The moment he was wrapped in brocade quilt, the joy of being summoned was gone, replaced by fear and nervousness.
Although this was bound to happen sooner or later, Ning Yuzhen was a girl after all, and she entered the palace by accident. For a time, her already fair face became pale again.
Yicui saw her uneasiness, and took advantage of the opportunity to tighten the quilt, and whispered in her ear: "My young master, don't be afraid, the slaves are waiting for my little master to come back at the Yihe Pavilion."
Ning Yuzhen forced a smile and said, "It's okay, let the father-in-law come in."
Under the gaze of several people, the brocade quilt wrapped around Ning Yuzhen was carried on the shoulders by four father-in-laws and headed towards the Yangxin Hall.
The autumn wind rustled and penetrated into the brocade quilt along the gaps.
Ning Yuzhen was so cold that she trembled slightly and shed tears.
The eunuch who was leading the lamp took it as a sign that she was nervous, smiled and comforted her: "This is the first time for Mr. Ning to sleep with you. Don't be too nervous. Your Majesty has not turned over the cards for two or three days. Today, you have specially chosen the mistress. I would like to congratulate you first." Everything went well.”
Ning Yuzhen bit her lip lightly, forcing herself not to tremble. The concubine was not allowed to speak on the way to bed. She could only hide her gratitude to her father-in-law in her heart.
"Mom and Dad, today is the day when my daughter goes to bed. Please forgive her for her willful behavior. If hatred had not blinded others, my daughter would have returned to her hometown to serve her parents. She is also ashamed of the sincerity of the Deng family and brother Xiuzhu. Don't be surprised." She looked up at the stars and moon in the sky and thought to herself.
The eunuchs were walking very fast, and Ning Yuzhen couldn't help but think too much, but in just a moment of tea, the bricks and tiles of the Yangxin Hall were already in front of her eyes.
The Yangxin Hall was still brightly lit at night. The eunuchs sent Ning Yuzhen in through the side door, placed her on the bed and then left.
Fulu shouted outside the door, "The emperor is reviewing the memorial. It will take about a cup of tea. Mr. Ning, please wait a moment."
The candlelight in the room was swaying, and Ning Yuzhen was the only one. Before the emperor came, she turned around and looked around the environment.
There are various porcelain vases on the ancient shelf in the bedroom, and a pot of bright yellow chrysanthemums is placed on the left and right, which are in full bloom at this time.
The crystal-clear crystal vase with animal faces and banana leaves and animal ears on the side shimmered against the candlelight, attracting all Ning Yuzhen's attention. She didn't even know when the emperor came in.
Ning Yuzhen was only the daughter of a seventh-rank official. Even though her mother was the daughter of a wealthy businessman, she had never seen such a clear crystal bottle. The animal faces on it were so vividly carved that she couldn't help but lose consciousness.
As soon as Wei Chengfu entered the door, he saw the girl on the bed with bright eyes and red eyes. The pink lips under her small nose were gleaming. He followed her line of sight and laughed silently. It turned out that he had fallen in love with her. His precious crystal bottle.
Still a little girl.
Wei Cheng had a bad idea, so he deliberately kept silent and stood with his hands behind his back, waiting for the girl to find him.
Ning Yuzhen had enough of looking at the bottle, turned her head, and met Wei Cheng's eyes with a smile on his face.
I was shocked and cursed secretly that I was really out of my mind. How could I still look at bottles in the Yangxin Hall as if I had lost my soul?
She struggled to stand up and salute, but Wei Cheng took two quick steps forward to stop her movement.
The curtains beside the bed hung down halfway, hiding half of the candlelight, and Ning Yuzhen lay in Wei Cheng's arms in a semi-reclining position.
Being stared at so directly by Wei Cheng, she seemed to be able to see the blush on her face through his phoenix eyes.
Ning Yuzhen turned her head away in embarrassment, not daring to look at him again, "I have never seen the world, so I made the emperor laugh."
The tone is soft, like silk brushing against the heart.
The body temperature that rises with shyness draws out the aroma that penetrates the body and fills the nanmu Babu bed.
The scattered black hair swept across the unobstructed neck with the girl's movements. Wei Cheng's breath was stagnant, and the goddess's posture last night was recalled in his mind.
This has never happened before among women in the harem.
Wei Cheng's voice was hoarse when he spoke.
"Go to bed."
The curtains slowly fell, covering the wind and waves inside. During the swaying, the red plum blossoms bloomed on the snow, which was extremely eye-catching.
Fuhai and Fulu stood far away, counting the time. This was also a rare break in the day.
"Fu Lu, if Ning inside agrees, he will have to fawn over you in the future."
"The apprentice doesn't quite understand. Young Master Ning is good-looking, but there is no shortage of good-looking ladies in the palace. Master, could you please tell me a few more words so that the apprentice can understand better."
Fu Hai looked like he hated the iron, and hit Fu Lu hard on the forehead with his finger.
"What do you know? I've been teaching you for so long in vain. You see, there are endless ways for women to compete for favors. The emperor is very clear-minded. Ning promised that this is just the right thing for the emperor."
Fulu rubbed his forehead in pain, and when his master nudged him, he suddenly nodded as if the clouds were clearing and the sun appeared.
"It's time to remind the Emperor." Fuhai shook off the dust and quickly walked to the door to remind: "Your Majesty, it's time!"
What happened next moment further confirmed Fuhai's suspicion.
The nanmu bed in the room stood still for a moment. Wei Cheng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Ning promised to stay at the Yangxin Hall tonight."
Fuhai retreated in response and raised his eyebrows at the stunned apprentice rather proudly.
"Master, you are this one." Fulu gave a thumbs up and said flatteringly: "You are really a god. Master, you are like a god in predicting things."
Fuhai waved his hands, he was sulking in his heart, but he said modestly: "What does this mean? Master, I have been with the emperor longer than the Queen Mother. Who knows the emperor best? To be disrespectful, I am the second best." , no one dares to claim first place.”
"As you follow me and learn more, sooner or later you will become better than your master."
The two Fu were chatting quietly outside the house. After half an hour, the house gradually became calm.
After calling for water, the maids filed in.
Ning Yuzhen was so tortured that she lost all her strength, so the maids still scrubbed her.
While she was sinking, she also heard that the emperor asked her to stay at the Yangxin Hall. After packing up, she was taken back.
The messy bed had now become as tidy as new. According to the rules, she could not share the same quilt with the emperor, but at this time, only the golden brocade quilt embroidered with dragon patterns was left on the bed.
Wei Cheng had already fallen asleep, and the seat inside was empty for her.
Ning Yuzhen pursed her lips, but did not dare to disturb the emperor's rest. She could only suffer this unruly behavior in silence.
As soon as she lay down, she was hugged by the strong arms stretched out from beside her, and warm breath blew against her ears. She was so shocked that her body stiffened, even an iron plate could only do that.
The changes in his arms made Wei Cheng laugh out loud, "Are you afraid of me?"
Ning Yuzhen was afraid and did not dare to tell the truth. She shook her head slightly, and the lingering blush on her face betrayed her mood at the moment.
The weight of shyness and nervousness are now equal.
