After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 113

At the end of Xu time, night falls.

In the courtyard of Zhaochun Hall, palace lanterns are lit in the four corners.

Empress Xiao sat upright on the first seat, and on both sides were six concubines and nine concubines. Dozens of gorgeously dressed women drank tea and enjoyed the moon, chatting and laughing happily, and it was a scene of getting along harmoniously.

Director Yang held a stag tail, walked in small steps, and turned in from outside the flower wall, followed by a little eunuch holding a silver plate.

He walked to Xiao's back seat and whispered a few words.

The gentle woman was startled, and glanced at the wooden sign on the plate, showing worry.

After all, he didn't say anything, and nodded slightly.

Eunuch Yang hurried towards the beauty on the lower left: "Your Majesty, please, don't let the Holy Master wait."

Concubine Xia didn't show her arrogance, she got up and bowed to Fengzhu Yingying, and then she walked away.

However, the original peaceful atmosphere was broken in the end.

"What kind of medicine is this for the emperor, didn't you just overturn it yesterday?" Hu Zhaoyi said angrily.

"Heh, we can't learn her skills," Concubine De took a sip of her fragrant tea, her words sarcastically said, "A decent official girl, who knows those messy tricks."

There is no impenetrable wall in the harem, and everyone has heard about Concubine Xia's methods to some extent, and they all blushed when they mentioned it.

The discipline they received since childhood forced them to get used to being female, even if they catered to them, they couldn't make waves.

Over the past few years, most of the competition for favor has been based on appearance and talent. Who would have thought that the emperor in his early years would have changed his preferences.

All the girls have their own thoughts, and the moonlight is so bright that no one appreciates it.

Yihua Palace.

Bathing in spring soup, drawing eyebrows and dressing.

Concubine Xia raised her hand to screen away the palace people, put on a scarlet gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, took out a small jar of ointment, and applied it on several places.

After a while, the heat spread.

In the faint candlelight, she reclined on the bed, her beautiful eyes dimmed.

The color is like jade, the breath is like orchid, and Luo Weiqi is fragrant with foil and powder.

When Jun Wenyi stepped into the bedroom, what he saw was such a beautiful scene.

"This is Aifei, can't wait?"

Holding the small ankle with a big hand, he stroked up the slender legs.

Ice skin and jade skin, creamy like crisp, with a light pink color, very attractive.

The most important thing is that the vague fragrance on her body always makes his blood boil.

"Yes." The beauty smiled sweetly.

Emperor Yuan Shuo had long been tired of the trick of wanting to greet and rejecting, and admired Concubine Xia's frankness and openness the most.

The red waves are rolling and sweating.

Feeling the joy that other concubines couldn't get, completely relieving and venting the boredom caused by political affairs, the man sighed contentedly:

"My Yaoyao is a baby."

The woman lowered her eyelids, hiding the secret joy in her eyes.

In fact, the concubines have been vaguely aware of the king's physical condition in recent years.

But no one mentioned it, and no one dared to do anything.

The dragon couldn't move, so she tried her best to turn herself into medicine.

Long-term glory is earned actively.

At Maoshi the next day, Concubine Xia supported Jun Wenyi to change her clothes and went to court with her sore and delicate body.

This is also what makes her pleasing, she will never be arrogant for no reason.

Enchanting and caring, can have both.

After Emperor Yuan Shuo left, he went back to the couch and slept for a while, and woke up slowly at the end of the day.

Wearing single clothes, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, combing black hair like black ink.

The little maid made a bun for her, saw the little red marks on her neck, and said flatteringly:

"The emperor loves the empress so much, it won't be long before the harem will have another little master."

Snapped!The jade grate was thrown heavily.

The little maid was startled, and knelt down tremblingly, not knowing what she said wrong.

A palace servant walked in from the outer bedroom, frowning and waving his hand, the maidservants in the room immediately retreated.

"Nianyan." Calling someone, Jiaoyan was filled with sorrow, "Tell me, why is my stomach so unbearable?"

This maidservant is about twenty years old, wearing a taupe-colored palace shirt, with a sandalwood-colored hand sign hanging on her waist.

With an ordinary face and a calm temperament, he is obviously different from those little palace ladies who are trembling, and he is Concubine Xia's confidant.

"My lady, don't be upset." Picking up the comb, she continued to comb her hair slowly.

"How can I not be annoyed!" Concubine Xia said bitterly, clutching the veil, "It's been two years, and the palace is clearly in its prime, why..."

After a pause, he lowered his voice: "Nianyan, do you have a medicine that can kill you with one stroke?"

"Your Majesty, there is no such thing in the world." The maidservant sighed, leaned over and said, "Besides, maybe it's not your problem."

She was surprised: "What do you mean by that? It's impossible, the emperor..."

"Then have you ever thought that the rain and dew from the Holy Majesty have not stopped, but since Concubine Dong gave birth to eleven princesses six or seven years ago, the harem has not had any more heirs. The reason..."

Concubine Xia's complexion changed drastically, and she scolded in a low voice, "Stop talking nonsense!"

"Your Majesty, forgive me." Nian Yan knelt down and bowed, not showing any fear.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and there was a long silence. The beautiful woman raised her catkin a little, and said in a deep voice: "I thought that the emperor was just tired... so I used your ointment to cheer up the fun. If... then it seems that under the same conditions, this Gong Ding is the most advantageous..."

The palace maid didn't get up, and kowtowed heavily: "Please, Madam, go with the servant."

(End of this chapter)