I am a Big Villain

The process of the Queen's coming-of-age ceremony is cumbersome and complicated. It takes a whole day just to worship heaven and ancestors. The male family members in the harem do not need to leave the palace to go to the imperial mausoleum. Instead, they open a sacrificial place in the front hall, presided over by the emperor's husband. , all the monarchs and concubines followed, worshiped the gods and Buddhas, and prayed for the good fortune of the country, that the queen could give birth to an heir as soon as possible, and extend the royal bloodline.

The processes on both sides were carried out at the same time without interfering with each other. The emperor's relatives and some important ministers followed the queen to the altar, while some royal male family members and high-ranking husbands came to the palace and knelt down with Fengjun. In the evening, the queen came back from the palace and held a grand dinner. The coming-of-age ceremony was considered over.

As long as the Queen and Feng Jun reconcile yin and yang tonight, it will be proved that the Queen has completely become a woman.

"That must be Saburo from the Liu family. I didn't remember him looking like this before."

The Queen has not returned from her ancestor worship, and the palace is filled with male relatives.

The sacrificial rites are complicated and complicated. Not to mention the ministers, for a long time, even Yan Chu, the emperor's official husband, had to kneel down and worship. Especially now that the ceremonial officer is still reciting the sacrificial words, everyone is kneeling obediently. I have been kneeling for almost half an hour now, but looking at the thick stack of sacrificial words in the hands of the ceremony officer, there is still more than half left.

Many of the men who were close to him whispered to each other, otherwise they would have to die from exhaustion if they kept kneeling like this.

"You are talking about Hui Qing, right? I can't see clearly from a distance, but her skin seems to be darker than before before entering the palace."

The man quietly raised his head and glanced at the altar, then quickly lowered his head and whispered.

In fact, he wasn't that much darker. After all, he was still wearing makeup for such an occasion. But the whole person's energy and energy made people feel different from before. He remembered that the young master of the Liu family was very delicate and tight, but now he was kneeling It's been more than half an hour, but the other party's back is still straight and his spirit is still good. Look at that look, how bright it is.

"I see that not only Hui Qing, but also the other concubines look better than before."

The people talking here are all old husbands, most of whom have children in pairs, and even have granddaughters and grandsons in their arms. Naturally, their way of looking at people is not in harmony with those young girls nowadays.

The world prefers delicate, pure and beautiful brothers, but those who are truly clan husbands may not like such a man as their son-in-law.

First of all, the body is delicate, which means that the body bones are not strong enough. How can such a brother serve their daughter well and make her pregnant with an heir as soon as possible.

Secondly, the position of the clan husband is very important. He must be one who can bear the burden of the whole family and can manage the backyard without leakage when the wife is busy with government affairs. In the eyes of these elders, such an overly handsome brother will only be seductive. The girl in the family has no political ambitions.

The most important thing about a good brother's facial features is his family background and character. Good appearance is at best the icing on the cake, but not the criterion for choosing a husband for their daughter.

Before Liu Lin and Zhang Ruyi entered the palace, they were also on the list of husbands who selected their daughters' first husbands. Zhang Ruyi's noun was relatively high, and she was praised by almost everyone in the capital, while Liu Lin is a little worse. He pays too much attention to his appearance. Everyone knows that this young master of the Liu family is just a piece of straw with embroidered pillows. He just relies on his good face and good family background. The Liu family also indulges him and wants him to go there. Send it to the palace.

The result was indeed a success. In both countries, both the favored and unfavorable nobles entered the queen's harem, and were granted the rank of second-rank minister.

The Queen's harem is both the most disciplined and the least disciplined. Ordinary people expect the main husband to be virtuous and virtuous, while the side husband and servants can be coquettish and bring trouble to others. But in the palace, it is different, so everyone is waiting to see what happens. Between Zhang Ruyi and Liu Lin, whether the west wind prevails over the east wind, or the east wind overpowers the west wind, it is said that there is a handicap in underground casinos, betting on which of the two can win the queen's favor first before the start of the next draft.

Similar to the previous attitude in the palace, some dignitaries in the capital had also seen Yan Chu when he came to Beijing with his biological mother Yan Beitian to report on his work. Especially when he was named Fengjun, the news spread throughout the country. He seems to have no salt and is as strong as a bear. No one thinks he can be favored.

From the perspective of these life husbands, they don’t like Yan Chu who is too strong and loses the arrogance of a man, and they don’t like Liu Lin who is too delicate and can’t shoulder the responsibilities of a husband. In comparison, Zhang Ruyi is more attractive. Win the favor of these fateful men.

However, these are only the thoughts of those husbands who have no intention of sending their sons to the palace. Those who covet the position of Fengjun and the group of concubines on the altar do not like them.

All in all, it has been more than half a year since this group of concubines entered the palace, and it was nearly a year ago since they last saw Liu Lin. At that time, he was not the Queen's Huiqing, and would often go with his father. We are guests in every house and hospital.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for such a long time, a lot of the arrogance in his body has been washed away. Although he is not so in line with the previous public aesthetics, he has changed from a delicate beauty to a bright appearance, and his whole temperament is completely different.

"My poor Lin'er."

Liu Lin's father had completely different ideas than everyone present. Looking at his darkened and fat son, he felt that he had been greatly persecuted in the palace, and the person who persecuted his son was the current Fengjun.

He covered his chest to prevent others from seeing his sad expression. It was all his fault. Jiang Lin'er was born so beautiful. Feng Jun must have deliberately tortured his son because he was ugly. It must be like this.

Zhang Ruyi's biological father was relatively more calm. He lowered his head and remembered the letters his son had sent to him before. Now that the empress wanted to use the Yan family, she must raise the ugly husband high.

Yi'er's current grievance is only temporary. When the day comes when the Yan family is no longer useful, the queen will definitely regard today's memory as a stain on her life.

How could a person as proud as the Queen leave behind Yan Chu, a person who had witnessed her weakness and couldn't bear to remember it? By then, it would be his brother's day to come forward.

Now I can only endure it.

Father Zhang glanced at his son distressedly, thinking that he should send someone to find some famous doctors, prepare a good plaster and send it to the palace. His son's skin that was as beautiful as snow could not be ruined.

*****

"His Majesty."

After the ancestor worship was completed, the empress's ceremonial carriage rushed to the palace. Now the weather is getting warmer. Because of the ancestor worship, the queen had to wear layered clothes. Even though there were three ice buckets in the carriage, The heat is still there.

Jiang Liu just ordered to go down and prepare a bowl of ice for the Queen. The crushed ice had been smashed into the shape of sand, and a layer of jam made from fresh fruits was poured on it. It was dotted with peeled and seeded grapes, and there was a hint of coldness. It's extremely tempting to go up there.

When midsummer comes, ice bowls are Feng Zhao's favorite thing. Unfortunately, the imperial doctor said that cold things are harmful to the queen's health and she should not eat too much. Even if she is the queen, she can only enjoy one bowl in two or three days. .

She had already eaten yesterday. Today was a special situation. Jiang Liu figured out the Queen's thoughts and ordered the people below to prepare the ingredients for making ice bowls at any time. After observing that His Majesty seemed to have eaten hot, he had the ice bowls delivered. .

He came in with an ice bowl, and he didn't know if it was his imagination, but the Queen seemed to be hiding something under her body.

"Put your things down and get out."

Feng Zhao waved his hand. Just looking at her face, except that her cheeks were a little red, there was nothing unusual about her.

Jiang Liu only blushed because the queen was overheated. After putting down the ice bowl, he got out of the chariot again.

After he left, Feng Zhao acted like a thief and took out the book that she had just hidden. She opened the book with a little reserve and watched the detailed descriptions of fairies fighting on it with disdain and disdain. Be willing to move away from it.

Isn't it like this, like that, like this? What's so difficult about it?

Feng Zhao is full of confidence. Tonight is her first time visiting the harem, and she must give Feng Jun a wonderful night. Although these things cannot trouble her, as a considerate wife, she still reluctantly tries to learn more. , so as to give Fengjun a supreme experience.

After reading this spring/gong/picture without missing a single picture, Feng Zhao let out a long breath. When he was about to pick up the half-melted ice bowl on the side, he thought for a moment and retracted his hand.

Cold things are not good for heirs. Tonight is the night of her and Feng Jun's bridal chamber. Maybe after tonight, she will be able to conceive the emperor's heir. There is no need to miss such an opportunity just for the sake of greed.

For some reason, Feng Zhao felt that if her first child was Feng Jun's, it might be a good choice.

It's just that if this child is a girl, if it is a brother, Feng Zhao will think that it may be difficult to marry even if he is a prince. After all, girls like her who are not superficial at all in the entire Tianhuang Kingdom have already been married. Very few anymore.

But if she is a royal daughter, she can have more children, even if she follows her biological father.

Feng Zhao thought about what he was going to have in the future, breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and rested, recharging his energy for the coming night.

*****

"Since ancient times, women have been subordinate to men. Women are on top and men are on the bottom. Tonight is the first time the Queen has visited the harem. Even you, Fengjun, have to learn some rules to serve the Queen."

This was not the first time that Yan Chu heard the old grandma's instructions/admonitions. Those words were tossed around and he nodded his head in response. As for what to do when the time came, it was beyond his control.

"Fengjun, hey."

The elderly grandma looked at Yan Chu's strong body and expressed his grievances for the queen. Can such a Fengjun really bring happiness to the queen? Don't let the queen get tired of this matter in the end and delay it. The emperor's heirs multiply.

But what is his identity, what is Fengjun's identity, and the Queen is showing so much love for Fengjun now. Maybe the Queen doesn't mind Fengjun's slightly rough skin and hard body.

The old grandma glanced at Huang Zhengfu, who had finished eating two bowls of noodles, and sighed inwardly.

*****

The dinner in the palace lasted for more than an hour. Yan Chu left this dinner early.

After he finished taking a bath and lay on the bedside for a while, he heard the sound of the Queen coming over.

"Everyone, get out."

It was Feng Zhao's voice. He was such a calm and collected person in the past, but Yan Chu could actually hear the feeling of nervousness.

"Ahem, it's late at night, Ah Chu, let's settle it too."

It is said that beauty can be seen under the light. Although Yan Chu is not a beauty, under the dim candlelight, the angular features on his face appear much softer.

Feng Zhao's heart felt a little soft, this was her true king, and he would also be her first man.

Recalling the scene in the erotic painting, Feng Zhao's fingertips trembled slightly, swallowed, and took off Yan Chu's already thin red clothes.

"Don't worry, I will be very gentle."

Feng Zhao had gained a lot of knowledge. It was said that men were delicate and might not be used to being favored for the first time. At this time, a woman's careful care was needed.

Thinking that the man in front of her was a little younger than her, married into the palace far away from her relatives, and had a simple temper, she always wanted to pamper him a little more.

The clothes were removed, the curtains on the bed were pulled down, and only two figures could be vaguely seen.

Ambiguous sounds gradually sounded, and the palace attendants guarding outside the house blushed and stared at the stone slabs on the ground. They thought in their hearts that the queen really loved Zhengjun. This ecstatic moan/moan made them, the palace servants, They couldn't hold themselves together anymore.

It took about a moment for those moans and groans to gradually disappear, but not long after, another round of conquest began. The palace attendant who had originally planned to knock on the door and ask the Queen if she wanted water stopped knocking on the door and honestly Waited outside again.

This lasted for one night, and every time they felt that everything was quiet inside, those ambiguous voices would sound again, and the eyes of the palace people were all black and blue.

They couldn't understand why Fengjun, with a face like that, could charm the Queen all night long?

*****

Feng Zhao didn't sleep for long before he was woken up by Jiang Liu. It was time for morning dynasty.

Opening her eyes, she remembered the ridiculous night last night.

It was quite normal at first, a standard woman on top and a man on the other side. Feng Zhao watched Yan Chu's honey-colored skin gradually turn a light pink color as she teased and caressed him, his eyes were blurred, and he let out tiny moans.

This unique sense of achievement fascinates Feng Zhao. Apart from the discomfort that made both parties uncomfortable for the first time, Feng Zhao quickly got used to that rhythm due to his good physical fitness, and felt joy that he had never felt before.

Originally thinking about Yan Chu's body, Feng Zhao only wanted to take a rest once, but who knew that the daring man actually took the opportunity to crawl on top of her.

Ridiculous, simply ridiculous, how could a man crawl on a woman? It was simply a challenge to her authority as the wife.

Feng Zhao only hesitated for a moment and was speechless. She only remembered that she and Yan Chu had been competing for the top position for a whole night.

At that time, I only felt happy. When I woke up the next morning, my whole waist was so sore that I couldn't feel it anymore.

However, she still vaguely remembered that when she fell asleep, someone scrubbed her body and gave her a massage. Even if she was about to fall asleep, she could feel the comfortable feeling of stretching her muscles and bones.

But the battle last night was so intense that even though Yan Chu massaged her, her muscles were still sore.

"Nonsense, as Fengjun, you, you, you..."

Feng Zhao looked at the sleepy man who was also awakened by Jiang Liu's voice. He didn't know what to say when he reprimanded him, especially when he thought about the trouble he had caused most of the night last night and he didn't let him go before going to bed. She was even more reluctant to scold him about giving her a massage.

"Are you not allowed to know like last night again?"

Feng Zhao was referring to Yan Chu climbing on top of her last night. This was against the rules and inappropriate. Feng Zhao had read so many secret erotic pictures of the royal family, but he couldn't see any of them showing a man climbing on top of her. to women.

"last night?"

Yan Chu turned sideways, and the silky brocade quilt slipped off, revealing his muscular upper body. Because the battle last night was too fierce, there were many scratches on it. Looking at it, Feng Zhao couldn't help but think of some of the ecstasy last night. My heartbeat is racing and my throat is dry.

"I thought Your Majesty enjoyed last night."

Yan Chu glanced at her resentfully, then lowered his head and murmured secretly: "I was very happy last night. I just want your majesty to be as happy as me."

Judging from his appearance and expression, he was just like an abandoned puppy. Feng Zhao's first reaction was distress, and his second reaction was a little angry.

You little liar, you were just like the Tibetan Mastiff last night, but now you are pretending to be pitiful again.

However, Yan Chu's words still touched Feng Zhao. She was angry and laughed, but in the end she was reluctant to scold him. She thought that if she took her time, he would eventually correct himself.

"Forget it, since this is your first offender, I won't argue with you anymore. You can have a good rest."

Feng Zhao endured the pain in his body and got up, ready to call the maid in to change clothes.

After thinking about it, what she just said seemed a bit too heartless, so she added: "I will come over to see you when I go to court."

This sentence was somewhat gentle. After saying it, the Queen closed the curtain and made sure that the inside could not be seen from the outside.

She also didn't notice that she seemed to be a little too cautious. Even if the curtains were not closed, the maids would not dare to spy on the master on the imperial tower.

The maids who received the order came in to help the Queen bathe and change clothes. These maids all served in the Minghuang Palace and were the ones who knew the Queen best.

Their eyes did not dare to linger on the empress's jade body, but even with a sudden glance, they could feel how loving the empress and Feng Jun were last night.

The Queen's jade body is noble, but this time she allowed Feng Jun to leave traces on it. There is no expression of dissatisfaction on her face. It is obvious that she is really kind to Feng Jun who is still sleeping on the imperial cave at this moment. Pampered.

The maids calmed down and thought about not accidentally offending Feng Jun when he came to Minghuang Palace.

*****

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Jiang Liu whispered beside the empress.

Feng Zhao was really tired after being in trouble for most of the night. She had always been conscientious in her work, and she actually dozed off during the court meeting. It was Jiang Liu who reminded her that she didn't make a mistake in public.

However, the scene where the empress was distracted was still seen by many courtiers, who murmured in their hearts, didn't they say that Fengjun looked salty and ugly? Facing such a Fengjun, could the empress still fight fiercely for a whole night?

Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

"Your Majesty, regarding the tribes of red women..."

The courtiers below were chattering endlessly. Feng Zhao straightened his expression and tried hard not to fall asleep again.

Because of the poor condition, this morning's court ended in a hurry. Fortunately, the most discussed topic in the court today was the wrangling around Feng Zhao's plan to attack the Red Girl tribes. After hearing too much, Feng Zhao became a little impatient.

"Where's Fengjun?"

After Feng Zhao went to court, he rushed back to the Minghuang Palace, but Yan Chu was no longer in the dormitory.

"Fengjun got up after Your Majesty went to court, had some breakfast, and returned to Fengyi Palace. This morning, Fengjun has to accept the visits of the concubines."

The palace attendant reminded him, and only then did Feng Zhao remember that there was this rule.

"Your Majesty, do you want to drive to Fengyi Palace?"

Jiang Liu whispered a question in Feng Zhao's ear. He did not expect that the Queen would rush to the bedroom all of a sudden for Lord Feng. He had never seen such a majesty.

"No need."

Feng Zhao also realized that she seemed to care too much about Yan Chu, which obviously did not meet the standards of an emperor. She waved her hand, turned around and walked to the front hall. There were still a bunch of memorials waiting for her to approve.

Jiang Liu and the palace people followed suit. He thought His Majesty would respond, but His Majesty's expression was obviously displeased just now. This was strange. It was really hard to guess what the Queen was thinking.

Feng Zhao sat on the phoenix chair and read through the memorials. She opened a book, and the densely packed words on it made her a little dizzy. She was not able to calm down and read carefully like before.

The maid on the side helped her massage the acupuncture points on both sides of her head at her request. The force was neither light nor heavy, but Feng Zhao always felt that this massage technique, which she was very satisfied with in the past, was a little less flavorful.

wrong!

Feng Zhao waved away the maid waiting at the side, and she finally remembered the violation.

Last night she actually fell asleep from exhaustion before Yan Chu, and at that time Yan Chu still had the energy to massage her. This was the biggest mistake.

It was always the case that only women cared for and cared for men in bed, but why did it happen the other way around for her and Yan Chu.

Feng Zhao gritted his teeth, it was such a shame and humiliation, what a shame and humiliation!

"Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Jiang Liu and others watched the queen running out of the palace in a hurry, and nervously chased her and asked.

"Go to the martial arts arena. Come and call Captain Li and Captain Bai into the palace."

Feng Zhao thought about how she, as a woman, could lose to her Zhengjun in bed. It must be because she was busy with government affairs and neglected her martial arts. These days, she wanted to pick up the lost effort. At that time, it is not certain who will win and who will lose.

Feng Zhao waited, waiting for the day when Yan Chu cried and begged for mercy on the bed.

The author has something to say: I’ve been a little slow lately, and updates have been slow. I guess I’m giving out red envelopes every day.

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