The mad concubine is ruthless and stunning: the evil king circle spoils the concubine

Little Liuli stood up slowly, sniffed, pouted and said, "Brother Chenfeng has been by Liuli's side all the time."

Chenfeng raised his head and saw Chonghua, he pulled Xiao Liuli over and saluted Chonghua, "I have seen Father Emperor."

Chonghua looked thoughtfully at the pair of pink and jade-carved babies in front of him, and said after a moment of silence, "Chenfeng, you are older than Liuli, you can be regarded as her brother, so you have to protect her well, know ?"

Xiao Chenfeng nodded, "Father, please rest assured, I will definitely protect Liuli."

"Okay, you guys go and play, father, walk around alone."

"Uncle Chonghua, let's go play then, Brother Chenfeng, let's go... You said yesterday that you would teach me how to draw today... So, I'll have someone prepare it early in the morning, and I'll take you to see it." ..."

"I've always carried the little clay figurine you made for me, take a look..."

"I'll make you a little clay figurine too, okay..."

"Is the pink dress I'm wearing today really pretty..."

Little Liuli's voice gradually became farther away, gradually becoming inaudible.

Chonghua stood where he was and watched the two small figures completely disappear before turning around and leaving.

He doesn't know where he is going...

Xiao Liuli's words still echoed in his mind until now.

Uncle Chonghua, you can't like your mother, your father will be very angry, and your queen will be very angry, too.

if……

He can't like her.

So, can his child like her daughter?

It was getting late.

The last trace of the setting sun was also hidden in the clouds.

sunset.

Tomorrow, it will rise from the east again.

Such a repeated cycle will not change every day.

The peonies in the garden are in full bloom.

Red, yellow, pink, clusters, as gorgeous as the morning glow.

He thought of Feng Yao...

She loves to wear bright colors, just like the peonies in this garden, noble and gorgeous.

According to her temperament, if he doesn't go back, she will probably be waiting at the palace gate.

It was getting late, and he should go back.

In this world, there is still one person who is sincerely looking forward to his return, and he can no longer let him down.

He didn't know if he would fall in love with Feng Yao one day.

But he didn't want to let down a woman who had poured all his affection into him.

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"Your Majesty, you should eat something first..."

There was a table full of delicacies, but they didn't move.

Feng Yao looked like a squatting stone statue, leaning against the palace gate motionless.

It's already dark, isn't he coming back yet?

She waited hour after hour...

She felt that her waiting was longer than her whole life, so tormented, so painful.

But she had to keep waiting.

It's like waiting for an uncertain future.

"Your Majesty..." The maid wanted to comfort her, but suddenly she looked at the scarlet figure walking out of the black night in surprise, and shouted, "My Lady, it's the Emperor, the Emperor is back."

"He's finally back."

Feng Yao seemed to be stupid.

Standing there in a daze.

She watched the familiar scarlet figure get closer and closer, and that seductive and beautiful face became clearer and clearer under the orange light.

Her lips trembled slightly twice, opened, closed again, opened again, thousands of words, but now she only said one sentence, "Husband, you are back."

"Well, I'm back." Chonghua walked slowly in front of her, hesitated for a few seconds, and gently held her hands.