Disgraced Consort

"I hope that, like Xi Xi, just like ordinary people, you can slowly move from acquaintance, acquaintance, and then to love--"

Saying this sentence, he found that it was so strenuous, but he wanted to say that he did not want any more regrets to happen.

"I want to hear the answer from the bottom of your heart, don't pervert me with sounding words."

If, in this life, he can love, and can have the time to love it thoroughly, he will not allow himself to miss it again.

"Emperor, please forgive your concubine for rudeness. Since you asked this question, the concubine would not answer the question with vain.

She paused and said clearly:

"If you know each other. The concubine and you already know each other."

Yeah, he already knew her, didn't he?

"As for the acquaintance, does the emperor allow concubines to explore all of you, including your unknown side? Every emperor will have such a side, but the concubine does not think that you are willing to let people touch this side, Because of this, it may mean cruelty and cold blood, but these are necessary for the emperor. "

Does he allow it? Can he really be honest about the part he deliberately hides?

"Finally, there is love. The concubine ’s love is in front of your big love. After all, it ’s just a little love. You ca n’t love only one woman, or you should say that you will spoil every woman who attracts you, but There should be nothing to do with love. However, if the concubine has given her love, she will be absolute and will not tolerate sharing. This is undoubtedly jealous. A jealous woman is not cute and will gradually lose her attraction. "

This is also true.

Since ancient times, the way to be king is to balance the harem and the dynasty, not only tolerating special favors, but also tolerating the love of an emperor.

These, he has known for decades in becoming the prince.

But, he really wanted to find a woman worthy of his love, even if it was extravagant.

After she finished speaking all at once, she still smiled faintly, her eyes were clear and watery glory, these glorious glory reflected on her face, making her look particularly moving:

"Emperor, this is the answer of the concubine's heart."

He did n’t let go of the hand that held her face, even though these words did n’t sound uncomfortable, but rather harsh, but her answer did not perfunctory him, did he?

"Xi Xi, I want to learn to love, do you want me to learn how to love someone?"

Xuan Yuanyu's expression was serious. In earnest, with a hint of luster that Xian Yan was not familiar with, he took him to learn how to love someone? Is she okay?

She has never loved herself, how can she take him to learn this love?

What's more, he was so affectionate to the first empress, and after her death, she sheltered her family like that. Isn't that love?

"The emperor, the concubine did not want to hide the emperor, the concubine had never loved, and the concubine did not know what kind of heart, what kind of love should be used to love a person, in this case, how can the concubine think extravagantly, to take the emperor to learn Love? Please forgive your concubine not. If the concubine said yes, it was a crime of bullying. "

Reluctantly, reluctantly, why did he never have such a face in front of a woman?

Self-esteem is really the most important thing. It really makes people lose the most important things because of this self-esteem.

He smiled slightly. At this time, he could still laugh. Obviously, this smile made Xi Yan startled:

"Then let me take you to learn how to love someone. As long as I have time, I will take you to learn."

What he wants to say is actually this sentence.

This sentence sounds very sweet, but, why, beyond sweetness, can she taste a touch of sentiment?

She did not have time to continue to distinguish, because he gently removed her damp clothes, and then, took up the cotton towel on one side and carefully wiped the water stains on her body. As the water stains were wiped off, some of her heart was damp The place suddenly dried up.

Dry and warm.

Warm and calm.

He carefully applied the ointment he prepared on the skin where the ointment was wiped. Just now, he wanted Mozhu to apply the medicine to her because he was afraid that he could not restrain his desires. However, at this moment, his heart, Surprisingly calm.

It ’s not that he is incompetent, but he thinks that if he can really learn to love a person, even if the two are together, there is no entanglement of desire, it is still a quiet and peaceful time.

Such time is more enjoyable.

She has a lot of wounds, which makes her a beautiful flaw on her original jade flawless back. However, the ointment he prepared should be effective to restore the skin.

However, when he touched those wounds with his fingertips, he still felt pain. This pain was the same as the pain she suffered when she rolled down the hill. She was just a delicate woman who rolled over such a high hill. How many thorns are crossed to bring so many injuries?

He couldn't imagine that every thought would make him hurt with her.

Finally, he finished the last wound, she lowered her head, and sat there, somehow she would be drowsy while sitting.

He took a large robe from the side and wrapped her, then, holding her, she leaned softly in his arms, even when she was asleep, she was still not heavy, he held her, From the passage behind, he walked directly into the dorm, and all the palace people were banished from him to the outer hall without permission.

He put her on the couch, according to the rules, she should sleep in the side hall, but he did not want to sleep alone, perhaps, he did not want to lose her for a moment, if possible, he wanted to keep She, just tomorrow morning, he must enter the formal issue coming to Lumingtai, and draft the next 20-year covenant with Ye Di and Zhu Di.

As an emperor, this is his duty, but it is not the only thing to care about.

Now, or rather, from Anxian, he knew himself, and really, cared about her.

This, stubborn and pedantic woman.

At noon the next day, when the hot sunlight shot through the layers of bright yellow silk, Xi Yan slowly woke up.

The hotness spilled on her. She lowered her face and found out that he had put on a clean coat earlier. Did he change it for her?

Her face started to blush again. Last night, she seemed to say a lot of things that she should n’t say. If these words were killed in the palace, she would n’t say it, but last night, in that situation, she looked at him. Eyes, she said.

Although it is true, it can hurt people, right?

She rubbed her head and hurt her forehead. Did she even break her head?

"Ma'am, are you going to get up?" Mo Zhu's voice came from outside the tent.

"Uh." She responded.

Mo Zhu opened the tent and came in, congratulating him:

"The emperor has gone to the Luming Temple." He paused and continued. "Tonight, the Qingxi Temple will hold a banquet. The emperor ordered the lady to make up."

"Ok."

"Mother, Mrs. Ye Guofeng only wanted to see the mother, but the slave-servant saw that the mother did not rise, so she never told the mother."

"Mrs. Feng--" Xi Yan chanted these three words, it was Mu You.

Three years later, at the time of the Emperor's honor, she failed to see her in order to avoid suspicion.

Today, the emperors discussed the important things of the country, and she and Mu Yao should be reminisced for a while.

She got up, and Mo Zhu ordered the palace people to come in and wait for her to clean up. Mo Zhu presented a dazzling set of gowns, and the whole gown was woven with peacock feathers. Shining, shining brightly, catching eyes.

"So lovely."

For the first time she saw such a beautiful skirt and admired it.

"Niangniang, try it first. If it's not correct, you can wear Siyi to change it."

"No need to change, that's it."

This palace dress should be ordered by the bureau chief, so how could it not fit?

It must fit very well.

She put on her daily dress and used a little breakfast, so she asked Mozhu to invite Muyou to the beach.

Originally, she was supposed to go to the palace, but she did not want to regenerate unnecessary suspicions. He believed her, and she could not use this trust as a reason for not knowing it.

She still vaguely remembered the sea last night. Even though it was night, she still had a breathtaking and pleasant heart. The salty sea breeze, although a little sticky, was a feeling that could never be in the palace.

free.

Feeling free.

She hopes that this feeling can be shared with Mu Tao.

She was sitting on a big rock by the sea, and the craters of the rock were a little bit ugly, but these are the traces left by the years, and her hands were on those craters. Can have these profound memories.

If there is, then don't let it go.

What she was afraid of was only shallow.

Always.

She heard a shattered footsteps approaching and turned her head. The Mu Mu in her impression has always been elegant, but today, among the crowds of people in the palace, she wore a water-red gauze skirt, Walking in the sand, the long skirt was not only embellished with crystal pearls, but also added a little discordant sand.

Here, in fact, things that can't tolerate the precious in the world, it is best to return to the original, because of the circumstances.

Xi Yan looked at herself, tight-fitting palace dress, simple and simple.

And her lotus feet are even bare, with some thin sea sand on it, and the sea sand is touching her soles. It is very comfortable, but this comfort is not compatible with etiquette. She admires it. Obi approached, retracting the lotus foot into the skirt, and the accompanying Mo Zhu skillfully lifted her silk shoes and placed them together in the rock recess.

"Niaoer." Xi Yan's voice was full of joy, three years later, when she saw Mu Yao again, how could she not be happy?

"Drunk Concubine." Mu Yao smiled softly, opening her lips, but clearly separated the distance.

She walked up to Xi Yan, and a close **** had brought a chair that she carried with her. She sat in the chair, but her figure became thinner.

"Mozhu, you should step back first." Xi Yan ordered.

"Er wait for you to retreat." Mu You will get the meaning of Xi Yan.

"Niaoer, there is no one else here, and we don't need those vain rites between us."

"Even if it is not commensurate with hypocrisy, do people really treat each other candidly?" Mu Tao asked this question rhetorically.

"Naturally not. It's just that if you insist on being polite, you just extend the distance between each other. It's been three years, Tao, you blame me, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Mu Yao held up the dude in his hand, slightly covering the harsh sunlight.

Today, it is very hot, and it is an unbearably dry heat by the sea.

"I knew it when I used Xiwu and your phoenix to wander the heart." Xi Yan Monet smiled, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have taken your own Yan Yanhua, if it's not like that, you don't need Marrying the night kingdom for me, your marriage, in fact, has never been so far away. "

"It's all over. Originally, that Xiyan flower was what I wanted to buy and gave it to you. You know, I like it. It has always been a rich peony. Xiyan flower matches you, not me.

Yes, everyone knows that the most beautiful peony in Tanxun is planted in Shangshufu. This beauty, like Mu Tao's name, became one of the most rumours in Tanxun city at that time. Xiang Yingjiao, to be sure, that's not the case.

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