The Job of an Imperial Concubine

The flowers fell all over the place, and the evening glow, Gao Dezhong silently lowered his head, watching the sunset pull the shadow of the emperor longer and longer, the light was a little dark, and it seemed to be a bit of a depression.

"The emperor... The sky is dark," Gao Dezhong stepped forward and whispered.

Feng Yi looked at him and looked at him. When he saw him bury his eyes, he couldn’t help but say: "I remember that Wei Guizhen was the crown of the palace, and although he was a scorpion, he also wanted to make the two emperors of Wei Guizhen two cents in the palace. ""

Gao Dezhong heard this and buried his head lower. He had been waiting for the emperor very early, and he also had some understanding of the darkness of the harem. When Wei Guizhen was loved, he was also in his eyes, but unfortunately...

The seal looked at the dry lotus pond. When he was pushed into the pool by the second emperor, he was born with a serious illness. The second emperor also squandered ten scriptures. Unfortunately, Wei Guizhen only had the power to admire. In the end, he only lost three feet of white, and the two emperors were rejected.

When the father was dying, he once said that the harem woman had no sincerity, but he felt ridiculous, and he couldn’t expect others to be sincere. He once thought that the mother was sincere to the father, but after the death of the father, the mother became the most honorable queen of the harem, and there was no sorrow for the departure of the father.

He never thought about getting real heart in the harem woman, and he didn't feel that this kind of thing was precious. There were countless beautiful people in the harem, and no one who served well, would love a few points.

Hearing this kind of speech today, he was a little surprised, and there was a bit of a sigh of incomprehensibility.

When he was young, the mother told him indifferently that the woman in the harem vie for fighting skills, not the emperor's love, but the power of favor. Only a stupid woman will be emotional to the emperor, and such a stupid woman can't live in the harem.

When Zhao Qichu entered the palace, he looked like he couldn’t remember it, but he didn’t want to be a silly woman in the harem.

"Tonight, Tao Yuge is in the palm of the hand." Fold a pear flower, seal the faint opening, and play with the pear in his hand, let the pear petals on the flower branch fall.

"Zhao Xiong master, the emperor's mouth, tonight Tao Taoge palm lamp." After the inner **** came to Tao Yuge, facing the Zhuangluo's well-behaved baggage, the face was still smiling.

"There is a slap in the office," Yun Xi put a purse in the hands of the **** in the room, and said some Geely.

The insider **** also noticed that the emperor had a little favor for the newly-recognized Zhao Yu, and said a few words to retreat. After the Tao Yuge, he felt that the evening glow in the west had gradually faded, and looked back at Tao Yuge. The plaque, who thought that the master can still turn over?

"Master," listened to the bamboo tea, and saw Zhuangluo sitting in front of the mirror, putting the tea aside and going forward: "Now the time is not early, the slaves are waiting for you to bathe and change clothes."

Zhuang Luo picked up the fine hair in front of his forehead and took this delicate face. "Get ready."

Listening to the bamboo did not feel at ease, looked at Zhuangluo, and saw his face calm, silently retreating, and told the people below to prepare.

Like a light cloud, the moon is swaying.

After Feng Yu's driving stopped in front of Tao Yuge, he saw such a beautiful woman.

Under the lantern, the beauty of the faint shawl in the moonlight, such as the weak willow, stands in the wind, and the lantern in the hand shakes slightly in the cold wind. This eye makes the seal think of this poem.

From the evening wind, the sleeves and skirts fluttered, and the blue silk was also lingering in the night with the wind. The seal went down and drove the car, and took up the hand of Zhuangluo. "Junmei repairs the eyes and looks forward to the gods, and the essence of Wencai sees the custom. But it is not enough to describe love."

Zhuang Luo’s words sighed slightly and smirked, but his cheeks flew pale red. "Is this really true or teasing?"

"Nature is a sincere heart," Feng Yan took over the lantern in the hands of Zhuang Luo, and did not let the palace people take it away. He took Zhuangluo in one hand and walked slowly into the door with a lantern. The gentleness of the palm is very comfortable. Recalling the words of the people around me in the afternoon, the words are gentle and a little bit. "How can you get out of the door when you are cold at night?"

"The emperor is a sly husband. When the courtiers don't want the emperor to go to the Taoyu Pavilion, they only see a few red lanterns that can't talk." When it comes to this, the sound of Zhuangluo is getting smaller. "He wants to wait for the emperor." Come back."

Gao Dezhong, who followed the two, heard this and his footsteps gradually slowed down. Zhao’s words were more and more rules. According to the position, it’s just a small flaw. Where is the word “return”, but the emperor has no Reaction, he is a nephew.

After deliberately slowing down the steps, Gao Dezhong ghost looked up and looked at the pair of figures in front of him. When he saw the emperor, he helped Zhao Zhao cross the threshold, and Zhao Wei smiled at the emperor.

If you say that you are laughing and laughing in the city, Zhao Xiao’s smile is infinite. Gao Dezhong remembers those words that should not be heard. Suddenly, he has some pity.

In the harem, what is more pitiful than moving the heart?

Going outside the inside room, Gao Dezhong stopped and closed the door for the two. He took a few steps back and stood on the stone steps. He looked at the red lantern hanging high in the corridor. Today, the lantern is hanging in the pavilion. Know where his red candle is bright?

Zhuangluo sat down on the bed with the emperor's footsteps and saw the emperor's face calm and gentle. Obviously, he didn't mind taking his attitude as an ordinary husband. His heart was relieved. Fortunately, this step was not wrong, if she could wear it back. I am sure that I can write a best-selling book. Unfortunately, it is basically a one-way ticket to cross the profession. There are not many people who wear it back, let alone her person who works in the company.

"Why, I just said that I am waiting for my return, but I will not speak at this time?" Feng Shuo saw the Zhuangluo not saying anything, warmly said, "Hey, come here, I don't want you to be silent."

"How can the emperor know what he wants?" Zhuang Luo was slightly excited to hold the sleeves of the seal. "The emperor can come, he is very happy, but he is only speechless and uneasy."

After sealing up and hearing the words, he smiled and said: "Yu is your husband, you are waiting for you to return, what is wrong?"

The hand that slammed the robes shook, and the tremor seemed to tremble into the heart of the seal. The heart seemed to be a little more pulsating in an instant. He looked at the joy and excitement in the eyes of Zhao Wei, and stroked the soft hair. top.

I am ignorant of love, and I am ignorant and painless. This is just a silly woman who has moved her heart but wants to lie to her. She gives her two more favors, and she is all true.

Perhaps it is because he knows the feelings of the person in his arms, and perhaps the soft body of the person in his arms. The night is very happy. The woman in her arms has already passed down, but her hand has unconsciously climbed into his chest.

After the accident, even if he had the grace to spend a whole night with him, he should be a well-behaved and well-behaved, but this Zhaozhen actually squatted on his body, and he really did not know the rules.

However, the seal was hooked at the corner of the mouth, but such rules, others did not see, he did not care about such small rules, but fortunately, other women in the palace are not like this, it is by her.

Who said that the emperor was ironed into an embroidery needle, Zhuang Luozhen felt that the emperor was very energetic. When she woke up in the morning, she saw that Xuandi had already dressed her robes and looked at the man with her eyes open. Fortunately, this emperor was outside. The conditions are good, otherwise it is really a bit corrupt.

When he looked back at the bed, he looked at him like Zhuangluo, and went to the bed to sit down. "Will you wake up?"

"The emperor," Zhuang Luozhen was struggling to get up, and then there was a delicate and powerless retreat. The seal would not be the one she expected to stop her from getting up. "Love is tired last night, don't have to get up and wait." After saying a few more words, I have to get up and leave.

When he first got up, the robes were pulled by the tenderness of white tenderness. He looked back and stared at him with a sly look. He couldn’t help but ask: "Love is awkward."

Then I saw Zhao Xiao put a small sachet in his pillow and put it in his hands. "The emperor gave so many things, everything is the emperor, only this blessing bag was asked in the temple before entering the palace, old The host said that the blessing of the blessing of the Lord is safe, and he gave this to the emperor."

The sachet is embroidered with a blessing. The fabric is good, but it looks a bit ordinary with the palace satin. The small one is very delicate. The seal puts the blessing into the sleeve. You will take a break."

Out of the Tao Yuge, the seal was sitting in the Imperial Motors, took out the blessing in the sleeve and looked at it for a while, and put it back in the sleeve again, not tied to the waist.

In the bath tub, Zhuangluo was replaced by a clean dress on the shoulders of the palace, and he took the bamboo and Yun Xi to the Queen’s Jingyang Palace.

The queen is the prostitute of the Zhao family. It is not the love of the emperor, but the power of the Zhao family. Fortunately, although the Zhao family is powerful, it is not arrogant, so the emperor has not been pampered with her in these years. The Queen is also very good at taking care of the harem.

However, Zhuang Luozheng feels that no matter how the Zhao family rules, but the kings like to concentrate on power, so the Xuan Emperor may have some plans for the Zhao family, but sooner or later.

After the **** was reported, Zhuangluo entered the main hall. At this time, there were several squats in the room. She honestly went to the empress and asked the emperor. The empress did not embarrass her, and she gave her a seat when she finished the ceremony.

"Zhao Xi’s sister is coming a little late this time." The soft voice is still beautiful.

"I am guilty, please the Queen's maiden to punish," Zhuang Luoqi got up, but he only pleaded guilty to the Queen.

The soft face changed slightly, seeing no anger on the back of the emperor, and squinting at Zhuangluo.

The Queen smiled and said: "There is no need for this. You wait for the emperor to work hard to come to the palace to be safe. It is a gift."

Yan Guifei smiled and looked at this scene, and his heart sneered, and there was a soft voice in front of the emperor.

"Queen Empresses are kind, do not blame, and shy," said Zhuang Luo, who is also a blessing to the soft, "I am also here to thank the palace satin given by the soft girl, the thousand Wei on the palace satin Purple is really embroidered."

Thousands of Wei Zi, the famous flower in the flower, the Lord is noble, and generally can not be used, unless the emperor's emperor rewards, softly sent to the Zhuangluo thousand Wei Wei-like palace satin, it is a bit more moment, and where is the queen?

When I heard that Zhuang Luozhen said this, I knew that my previous things were not done properly, I was afraid that I would be dissatisfied with the Queen.

"The emperor's soft-hearted palace satin, soft and generous, is for you, so take it," the Queen smiled and looked at the soft look. "Everyone is serving the sisters of the emperor, you also use it."

The soft face changed, and he got up and bowed his knees: "The courtier is rude, please the Queen."

"Everyone's sisters are deep, what is rude, soft, you are too careful," the Queen grinned with a scorpion, "Let's sit down."

The soft-skinned face sat down pale, but did not dare to say more.

Zhuang Luo’s eyes hang down on the ground where the light can be seen. The Queen’s deep means, not to blame the blame, is telling the soft, even if she is favored again, before the emperor, with her own position. No difference, because she is the Queen of the Palace, others will never go to her.

A soft knife, killing people, but it is not as good as death.

Looking at the pale and soft eyes, and aiming at the other smiles, Zhuangluo took back the line of sight, and the women in the harem were really hidden. 2k novel reading network