Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 3 Emperor Heart (3)
And what he wants is such a natural beauty and spotless natural temperament, which is in line with the elegant appearance of a fairy woman in his heart.

Xiao Yao's small face of plum blossoms stands out, and her pair of phoenix eyes are clear and clear, clear and ethereal, without being shocked by favor or insult.A wisp of playful color fills the black pupils, just like the fairy land flowing from the deep valley, beautiful but not bewitching, a refined and simple beauty.

She faced him directly, without fear or avoidance.

The girl's thin lips moved slightly, and her breath filled her nose with a strange fragrance, making her heart happy.

The emperor had heard that her muscles and bones were as fragrant as a famous flower since she was a child, and he couldn't help being fascinated. He wished he could reach out and touch those beautiful lips that were full of tender fragrance, instead of focusing on the painting as usual.

It looks familiar!Xiao Yizi's eyebrows twitched a few times, Lord Yao Hou is really beautiful, several times more ethereal than the person in the painting.

"The queen's tone must be cold and stern, right? Are you afraid?" It seemed that after a long time, the emperor continued her words.The emperor's eyes were as pure as amber, and his lips were smiling slightly, like a dewy bamboo leaf in the breeze, and the windbreaker was attached to her face, passing a ray of freshness and softness.

Although his eyes were warm and greasy, it made her feel more and more uncomfortable. Xiao Yao stretched out her hand in front of his eyes and said bluntly, "Here you are!" Her black pupils were full of clean light, and the corners of her resolute lips raised Yimai Qianao: "The queen is also a mortal, so why be afraid? Besides, I don't live in the palace, so what's the difference between being afraid and not being afraid?"

The emperor smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, it is worthy of being the Empress Wen Zhonghou, who is different from the vulgar fans, which makes me pleasing to the eye! Sure enough, the beauty can be imagined, but it is just to see the painting. It is true that seeing a painting is not as good as seeing a person, and a painting is quieter than a person. People are worse than pictures."

The emperor's dragon eyes shone like a sea, and a ray of color overflowed his deep eyelashes.

"Have you seen my portrait?...You? Zhen?" Xiao Yao's eyes showed surprise, she clenched the jade pendant tightly, and stared at his face with innocent eyes, the playfulness on her lips seemed to be restrained, and her heart was not touched. Inexplicably, he missed a beat, slandering him, he is so handsome and easy, is he really the emperor?
The corner of Xiao Yao's eyes caught the dragon pattern on the hem of his robe, and her pupils turned cold.

What about the Supreme Emperor?It's not him but him who wants to see.

Xiao Yao's brows were trembling, and swiftly, a shadow of robes flashed past the emperor's glorious glazed pupils. She looked at the flowers through the curtain in the burning dragon eyes, and clearly saw a pair of black and bright rhinoceroses in her memory. Hitomi, that pupil is full of mortal hatred, and seems to want to break her heart.

Xiao Yao's chest was full of wolves, as if she had been stabbed by a distant sword light, a trace of sourness forced her heart, there was a faint cold sadness.

Mr. Yu, you are dressed in black, and Bi Xue is shining brightly. When we meet again, will you still kill Xiao Yao with your sword?

Xiao Yao's eyes are as wandering as a dream, and the eyes are fixed on the emperor's face, in a trance, not less innocent.

"It's me, I miss you all the time, Yao'er! I've been waiting so hard for you to grow up!" The emperor stretched out his palm to touch her catkins, accepted her questioning eyes with calm eyes, his eyes widened and kissed With a thick smile, what caught my eyes was a lovely face that was clean, simple, unconventional, quaint and bright, and my heart was surging like a tide.

"Your Majesty, what are you waiting for Xiao Yao?" Xiao Yao asked stupidly, feeling the pain in her eyes. How could she not know that this day would come?It's just a little bit earlier than expected.

She hadn't seen Young Master Yu whom she had been thinking about day and night, how could she easily fulfill the emperor's wish?

The emperor couldn't help laughing: "Silly Yao'er, of course I want to marry you as my favorite concubine. I built the Palace of Lihuan for you a long time ago. When Lihuan blooms, you will be thirteen years old and suitable to enter the palace to accompany you. "

"Your Majesty, I..." Xiao Yao was at a loss for words, her face slightly ashamed.

The two held hands and looked at each other, as if they had been destined for thousands of years. They didn't find it strange to meet each other at that time, they just thought about each other and understood each other.

(End of this chapter)