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The night is dark and starry, and the silhouette of the majestic palace looks like a ferocious tiger in the dark.

At this moment, the red ribbons are flying in the plum palace, and the beauties in the tent are like wine, leaning weakly on the head of the bed.

Xiao Jingyu took off the cloak made of thick and fine white fox fur under the service of the maid, and walked into her with a smile.

Mo Xiangli is wrapped in red clothes today, outlining his tight waist, and his jet-black black hair can be fixed with a thin white jade hairpin. The black hair pours down his shoulders and falls on his thin collarbone like snow. On the top, seven points are lovely and pitiful, three points are extremely beautiful, like a mysterious girl in the sky.

Xiao Jingyu leaned over, raised Mo Xiangli's small face, approached and asked with a smile: "Little beauty, why are you so indifferent today, but it's because I didn't come as scheduled last night?"

Mo Xiangli sighed faintly, turned his eyes to stare at Xiao Jingyu sadly, and said carefully: "Your Majesty, you are the real dragon emperor, how dare Yan'er be angry with you? No time to bother."

"Little beauty, you still say you're not angry." Xiao Jingyu said while holding her slender fingers.

"Hmm..." Mo Xiangli frowned, moaned in pain, and quickly withdrew his fingers.

"Yan'er?" Seeing her hiding her hands in the wide sleeves, Xiao Jingyu stretched out his hands to her sleeves suspiciously, and invited out the catkin that was hiding inside and didn't want to come out.

The back of the white hand was red and swollen, and there were several unsightly blisters in the serious part, creating a tragedy in the world.

"What's going on?" Xiao Jingyu asked angrily.

Mo Xiangli was unwilling to answer, turned his back, and lamented, "Don't bother me, Your Majesty."

"But someone bullied you."

Mo Xiangli remained silent, and responded silently.

"Come on, bring the maid." Xiao Jingyu frowned and stood up.

"Your Majesty, this servant is here, what are your orders?" Hua Xihuan heard an angry cry from inside the room, hurriedly pushed the door open and entered, knelt down in fear and asked.

"What happened to Mei Meiren's hand?" Xiao Jingyu asked displeasedly as he looked down at the little maid below.

"Back, Your Majesty, I don't dare to say..." Hua Xihuan said with her eyes slanted to the emperor, her face covered with dark clouds, she shrank herself.

"Bold, what can I not say here?" Xiao Jingyu slapped the table with his palm, and the wine glass on the table jumped up and fell down suddenly, Hua Xihuan was so frightened that his whole body shook violently.

Xiao Jingyu also realized at this moment that Mo Xiangli's hand was injured, and it might not be that simple behind it, so he restrained his anger and said, "You must not hide what happened from me, and tell me carefully how Mei Mei was injured."

"This morning, Concubine Rong... the imperial concubine came again. She learned that the empress was not favored by the emperor yesterday, she made a mockery of it, and then sent her to offer tea to her, and accidentally knocked over the hot tea.

Her hand was scalded, and Concubine Rong threatened people not to tell the story, otherwise...or...killed and kicked out of the palace, Your Majesty, you must make the decision for our lady, woo woo..."

Hua Xihuan's speech was extremely pitiful and bitter, with tears in her eyes. After she finished speaking, she kowtowed continuously, the floor was knocked loudly, and after a while, her forehead turned red.

"Okay, stop and go out." Xiao Jingyu frowned impatiently when he heard that Sima Jiao was messing around again.

"Yes..." Hua Xihuan raised her head and took a look, with her mouth tightly pursed, Mo Xiangli couldn't see the joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, and slowly exited and closed the door.

Xiao Jingyu poured a cup of hot wine in embarrassment, drank it and said, "It's inconvenient for me to come forward. Tomorrow I will send a good nanny with experience and prestige, so that your master and servant will not be bullied."

Mo Xiangli looked at him with eyes as black as cold springs, he was disappointed that Sima Jiao hadn't been punished, that he didn't meet the expected expectations.

Xiao Jingyu also knew that she was wronged, turned his face slightly, stared at the light and dark candlelight beside the bed, and said quietly: "Yan'er, all the flowers in this palace are in full bloom, and the owner of the garden repairs the garden every day. , I will think of the beautiful appearance of flowers in full bloom, so I will come to watch them.

But many beautiful flowers withered and withered in the severe cold alone before the owner came. Only the plum blossoms came from the bitter cold and smiled proudly on the branches in the severe cold. I believe you are a smart woman and understand what I mean . "

His phoenix eyes, when he is not smiling, look very majestic and cold, forcing people not to look directly at him.

"Yes, Meimei understands." Mo Xiangli got up and said politely, she suddenly felt cold all over.

His words are so familiar, in my memory, the snow is covering the world, my brother hugged her, and pointed to the red plum on the branch in the backyard and said to her: "Yan'er, you have to learn to be independent and strong like a plum blossom, resist Difficulties and obstacles in the world, smile proudly on the branches."

"Brother, Yan'er, I'm afraid of being alone." She hugged her brother's neck tightly and said.

A few warm chuckles came from his ears, and he said with a youthful voice: "Brother is the trunk that supports the plum blossoms to bloom, and will always be your pillar."

There is no comparison, I don't know how good Han Qing is, brother...

"Thank you, the emperor's advice." Mo Xiangli squeezed the cold porcelain bottle hidden in his sleeve, resisting the hot and cold torrent in his heart, turned his back to the table, poured a cup of hot wine with trembling hands, and squatted down , said to him with a high wine glass.

Mo Xiangli's cheek was hidden in the sleeve between his arms, which also hid the tear that fell on the ground.

Xiao Jingyu smiled slightly, took the wine glass and drank it down, pulled Mo Xiangli up, and said softly: "Mei Mei is the one who understands me best."

Xiao Jingyu hugged her into his arms, took her slender hand and said caringly: "Such a beautiful hand, it is my place to suffer."

"Gao Sheng, bring the cream that Mu Wan paid tribute to the day before yesterday." Xiao Jingyu said loudly.

Gao Sheng rushed in from outside the door, and took out from his arms the cream that the emperor had rewarded the day before.

Xiao Jingyu took it and said, "After you go back, I will reward you with another box."

Gao Sheng responded.

Mo Xiangli's sight, from his thick black eyebrows that slanted into his temples, his seriously drooping eyelashes, and his straight and masculine nose, slipped to his thin lips, and finally landed on his slender fingers that were applying medicine to himself.

She suddenly remembered clearly that on the night of New Year's Eve three years ago, in the cold darkness, she curled up beside her mother's bed in fear, holding her mother's cold hands, and her mother's breathing was so dead.

She fell into the darkness, facing her lost relatives and missing brother, feeling lonely, confused and helpless like never before.

It was dark and quiet, only the sound of her own breathing, she didn't know if she was still alive.

On the back of her hand, there was a warm exhalation, which brought her back to her senses. The man was blowing on her wound intimately and gently.

Mo Xiangli was suddenly confused, does this man really love her?

If you don't love her, why do you treat her so tenderly and always call her intimately: "Yan'er." It makes her heart soften, like stepping barefoot in warm water.

But, if you love her, why do you always refuse to get close to her, and always keep a safe distance from her.He has so many women, what is her position in his heart?

She touched the empty porcelain bottle in her arms, thinking to herself: Why, he is the enemy, why, he is the emperor.

Mo Xiangli leaned against his warm and broad arms, closed her eyes, and thought with a broken heart.

On the eaves, the thin tiles returned to their places silently, and one person left without a sound. Xiao Jingyu's phoenix eyes passed through the red silk sash, and glanced at the top vaguely.

Right now, outside the door.

After Gao Sheng offered the cream, he looked at Hua Xihuan who was standing beside her still in tears, took out a plain handkerchief in his hand, wiped away the tears for her, and asked, "Does your forehead hurt?"

Hua Xihuan rubbed her forehead, grinned her teeth in pain, shook her head and said indifferently: "If I tell the story of Concubine Rong's bullying the empress in front of the emperor, the emperor will avenge Li'er, and this kowtow is worth a lot."

Gao Sheng shook his head secretly, closed his eyes to observe her injury carefully and said: "The emperor is a very sensible person, he will not punish Concubine Rong."

Hua Xihuan's eyes widened in surprise.

Gao Sheng took out the other holy medicine for healing in his arms and said:

"You little court lady, you don't know the entangled forces in the court. This Concubine Rong is the youngest daughter of the Sima family. The Sima family has the merits of protecting the country. Now that the power is in the court, the emperor has to bear with it.

Concubine Rong's move, the Sima family will definitely not give up easily, even if the emperor has his heart on your mother, he can't punish her. "

Hua Xihuan said sadly: "It's really a loss to kowtow, that Concubine Rong will still dominate us in the future."

"The emperor should take some measures. Don't worry too much. If you encounter difficulties from other concubines in the future, tell Brother Gao."

Gao Sheng dug some plaster out of the jar with his fingers, and gently applied it on her forehead.

Hua Xihuan said with a smile in his eyes, "Brother Gao, you are so kind to me. By the way, this is the pastry I made with my own hands today. Thinking of you coming, I reserved it for you. It's still warm."

As if thinking of something, Hua Xihuan took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wrapped it in a handkerchief. When she opened it, there was a layer of oil paper inside, and when she opened it, several pieces of delicate red bean cakes were revealed.

"Silly girl." Gao Sheng looked at those delicate red bean pastries with a serious face, and was very gentle at the moment.

Hua Xihuan and Gao Sheng sat at the door together, talking and laughing, the two faces were equally young, Zhou Zheng on the male side, and beautiful on the female side, they were a bit of a match.

Outside this room, the palace lanterns were dimly lit beside the criss-crossing paths of the palace, illuminating the figures of the imperial guards patrolling earnestly, and their orderly footsteps sounded like soldiers about to go to the battlefield.

The wind in early spring was very cold. Han Qing was lying on the ridge of the roof, his fingers were already frozen and stiff. After a pair of imperial guards passed by, he walked nimbly through and brought a gust of wind.

The imperial guards turned their heads sensitively, looking left and right, only the darkness and the sound of the wind blowing the vegetation, they couldn't help shaking their heads and continuing to patrol.

His movements were very light, he took off his cold coat, and poured into the bed with the severe cold outside.

"You're finally back." He just lay down gently, and she stretched out her hands to wrap around his slender body, rubbed his cold hands, and whispered soberly in his ear.

Her hot body was as warm as the sun.

"Go to sleep." His voice was very soft at the moment, and it didn't seem like it was coming from him.

"I want to sleep with you and give you a baby, so you won't be cold." She said with a smile in his ear as usual, hot air poured into the earholes, with some ambiguity.

"Cold..." But he seemed to be hit by something in his heart, and the anger that had just arisen disappeared without a sound.

He put down the hand that was about to push her away, but he didn't stop her from covering her body, nor did he refuse her kiss.In the darkness, his clothes were rustled off, and his warm body pressed against his heart.

For the first time, he felt that her approach was not annoying.

Today is exactly the sixth month, and this is the tenth time they have had sex, he thought quietly.

"Beauty, I love you." What the silly woman said made the corners of his mouth slightly upturned. It would be nice if she was his younger sister.