The gentleman was in a depressed mood, so he asked the eunuchs and palace maids who were guarding him to retreat far away, so as not to disturb his purity.
After passing the Imperial Garden, I saw a group of people walking from a distance, headed by Concubine Yao.
Dressed in a delicate dress, her eyes are as beautiful as autumn waves, and she moves lightly with lotus steps. She is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.
But there was an unknown fire in Junzi Lin's heart, and his eyes became increasingly gloomy.
Before Concubine Yao could salute and call "Your Majesty", Jun Zilin had already turned around and walked towards another place, walking very fast without any nostalgia.
Concubine Yao's beautiful face froze instantly, and she shouted unwillingly: "Your Majesty!"
Unfortunately, that yellow figure has disappeared.
Concubine Yao was so angry that she stamped her feet. She had been waiting here for a long time.
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The gentleman left very quickly, and the eunuchs and maids following him couldn't help but gasp.
He stopped at the door of Yueyingxuan Palace, his eyes deepened, and he walked in without hesitation.
The eunuchs and maids in the back looked at each other in shock.
This Yueyingxuan is very remote and very quiet.
There was only one concubine living there, that is Concubine Jing.
Concubine Jing, the emperor only comes here every two or three months.
Almost all the beauties in the harem are closely related to the ministers in the court, except this one.
She is a private woman that the emperor brought back during a private visit incognito three years ago.
The only woman treated differently.
She is also the only woman who is unique in the eyes of everyone.
When Junzilin walked into Yueyingxuan, he saw a woman in white sitting in the courtyard, drinking tea quietly, looking relaxed and tired.
And she was accompanied by only one palace maid.
Under the moonlight, she was dressed in white clothes that fluttered gently in the evening breeze. Her silky long hair was rolled up casually and fixed with a white jade ice lotus hairpin, without any makeup.
The gentleman looked at the woman. Although she was simple and unpretentious, it obscured the brilliance of the peonies in the garden.
As if aware of it, the woman raised her eyes, met his eyes, and smiled elegantly: "Your Majesty."
The woman stood calmly in the courtyard with a slight smile, leisurely and indifferent, brushing away the anxiety in the gentleman's mind.
Jun Zilin walked slowly up to her, looked at her face, remained silent, and had a gloomy and dull temperament around him.
She stretched out her hand to grab Concubine Jing, who was about to salute, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't I say that in your Yueyingxuan, all etiquette is exempted."
Concubine Jing smiled slightly, and her eyebrows could not hide the air of heroism and beauty.
"Your Majesty, etiquette cannot be abolished."
She bowed slowly, and there was a slight sense of alienation in her gentle tone, which made Jun Zilin squeeze her hand tightly in annoyance.
"Qinglan, do you have to do this?"
The atmosphere is very cold.
Wen Zhu, the maid next to Concubine Jing, glanced at her master worriedly towards the emperor's luggage, and then left quietly.
A group of people behind the emperor also retreated a few feet away.
Jun Zilin was feeling unspeakably depressed, so he pulled the woman into his arms and stared down at her.
There was a slight smile on her lips, and she still had that light and breezy look, and her face was as beautiful as if she were in the moonlit Yaohua.
It was as if she was a bright moon. She thought the moon was right in front of her, but she felt like she couldn't grasp it and couldn't hold it tightly.
She is clearly right in front of me...
Jun Zilin felt very unwilling, lowered his head and kissed the woman's red lips, slowly turning her lips, sometimes domineeringly, sometimes tenderly.
Knowing that he felt like he wasn't breathing enough, Jun Zilin let go of the woman's delicate lips and stared at the woman's slowly blushing cheeks, which finally made her feel shy about being his woman.
The heat in Junzi Lin's eyes has not faded away, and his voice is slightly hoarse: "Do you have anything to say to me?"
He never calls me "I" in front of her.
In the entire harem, she is probably the only one who can receive this favor.