An arrogant concubine fell from the harem

Chapter 368 That's a matter between husband and wife (1)

And I'm afraid of the cold. In the cold spring, at night, the north wind blows "huhu", and it's bitingly cold. I went to bed early and huddled under the quilt.

There was no air conditioning in ancient times, but there was warmth.

In the palace, fire passages are dug under the ground, and the door for adding fire is set under the corridor outside the hall, which are two pits, which are more than one person deep, that is, stoves.All living rooms have kang beds, and there are fire channels under the kang.In addition, there is a stove, also called a brazier, or a smoked cage.The small stove, which can be carried by hand, is the size of a watermelon. The one placed under the feet to warm the feet is called the foot stove, and the one used to warm the hands is called the hand stove.

Although the heating equipment and measures in Yueshui Temple are not as good as those in the palace, the room is still very warm.

I slept soundly, and I don't know when Li Ping'er will come back.

In the middle of the night, in the dimness, I seemed to hear a very suppressed cry of "beeping", as if sad and desperate. Although it was only as big as a mosquito, it still penetrated into my ears very clearly?who?Who is crying?I cried so terribly, but I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes, so I turned over, muttered something, and fell back into a drowsy sleep.

When I opened my eyes the next day, it was dawn.Li Ping'er has already woken up, she is sitting in front of the dressing table, her face has already been put on makeup, red is red, white is white, her eyes are bright and her teeth are shining, she looks at me with a smile: " My sister slept soundly last night."

I asked her embarrassedly, "Did I sleep like a pig?"

Li Ping'er still smiled: "My sister really knows how to joke. My sister is a stunning beauty, how could she be a pig?"

No matter how thick-skinned I am, I dare not say stunning in front of a stunning beauty who looks more like a vixen than Fan Bingbing. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "What stunning beauty? There are so many beauties in the palace. If you grab one at random, who is not a country?" I am not reduced to the ugliest one, I am already Amitabha."

"My sister is humble. My sister is a unique individual. The emperor loves my sister so much. Naturally, my sister has her own advantages." The name of the emperor was called in the dream. My sister is so envious, my sister and the emperor are so loving and sweet."

I was stunned for a moment: "Did I call the emperor's name in my dream yesterday?"

Am I called "Wu Dalang"? If I am called "Wu Dalang" in my dream, you must know that this "Wu Dalang" is not that "Wu Dalang".

(End of this chapter)