There is a powerful minister Bai Yueguang in my heart

Chapter 91 Yaoyao is shy (the next two chapters will be combined)

Liangyan Palace,
The inner hall is filled with incense, the concubine Liang is lying on the soft couch with her eyes lightly closed, her green gauze pleated skirt outlines her exquisite curves,
"The emperor is in the queen's palace?"

"It's true, Madam, the empress even served the emperor's meals in person."

Cai Nanny bent over to reply, her temple hair was already stained with hoarfrost, but her eyes were extremely shrewd, she did not look old at all, seeing that Concubine Liang had not spoken for a long time, Cai Mammy raised her head to test,
"Your Majesty, if you want this old servant to send someone to invite the Emperor, just say that it's your Majesty that you are unwell..."

"No, you go to Concubine Shu's Palace."

Concubine Liang slowly opened her eyes, with a calm and composed expression on her beautiful face, she was the stupidest concubine among the three concubines who would only be a good concubine,
Cai Momo didn't understand Concubine Liang's intentions, her old face was once puzzled, after a little more thinking, she understood, looked at Concubine Liang on the soft couch, bowed and smiled and said,

"Old slave understands."

She is really old-fashioned, the emperor dotes on the queen, because of the queen's cat, he dismissed the Minister of Rites, not to mention,
Concubine Hui also restrained her feet. At this moment when the storm is on the cusp, why would their mother bother to touch this bad luck in person.

Concubine Liang closed her eyes again, sniffed the lingering incense in the hall, closed her eyes and rested her mind, raised her hands lightly,
"Go ahead and bring the sachet, in case she won't listen to you."

"Yes, ma'am, this old slave will leave." Nanny Cai retreated in response.

...

In Fengluan Palace,

After dinner, Qin Yao was really afraid that Xuanyuan Ying would be exhausted, and wanted to accompany Xuanyuan Ying to the Imperial Garden to digest food.

On the contrary, Xuanyuan Ying, who kept saying that he couldn't eat, walked around Fengluan Palace twice after dinner, and then hugged Qin Yao and didn't let go.

Deshan has been by Xuanyuan Ying's side for so many years, and his thoughts are more or less clear. He knows that the emperor wants to spend more time alone with the empress.
The benevolent old face smiled, swept the whisk in his hand, and ordered the palace servants to go down and prepare hot water,

Lu Liu understood, she glanced at her own mother who was being held in the arms of the emperor, her face was flushed, and the people in the palace went down to prepare.

The hot water for bathing was quickly prepared, and Qin Yao finally came out of Xuanyuan Ying's arms, leaning comfortably in the water filled with peony petals,
"Your Majesty, the Emperor treats you very well."

Luliu added water to the side, and opened her mouth with a blushing little face, not forgetting to say a word of the emperor's kindness from time to time, so that her mother would never think of the national teacher again.

"Well, yes."

Thinking of Xuanyuan Ying's gentle changes in his attitude towards him since that day by the river,
Qin Yao's red lips curled up unconsciously, and her beautiful eyes sparkled. It would be even better if Xuanyuan Ying obediently let herself sleep tonight.

What Luliu prepared was an elegant moon-white chest-length skirt, which is beautiful but not in line with Qin Yao's soft and flamboyant beauty.
not to mention……

Qin Yao squeezed the drug hidden under her cuff, tonight, she wanted to sleep with Xuanyuan Ying, so elegant is not what she wanted,
"Change this one."

Qin Yao's hand landed on the floor-length skirt of smoked gauze embroidered with crimson peonies in gold thread. It was graceful and luxurious, half covered by the light gauze, which made people fascinated by sight.

Green Willow waited for Qin Yao to put it on, and Qin Yao sat in front of her makeup again, putting on lip balm for herself, her red lips were instantly tender and tender,
"Young lady, you, you are so pretty."

Standing behind Qin Yao, Lu Liu was a little lost in thought, and murmured in a daze for a while,
Qin Yao bent the corners of her lips, stood up and squeezed Lu Liu's cheeks, her eyes fell on the skirt that Lu Liu had just chosen for herself,
"Bengong Lu'er must look good when she dresses up. That underskirt is a bit more elegant. It doesn't suit me, but it suits my Lu'er. Would you like to wear it to Bengong tomorrow?"

She found out, the little girl's ears were red when she mentioned Ah Xun, oh, their Lu'er also has a sweetheart, that's great.

Luliu widened her eyes slightly in shock, then hurriedly waved her hands to refuse, and said in panic,
"No, no, no, my lady, that's your dress, my lady, how dare my servants wear it, no, my lady."

Qin Yao's face froze, pretending to be angry and serious, and he pinched the little girl's cheek several times before he was satisfied.

"It's fine if I say yes, if others dare to say anything about you, I will pull out their tongues."

"My lady..."

Knowing that her mother really wanted him to accept her, and that she was careful not to be insulted, Lu Liu was moved and her eyes were red.

"Stop, don't cry, I can't stand this."

Qin Yao tapped Luliu's forehead lightly with her fingers, and the little girl sucked her nose to force back the tears, moved Haw to look at Qin Yao,

Qin Yao laughed and shook her head lightly, put on her cloak, walked out with Lu Liu, and headed towards the bedroom.

"This old slave sees the Empress, Your Majesty, the emperor is already inside, please, Your Majesty."

Deshan stood guard in front of the bedroom door with a fly whisk in his hand, and when he saw Qin Yao coming, he smiled like a chrysanthemum and saluted Qin Yao, then straightened up and pushed open the bedroom door.

Qin Yao nodded lightly, and stepped into the bedroom. Luliu was immersed in the emotion and was in a trance, imagining that she followed up during the night vigil in the past,

"Hey, girl Luliu, you can't do it, you can't do it."

Deshan hurriedly stopped Luliu, and then Luliu came back to her senses, thinking of something, her little face was so red that it could bleed, and she followed Deshan in front of the palace door, bowing her head for a while in annoyance.

Qin Yao walked into the bedroom, took off the cloak on her body, walked into the inner hall,
At a glance, I saw Xuanyuan Ying lying on the red sandalwood noble concubine's soft couch, with those white and slender hands with clearly defined and extremely pleasing hands,

He was still reading something with a book, and when he heard the movement, Xuanyuan Ying withdrew his eyes from the booklet in his hand,

Raising his eyes, he saw Qin Yao, his narrow, dark and deep Danfeng eyes slightly narrowed, and his face was as handsome as a god, showing undisguised amazement,

"Yaoyao, come here."

The deep voice was tinged with a bit of hoarse magnetism, which added a sense of demagogy for no reason.

Qin Yao was a little uncomfortable, because she recognized at a glance what Xuanyuan Ying was looking at in her hand.
But think about it, I just wanted to sleep with Xuanyuan Ying tonight, so there's nothing wrong with him reading it.
Although this unscrupulous junior may not lack such insight at all, thinking that Xuanyuan Ying had already had other women,
Qin Yao felt uneasy in his heart for no reason, but he didn't know where the unhappiness came from.

He simply didn't think about it any more, obediently walked towards Xuanyuan Ying, and before he had time to stand still,

As soon as the waist tightened, he was pulled into Xuanyuan Ying's arms, enveloped by the familiar faint ambergris, and the earlobe was warm and numb,
"emperor."

Strangeness has never felt weird before, Qin Yao blushed, and gently pushed Xuanyuan Ying's chest with his hand, Xuanyuan Ying's throat overflowed with a low chuckle,
"Yaoyao is shy now, huh?"

Xuanyuan Ying was very happy. It turned out that his Yaoyao guilt was because he didn't want him to find out that she had seen the erotic pictures. He thought...

Xuanyuan Ying hooked his thin lips, and greedily rubbed against the pit of his neck, as long as he wasn't still thinking about Lin Ci, as long as he wasn't thinking about leaving him, it was fine.

(End of this chapter)