There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 212 That Was Before
Tang Wanning couldn't tell what was in her heart.

She wanted to cry a little, her throat felt like a ball of cotton was stalked, and the tears fell down without disappointment.

In the end, she buried her face in his neck, desperately inhaled the ambergris on his body, wept convulsively, and repeated a sentence in her mouth sobbing.

"Why are you an emperor, why are you an emperor? Why are you an emperor?"

She asked many times, her tone became more and more unwilling each time, and her tears became more heartbroken each time. This was the first time she cried like this in front of him, and it was really embarrassing to hear it out.

Xia Houjue's heart throbbed with pain, he freed up one hand to gently caress her back, as if comforting a naughty child.

"Wanwan, I know you don't like it, so let's have children earlier, can I pass the throne to them earlier?"

"Give me a few more years, the Great Xia Dynasty is full of devastation, I can't leave it alone, can you give me a few more years?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was shocked.

All his time in this life was spent on how to seek power, how to seize the throne, how to avenge his mother's hatred, and how to survive in the harem.

In order to live, he can only fight for it, and the country of the Great Xia Dynasty definitely cannot fall into the hands of those people.

He just endured and endured for so many years.

He has long been used to the coldness in the palace, and he thought he had a hard heart and no heart, but there is such a person, she is like the sun in the morning, prosperous and full of vigor, like a cluster of bright red peonies blooming lively .

His heart was warmed, and his whole body came alive.

It turned out that this world was not cold at all, it was because of his own bad luck that he happened to be reborn in the ruthless emperor's family, and it became a tragedy.

Now that he is alive, he doesn't want to die anymore. Jiangshan is just a common man, and it doesn't matter who takes care of him. He should live for himself.

"Wan Wan, stop crying, my heart is about to break!"

"Shut up!" Tang Wanning had tears in her eyes, fierce like a little tigress.

"You are the emperor, how can you talk nonsense, you are the emperor!" She forced back her tears and leaned her head on his shoulder, wondering what she was thinking.

Holding Tang Wanning in her arms, Xia Houjue strode towards Fengyang Palace along the cobblestone corridor of the imperial garden.

Under the clear light of the moonlit night, the small bamboo forest is quiet and quiet, as if nothing here has ever happened.

On the other side of the bamboo grove, in the shadow cast by a towering old pagoda tree, a tall figure in a white robe stood there, like a sculpture in the wind, and I don't know how long it has been standing there.

He stared at their leaving back, as if watching the perfect ending of a scene, the corners of his lips curled up, and he murmured softly.

"You'll be fine!"

Holding a peach blossom stick in his hand, he smiled as warmly as jade.

This peach blossom lottery appeared in his study in the morning, and it read: On the head of the willow on the moon, after dusk.On the back is the place and time.

Before he finished reading it, he knew it was fake, someone in the palace was trying to dig a hole for her by taking advantage of their friendship.

She is such a carefree person, her favorite thing is horse shooting and archery, and she often laughs and says that those wet and dry things are the most annoying.

How could she come up with a line of poetry?
But even though he knew it was fake, he still came, only came and never appeared.

The only purpose is to see if she has been caught in a trap and if she is safe. Being alone like that makes people feel a little uneasy.

Such a good girl who is upright, different and yearns for freedom, but lives in the deep palace, if I met her first, it would be great.

The two of them paraded through the streets on horseback, crossing the north and south of the Yangtze River, where could they not go?

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything. The only thing he can do now is to stay away from her, and then look at her from a distance.

Xia Houjing stood in the shadow of the tree for an unknown how long, but when he left, the peach blossom stick was crushed in his hand, and he couldn't find it anymore with a flick of his hand.

……

When she returned to Fengyang Palace that night, Tang Wanning was a little scared when she was illuminated by the bright lights.

She turned her back and didn't dare to look at Xia Houjue's face, but Xia Houjue pushed her shoulder heavily and looked at her steadily.

"Wan Wan, you have me in your heart!"

Tang Wanning blushed and didn't dare to look at him, scolding herself fiercely in her heart:

You are too worthless, just because of this face?

He is the emperor, are you crazy?Three years later, he will be drafted!You can't be so stupid!
Sickness is really sickness, why are you panicking, why is there a deer constantly bumping into it?She was about to be pushed to death, and she was about to die!

She grabbed her own hands, pinching her slender white hands until they turned red.

"Well, don't talk nonsense, I lost my head just now!" She tried to save the situation.

But Xia Houjue would not give her this chance, he covered her under him like a hungry tiger.

He kissed her ear, sprayed hot air on her neck, and murmured in her ear.

"Wan Wan, in this life, I will never let you down!" There is nothing in the court and harem that can restrain him, no one else can, the world belongs to him, and the harem also belongs to him.

He can have it if he wants it, or not if he doesn't want it.

Those women he has already betrayed, he will not treat them badly, the women who are about to be betrayed, it is better not to marry, let them find a husband who loves them at the same age as Huaguduoer, and have more children to contribute to the court Bar.

If you can't give them, you don't need to force them to be tied together. The harem is already suffering enough, so there is no need to add more miserable people.

"You have already lost!"

Tang Wanning complained about him, blushing and dripping blood, damn it, Tang Wanning, you are really hopeless, you are hopeless!
"That was before! I have been a monk for who knows how long." He said at the end, his tone was a little pitiful.

That expression seemed to say: If you don't agree again, my lady, you will really be overwhelmed as a husband.

"That's your choice!" Tang Wanning felt guilty.

It's not impossible to get along well with this man who broke up with his ex-wives for more than a year. The biggest difficulty is that she doesn't know how to get along with these early-stage people.

This is really embarrassing. Every day when I open my eyes, I see my husband and ex-wife. This is not a human life.

"Wanwan's words are wrong!" He bit her ear lightly, but he was not angry.

After a while, he endured the redness in his eyes, got up from the bed, picked her up like an addiction, and walked out.

Before they had time to ask, the two had already arrived at the clean room. The bathing pool in Fengyang Palace was very luxurious, and the water temperature inside was just right.

Xia Houjue put her aside, put on only his underwear, and walked into the bath step by step.

Tang Wanning blushed and turned her face away, but still had to admit that this bastard's figure is really good.

Fortunately, there were countless flower petals in the bath, and he couldn't see anything after taking off his underwear, he could only see that he was taking a bath seriously.

A pair of rough hands quickly rubbed every part of the skin red.

(End of this chapter)