A crescent moon passed over the exquisite turret, casting a hazy yellow light into the high wall. The Lotus Washing Hall was bathed in the light, looking warm and quiet.
Looking from a distance, the palace located above the lotus pond is covered by flowers and trees, revealing the glazed tile roofs, like its owner, attracting people to spy.
Today, Jiang Xinyue wore a soft and soft pink Confucian skirt, with a sky blue ribbon on the chest tied into a big bow.
Her hair was tied up in a loose bun, and there was only a freshly picked pink lotus pinned to her temples. Other than that, there were no other decorations.
She was standing outside the Lotus Washing Hall. When the evening breeze blew, the petals of the lotus swayed, and her clothes were fluttering, as if they were dancing.
Indescribably cute, smart and elegant.
Every time Jiang Xinyue saluted, Emperor Xuanwu would hold her arm and take her into his arms. This time she simply jumped into the emperor's arms.
To save the emperor from taking action, the main thing is to throw himself into his arms.
With the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, Emperor Xuanwu's bones were half crispy.
Walking into the hall, there was an exquisite little wine bottle placed on the table, and the aroma of wine seemed to be coming from it.
The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Is your beloved concubine drinking?"
Jiang Xinyue's eyebrows were picturesque and she lowered her head as if conveying affection: "Magpie and Shuangjiang said that I was drunk last night, so I want to see what kind of wine can make me drunk today."
I thought: Why do I drink? It's not just to satisfy your little hidden desires.
Emperor Xuanwu laughed: "So, my beloved concubine has a good drinking capacity?"
Jiang Xinyue said eagerly: "Of course it is. If you don't believe it, the emperor and the concubine had a few drinks together. The concubine will definitely not get drunk this time."
I won't get drunk this time, that is, I got drunk after just a few drinks last time.
People who drink are not good at drinking and prefer to say that they can drink. People who can really drink will shirk their ability to drink.
For example, the concubines in the harem, all of whom were drunk after a thousand drinks, walked right in front of him. After drinking only two drinks, they all started to feel dizzy and went straight into his arms.
He is the emperor, not a fool. He said he was drunk without even blushing. It was just a way to invite favors.
Unlike this one...
"Drink! Why doesn't the emperor drink?"
Jiang Xinyue's face was so red that she could bleed. Not only her face, ears and neck, but also her arms were all red.
If Emperor Xuanwu was also a modern person, he would definitely know that there is a kind of person called: drinking on the face.
Jiang Xinyue is more powerful. She drinks alcohol all over her body.
The beauty was so intoxicated that she seemed to be dancing gracefully while holding the wine pot. She drank the wine in one gulp with the wine glass in her mouth. Her steps were messy, and as she danced, she staggered and lifted the lilac-colored gauze curtain in the palace.
Emperor Xuanwu deliberately led her forward and retreated.
Jiang Xinyue's blurred eyes seemed to be looking at him, but at the same time not looking at her. Her clothes were half unbuttoned, revealing half of her round, snow-white shoulders, and her deep collarbone made her even more feminine.
She has watched the demos of drunken concubines played by various female stars in movies and TV series eight hundred times. An Lushan was so fascinated by Concubine Yang that he rebelled. Isn't it possible that she still can't learn the skills?
Emperor Xuanwu was well-informed, and he had never seen a stunning beauty who came back from thousands of years later with "The Legend of Zhen Huan", "The Secret History of Concubine Yang" and "The Legend of Wu Mei Niang" to seduce him!
The wine stains overflowing from the lips flowed down the pointed chin and flowed into the unfathomable towering mountains. The beauty's hair was loose, swaying, and trembling...
"Pah~"
Suddenly, with eyes burning, she threw Emperor Xuanwu to the ground, sat on him and smiled foolishly: "I caught you, don't run away!"
If Wang Dequan were here, he would inevitably lament Jiang Xinyue's treason.
But Emperor Xuanwu was not the eunuch who didn't understand Wang Dequan's charm. He grunted and grabbed the beauty's slim waist: "I won't run away. What will Zhenrong Hua want to do with me?"
The dizzy beauty tilted her head, trying hard to open her moist eyes, and then shook her head vigorously, shaking the lotus down and falling to the ground, as if it had been destroyed.
All the half-twisted black hair fell down, covering Zhen Ronghua's palm-sized face, which only made people feel so fond of her, wishing they could rub her into their body and love her fiercely.
With this in mind, Emperor Xuanwu did so directly.
Outside Xihe Hall——
Hongxi was stopped and begged Wang Dequan: "Eunuch Wang, my wife Jieyu has an old illness again, and she is crying for the emperor! I am really distressed, can you please tell Eunuch Wang? I really just want to take a look. Okay, after my wife goes to bed, Zhenronghua will send someone to invite her."
To put it lightly.
Not to mention that he did not dare to go in and disturb the good things between the emperor and Zhen Ronghua, but once the emperor really went to Changchun Palace, where could he get out?
Zhen Ronghua didn't have the guts to urge the emperor, and her anger would probably be blamed on him, the eunuch.
In the future, if the emperor favors Zhen Ronghua again and she blows the pillow, what should he do if the emperor doesn't like him?
He would not risk the rest of his life for a little Jieyu.
"Empress Jieyu was sick and went to the Imperial Hospital to ask for help from the Imperial Doctor. The Emperor was busy with many things and finally fell asleep. Our family cannot allow anyone to disturb the Emperor's sleep. Miss Hongxi, please come back."
What disturbed the emperor's sleep?
Hong Xi listened to the sounds coming from Xihe Hall and scolded Jiang Xinyue bloody in her heart.
Those naughty little hooves will only attract the emperor to linger on the bed, so shameless.
But what can be done?
The emperor likes it!
No matter how angry Hongxi was, she didn't dare to show it in front of Wang Dequan.
Just after returning to Changchun Palace, Chu Jieyu inevitably lost her temper again.
So she could only wait at the door of Xihe Palace, trying to make some noise to attract the emperor's attention.
Jiang Xinyue, who was caught by Emperor Xuanwu, was so "weak" that her eyes turned red and she just wanted to escape.
However, she was drunk and twisted around more and more, which made Emperor Xuanwu even more numb and on the verge of collapse.
"Don't move."
He clasped Jiang Xinyue's shoulders, buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, tried his best to restrain himself, and gently bit and kissed her skin with the utmost affection.
The hibiscus tent was covered with red quilts, the crackling candlelight was dancing, the moonlight shrouded the lotus washing hall, and a pair of mandarin ducks crossed their necks in the lotus pond, so intimate.
Some people are happy and some are sad.
Changxin Palace did not turn off the lights even at midnight. The twelfth lunar month saw Concubine Li dancing the long-sleeved dance over and over again in the palace, and said anxiously: "My queen, stop dancing, if you keep dancing, your body won't be able to bear it." "
After a violent spin, Concubine Li lost her strength and fell to the ground. La Yue quickly went to help her. Concubine Li wiped the sweat from her forehead: "It's because I'm old. I used to dance all night without feeling tired."
"Your Majesty is in her prime, how can she grow old?"
Lu Yue helped her sit down distressedly: "Who in this palace doesn't know that the empress has the best appearance and is the one who is most important to the emperor?"
"Yeah?"
Concubine Li held her tight face, but she suddenly became unhappy: "Am I still the one who cares about him?"
