Spring Banquet Chapter 105: Emperor Concubine

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When Liu Yunlie and Jiang Xuanjin went to war on the outskirts of Beijing, Li Huailin borrowed wine to soothe their sorrows at Feng Yi.

Lost troops and unstable situation, his position is in jeopardy. Although Feng Yijun is still polite to him, his politeness is still not like the flattery and respect that others have shown him before. He wanted to build the capital in Feng Yi, Feng Yijun blocked him back in a few words, making him very depressed.

The only thing that made him feel comfortable was that Concubine Ning was still with him. With her, Li Huailin felt very relieved. Although Concubine Ning seemed to have always been on her mind, it did not prevent her from being considerate to him.

However, Concubine Ning was uncomfortable for the past two days and was unable to accompany her, so Wei Wei next to him took him to the dance hall, drinking while watching a group of girls twisting their waists and shaking their sleeves.

His eyes were blurred, Li Huailin felt as if he had returned to the palace again. He raised his head and took a sip of wine. What he spit out was the imperial decree that the world would dare not obey.

A thin waist squeezed into his arms, Li Huailin took it, and whispered: "Wan Wei."

The dancing girl was startled, then she giggled, raised her sleeves to cover her face, and handed the wine cup to his lips: "Wanwei serves the son to drink."

Zhanyan laughed, Li Huailin drank the wine in her hand, pinched her chin, and kissed all the wine into the fragrant lips.

……

The lights were dim, Ning Wanwei stood in the courtyard of the palace and waited for a long time, but no one came back.

"Manny, you go in and rest!" The maid said worriedly, "The royal doctor said that you need to raise your body. Where can you stay long in the middle of the night?"

The erratic mind returned to the cage, Ning Wanwei coughed slightly, and turned her head to ask her: "Your Majesty knows that there is something wrong with the palace?"

The maid bit her lip and nodded: "The imperial doctor told me that she was unwell and could not accompany her, so your majesty went out."

The Zhucui on her head trembled slightly, and she shook slightly as she swayed. Ning Wanwei lowered her eyes and couldn't stop thinking of the time she first arrived at Feng Yi.

His Majesty also fell ill at that time. After all, he was a spoiled person. He was uncomfortable after traveling long distances, and the high fever continued. She waited on him by his side, sleeping on the small stool next to his bed, for five days in a row, not leaving a single step, so that he could see her every day when he opened his eyes, so that he would not feel at a loss in a strange place.

However, when she was sick, he didn't even want to come and see her.

Also, one is the empress, and the other is the emperor. The empress serves the emperor for all reason. How can anyone force the emperor to take care of the empress? The emperor was young and had learned how to govern the country from others, but he never learned how to hurt others.

In other words, she doesn't need to be hurt. After all, she is two years older than him. She is considerate and considerate. There is no other concubine that is so pitiful and affectionate, and she has never acted coquettishly with him.

She asked for it all by herself.

Into the hall and lie down on the bed, Concubine Ning thought, she should take care of her illness and leave him alone for the time being.

I think so, but after lying down for an hour and hearing the movement of the outside emperor returning to the palace, she still couldn't help but stand up and put on her clothes to go out to welcome her.

"Your Majesty."

Li Huailin was drunk and dim, pulled her up and hugged her, rubbed her chin against her shoulder, and whispered: "I miss you so much."

With a hot heart, Ning Wanwei felt that just one sentence from him was enough. The grievances in her heart disappeared without a trace, and the corners of her mouth rose.

"Hey, how did you change your clothes?" Release her, and Li Huailin looked up and down, smiling and said: "It's still the good-looking suit just now, with the small waist of Yangliu and the fluttering bells."

Wei Wei stood beside him, winking at him again and again, but Li Huailin was really drunk, and he knew what he meant, so he took Concubine Ning and walked into the main hall: "Come on, let's drink again!"

The place that just heated up, was poured through a basin of ice water, Ning Wanwei looked at the emperor in front of her dazedly, her eyes touched the rouge color on his lips, and her pupils shrank slightly.

"Niang Niang..." Wei Wei looked at her suddenly pale face, and quickly came up to explain, "Your Majesty just drank two more glasses..."

"Where did you drink it?" Ning Wanwei asked softly.

Wei Wei's face was flushed, and he said: "It's a song house nearby..."

"You are so courageous!" Ning Wanwei turned around and scolded the emperor who had been walking forward, "That kind of place can also take your majesty down? What is your majesty's identity?"

Wei Wei wanted to say that if he used to, he would definitely not go, but now the palace is gone, and the guard of honor is gone, so what if he just walks in the nearby singing hall?

But looking at Concubine Ning’s extremely angry appearance, he did not dare to say anything.

Li Huailin tried to leave, but couldn't move. He turned his head unhappily and looked at Ning Wanwei and said, "What are you fierce? My daughter's house should be gentle, come and dance."

For the first time in her life, Ning Wanwei shook off the emperor's hand fiercely. With such a force, she couldn't stand on her feet, and she was able to be held by the maid, covering her mouth and coughing fiercely.

The night wind swept through, and Li Huailin shivered and suddenly became sober.

Wei Wei knelt in the courtyard. He stood leaning against the gate of the palace. Concubine Ning was standing three steps away from him, her coughing shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"Ai Concubine?" Li Huailin realized something was wrong, and stepped forward, "I... came back later."

Ning Wanwei trembled her lips and couldn't speak, but bowed her knees to salute him, and then went back to the side hall with the hand of the maid.

"You..." Li Huailin wanted to catch up, but thinking about it, I found it absurd. They are imperial concubines, and they are not the husband and wife of ordinary people. With so many people here, he is a dignified emperor, and he has to pull his face down to beg for a concubine?

After holding back his steps, Li Huailin tilted his head, and calmly said to Wei Wei: "Go down, nothing serious."

"Yes." Wei Wei quickly retreated.

Looking at the side hall again, Li Huailin rubbed his eyebrows and said to the servant: "Summon Concubine Ning to me."

He is the emperor, can she hide it?

The waiter was newly brought up on the road, more transparent than the previous one. He paused and whispered: "Your Majesty, the concubine has not healed from a serious illness."

"So what?" Li Huailin snorted coldly before he was drunk. "If I let her come over, she has to come over."

"Yes." Bowing and exiting, the servant sighed, the emperor really doesn't pity people.

After Banzhuxiang, Ning Wanwei knelt in front of Li Huailin. He sat on the chair and squinted at her: "Farring temper?"

She whispered: "The concubine dare not."

Is this still called dare? How gentle I used to talk to him in the past, what is this hard tone now, isn't it a tantrum? Li Huailin lifted his chin, his face looked angry, but he didn't speak any more, he just glanced at her from the corner of the light to see when she was willing to be soft.

However, Ning Wanwei remained on her knees like this, until her eyes became pale and her body swayed, she did not speak again.

Li Huailin woke up completely from the drunkenness, knocked on the table and asked her angrily: "Do you also think that I am weak, so you don't even have the patience to talk softly with me?"

Kneeling so unconsciously, Ning Wanwei stared blankly at the bluestone bricks on the ground, feeling that these words were floating from far away.

Speak softly? If he had taken the initiative to visit her once in the past few days, and if there were no traces of mess on his body tonight, she would have said that even if his body was still uncomfortable, she would definitely coax him well.

But now she really has no strength. Even if he is angry, she can only lower her head: "The concubine dare not."

I dare not, dare nothing, he thinks she is very daring! Li Huailin was furious, and started shooting the case: "Kneel and go out and kneel, don't get in front of me!"

"Your Majesty." The maid and the maid next to them were all startled, subconsciously wanting to intercede.

"Who talks a lot, who goes out and kneels with her!"

"..."

Xu Ye knew his temperament too well, Ning Wanwei didn't feel uncomfortable at all, she just kowtowed at him, and stood up with her sore legs.

"Niang Niang." The lady of the palace red eyes came to help her, she shook her head to signal that she was okay, only pressed more of her body weight to her side, and whispered: "Stay steady."

The maid nodded vigorously and supported her to leave the main hall.

Li Huailin looked at her back in silence, her face full of hostility.

The waiter didn't dare to say anything next to him. Looking at the time, he was about to wait for the emperor to go to bed without being honest, and that day would have passed. Who ever thought that as soon as he was about to speak, he heard the emperor ask: "Is she very ill?"

Taking a deep breath in my heart, the servant hurriedly replied: "The imperial doctor said that although there is no life worry, but she really suffers, the empress has been coughing, she just tried to endure it in front of you."

His complexion is a little better, Li Huailin muttered in a low voice: "I am not feeling well, what is your temper towards me."

However, for this reason, he felt much better, and said in a low voice: "Let her go back and rest, just say I'm fine."

"Yes."

Ning Wanwei knelt in a daze. She didn't know what happened, and she was sent back to the side hall by the maid. In the next few days, she had a high fever and burned into a daze, and never went down again. Over the bed. When the illness recovered, there was already a turmoil outside.

"I heard that Liu Duwei was defeated and was sent by Ziyang Jun to catch a turtle in a urn on the outskirts of Beijing. He ate five consecutive defeats. He couldn't keep up with the food and payment. The army collapsed and fleeed with the remnants." The maid whispered to her. , "Your Majesty has been very busy in recent days, so I didn't see you."

There is no need to see her even if she is not busy, let alone busy? Ning Wanwei nodded, dressed and changed her clothes, wanting to greet the emperor.

However, Li Huailin was furious in the main hall, everyone was at the door, and no one dared to enter.

"The stolen troops, I really thought they could turn the sky? I ruined my soldiers in vain! The military spirit is unstable, why does he think he can fight Jiang Xuanjin? It's all right now, a defeat, a defeat!"

With a "boom", a vase fell on the ground, followed by his roar: "Fuck me!"

A few more civil servants and generals ran out of the main hall. Ning Wanwei took a look and returned to her side hall.

"Your Majesty, Liu Yunlie is coming to Feng Yi." The last one to bite the bullet was Bai Dezhong, arching his hands and said, "Although he was defeated, he still holds a 60,000 army. It is better to withdraw the two cities eastward."

Li Huailin said with a dark face: "As an emperor, why should I avoid courtiers? The city of Feng Yi is enough to resist Liu Yunlie, and there are envoys around him to help. Wouldn't it be insulting the royal reputation to retreat?"

Bade deliberated on one or two, and said: "The minister's discussion is just in case. If your majesty feels it's okay, the minister will not say much."

Said, salute and retire.

He was left alone in the huge main hall. Li Huailin sat sullenly and felt really uncomfortable. He couldn't help but summoned his servant and asked him, "Is the imperial concubine sick yet?"

The servant replied: "I can get out of bed."

Why don't you come to see him if you can get out of bed? Li Huailin was a little annoyed, but thinking about her being so ill, she must be in a bad mood, so she didn't care about her.

After finishing the dragon robe, he summoned the court lady to tie the hair bun again. He pretended to be okay and went to the side hall.

"The concubines greet your majesty." Ning Wanwei bowed her knees.

There was some meat before, but now there is really only a bone frame supporting the heavy palace skirt. Li Huailin frowned: "The Royal Chef didn't help you?"

"In reply to your majesty, make up, the meal is very delicious."

"Then why are you so thin?"

She folded her hands in front of her waist and abdomen, and Ning Wanwei said in a low voice: "Waiting is inevitable after a serious illness is recovered. Thank you for your concern."

Who cares about her? Just ask casually. Li Huailin thought so in his heart, but still couldn't help but look at her more.

Except for the two points with the portrait of the princess, Ning Wanwei is also a beautiful beauty, the more she looks, the more she looks. But somehow, she seemed colder than before, and she didn't look at him secretly anymore.

Slightly unhappy, Li Huailin lowered his eyes and reached out to pull her hand.

Ning Wanwei let him pull it obediently, her fingers are soft, and her burns have long since healed clean. Li Huailin looked at her hand and remembered that this person hadn't taken the initiative to boil soup for him for a long, long time.

It's been a long, long time since I hum a little song for him.

Inexplicably flustered, he squeezed her hand tightly, causing a cry of pain.

"Your Majesty?"

Looking at her with scorching eyes, Li Huailin said: "People in the palace used to say that you love me so much. But now, why doesn't anyone say?"

Ning Wanwei was startled, then smiled bitterly: "The concubine has been sick for more than half a month."

I rarely walk around in front of him. Who would mention her to him?

Think about it. In the past half month, he wanted to come to the side hall to see her many times, but the royal doctor refused to allow it, saying that it would endanger the dragon's body. He and her have not been so close for a long time.

Pushing lips, Li Huailin said: "I have been very uncomfortable recently."

If the former Ning Wanwei heard this, she would panic and ask him where he is uncomfortable, or what he wants to eat. So he said this deliberately, trying to provoke her to be sympathetic and affectionate.

However, the person in front of him did not lift his head, only said: "Please come and see the doctor."

The expectation was lost, Li Huailin was a little at a loss.

She also took out her hand, turned around and told the maid: "Xuan Yu Doctor."

The side hall with her is not as empty as the main hall, but it doesn't have the peace of mind before. Li Huailin pressed his lips tightly, and finally realized that Ning Wanwei's indifference was because of him, not because of illness.

She seems...disappointed in him.

Why disappointed? Li Huailin didn't know, he just thought it was ridiculous, she was a concubine, and the concubine had the duty that the concubine should perform, so how could he be indifferent to the emperor? With his will, he could take her life!

Thinking so fiercely in his heart, but still a little unwilling, Li Huailin got up, caught up with Concubine Ning’s hand again.