Ya Ge looked up and saw him hugging Guo Meiren and kissing her mouth to mouth.
The other concubines suppressed their jealous faces and clapped loudly and cheered...
Song of Songs suddenly remembered a word: sensual and lustful!
Holding the cup to pour the wine, he realized that the wine bottle in front of him had been empty for some time.
She could only look at the servant next to her and motioned for her to bring the wine.
The servant was stunned for a moment and quickly replaced her with a pot.
Cup after cup, pot after pot.
For her, she couldn't get drunk from wine. But because of this, she felt even more sad.
At this moment, she was so out of place here. She looked at everyone again, then stood up and quietly retreated out.
The air outside was indeed much refreshing. She took a deep breath, stepped quickly, and returned to her Jiaofang Palace in an instant.
"Empress, why did you come back alone?" Su Yan was about to go out to pick her up. When he looked up, he found that she had come back alone. She asked in surprise.
Ya Ge smiled and answered the question: "Su Yan, I want to play the piano!"
"Okay, I'll go and set up your piano right now!" Su Yan could only understand the master's pain.
She knew that it would be a matter of time before she fell out of favor if things continued like this, but she didn't want to point it out, let alone persuade her.
Just let her be depressed like this for a while, and maybe, as time goes by, her injury will heal!
The low sound of the piano reveals endless desolation, which makes people shed a tear every time they hear it.
After she left, Xuanyuan Wenqi found an excuse and walked out.
At this moment, hearing her melancholy music, he hesitated slightly, took off the flute from his waist, and put it to his mouth.
The sound of his flute is as sweet and melodious as ever.
But this time, the flute just started playing, and the bitter harp over there suddenly stopped!
Xuanyuan Wenqi was stunned. He put the jade flute to his lips but forgot to play it.
He just stood there blankly, his hand maintaining the position of holding the flute, and remained motionless for a long, long time.
My heart is churning like a mountain.
Why, why don't you even leave me this right now? I don't have too many demands! If you don't let me touch you, I will behave.