Staring at the palm of his hand, there was still residual warmth from when he pinched her neck tightly.

Every time he tried his best to control his temper, but he couldn't control his love for her.

That woman is undoubtedly a hidden danger in the palace.

Lan Shan?

No one is allowed to peep at his woman, and no one is allowed to take advantage of her.

After Lan Shan resigned, she looked back at the aloof figure again: Are you trying to cover up your injuries by not sleeping with Xia Muling, or is it really because of Ye Yilan?

I don't understand why all the men tend to be her.

Ten miles of red makeup, may you be the first dust of the summer.

The sparse shadows are dim, and the withered butterflies are burning to express the pain of lovesickness.

The bonds are stranded, the moon shadow is full of vicissitudes of life, and the love is deep.

The sands of the Annihilation River torture the negative, and the old friend leans on the railing and talks softly.

The clear water is duckweed, the first heart is filled with frost and white tears, leaving behind hatred.

next day

As soon as Xia Muling woke up, she saw Lan Shan already waiting inside. Looking at the empty bed, the mattress should have his warmth, but he was still as lonely as before last night: "Did the emperor rest last night?"

She sat in front of the mirror and looked at her appearance with satisfaction, but under this appearance, she survived such a conspiracy. Looking at herself with arrogant eyes, she did not want to tell Xia Muling that she stood with the emperor last night.

After thinking about it for a long time, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "After staying in the courtyard for an hour, I returned to the hall and read a book all night."

He would rather stay in Qiongyu Palace for one night than sleep in the same room with him.

With a sad look on his face, he said, "The Emperor is..."

When she entered the palace, Han Yuan, who was beside the emperor, came to give instructions, but the emperor had already disappeared.

Lan Shan got up and walked to her with great reluctance, and told her one by one: "Eunuch Han has told me that if the empress wakes up, she and the empress should go out for a walk together. Besides, the emperor has already been waiting for the empress in the pavilion in the imperial garden."

"Then I have kept the Emperor waiting for so long." After hearing this, the worry on his face had long since been cast away, and he got out of bed anxiously, feeling overwhelmed with excitement. "Hurry and change my clothes."

Sitting in the towering pavilion, looking into the distance unintentionally. Holding a book in one hand and drinking tea in the other, it feels very leisurely.

Han Yuan on the side had never seen such a dull emperor before. He was sitting so leisurely reading a book today and specifically asked Concubine Shu to come to the Imperial Garden. It was a first-class honor.

A figure gradually appeared in his sight, announcing to the emperor: "The emperor's concubine is here."

Murong Haochen said "Hmm" indifferently, not paying too much attention to anyone. In his eyes, there was only the book in front of him.

The light purple skirt set off her fair skin, which was as smooth and tender as a newborn baby.

The open neckline cannot cover up the deep and charming collarbones.

The wide underskirt supported her slender body. The belt wrapped around her waist vividly showed off her waist.

The makeup on her face is seductive yet heavy, and her delicate appearance cannot resist the charming phoenix eyes. Her small and exquisite lips, with a little red lipstick, still look charming.

The hair ends were coiled into an oval row on one side, and gorgeous jewelry adorned the jet-black hair. The hair on both sides of the cheeks were like layers of winding half-arcs. Above the eyebrows were dotted with gold hairpins that looked like longevity locks, and drooping bead curtains.

They rub against each other to produce a crisp and sweet sound.

He raised his head and looked at the tall figure in the distance. They only looked at each other a few times last night, and there was never a trace of himself in his eyes.

She dressed up specially, hoping that he could remember herself today.

Every step forward reminds her of what she said last night: Concubine Ai, do you think you can get the things you ask for with peace of mind?

She thought about this for a long time. It seemed like he was asking her, but also seemed to be admonishing her.

This was clearly speaking to herself. She didn't feel it at first, but after he left, she kept thinking about all his words over and over in her mind. Only these words made her ponder for a long time.

If you take it now, you will feel at ease.

Even if it was an extravagant request, she cherished it.

Lifting the skirt, Ru walked up step by step, sat down with him naturally, and said, "Lan Shan, don't pour tea for the emperor yet."

"Yes." At first, she was a little stunned. With the word 'Lan Shan', she no longer had this name in front of Murong Haochen. Her timid eyes did not dare to glance randomly.

Murong Haochen put down the book in his hand and took the cup of tea. The refreshing fragrance of tea lingered on the tip of his nose and refused to dissipate. Looking at the color of tea, he smiled evilly: "I gave you a name last night, but Concubine Shu didn't know it."

?"

Xia Muling had been observing his every move, and he actually drank the tea she poured. He looked at her with suspicious eyes. Hearing the emperor's words, it seemed that she had concealed something about last night. There was something hidden in her smiling eyes.

A sharp knife: "I would like to know what the emperor named her?"

Lan Shan could feel that she was looking at her. She was never afraid of Xia Muling. She could let the emperor tell him in person and why she learned it from her own mouth.

Secretly wiping a smile, he stood aside pretending to be calm, with a calm expression on his face.

He said coldly: "Jin Su."

Jinsu?

Lan Shan?

She snorted to herself with disdain and forced a smile: "How could she be so virtuous that the emperor would give her a name?"

He put down the teacup in his hand heavily, with an indifferent look in his eyes: "I don't like having two characters for 'lan' in the palace."

From what I heard, it seemed that she had never consciously noticed Lan Shan's name. But she was a little curious in her heart as to how she could seduce the emperor last night and not hesitate to talk to her.

To soothe his impetuous heart, he held his arm and said coquettishly to him: "Didn't Your Majesty say that I would like to take a walk with my concubine today? Why don't Your Majesty go with me for a walk?"

Being shaken by her, I felt a little dizzy. I had no choice but to put down the book in my hand, stood up and spoke indifferently, with the corners of my mouth raised unusually: "Where do you want to go, Concubine Shu?"

As soon as he looked back, he saw a familiar figure appearing in his field of vision: "Isn't that sister!"

Murong Haochen looked in the direction she pointed. Ye Yilan's pretty body was covered with a touch of pink, which contrasted with the light blue wrap. It highlighted her delicateness without losing her gentle and elegant temperament.

The bright yellow bandage on her chest added a bit of vitality to her.

The curly hair reaches the waist, and is styled in a bun casually. Only a pink flower hairpin is inserted in the bun, and the golden tassels hang on the side. A touch of eyebrows is placed in the bun on the forehead, and the bun adds a sense of style.

Single gorgeousness.

There are two long hairs hanging on the side of her pretty face, which further shows off her petite face.

The bright light shines on her face, and her elegant makeup is so refreshing. Holding a flower branch in her hand, the scent of the flowers enters her heart, and her sad eyes are arousing love and affection.

"Is the emperor going to come over?" Seeing his eyes looking at her with such obsession, he asked kindly.

He just watched her every move silently, without any intention of leaving.

"My subordinates have met Chen Zhaoyi."

Seeing that this man was wearing a military uniform, Cai Caifeng asked warily: "Who are you?"

"Your Majesty, the Captain, has something to do with your Majesty. I would like to see your Majesty go out with your subordinates."

Ye Yilan was a little convinced. The two of them had only been together for less than a day, and she thought he would forget his sister who was in this deep palace. She asked to see her today, but she didn't know why, and she always felt uneasy.

"It's rare for the young master to get together with the queen, why are the queen still hesitating?" Caifeng could see the hesitation in her eyes and asked softly again: "Is it possible that the queen is afraid that someone will make false rumors?"

The women in the palace didn't know how they envied their empress behind her back. Her empress was not worried, but she was extremely worried about what they were doing behind her back.

Last night, I had something to do with the emperor. Today, the empress had a sad look on her face and had not improved at all. She was not easy to persuade her to come out, for fear of offending others.

"That's not true." She had never suspected that there were false rumors. Although there were many tricks in this palace, they were not so bold. She chuckled and said, "Lead the way for me."

The people watching in the pavilion have been observing their actions. I don’t know what the soldier said to Ye Yilan, but they are extremely curious. They are careful in their words and deeds: "Your Majesty, don't you want to go and have a look?"

His eyes were fixed on her back, and he looked back at her with a stern smile between his frowning eyebrows: "Do you want me to follow you?"

At this moment, he was still hesitating but wanted to follow.

Indeed, I was extremely curious as to why Ye Xunyu asked Lan'er to go.

Suddenly she looked at him and whispered shyly: "I, my concubine, can't be the master."

Murong Haochen heard that she was indeed different from the other women. She dared to be angry and speak out, while the others would only flatter her. He smiled lightly and said, "You know this well."

He couldn't help but want to follow her and look at her. It was the first time he stared at her from such a distance. He always felt that the distance between the two of them had already been far apart since last night.

If he hadn't forced her to be so urgent, he would never have known that she had been guarding against him getting close to her.

She likes to smell the fragrance of flowers silently. She is afraid that only when she is lonely and worried will she stare at those flowers and plants in a daze.

Every move she makes is reflected in his eyes, and there is no way to escape it.

When Caifeng saw the young master, she felt relieved and said, "My slave, please see the young master."

"Caifeng, please come aside first. I have something to tell you."

Seeing his behavior and words, it seemed that the palace had discarded all the original family ties.

Even if she is cautious about her words and actions in front of others, she doesn't want to be like this in front of family affection.

"Brother, why are we so divided?"

"This is the palace."

Royal palace?

That's right, she, Ye Yilan, has long been inseparable from this place.

"I'm afraid this is a letter written by the prince. I happened to intercept it when I went out this morning." "Have you ever had any correspondence with him?"

After staying in the palace for a long time, she no longer desires these things. What should end should end long ago. The letter is just a kind of sustenance for thoughts.

He took the letter with a smile. He had never heard from him before. Now this letter seemed light, but in fact it was heavy. He shook his head: "There are some things, brother, you don't understand..."

"My servants see you, the emperor, and you see my concubine Shu."

Hearing that, Ye Yilan was interrupted by Caifeng's words, and the two of them looked back.
Chapter completed!