Pampered Consort’s Acting Awards: 112, coax people


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==Chapter ‌100‌Chapter 12: Coax people==

The full moon hangs high in the sky, and crickets sing in the sky.

Chunnan Hou accompanied the emperor to drink in the Yangxin Hall. The first two bowls were in his stomach, but Lu Ze was still sober and talked about court matters.

After entering the third altar, the ambergris scattered in the hall gave the feeling of mist surrounding the clouds and mountains. As they talked, they started talking about romantic affairs.

When chatting with the emperor, even if the purpose in mind is clear, the words must be roundabout. You can't talk about the empress of the dynasty, so Su Huai'an was used as an example.

"Your Majesty, the princess's palace door was also tightly closed last year, but it couldn't hold the Su Huai'an meeting. It turned over and over again, and I saw that the lock was also removed..."

Although Ning Ren was not here, Lu Zeti couldn't help lowering her voice. If she heard this, the Jinyi Guardhouse would be bustling.

Xiao Yu leaned back and raised his glass to drink.

The starry eyes are drunk, the corner of the mouth is smiling, the dark purple dragon-patterned robe has two buttons unbuttoned, and he is naturally romantic and carefree. No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like an emperor who only favors others. It’s no surprise that he was hugged left and right.

After the sixth jar of wine, Lu Ze was completely drunk. He kept talking nonsense, and even brought out the stories in his storybook. Soon, his voice was as low as a mosquito or a fly, and he said "bang". He fell onto the table with a sound. To be precise, it hit the table.

Xiao Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, took down the cup, and said to Duke Sheng fairly: "Ask someone to send Marquis Chunnan back."

Eunuch Sheng reached out to help the unconscious Lu Ze and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry."

In the thick moonlight, Xiao Yu put on his cloak and slowly walked out of the Yangxin Hall.

He hadn't drank so much for a long time, and now he was so drunk that even the moonlight in the sky was dazzling.

He suddenly remembered many years ago.

When you are a prince, you have to deal with a lot of relationships during the holidays. The powerful officials always build relationships with each other. Ah Ling always disliked the smell of alcohol on his body and took care of him at the same time.

As soon as he touched her, he felt sleepy. Every night, it seemed that he was sleeping.

He walked back to Kunning Palace unknowingly.

The palace attendant on duty bowed and said, "I have seen Your Majesty."

Xiao Yu waved his hand, signaling for them to leave.

Zhuxin‌Zhulan looked at each other. Although the empress ordered no one to enter the Kunning Palace, the biggest one in the palace was obviously the emperor. The emperor wanted to force his way in, but none of them dared to stop him. With.

The door made a "squeaking" sound.

The evening breeze blew gently, and the green curtains swayed slightly. The person on the bed had already rested and was lying with his back to him, as if he had already fallen asleep.

But he knew that she should be awake.

If he said he missed her, it must be a lie. After traveling thousands of miles and for many months, the Feng family read it over and over again, and he never stopped thinking about her.

Unexpectedly, on the first day after she came back, she gave herself a blow.

He walked over, raised the curtain, lifted his robe and sat next to her.

"Asleep?" His voice was low, but his tone was inexplicably slutty.

She breathed lightly, did not look back, and did not respond.

He slowly lay down behind her, stretched out his arms to hug her, put his palm on her belly, rubbed it gently, and said, "Stomach, does it still hurt?"

Qin Juan wanted to hide away, but the man behind her was like an iron wall, clinging to her involuntarily. His hot breath sprayed on her neck, and she frowned.

The man smelled of alcohol. When he came closer, she smelled it. With this attitude, he must have drank a lot.

On the small ‌‌ couch, the sound of breathing became particularly clear.

Xiao Yu pondered for a long time, feeling that it was really difficult to say the words. Seeing that she was like this, his heart softened again.

"Everything I did before was all my fault."

He said, "I also know that I owe you a lot, but I really don't want you to know about this."

"Pa——"

Qin Yan knocked off the hand covering her belly, still facing him without saying a word.

Xiao Yu had no choice but to lower his head and kiss his shoulder, and whispered: "Lingling..."

If he hadn't called her like this, Qin Juan could have endured it, but if he called her like this, she couldn't bear it, and she suddenly sat up:

"Don't call me that -" But halfway through, tears welled up in his eyelashes, "You deceived me and hid it from me before, but now, you hid it from me again... this Why do you owe me, I obviously owe you! I am just a wisp of a lonely soul, and now I have lived for decades in vain, but you..."

Before he finished speaking, he burst into tears.

Xiao Yu couldn't bear it, so he slowly pulled her into his arms, kissed the top of her hair, and said:

"Aling, it's not a debt, it's selfishness."

Qin Juan raised her head, with tears still hanging in her eyes.

When their eyes met, Xiao Yu understood the guilt in her heart, and said slowly: "Everyone in the world says that a person who is an emperor should die to protect the family and the country, to pacify the world and to prosper the people, but you are not there. ‌ year, I suddenly thought, even if the world is peaceful and the oceans and rivers are clear, there will always be regrets."

"It's because I can't bear the regret in my heart. It's because I'm selfish and has nothing to do with you."

Qin Juan was in tears, looking at him as if through fog.

Everything in front of my eyes was blurry, but his outline was extremely clear.

Xiao Yu put their foreheads against hers: "More than thirty, I'm too old for you."

"Your Majesty!"

Qin Juan didn't expect him to be joking and hit him in the face. He pretended to be in pain and fell on her shoulder, "Aling, call me Saburo."

After a moment, she slowly hugged him.

What else does she care about?

Time is always used ‌centi, less ‌centi...

After the emperor entered the house, there was no silence for a long time, and the palace people outside knew that the emperor and the empress were here.

Zhu Xin whispered: "Okay, I'm finally saved..."

Zhu Lan sighed and said: "As long as I see Your Majesty today, my legs will become weak and I will not dare to say anything..."

Zhu Xin glanced at him and said, "When was it not me who told you?"

......

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Since the Emperor's reign, the orioles are singing in the green trees, the swallows are flying away from the carved beams, and the sound of drizzle has become a melody in the clouds.

After the morning court, Xiao Yu returned to Kunning Palace to have dinner with her.

Qin Juan saw that he was walking in a hurry and the corners of his robe were soaked by the rain. She couldn't help but said: "If you were busy in the past, you don't have to come back to accompany me."

"It doesn't matter, Yangxin Hall is close to you."

After lunch, Eunuch Sheng brought another bowl of blood swallow.

Xiao Yu looked at her belly and said, "You haven't named your baby yet."

She looked at him and said: "Don't worry, I still don't know whether he is a prince or a princess..."

Xiao Yu said: "What if she is a princess and has a list of 100,000 yuan, and the title is Anle?"

Qin Juan didn’t expect that he wanted a daughter so much that he even thought about giving her a title. She sighed and said, “What if she is a prince?”

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn’t quite believe that he was his son, and responded: "Then... the word."

In the middle of the night, the two of them took a bath, changed clothes, and got up on the bed. Just as they were enjoying themselves, Qin Juan suddenly said in his ear: "Your Majesty."

Xiao Yu closed his eyes and whispered: "Huh?"

Qin Juan said: "I have heard that Princess Baoyin returned to the capital with the army. Do you want to make room in the palace?"

Xiao Yu felt nervous after hearing the words "Princess Baoyin", but he still said as if nothing had happened: "Recently, the relationship between the imperial court and Mongolia has been very close, and Princess Baoyin likes the Central Plains, so I will make the decision to find a girl for her. If you have an outstanding talent, you won’t have to worry about this matter.”

Qin Juan frowned and looked at him, feeling very strange.

Why does Princess Baoyin like Zhongyuan? Doesn’t she like you?

She couldn't help but feel curious, and said: "Looking for a good son-in-law...I wonder if he is the son-in-law of the He family?"

Xiao Yu put his fist to his lips, coughed twice, and said in a low voice: "Well... from the He family."

After he finished speaking, there was another burst of coughing like a gust of wind.

Qin Juan quickly stood up, poured him a glass of water, stroked his back and said, "Are you ready? Why do you cough so hard..."

Xiao Yu raised his glass and drank it all. His heart just dropped when he heard her say again: "Your Majesty, tell me, who is the son of the He family?"

The water I just swallowed was not choked out.

"It's the He family in the capital." Xiao Yu felt guilty and deliberately pinched her recent swelling with his hand, and kissed her on the lips, "Aling, please take care of her."

But today, she did not have the usual coquettishness. Qin Juan raised her little face, looked at him, and said in one word: "Who is from the He family?"

Xiao Yu suppressed his heartbeat, frowned and said seriously: "Why do you ask?"

Qin Juan answered immediately: "Why didn't you say it?"

Obviously, apart from his cold face, this man can no longer intimidate anyone.

Looking at each other, Qin Juan asked again: "Who is it?"

Xiao Yu's expression remained unchanged and his tone was as calm as possible: "He Erlang, He Zichen."

The one you read about every day in your letter, the second brother, brother Zichen.

"He...isn't married yet?"

Xiao Yu looked at her shocked eyes and sneered coldly: "Why, are you still thinking about it?"


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