Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

After Di Heng finished reviewing the last book of the day, he put down the ink pen in his hand, stretched his somewhat stiff neck, looked at the hourglass, and saw that it was time.

Zhao Chun immediately stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I have ordered the kitchen to prepare meals. Is this my servant to serve you?"

Di Heng waved his hand, stood up and said, "Go to Jinyu Palace."

"Show off to the Jinyu Palace!" Zhao Chun took two steps quickly and shouted outside.

Zhao Chun helped Emperor Heng get on the dragon chariot, and four powerful eunuchs lifted the dragon chariot and headed towards the Jinyu Palace.

When the dragon chariot arrived at Jinyu Palace, the gate of Jinyu Palace was closed, and Emperor Heng was rejected.

Zhao Chun, who was walking in front, stood at the entrance of Jinyu Palace, looking at the vermilion gate in silence.

Zhao Chun was a little confused. Is this the time of year? Why is the imperial concubine locked up at this hour?

The little imperial concubine had gotten into a temper with him. Di Heng smiled and shook his head: "Knock on the door."

Di Heng sat on the dragon chariot very patiently, turning the finger on his left thumb with his right hand unhurriedly.

Hetian white jade jade ring, the little noble concubine picked it for him.

Zhao Chun could only step forward and knock on the door: "Your Majesty is here!"

When Xi Nuojin came back in the afternoon, she had already told the palace guard who was on duty tonight that she would go to bed early tonight. After she went to bed, she was not allowed to open the door of Jinyu Palace again, especially not to allow anyone to come in and disturb her.

The night watcher respectfully responded and bowed out of the main hall before realizing belatedly...

The person the empress is talking about seems to be referring to...

His Majesty? !

Soon there were footsteps coming from inside, and the servant on duty quickly responded.

It was what Ziye said back: "This slave has met Manager Zhao."

Zhao Chun breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss Ziye, His Majesty is here. Please call the imperial concubine to pick him up."

Zi Ye stiffened her face and stepped forward, replying through the crack in the door: "Mr. Zhao, I'm really sorry... Your Majesty has taken a break."

"Mr. Zhao, I have a message that I want you to pass on to Your Majesty."

"Miss Ziye, tell me." Zhao Chun secretly glanced at His Majesty and leaned towards the crack of the door.

"My Majesty said that I have been sleeping lightly and dreaming recently. If I am awakened by Your Majesty, it will be difficult to fall asleep again. Then I will have to take those bitter medicines prescribed by the imperial doctor. Please be considerate of this..." Don't be the impatient person, Zi Ye really didn't dare to say this last sentence.

Zhao Chun also persuaded Ziye to open the door first. When he opened the door, His Majesty went in. Naturally, he had many ways to coax the empress. Ziye was a stubborn person and would not open the door. He opened the door and said, "Master said."

Zhao Chun really had no choice but to talk. He could only hold his sleeves and quickly walked to Di Heng's chariot and told Di Heng truthfully what Xi Nuojin asked Zi Ye to pass.

After hearing this, Di Heng shook his head helplessly. He had really annoyed the little imperial concubine today: "That's it, go back to Mingguang Palace and see the imperial concubine tomorrow."

Zhao Chun responded hurriedly and greeted him to get off.

"Empress, Your Majesty has left." Ziye said outside the door.

Xi Nuojin heard the sound of driving outside, turned over indifferently, and straightened his clothes: "I understand, Ziye, please let them all go back and rest. There is no need to keep vigil tonight."

Ziye looked surprised, but still responded: "It's your Majesty."

Xiao Ke rarely teased her, [Host, aren't you afraid that the boss won't come tonight? 】

Xi Nuojin had a smile on his face: "He will come. Hasn't he done enough stealing things?"

Xiao Ke: ...It seems that is indeed the case. Tsk, it has been so long since I came to this world, and the host and the boss are still so good at playing.

The clothes the host was wearing, oh, it was so embarrassed just by looking at it.

【〃?〃】

Mingguang Hall.

When Di Heng came back, he was served and bathed, but he didn't change into pajamas. He changed into a new uniform that was just delivered by the Shangyi Bureau during the day. He put a beautifully carved box into his sleeve and walked out.

Zhao Chun, who was waiting at the door, looked at this posture. His Majesty must be... going out at night!

"Your Majesty, you are going to leave, and I want you to let me go..." Zhao Chun tentatively said.

Di Heng waved his hand, turned his head and whispered a few words to him, and Zhao Chun nodded vigorously.

He never thought that the majestic king of a country would actually want to be a gentleman.

Di Heng: Anyway, this is not the first time he has climbed on the little noble concubine’s wall.

[Host, the boss is here. 】After saying that, Xiao Ke escaped instantly.

After lifting the bead curtain and entering the inner room, what Di Heng saw was the graceful figure vaguely revealed on the bed under the candlelight.

When he stepped forward and gently lifted the gauze curtain, he saw a fragrant scene. The little imperial concubine was lying on her side, with three thousand black silk threads hanging down. She was wearing a red dancer's skirt made of extremely thin gauze that he had never seen before. The skirt was as thin as cicada wings, and he could still clearly see the skin underneath. There were two small and exquisite golden bells hanging on the fair and delicate ankles. He also wore a gold bracelet on his wrist. He had a smile on his face and his body seemed to have no body. Lying on the bed like a bone, she looked at him and called him with a charming voice, "Husband~"

The bright red color made the little imperial concubine look extremely charming. The red dress formed a perfect contrast with her skin as white and tender as snow. Emperor Heng's eyes were so hot that he couldn't look away.

"My wife is so beautiful." Di Heng's voice was hoarse. The little imperial concubine raised her chin and gave him a wink, which made him even more excited and narrowed her eyes.

Di Heng slumped up, his eyes getting darker and darker, as if he wanted to eat someone. He leaned down against her slightly cold body and kissed her cheek. His thin lips slowly moved to hers, and the two of them kissed each other. Their lips traced each other's lips, moving back and forth. The little imperial concubine let out a squeak at his teasing, and moved her body. Her voice almost came out from between her teeth: "Yundan~"

Di Heng stopped and looked at her with a smile: "Huh? Madam, my husband is here."

"Husband~"

The two hadn't been together for a long time, and they thought about each other too much. Thinking that the good night was too short, they could no longer bear it. Di Heng undressed himself in a few moments, extinguished the remaining candles in the room with a wave of his hand, and closed the bed curtains. lay down……