Li Huang

"Come here, come to me."

I turned to look at him, his face full of exhaustion, as if overwhelmed.

I walked up to him and he opened his eyes: "Why go?"

I turned my face slightly to watch the candle flame on the candlestick beating up and down. His face was uncertain under the beating light. I didn't know what answer to give him, so I stood there firmly.

He sighed: "Sit down."

When I finished speaking, I was about to pull my hand. I hurriedly stepped back, leaving his outstretched hand awkwardly in the air.

The double dragons running to the sun and Tian Baiyu's fingers reminded me that he is the emperor. It was the emperor who regarded my Ling family as an enemy; the emperor who turned me into a nameless queen on the night of the wedding; the emperor who was smart and wise but tough in the past...

But not the emperor who relaxes at the lantern festival, nor the emperor who is gentle and casual on the remote platform of Pengdao...

I hurriedly knelt down: "Please forgive me, the emperor."

He stood up angrily: "Why are you so afraid of me, why?"

I stopped talking, he rubbed his eyebrows, and after a long pause, he finally said, "What do these people do? It's time for dinner, why hasn't it been delivered?"

His tone calmed down: "Get up, you have nothing to forgive me."

I sighed. At this moment, the palace door opened and Zhang Dehai walked in: "The emperor, dinner is ready in the west hall."

At the same time, he glanced at me quickly: "Please move the emperor and the queen."

I followed him silently, but he walked calmly. Hui Ju and the others carefully followed us behind us with the emperor's attendants. Her face was worried and joyful, while the others were smiling happily and carefully.

The dinner was delivered from the imperial dining room. Although it was not as rich as the one on Pengdao Yaotai, it was also exquisite.

Zhang Dehai cautiously arranged vegetables for him on the side, but he clamped them all into the silver bowl in front of me, and he only picked up a gold cup and drank wine.

I looked at him, his expression was hidden behind the wine glass, I stood up, signaled the crowd to withdraw, and picked out the dishes by myself, using a silver spoon to pick up dishes for him like Zhang Dehai.

He raised his head and glanced at me: "Let them do it, you accompany me to dinner."

I gave him a gentle smile: "Let the concubines come."

He looked at me for a long time, and finally picked up the chopsticks on the table.

"Why is the emperor upset?" I asked, seemingly casually, as I grilled the sliced ​​cassia twig lamb in front of him on the plate in front of him.

His chopsticks stopped in the air, and a silver light flashed, and my eyes dropped: "It's the courtier's concubine who has overstepped."

"No, it's nothing." He raised his head: "I'm just curious why you ask like this."

I smiled lightly and said: "The emperor didn't pay attention when eating. Even a sip of wine would take a long time. It's not a matter of concern, but what else."

He drank the wine in one sip and nodded.

I tried to calm my voice, as if I was just caring about someone he cared about.

"I don't know what disease Wang Yu got, so serious."

"Not sick, but injured." He stood up and walked to the window.

I winked at Zhang Dehai, who was standing far away. I pointed at the dishes that were almost untouched on the table. Zhang Dehai immediately understood and quietly removed those, leaving only a few snacks and a pot of tea.

I walked up to him: "Don't worry about the emperor, the princes and princes have their own heavens, and they will get better."

He turned around and smiled at me, but reluctantly: "I have sent all the imperial doctors from the Taiyuan Hospital, Xi Hehe..."

He sighed heavily, and he was puzzled and dissatisfied in his words: "I really don't know why he is. Four months is far less than the deadline set by him and me. What's more, the battle ahead is fierce, even if it is postponed. How can I blame him at the time?"

He shook his head and continued: "Since I was injured there, I should be treated first, but I rushed back for some reason. It is inevitable that the injury will deteriorate."

"The prince must be to surprise the emperor." I tried my best to make myself laugh naturally, but I knew that what I said hurt my heart.

Maybe, only I know why he hurried back. The battle was said to have been difficult, because his goal was to end the war in four months, so naturally it was even harder.

"If it is the injury on the battlefield, I won't blame him, but after the battle was over, he did not know why he quietly went to the battlefield in the daytime alone, was discovered by the ambushed enemy, and fought hard to kill the injury."

He shook his head, full of anger: "Fortunately, it was killed, otherwise..." He did not go on, but sighed: "I really want to know why and what made him go back again."

I also became suspicious, yeah, why?

"The emperor, the prince must have his own reasons. When the prince's injury improves, the emperor will know if he asks him?"

Still smiling, I offered a cup of tea: "The emperor, please use it."

He took the tea and looked at me: "What I also don't know is why you are leaving."

His eyes fell tightly on my face, and I hurriedly lowered my head.

The floor of the west side hall was covered with dark blue blankets, and the golden phoenix feathers embroidered with gold thread were gorgeous. I stared at the phoenix tail's turning, the colorful silk thread was shining brightly under the light of candlelight.

His voice came: "Is it because of my previous attitude towards you?"

I am slightly blessed: "The emperor, the concubine has never complained about the emperor. The concubine knows that he enters the palace not because of the appearance and virtue of the concubine, but because the emperor is very kind to my Ling family. The concubine and his family are grateful. It’s too late, so how can you blame the emperor. The reason why the concubines left was because they didn’t want to make the servants around them worry about embarrassment, lest they be blamed."

I finished speaking in one breath. Since I have to face it, no matter whether I have a pamper or how much I pampered in the future, I will protect my family.

He laughed and pulled me up and held me in his arms: "Are you not afraid of me to punish you?"

I took a deep breath and said carefully: "The emperor once said that fairies in the sky don't need to be caught by the rules of the world."

At the same time I raised my head and smiled and looked into his eyes. I know how intoxicating my smile is and what it will bring to me, but if I can't avoid it, then I can only use it.

He laughed and looked at me deeply. I understand the meaning in his eyes. He whispered in my ear: "Don't laugh at me like this, I won't be able to control myself."

I blushed. I didn't expect him to say such a thing. The breath he exhaled made my ears itchy and a little uncomfortable. I turned my face without a trace.

He hugged me tightly, and I lowered my head and said shyly: "The emperor..."

But in my heart, he is very repulsive of what he is doing. If he talks about it seriously, it can be regarded as seduce.

But fortunately, this is not the Dongnuan Pavilion where the sleeping hall is located. I am not very worried. Maybe I can think of a way to avoid tonight. Now my mood is unacceptable, although I know that it is very difficult to escape.

But he seemed to be encouraged, hugged me sideways and walked towards the inner room.

In his arms, across the thin clothes, I could hear his heart beating fast.

But my heart cooled down, tension and fear surged up, and there was a beauty couch for rest in the inner room, I knew it, but I didn't know that he also knew it.

My clothes faded, and I shrank on the couch, not daring to look at him with my arms folded.

Because it is summer, the beauty couch is covered with a jade mat to cool off the heat, but when you are naked on it, you will feel cold.

I twisted my body awkwardly, he saw it, and gently wrapped around me, his body was warm and there was a faint and calming scent, I closed my eyes and felt his hotness, but my heart panicked and resisted. pole.