Rebirth of the legitimate daughter: the daily life of His Majesty the Emperor’s beloved concubine

"An'an?"

When he returned to the palace banquet, he didn't see her, so he hurriedly sent someone to look for her. Who knew she had come here? He even drank himself like this!

Ana Shen frowned, held Suningan in his arms, and wanted to take the wine bottle from her hand, but she held on tightly.

"Don't, don't steal my wine! Give it back to me!"

Su Ningan closed her eyes and was in a daze. She only knew that someone was bullying her with brute force! Jean's cheeks, which were already red due to drunkenness, instantly became filled with grievances, "Why are you bullying me!"

"Look, all the wine is gone. How about we get a new one?" Although Shen Yanzhui was much stronger than her, she stubbornly refused to let go. She could only coax her in a good voice, while asking He was told from outside: "Why don't you go make sobering soup? How can you serve me! It's all in vain that your mother-in-law loves you so much!"

Cuizhu responded quickly and ran down.

"Get a new pot?" Su Ningan tilted his head and tried to open his eyes wide, and then he could vaguely see his outline. "Is it the emperor? If you are the emperor, you can't lie to me!"

"Of course not." Shen Yanzui lowered his head and kissed her softly. He was just trying to comfort her, but because of the overly beautiful taste between his lips and teeth, he pressed her lips tightly.

"Your Majesty..." Su Ning'an snorted, her body softened by his kiss, swaying in his arms, and she couldn't help but hook her neck. The other hand holding the wine bottle also let go, and the wine bottle happened to fall into his palm.

"Your Majesty, An An is so scared, really scared."

The wine bottle was placed lightly on the stone table, and the man's waist was tightly wrapped around her.

He originally came to look for her, but now, his body is getting warm.

"Don't be afraid, I will take care of everything." Hearing An Li lead the people away a little, he let himself pull off her belt. His unsteady breath was sultry and hot, and Shen Yanzui coaxed her softly, "An An , tell me, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid……"

The clothes on her body were already messy, but Su Ningan didn't even notice. She just pushed him away slightly and looked at him intently, as if she knew who he was, but she didn't seem to know completely.

"Sheng Heng, he threatened me! He wants the emperor to misunderstand me, he wants me, and he wants me to do things for him! Impossible, absolutely not... um!" He frowned lightly, and he could only hold on tight for the next moment. Caught his arm.

"An'an, don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

The neat dragon robe on her body was opened casually, and crystals rolled into her thin lips.

The slender and powerful fingers sank into her hair, not allowing her to hide the charming face that made him intoxicated, and soothed her entire mind with an almost crazy kiss.

The cold wind blew out of the pavilion with a shameful scorching heat. There was no one else in the garden. Except for a few occasional sounds of branches and leaves being blown by the wind, the rest was the violent shaking of the branches in the hair that never stopped for a long time. The five-tailed phoenix hairpin.

Cuizhu took the sobering soup and looked at Anli, who was also standing outside the garden. She blushed and thought that she might not need the sobering soup.

The next day, Su Ning'an still didn't wake up, and the Chaolu Palace was also quiet. She didn't dare to make any sound even when walking, for fear of disturbing her master's sleep.

When Suningan was finally willing to open his eyes, he felt pain all over his body, as if he had been beaten.

He opened his eyes drowsily, knowing that this was his dormitory, but he really had no memory of how he came back.

The only memory I have is that I was holding a pillar in the pavilion last night, with my whole body pressed against it...

He gasped and huddled under the quilt, not daring to think about it at all.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Cuizhu raised the curtain with a crooked eyebrow, "The Emperor has ordered that your Majesty must drink this hangover soup, otherwise she will have a headache all day long."

He helped Suningan sit up and placed a soft cushion behind her.

Su Ning'an took a few sips from the bowl and suddenly said: "Is it possible... that the emperor spent the night here yesterday?"

The winter solstice is a big day, and according to the rules, it should be at the queen's place! But she chose to keep the emperor, and she didn't know how much gossip would spread, and she would have to apologize to the queen soon.

Cuizhu sat by the bed and rubbed her legs, and explained with a smile: "When the emperor got up, he went to Fengyu Palace to accompany the queen for lunch. He also gave special instructions, saying that it was not a big deal, and the queen did not need to worry. The emperor wanted to come I made a special trip to Fengyu Palace just to speak for the empress."

A layer of astringency appeared in Su Ning'an's eyes, and she spat softly: "You are the only one who talks too much!"

Ying'er had already asked someone to prepare hot water, and the two of them waited on Su Ning'an to take a bath and then eat. An Li just followed the emperor's instructions and asked her to go to the imperial study.

Although there were still two days of rest after the winter solstice, the emperor rarely visited the harem. Most of the time, he was either playing chess or reading in Jiuxiao Palace, or in the Imperial Study Room. Only occasionally would he summon a few well-known people if he was interested. Talented ministers come to discuss the past and the present, or appreciate the fine lines of poetry.

Just at this time, Su Ning'an had finished her meal and asked Cuizhu to dress her up. Since she was not dressed up in a grand manner, it only took less than half an hour.

When leaving, I went to the side hall to take a look at my son. I remembered Sheng Heng's words yesterday, and my slightly frowning eyebrows never loosened up all the way.

Although he knew that Sheng Heng would not be stupid enough to take those two things directly to the imperial palace, he still felt uneasy in his heart until he arrived outside the imperial study room.

"Your Majesty, please." An Li bowed and walked beside Suning'an, while saying respectfully: "The Emperor only allowed your Majesty to enter, and the servants will wait outside the palace."

When Su Ning'an heard this, her brows furrowed even more tightly, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

"What can you say, Your Majesty?"

An Li shook his head. Suningan had no choice but to grit his teeth and push the door open.

"Emperor..." As soon as he stepped into the royal study, the door was closed from the outside.

However, what made Suningan stunned on the spot was that Shen Yanzui was burning a strand of hair tied with red thread and throwing it into the charcoal stove nearby. There was a short hairpin broken into two parts on the dragon table.

"Your Majesty..." Su Ning'an stared blankly, her eyes filled with tears unconsciously.

Shen Yanzhui glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, and walked around Long An, "What are you doing standing still? Come here yet!" He stretched out his hand to her, "I have to give you a good trial."

Suning'an didn't bother to wipe away her tears, and rushed into his arms while holding up her skirt, hugging him tightly and sobbing continuously.

"How did the Emperor know?"

"I knew it last night when Sheng Heng came to see you privately." I also watched the whole process! I couldn't help but praise and praise An An's performance in my heart! But she only said such things in her heart, and even if she killed him, he wouldn't tell her.

Seeing that another piece of his clothes was stained by her, although it was quite troublesome to wash the dragon robe, Shen Yanzui had no choice but to take out the handkerchief from her hand and wipe her tears.

"But the emperor is not angry? Not suspicious? Why do you want to destroy it instead?"

Su Ning'an looked at the broken hairpin and the burned hair. The problem that had been lingering in her heart and made her panic all day just disappeared? !

"What are you doubting?" Shen Yanzhui raised her chin, lowered his head and kissed her lips. It's like if you don't kiss a few times a day, you feel like something is missing.

"I know An An, and An An is an upright person, and would never do such a thing. Who do you think I am? Could it be that An An really thinks that someone is deliberately approaching my concubine, and I don't know about it? I really think that about this harem thing Can you hide it from me? Sometimes I don’t ask or tell. It’s not that I don’t know, I just don’t care.”

"Your Majesty." The deliberately drawn out voice was full of coquettishness. Su Ning'an couldn't help but cling to him tightly, and she couldn't express the intimacy in her heart.

If someone else had done something like this, whether it was true or false, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

But he didn't even ask, he just said he believed in her, so how could she not be moved?

"But I'm still very angry!" Shen Yanzhui pinched her cheek, turned around, and supported the dragon case with both hands, forming a small cage that belonged to her only between her body and the dragon case.