Chapter 395: The Palace of the Golden Throne*Jiangshan*Woman
Luo Changan's face turned red for a moment, and he stared at him with his eyes wide open. His heart beat slowly accelerated, and he pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.
Di Qianao pinched her chin, raised her cheeks to look at him, and chuckled, "Do you want to know what has brought me solace in the past six months?"
Luo Changan felt a little uneasy, but he said honestly: "I want to know."
Di Qianao's eyes fell on her collar and clothes, he half-squinted his eyes and said profoundly: "In the past six months, the one who comforted me was not the women in the harem, but the analgesics. The one who comforted me was you with your body fragrance.
Your pocket, your obscene clothes and pants, your pillow, and your picture album of thousands of expressions!”
As he said that, Di Qianao put his forehead against hers and stared into hers with his fiery eyes, "Let me tell you, do you feel scared when I am alone when there is no one around and I am 'widowed'?"
"Well..." Luo Changan was greatly shocked by his words, and he couldn't help but breathed out, "You... what you said made me feel uncomfortable."
"Will knowing this make my image better? It seems not. On the contrary, my image is getting worse. I am the emperor, how can I think of a woman so much! I didn't want to say it at first. I have said it now. I'm afraid you will leave.
I'm leaving faster."
Luo Changan raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Why use analgesics?"
"I thought my wife was dead, baby." Di Qianao seemed to have fallen into the fear of not being able to find Luo Changan in the world again, "There is no you in the old capital, there is no you in the new capital, there is no you in the boat,
There is no you in the Dragon Palace, there is no you in Changchun Palace. There are no more than a hundred palaces without you. I have traveled through the harem, filled with hope again and again, and dashed with hope again and again. They are all like you, but none of them are you."
Luo Changan was stunned.
Di Qianao slowly continued: "Song Ning sang Yue Opera, and I remembered that you sang the Western Chamber to the Queen Mother on her fifty-second birthday. I rushed down the golden steps, pretended to be Zhang Sheng for her, and painted her eyebrows. I thought
It's you who's back. I just... miss you so much. I miss you and hope that they are all you. I miss you and think that pain-relieving and emotion-suppressing drugs can't make me forget you. From three pills to thirteen pills, almost
I won’t say anything because this is just sophistry to you. I’m not innocent. I’m a man. If I’m wrong, I’m wrong. I don’t like to make excuses.”
"Emperor...Emperor..." Luo Changan shed tears.
"Luo Chang'an, before I went to Huafang to pick you up that day, I took thirteen analgesics in advance and five pills to suppress physical impulses. To put it this way, it was restrained. To put it bluntly, it was to suppress sexual intercourse.
medicine. For half a year, I was almost destroyed physically and mentally." Di Qianao gently stroked the phoenix on Luo Changan's cheek, "I have never dared to talk to you about the boat fire, nor have I the courage to face your scars.
, I didn’t protect you well, but I wanted to ask, I wanted to ask... if my cheek still... hurts, if my throat still... hurts, and if the fire... is it hot."
Luo Changan's tears were blurred, and he couldn't even swallow his voice, "Emperor... don't ask."
Di Qianao put his hand on the back of Luo Changan's head and slowly brought her into his arms. She resisted at first, but slowly followed his movements and leaned into his arms. He hugged her, and she
Wiping her tears, nose and snot on his clothes, she felt as if she had found a harbor. Although she knew she could not go back to the past, she still wanted to rely on him for a moment and just listened to him: "Tell me. Does it still hurt?"
The sadness and bitterness of Luo Changan who had been living abroad for half a year collapsed, and he was finally held in the arms of his husband in the east palace with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. "Emperor, the fire burned me at first. My face hurt, my throat hurt, but my heart didn't hurt.
I have hope because I miss you. Later, when I came back, the scars became old scars, my face no longer hurt, and my throat no longer hurt. I saw the full harem, my lost palace and palace lanterns, and the white silk on your wrist,
My heart aches."
"Poor little one. I lost you... I can't go back. The fourteen-year relationship is really a pity!" Di Qianao gently rubbed her back, "I don't want you to
Forgive me. I just hope that you will be happy for the rest of your life. You can see that I am cautious in everything and rely on you in everything. I have not purged the harem twice and I am not willing to use my so-called only favorite to continue to harm you. Di Qianao doesn’t know who else wants to
The woman who harmed me, even Si Liang, turned against me! I'm... scared! I'm really scared, and I can't bear the second loss."
Haiyin said outside at this time: "Emperor, the Criminal Division has important matters to report. Regarding the important criminals of the imperial court, we are waiting for you in the Imperial Study Room to discuss matters."
Luo Changan said with red eyes: "You have something to do, so go ahead."
When Di Qianao heard the sound, he took a deep breath, wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes with his fingertips, and said to Luo Changan: "I haven't finished talking to you tonight, I'm afraid we just started talking, but what happens next?
We won’t talk about it in the East Palace anymore, we need to change it to a more serious place.”
His hands were trembling, as if they were nervous and something was hidden. There were veins on the wheat-colored skin on the back of his hands. He was at the extreme point.
Luo Changan sniffed and said, "Where can we talk?"
"Hai Yin, send my mistress Dadong Ming to the Jinluan Palace to wait for me." Di Qianao gave Luo Changan a deep look, and then told Hai Yin: "After I have finished discussing the matter with the Criminal Division, I will go to the Imperial Study Room.
"
Haiyin looked shocked. The harem woman entered the Jinluan Palace. The emperor was... going to act against nature, and immediately said: "Yes!"
Luo Changan didn't know why he took her to the Jinluan Palace. She hadn't been inside the Jinluan Palace yet. Women from the harem were not allowed to enter that place in all dynasties. She was quite uneasy.
After Di Qianao went to the imperial study, Luo Changan followed Haiyin to the Jinluan Palace. Her mind was filled with what the emperor had just said. It turned out that he had not been happy in the past six months, but what happened to her poor brother?
She was alienated and alienated, and she couldn't let go of her feelings.
"Empress, mistress, mistress." Haiyin said along the way: "The fire in Hua Fang burned for a day and a night, and the Hua Fang was burned down to only a frame. The emperor wanted to rush into the sea of fire to save you, but Kang Zhuang, Night Eagle and others were killed.
Five generals worked together to hold him down. His heartbeat exploded that day and he almost died. Hou Cangmiao rescued him. He didn't believe you were dead. He was angry. He chopped down hundreds of shadow guards.
Twenty thousand people are too few to search for you. We have to send a million soldiers and horses to search for you. They have searched both sides of Shijiang River and Chang'an City, and Shijiang has also salvaged countless times. There is no trace of you. Everyone told him
You are dead. He was the only one who didn't believe it, and he didn't even want to attend the funeral! After that, everyone held their heads high, and no one dared to speak loudly."
Luo Changan burst into tears as he listened.
Haiyin added, "The emperor has been taking analgesics for half a year. Thinking of you makes me sad, and he cannot offload the burden of the country and the country from his shoulders. He has lived like a zombie for the past six months. Those of us who are subordinates have not been able to
It's not good either. It doesn't feel like home anymore when you're not here. The women in the harem are all chosen by the Queen Mother. Of course, this can't be said to be innocent of the emperor, but... he misses you too much, and he doesn't want to quibble, so
Don't say it. Others have ulterior motives in drafting Feng to help restore the harem. Madam, I know that you only want to leave the palace and the emperor. You don't ask for forgiveness. It's all your fault because he is an emperor and he was born in the imperial gate.
But I still told you these words. At least you know that his only fault is that he takes you too seriously!"
After Luo Changan got off Fenghu, she sat on the golden steps in front of the Jinluan Palace on this early autumn night and hugged her knees. She didn't know what to do, but she didn't want to continue to be entangled with the imperial family.
Haiyin is not far or near.
Luo Changan's eyes were blurred with tears.
Emperor Qian'ao spent half an hour discussing the matter of the imperial court's repeated offenders with the punishment department, and then walked out of the imperial study and rushed to the Jinluan Palace. His wife was sitting on the golden steps in front of the palace, crying.
"Last night, I chased you barefoot to the East Palace Gate. There were blood stains on the stones that my feet stepped on. I didn't see the skin of your feet." Si Liang reported to the emperor in a low voice from the darkness, and the second half of the sentence was full of survival.
Desire, after all, it is not impossible to be killed by the emperor before the atonement is completed.
Di Qianao didn't say anything after hearing this, but her heart moved. She chased him barefoot, and he then came to the door of Jinluan Palace and stood in front of Luo Changan.
Luo Changan slowly raised his eyes, looking at the emperor's dragon boots with mixed thoughts in his heart, then raised his head and met his deep and passionate eyes.
"Let's go, follow me into the palace." Di Qianao stretched out his hand to Luo Changan.
Luo Changan slowly put his hand on his palm, and he squeezed her hand. His palm was slightly sweaty in the autumn night, and so was she. She was nervous, and he was.
He then led her into the Jinluan Palace.
The door behind him was closed by Haiyin from behind, making a muffled sound.
The Jinluan Palace is solemn and solemn. The dozens of palace pillars carved with dragon patterns, the "upright and bright" plaque hanging high in the main hall, and the dragon chair declaring the supreme imperial power of the Nine Five Years. The huge palace seemed dwarfed by just the two of them.
It's empty.
The sound of their footsteps echoed in the air. She walked slowly with him, and when she came to the golden steps in front of the throne, Luo Changan felt light and was picked up by Di Qianao in his arms, and he was carried straight away.
He followed her up the golden steps leading to the dragon throne that he had walked alone for eighteen years!
"Emperor, you can't do this..." Luo Changan subconsciously called him nervously.
Di Qianao sat Luo Changan on the dragon chair. Luo Changan felt restless and wanted to get up. His body was trembling with fear. Women are not allowed to sit on the dragon chair!
Di Qianao knelt down in front of her, restrained her waist, and prevented her from getting up, "Your Majesty, I am polite."
Luo Changan was immediately stunned and looked at him timidly, "I'm afraid you are like this. You are the king and I am the minister."
"I...have been your subordinate for a long time. In the morning during the Jinluan Palace meeting, I blurted out 'Lord Luo' to all the officials. I knew that the problem was serious. Chang'an, apart from you, I can't concentrate on anything these days.
All I can think about is you. Help me..."
Luo Changan's ears felt hot, and his eyes involuntarily looked down from the dragon chair to the Golden Palace. Is this the emperor's perspective every morning? Sure enough, he could see the Golden Palace from a high place.
Di Qianao raised his eyes and looked at her deeply, "Chang'an, I swear on my throne that I have not failed you, nor have I failed to live up to the oath between us. I remember in the past that we were fourteen and nineteen years old.
Our I Love You 100 Times Proposal Courtyard, our first child getting along day and night in the barracks, the sunrise and purple clams in our Haitian Courtyard and the extremely bad-tasting seafood. The unfinished chess game on our boat, we cherish each other together
I have been patrolling the southern waterway for three months, and I have not forgotten our hibiscus and hibiscus winds."
Luo Changan said slowly, "I don't know what to say. I want to be close to you, but I want to leave you even more. I don't want to continue living like this."
"There's still half a month left before the Mid-Autumn Festival Boat Banquet. During this half month, let's put down our hatred for each other and be husband and wife for the last half month, okay?" Di Qianao caressed her cheek lovingly, and then raised his hand from the hem of his clothes.
She took out her green card and placed it on the dragon throne, "I won't let you go today. You know me. I have made up my mind to get it. You can't escape. Let me love you well, okay."
"
Luo Changan felt a lot of emotions in her heart. She knew that what he wanted, he would definitely get. Tonight, he turned over her sign.
Di Qianao hugged her waist and said, "Others have already entered the dragon bed. You think it is dirty. I have given away the Changchun Palace. The only thing I can give you now is this dragon chair. I promise to sit on it in this life."
The only woman on the throne is you, Luo Changan. My country, my woman!"
Luo Changan's tears fell in a puddle, she hated him, but she couldn't help but want to get closer to him. She tasted her own bitter tears, and his ability to capture women was irresistible.
"Baby, Haiyin told me that you looked back at me with red eyes after getting off the Phoenix Terrace. Si Liang told me that you chased me to the door barefoot last night." Di Qianao held her hands and kissed her lovingly.
Holding her finger, "We obviously miss each other. Even if our fourteen-year relationship ends, we should not leave any regrets. We have been tortured by death for so long, and we owe each other compensation. Half a month, again
How about we be husband and wife for half a month?"
Luo Changan's psychological defense was shattered by his words. With a strong sense of guilt towards Liu Qin and Bai Ze, she slowly lowered her head and pressed her lips to his. Her tears dripped on his lips.
touched his cold cheek.
"So good, my heart melted with the kiss, my dear Chang'an." No matter how hard it was to control himself, Di Qian'ao tried his best to please her, bring her joy and comfort, and said emotionally in her ear: "
How about I give you my life and let me die on you?"
"Emperor, every good time is wonderful...and bad times are chilling." Luo Changan called him softly. They had been husband and wife for the last half month, and she didn't want to dwell on the past.
, she was almost lost in his affection and tenderness, the emperor...
"Yes, it's all my fault. I don't deserve it." Di Qianao took Luo Changan on this dragon chair that declared his imperial power. They were deeply connected, feeling that he truly owned her, and left his hot seed in her.
into her body.
Luo Changan subconsciously grabbed his neck, slowly opened himself up, and let him attack his soft insides. The dragon chair in the Jinluan Palace was very cold, and his body was hot. The intimacy before parting was precious.
That night, he didn't get a little relief until the night after. She lay in his arms languidly.
Emperor Qianao helped his beloved wife tidy up her clothes, then called Haiyin to come in and said: "Haiyin, prepare an imperial edict to appoint the eldest son Di Jinhe as the heir apparent. Give Queen Luo Changan a gold medal for immunity from death and a dragon-slaying sword."
Kill...dragon????
Haiyin hurriedly said: "Yes." But he is really crazy. He has no principles in front of his wife. He also gave him a gold medal to avoid death and a dragon-slaying sword. Did he mean that if the queen hates him so much, she will not be responsible for killing the emperor?
.
Luo Changan stared at him deeply. He was repenting to her, but even if she hated him again, would she hurt him with the Dragon-Slaying Sword?
She was also very moved. When Jinhe was only three and a half years old, he was appointed as the crown prince. This shows that he has no two intentions for us, mother and son.
In the next half month, Emperor Qianao came to the East Palace to accompany her except for morning court and political affairs. No matter what she was doing in the East Palace at that time, whether she was sorting out the expenses of each palace in the harem, reading books, or playing the piano.
When he came, he restrained her waist and pressed her on the couch to hurt her.
When she met him at night and had to manage affairs until late at night, he would hold her in his arms to keep her mind at ease. After so many years, she had finally seen that he was really not clingy enough. In the past, he had always been suppressed.
They did not mention the word love or promise the future, and he did not give birth control soup.
This half-month of friction between ears and temples is intense and complex, running through the past fourteen years.
The white silk on his wrist is still there.
The phoenix ornament covering the scar on her face was still on.
Baize is still in the extremely cold north.
The fact that they were having sex for half a month was not recorded in the brand new book in his guest room.
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Time flies, the Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and the emperor and empress will hold a banquet at Dayan Lake today.