The Jiuluan Palace in the Dayan Palace, this palace that has always been silent as if no one had ever lived there, seemed particularly quiet and sad today.
The emperor had just left the court and took Hai Ming'an to Jiuluan Palace. He waved everyone away, and even Hai Ming'an stayed outside the palace gate and entered Jiuluan Palace alone.
Jiuluan Palace has always been closed. The emperor has decreed that no one is allowed to approach Jiuluan Palace, not even the queen. Therefore, no one knows how beautiful Jiuluan Palace is, which is blocked by the palace gate. How beautiful it is.
Not like the human world.
"Luan'er." As soon as he entered the palace gate, the emperor saw the beauty under the peach tree. She was dressed in light blue, with no hairpins on her hair, just disheveled. She was sitting quietly on the tiger skin, holding a jade cup in her hand.
She poured a cup of fine wine into her mouth. She was as beautiful as a fairy in the sky, and the tears gathering in her eyes fell from time to time. It gave her a little more earthly care, so that she would not disappear from the world in the next second.
Hearing the voice, the beauty turned her head slightly. Tears fell, and she gently raised her hand to wipe away the water on her face. There was no longer any water in her eyes. She would cry, be sad, and shed tears. However, she didn't want to let it go.
He saw.
If a person will never feel sorry for you or pity you, then if you cry or feel sad, it means nothing in his eyes.
"Kowtow to the Emperor." Luan'er spoke, but she didn't move. She just poured another glass of water down her throat. Her voice was cold and clean, but it did not contain any emotion, and was even lighter than the wine in her hand.
The emperor did not blame her, but sat directly next to her. He also imitated her, lying half-leaning behind her, holding her waist with one hand, and took the jade cup she was about to pour into her mouth with the other hand.
Put it to his mouth, raise his head, and drink it clean.
"Xuanyu is fine." After drinking a glass of wine, the emperor suddenly said: "The monk has gone. Unfortunately, the medicine was not used." His slender hand gently touched her face, which had remained unchanged for more than ten years, and her skin.
Always so smooth and tender. Time always prefers her.
Feng Luan was startled. Tears gathered in her eyes again, but she quickly put them away. It was as if she didn't hear anything, but when she was pouring another glass of wine, a drop of wine fell on the outside of the glass.
"Xuanyu is very smart, and there are many talented people around him. Even all the doctors in the poison collection can't solve it! But he has found a way to survive... It's just that he is still too young and needs training." The emperor will
The person in his arms turned around and asked her to face him: "Luan'er, he is indeed your son. He is very smart. Smarter than me..."
"He is not my son." Luan'er said leisurely.
"Ha." The emperor chuckled: "You were the one who brought that little girl to him, right? It was so hard to deceive me! As expected of someone trained by Luan'er, she is indeed incomparable to others."
"No." Feng Luan denied again.
"You should be happy that he's fine." The emperor held her ribs with his hand and held her face to face with him. "You've lost weight."
"The emperor should be handling government affairs now."
"Government affairs are never finished." He pulled down the beauty's head and kissed her hard. The ambiguity began to rise.
"Go to the bedroom." Luan'er moaned softly, panting.
"Haha." The emperor stood up, picked up the man in his arms, and quickly entered the palace... Then, there was a hearty love affair.
On this day, the emperor entered Jiuluan Palace at noon and did not leave until the morning of the next day. During this day and night, I don’t know how many porcelains were thrown in each palace and how many silver teeth were bitten.