334. Chapter 334 Concubine Lin Xian discovers the secret 2
"When did this happen? How long has it been?"
"It's been seven or eight days. Madam, please don't tell anyone, otherwise, this slave will die, and so will Xiaohong..."
"Go down, I have my own sense of proportion."
Ruyun then went down anxiously.
Concubine Lin Xian was lying on the imperial concubine's chair, and she was in a state of extreme confusion. It was enough for Luojia to favor the young woman, but he actually allowed that woman to live in the same palace with the emperor day and night, eat the same meals and sleep together, even if she was a queen, she was considered a queen.
It's too much, and she is still a nameless woman. Who is this woman? Since Luojia favors her so much, why doesn't he reveal her identity and give her a name?
She seemed to be trapped in layers of fog, and she felt that the situation was getting more and more dangerous.
"Come here. Go to the third prince's residence immediately."
"yes."
Let's talk about Luojia. He left Jiaoyun Palace and went straight to his Lizheng Hall.
Stepping into the familiar garden, my heart suddenly relaxed. When I saw her, I wanted to see her immediately. One day without seeing her was like three autumns. I was angry with her. I wanted to wait for her to reflect on her own initiative and realize her mistakes, but
, he couldn't wait, remembering that there were still many things that he had not done tonight: no barbecue, no chatting, and no sleeping with her.
He was completely unaware that if he did not follow such a procedure, he would not be able to sleep. A night of singing, dancing and banquets made him very uncomfortable. Only then did he understand her earnest warning: excessive drinking and sex is not a good thing. Why do many emperors have short lives?
It's just that they have no control.
He didn't take it seriously at first. Isn't life meant to be enjoyed? The emperor wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. However, these days, as he got used to the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early, he gradually developed a very strange idea: he needed to take care of his body.
longevity.
Although he is not yet forty years old, which is the golden age for a man to be most powerful, why is there a crisis of aging? Is it just because of that little person that she is so young and lovely?
He became excited thinking about it, and his steps became faster and faster, and he had already reached the entrance of the Lizheng Hall.