The candlelight flickered a few times, Chang Yuncheng stretched out his hand to pick something, and looked at Qi Yue who was leaning on the pillow, reading a book, and reaching out to grab the dried fruit.
There were not many melon seeds left on the plate, so Chang Yuncheng hurriedly sat down and continued peeling them.
"Yue Niang." He called carefully again.
"What for?" Qi Yue said with a frown, then laughed out loud not knowing what he saw.
Chang Yuncheng hurriedly came over.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
Qi Yue slapped the book on her body.
"Nothing." she said.
Chang Yuncheng looked at her.
"Yue Niang." He called out and was silent for a moment. "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"I said it was your mother who deliberately picked on me to make you dislike me. Do you believe it?" Qi Yue asked.
Chang Yuncheng thought of Fan Yilin's letter and nodded.
Qi Yue was surprised.
"Do you really believe it?" she asked, "Isn't your mother as good as a Bodhisattva in your eyes?"
It is really not appropriate to talk about elders behind their backs...
Chang Yuncheng was silent for a moment.
"Mother doesn't like this family, she doesn't like everyone in this family," he said.
"So it's normal that she doesn't like me." Qi Yue sighed, "You said you understand, why are you still angry at me?"
Chang Yuncheng raised his head to look at her and opened his mouth.
"Yue Niang, if you were me, in that situation, would you get angry?" he said.
After all, I can't say those sweet words without my heart...
Qi Yue looked at him and sighed.
"It's my fault this time," she said. "You shouldn't agree to something you can't do. If you promise, you should do it. I gave it to others."
This woman is so happy.
Chang Yuncheng looked at her and stretched out his hand.
Qi Yue looked at him and put her hand on his.
"It's my fault too. I shouldn't have been so hasty in pushing you towards your mother." Chang Yuncheng said, "It was just the opposite."
Qi Yue smiled.
"Actually, it's not all your fault," she said. "If I'm to blame, it's your grandmother who insisted on getting you and me together."
Chang Yuncheng held her hand.
"I would have regretted and resented it at first," he said, "but not now."
"Why not now? What's good about me?" Qi Yue said with a smile, "It's rare to see people with a bad temper like me, right?"
"I don't know." Chang Yuncheng said, "Maybe because you are who you are."
Qi Yue laughed and said something.
"What?" Chang Yuncheng didn't understand. What she said didn't seem to be words. It was like a bird chirping.
"I said, why do I love you, Lightning...I never asked my eyes why they were closed when they flashed..." Qi Yue smiled, leaning on the pillow, holding his head with his hands, looking at Chang Yun
become.
What? Chang Yuncheng looked at her.
Qi Yue looked at him and smiled.
"Because he knows that he can't say any reason, because I saw it, so, then, I love you..." She smiled.
Chang Yuncheng was confused by what she said.
"This is a poem." Qi Yue said with a smile.
Is this woman using poetry to express her love for herself? Chang Yuncheng's face turned red.
"What kind of poetry is this? It's a mess..." he said in a low voice.
Qi Yue laughed, grabbed a handful of melon seeds and threw them at him.
"Beautiful!" she laughed.
Chang Yuncheng slapped himself and glared in embarrassment because she saw through her thoughts.
"You stinky woman, what are you doing!" he said.
Qi Yue smiled and stretched out her legs.
"Beat my legs." She said, "I've been exhausted these past few days."
Chang Yuncheng grimaced, this woman...
He pulled Qi Yue's legs and started beating her.
"Is this intensity okay?" he asked.
Qi Yue picked up the book again and sighed lazily.
"What about this?"
"What about this?"
Men's careful inquiries came from time to time in the room.
The girls standing outside the door looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.
When the night fell, Qi Yue put down the book.
"I won't tell you anymore." She yawned, "I'm sleepy."
Chang Yuncheng waited for her words all night, his heart pounding, as he watched the woman walk out.
"What are you doing?" He hurriedly reached out and grabbed her arm and asked urgently.
The man looked nervous, and Qi Yue looked back and couldn't help but smile.
"Don't worry, I won't run away." She smiled and said, "I'm going to wash up."
Chang Yuncheng held her arm and held on.
"How can I always go to the girl's house to wash..." he said.
He took Qi Yue's arm and could feel the heat in his palm through his clothes. Qi Yue blushed unconsciously.
She blushed, Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but his eyes darkened, his heart beat like a drum, and his breathing became rapid.
I don’t know, I don’t know if what she said last time still counts...
Chang Yuncheng thought so and asked.
"What's the matter?" Qi Yue asked.
Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but hold her hand hard. He touched the soft little bones and felt a hundred claws scratching his heart.
"No, it's nothing." He finally stammered.
I used to refuse when I was happy, but now I am still in a bad mood.
Qi Yue looked at him and smiled.
"Then I'll wash it at your place." She said, "You're not allowed to peek."
Chang Yuncheng snorted.
"Who cares?" he said, letting go of his hand.
Qi Yue smiled and walked into the clean room as expected.
Chang Yuncheng watched the woman go in. He first went into the room and made the mattress, then extinguished the lights one by one, leaving only the night light, and heard the sound of water rushing in the clean room.
Peep! Who cares?
He sat down on the bed and stood up again.
"I see my wife openly, who needs to peek?" He muttered, took a deep breath, and walked in.
A female voice could be heard laughing and cursing in the room, and a man's confident reply was that I had to urinate.
At this time, the palace in the most wealthy place in the capital was also shrouded in darkness, and a little palace maid was walking quickly along the road.
The little palace maid entered a palace. Behind the layers of bead curtains in the room, a graceful and beautiful woman was dressing up in the mirror.
"Your Highness, Your Majesty, the Emperor has left the Queen's place and is coming this way," the palace maid said with a salute.
Concubine Dong Guifei hummed and raised her hand. Immediately, a palace maid stood up and handed the little palace maid a handful of gold leaves.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your reward." The little palace maid knelt down, kowtowed, and then left.
After what seemed like a long time, Concubine Dong leaned against the clinical beauty and fell asleep with her eyes squinted. The palace was always quiet, without the majesty of the emperor's arrival.
A tall figure turned around the beaded curtain and slowly approached. He stopped and seemed to be admiring this lazy picture of a beautiful woman.
Concubine Dong, who was leaning against the beauty, put her hand on her heart and sighed softly, her eyes still closed.
"What are you sighing for?" came a man's voice.
Concubine Dong stood up in shock and was about to kneel down.
"Your Majesty!" she said.
The man next to the beaded curtain then lifted the beaded curtain and strode in, holding up Concubine Dong who was kneeling with one hand.
This is a man of about thirty years old, with fair face, straight facial features, long and narrow eyes, and slightly thin lips. He is neutral and calm, but also has an elusive shrewdness.
This was the third emperor of Daxia, Emperor Yu Qing.
He took Concubine Dong to sit down and caressed her for a while.
"Your Majesty, I haven't come to my concubine recently." Concubine Dong said sadly, leaning on the man's chest.
"Nowadays, the affairs of the imperial court are complicated, and I can't help myself." Emperor Qing said.
Concubine Dong stood up and massaged his head obediently.
The Qing Emperor then narrowed his eyes and enjoyed the beauty's service. He kept talking about what he did and what he ate.
"Your Majesty, I ate a bowl of taro at the Queen's place a few days ago. I thought it was very good. The Queen has agreed to pay tribute to me from the West." Concubine Dong said, pressing the emperor's shoulder. "Your Majesty, I am greedy. I'm sorry.
Ask the Queen to ask for it, and you can help me to get some, okay?"
The emperor laughed and reached out to squeeze his beloved concubine's little hand.
"You are the only one in this palace who is greedy and refuses to let go of delicious food wherever he hears it. I know that you asked me to come here not for me, but to give you something to eat." He smiled.
Concubine Dong shook the emperor's hand and smiled, then lowered her head and whispered something into his ear. The emperor's eyes narrowed and he stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms.
"Then I'll let you eat as much as you want." He chuckled.
For a while, the spring light indoors was beautiful, but when the rain dispersed and the clouds closed, the night fell.
On the large bed, Concubine Dong leaned softly on the emperor's chest, and the dim light outside illuminated her face of infinite love.
"...Why do you think Ding Xihou thought of giving something to the queen? He never showed up before..." Concubine Dong fiddled with the emperor's belt and said lazily.
"Of course I'm asking for something." The emperor smiled and put his hands behind his neck, "What do you think you're asking for?"
Concubine Dong tilted her head and thought.
"What can he ask for? He has no shortage of food and clothing. The prince of Dingxi is considered meritorious, and the emperor has given him an official position. Is it possible that he still begs the emperor to give him a grandson?" She covered her mouth.
smiled.
The emperor laughed.
"You really guessed it right." He smiled.
Concubine Dong was stunned, her little cherry mouth opened.
"No?" she said in disbelief.
"He asked for a grant to allow the two ladies to share the throne." The emperor smiled and told her what had happened.
Concubine Dong was speechless for a long time.
"That's true..." She didn't seem to know what to say. She rolled her eyes and looked at the emperor, "Your Majesty, how do you plan to respond to him?"
The emperor looked at her and smiled.
"Isn't this waiting for you to tell me, my beloved concubine?" he said.
The eyes of this smile become narrower and longer, making it look even more elusive.
Concubine Dong pursed her lips and smiled.
"How dare I say that, my concubine?" she laughed.
The emperor smiled and suddenly reached out to hold half of her breasts.
Concubine Dong screamed in pain, which showed that she was not strong enough, but she did not dare to show the pain on her face and forced herself to smile.
"Your Majesty..." she called out in a trembling voice.
The emperor's face remained smiling, and his eyes narrowed more and more.
"Your Majesty, I was asked to do something about Dingxihou's family, but that's not what I was asked for..." Concubine Dong couldn't hide the pain on her face and said in a trembling voice.
"Say." The emperor said, smiling slightly, the plumpness in his hand was deformed through his clothes. You can imagine that there will be purple marks under the clothes.
Concubine Dong Guifei endured the pain and leaned forward, not daring to hide anything and speak in detail.
The beaded curtains blocked out all sounds in this wealthy and prosperous place.
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