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

Chapter 83
Gorgeous but not vulgar, like a lotus emerging from water, especially the little tear mole at the corner of the eye, which is particularly pitiful.

The big hands on the slender waist were loosened, Shupin suddenly felt a crisis, she leaned over quickly, and said with a breath:
"Your Majesty, my concubine practiced a new dance, tonight..."

However, it came to nothing.

Jun Wenyi went down the stairs, his tall figure approaching.

The woman did not pretend to be shy, and met the emperor's fiery eyes openly.

"what is it call?"

"Go back to the emperor, Xia Yaoyao."

"Yaoyao?" The man chuckled, "Good name."

Picking up the sign on the side and looking at it: "The daughter of Xia Ming, Minister of Honglu Temple..."

It is quite appropriate to be the fourth grade, but has no real power.

Now that the imperial power is stable, I really don't want to add a few more foreign relatives who can dictate.

The eunuch in the house gave the wooden tray covered with red silk with great eyesight, and Emperor Yuanshuo placed the sign under the word "Concubine".

Eunuch Yang sang loudly: "The eldest daughter of the Xia family is graceful, graceful, dignified and graceful, and canonized as a concubine—"

Among the fifteen beautiful women, except Concubine Xia, one was chosen as Prince Liangdi, and two were side concubines of King Wei, and the rest were given to other members of the royal family.

"Brother Qing, Mrs. Dong's daughter looks gentle and pleasant, why don't you take her as a concubine? It's good to have more people who know the cold and the hot at night."

It was raining heavily, and the palace people led the way with umbrellas on both sides. Several princes walked with their hands behind their backs, walking through the long corridor.

Jun Huaiqing walked unhurriedly at the end, and shook his head with a smile when he heard the words: "My body is enough to cause a disaster."

"Nonsense." Jun Huailan scolded in a low voice, looking at the indifferent face of her compatriot brother, she said distressedly, "It will get better, my mother and I have no intention of forcing you to have an heir, don't get me wrong."

"Then from the Qin residence..."

"Leaving no heirs doesn't mean being alone forever." She interrupted uncompromisingly, "There is no need to discuss this matter. The daughter of the Qin family will get married when she turns seventeen."

"Oh." Jun Huaiqing sighed helplessly.

The second prince frowned, and looked at the cold young man: "The fourth brother is almost eighteen, and there are two who have just reached the age of hair, which are not bad, why, don't you like them?"

Jun Huailuo's eyes were deep, and his tone was low: "I'm afraid that I will take away the favor of the emperor."

This remark made Jun Huaihao very happy, he laughed and patted the other party's shoulder.

A trace of disgust crossed Junyi's face, and he took a step calmly, avoiding the touch.

When everyone arrived at the east gate, they drove off and separated.

A carriage embroidered with cloud patterns on an indigo blue background was slowly moving along the palace road, and the attendant who drove the carriage pressed against the door curtain and asked:
"Fourth master, are you going back to the house?"

Jun Huailuo opened the secret compartment and took out a secret letter: "Is there a message from Yaohua Palace?"

"No."

"Ah."

The attendant understands, after leaving the palace from the east gate, turn right and head towards South Street.

When the fourth prince turned [-] years ago, he was only rewarded with the mansion, but has not yet been crowned king.

It was dark and rainy, and in order to avoid the hurrying pedestrians, the wheels of the car fell into small puddles from time to time, and it was very bumpy.
So, the attendant took the reins and drove into another relatively secluded wide alley, intending to make a circle.

The car turned sharply, bringing with it a gust of wind that made the letter paper rustle.

Frowning slightly, he reached for the thick curtain with one hand.

When his eyes were raised slightly, a strange scene broke into his sight.

It was a simple grass shed, and a slender figure knelt under the shed.

A straw stick was stuck in the messy hair, and a middle-aged man was lying on the mat in front of him.

It is common to sell one's body to bury one's father.

However, the man's drooping little face was calm and devoid of sorrow, as if the dead had nothing to do with it.

And if you really want to be bought early, you should go to a lively market, not an alley.

But if you say that you are not sincere, you can choose to play a show for someone to watch on a cold and wet rainy day.

"trouble marker!"

"Kill her! Harmful!"

All of a sudden, three or four children in coir raincoats playing in the water came rushing up, shouting and cursing around the skinny man.

"Destroy my parents! Destroy my uncle!"

(End of this chapter)