, looked at Hui Zhaoyi on the bed blushing, panting with his arms around the bed, and thought calmly: This medicine is not bad.

(End of this chapter)