Genius and calm concubine: Your Majesty, obey obediently

"Pa-pa-pa--" As soon as Yin Zhiyun finished speaking, the sound of a whip being whipped on a person resounded, and in this dark room, it also brought an echo that was not too long ago.

One end of the whip was held tightly by Su Qing, and the place where the whip fell was Yin Zhiyun's body.

From the time she came in until now, he has been sitting in his seat, neither standing up nor moving, not even raising his hand.

The sound of the whip slapping on his body never stopped, and the clothes on his body were all torn, revealing bright red blood stains. He didn't hum it once. Since ancient times, which king has not been injured?

After a long time, as if she was tired from beating, Su Qing finally stopped. Before she left, she said: "Yin Zhiyun, it feels good to have your tendons and tendons cut off? Don't you like being an emperor? I will give you your original study Here you go! Haha...haha..." After finishing speaking, she laughed and left the dark room, while the blood on Yin Zhiyun's body was still flowing down...

Not long after Su Qing left, someone came in. It was an eunuch, holding a bright yellow robe in his hand. It was just a robe, not a dragon robe. After entering the dark room, he ignored the wounds on his body and just changed the robe for him. And combed his hair...

Now, Yin Zhiyun, who was once all-powerful, is nothing more than a living dead after all!

But he also talked about the Double Ninth Festival in the Yunxiao Palace.

At this time, the banquet in the Yunxiao Palace has almost progressed. When Yin Wuchou came, the people below became quieter. The banquet in the palace is nothing more than dancing, playing the piano, and so on. It feels fresh, and the more time passes, the more numb it becomes. This is Mo Yiran's feeling.

Yin Jiyi has been running up and down the hall, like a tireless person, children are always seldom aware of the sense of crisis in this world, so they play as much as they want when they are happy.

No one thought that Mo Youran would come at this time, but this is the Double Ninth Festival banquet, so naturally no one would say anything, plus, she is now the younger sister of the only concubine of the Xueji Dynasty, so who dares to say anything.

"You'er, you're here, come over to my sister!" Seeing her coming in, Mo Yiran quickly stood up and greeted her.

Mo Youran came to Mo Yiran's side with a clever smile, and then gave Yin Wuchou a blessing.

Yin Wuchou set up a new table for Mo Youran. As soon as Mo Youran sat down, the wine glass was filled up by the maid who served her. She stood up and said to Yin Wuchou, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty takes care of everything and works extremely hard. Today You Ran can spend this Double Ninth Festival with His Majesty, and You Ran dares to offer a cup to His Majesty!"

Yin Wuchoi looked at her calmly, without saying a word. Immediately, the hall was filled with embarrassment, but Mo Youran didn't seem to notice it, and still looked at him with a smile. Finally, Yin Wuchou said: "Why not?" drink up.

Afterwards, the banquet became extremely dull, and Yin Wuchou unknowingly drank a lot of wine, perhaps because he drank so much because he was depressed.But he didn't want to face this fact.

In the end, he got up and walked to Mo Yiran's side, reached out to hold her hand, and said: "The lonely king is drunk, Yongle will help the lonely king go back."

Mo still looked at him indifferently, and stretched out his hand to help him without any explanation, only to feel the endless smell of alcohol emanating from his body. He had indeed drunk too much just now, but in such an occasion, she couldn't do anything to stop him.

"Far away, come here quickly, let's send the father back to the palace together!" Mo Yiran supported Yin Wuchou with one hand, and waved at Yin Jiyi with the other hand!Yin Jiyi immediately ran up to her, with a pair of clear eyes rolling around.

He glutinously asked: "Is the father drunk?"

"Well, your father is drunk, and you will send your father back to the palace with your mother from afar."

"En." Yin Jiyi nodded, and walked to the other side to hold Yin Wuchou's waist.

Yin Wuchou said: "The solitary king is leaving first, lovers continue...continue..." After finishing speaking, he was supported by Mo Yiran to leave.

On the way to Qianqing Palace, the night was dark, only a few street lamps on the side of the road illuminated the way forward, originally there were a group of eunuchs and maids with lanterns behind them, but they were pushed back by Yin Wuchou, and there were only three of them left in an instant .

However, when he walked halfway, Yin Jiyi said: "Mother, I want to pee!"

"Far away, bear with it for a while and you will arrive at your father's bedroom." Now Yin Wuchou is so drunk that even walking is flimsy, how could she put him here and then walk away.

"But mother, I can't take it anymore..." There was a little pleading in the little boy's voice.

Just when Mo was still in a dilemma, Yin Wuchou said, "Take him, the lonely king is waiting for you here!" After that, he stood up by himself, although he was a little staggered, but he did not fall down.

Mo Yiran quickly picked up Yin Jiyi and went to the nearest latrine.

Yin Wuchou looked at her leaving figure and smiled slightly. She was still dressed in white today. After a while, he saw her come back. The night was a little dark, and he couldn't see her pupils clearly, but her eyes It looks like he won't forget it.

She came over, supported him, and said: "Your Majesty, let's go." Her voice was a little clear, and the faint fragrance from her body bewitched his heart, and he was a little ready to move.

After walking for a stick of incense, I arrived at the Qianqing Palace. My body was as uncomfortable as being burned. The woman helped him to the bed, but seeing his face turned red, she went to get a wet towel and wiped his body for him. up.

Yin Wuchou grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard, and she fell into his arms. There was a slight smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, but it was not strong.

Yin Wuchou's eyes were drunk, he stretched out his hand to caress her face, and said: "Yongle, you are beautiful, really." Then the woman's smile became thicker. "I know, you are Mo Yiran, I knew it from the beginning. But I like you, it started a long, long time ago, you must not know." As he spoke, he began to sob like a child .

"You must not know. When I was a child, my mother wanted to kill Yin Tianyi. I was in Xi Yeguo at that time. I met you even before him. You like to play the piano and sing on the thatched hut. Listening to your piano and singing is enough, but...but you were taken away by him, so...the person you love has always been him?" He hugged the woman in his arms tightly, and continued: "Mother wants to use you, but I just complied with Mother's wishes and snatched you away from him..."

Before he finished speaking, his kiss fell on her face impatiently, and he reached out to pull her clothes, but the woman didn't seem to resist...