It was the first time for the concubines to see this legendary noble concubine. They thought she was a civilian girl. No matter how good-looking she was, she lacked bearing, but when the emperor walked over arm in arm, she was full of elegance , and how can they compare.
Fu Wei's appearance is already stunning, full of Qing Huan's soul, how can ordinary people compare with it. The emperor held her hand, took her step by step to sit on the throne, and even arranged her directly beside him. This kind of honor and favor was the first time since the emperor took the throne.
People who didn't know her showed amazed and jealous eyes, while those who knew Qing Huan accidentally broke the glazed cup in their hands.
Prime Minister Fu's family naturally knew each other, and so did the third prince. He had heard that there was a noble concubine in the palace for no reason, and she was pregnant, so he had a pimple in his heart. When he saw that beauty today, it turned out to be his own woman! At the moment, there are mixed feelings, and the anger of being betrayed and deceived made him almost lose his composure in public!
Fu Wei has been with him for so many years and has always been submissive. When had he seen her so beautiful and flamboyant? The third prince knew that Fu Wei had a good appearance, better than the three sisters of Fu Qiang, but usually she always lowered her eyebrows and bowed her waist, so she looked a bit petty. At this moment, she was dressed in Chinese clothes, with picturesque eyes, bookish and cold at the same time , It is actually a kind of indescribable beauty.
He clenched his fists tightly, and listened to the emperor introducing to his ministers that this was his new imperial concubine. When the ministers learned that the imperial concubine was pregnant, and saw that the emperor was in a good mood, there was no one who dared to make trouble. sycophants. The emperor is usually not easy to please, but as soon as someone praises the imperial concubine and the unborn little prince, he will laugh and reward him heavily, which shows how much the imperial concubine is favored.
The third prince watched silently. Although he was angry and shocked, he wanted to question Qing Huan's confusion. He didn't understand, why did she do this? Isn't it good to marry him! She was pregnant with another man's child! The third prince clenched his fists tightly, and it took all his strength to restrain his mentality that he was about to go berserk.
He deliberately didn't want to look at the imperial concubine, but he couldn't help looking at her. She became more and more beautiful, not only blooming like a beautiful lotus flower, but also plump. Blow away looks like two different people. When she walked past him, she didn't look sideways, and she didn't look at him at all after she sat down, as if she had never known him before.
No, that's not right, it's true, she gave everything for him in the last life, and they are indeed strangers in this life, and they haven't met a few times. But... the third prince remembered that Fu Wei had told him before his death in the previous life that he was lonely all his life, but he was nostalgic for the little warmth he gave him when he was young, so he cherished his whole life and cared for him until he died. If she said that, she should have always liked him in her heart, so how could she refuse his courtship? How could that weak woman have the guts to break with the Fu family
All of this was beyond the third prince's imagination, so he couldn't help but think of an incredible possibility, maybe, he was not the only one who was resurrected...? !
If this is the case, then Fu Wei's change is a matter of course! The third prince suppressed his excitement, and carefully looked at Qing Huan's face, trying to find a trace of familiarity or flaws in her words and deeds. It's a pity that he was disappointed, Qing Huan didn't behave in the slightest, and occasionally when his eyes caught him, he was indifferent, as if he didn't recognize him at all.
However, the third prince became more and more convinced of this idea. He couldn't wait to find an opportunity to talk to Qing Huan face to face, tell her about the pain and regrets in his heart these years, and talk about the rest of his life after her death. How sad... He wanted to tell her all his thoughts and feelings!
The emperor was always paying attention to Qing Huan's mood. After she became pregnant, she was a little more lively than usual, and her eyes softened a lot. When she looked at him, she was no longer so cold and indifferent. He drank a few more glasses, and whispered a few words in Qing Huan's ear from time to time, so that everyone could see his love for her.
Qing Huan is neither humble nor overbearing, whether the emperor pleases her or neglects her, she doesn't care. The female ghost Fu Wei wanted a child in her heart, but she didn't want to have a child with the third prince, otherwise how could she choose the emperor. After all, they are connected by blood, and they must be born with a bright future. The wish of female ghost Fu Wei seems simple, but in fact it is not so easy. The child was born, if he lived alone, wouldn't he have wasted his efforts in vain. Fortunately, although the emperor was older, thirty and four, he was born handsome and well-maintained, and his mature masculinity was no worse than that of the third prince.
On the contrary, the third prince, he himself may not have noticed that there is an old soul in his teens living in his body, his appearance may not mean anything, but his eyes can't deceive anyone. As the emperor's bedside person, Qing Huan couldn't be more clear that the emperor gradually became dissatisfied with the third prince, and became even more defensive when he learned that she was pregnant. The third prince didn't even think about it, which teenage boy had his vicissitudes and calculating eyes
Qing Huan smiled lightly, picked up a longan, and was about to peel it by herself, the emperor offered to help, and put the peeled longan into Qing Huan's mouth in front of everyone. Qing Huan didn't want to accept it at first, but couldn't hold back the emperor's insistence, besides, if he ignored it, he would lose face, so he lightly opened his vermilion lips, put it in his mouth, chewed a couple of mouthfuls and swallowed it.
This move made all the concubines look red-eyed, wishing they could pull down the noble concubine and replace her.
This palace banquet can be regarded as announcing the existence of the imperial concubine to the world, but after the banquet, the emperor did not intend to let Qing Huan continue to hang out with the palace concubine. She is cold-tempered and has a child in her belly. A little mistake, no, Jin Chuan was given to Qing Huan just now, and Guang Wei was also left behind.
He got a beauty and a child, so he was in a good mood, so he drank a few cups, and started messing around on the way back to the bedroom after the banquet. On weekdays, he is a little majestic, but he looks like a half-grown child.
Guangwei and Jin Chuan guarded side by side, dripping with cold sweat. They were afraid that His Majesty would fall, and also afraid that His Majesty would not be able to hold on, so they asked the maids and eunuchs to form a circle and follow His Majesty's steps. If His Majesty fell, the eunuchs would help him Hold on, if the empress staggers, the maids will support her, and after going back and forth, she finally made it to the bedroom.
The two of Jin Chuan wiped off their sweat, and after serving the emperor to freshen up, they hurriedly retreated to the outer hall and breathed a sigh of relief.
The emperor was not satisfied, he kept pulling Qing Huan to ask her to talk to him, and asked her to sing a little song for him. Qing Huan saw how cheap the dog emperor was, so she couldn't help but brought rouge and water powder over and put on makeup for him. The emperor was born handsome and mighty, with good skin. After putting on makeup, instead of looking yin and yang, he revealed a delicate beauty. Qing Huan admired it for a while, but regretted not having a camera, otherwise it would be good to take a photo as a souvenir.
The emperor laughed, he was really drunk, so Qing Huan not only didn't struggle when he thrushed him, but was very cooperative. Seeing Qing Huan's face with drunken eyes, and seeing her rare smile on her face, she felt a softness in her heart, grabbed her hand and expressed her heartfelt feelings: "Ah, Ah Wei... I, I can't do it for you. And Jili, but Zhen, Zhen..." He remembered a very important thing, got out of the dragon bed in a daze, rummaged through his dragon robe, and took out an exquisite rectangular brocade box.
When returning to the bed, he didn’t see the road clearly and fell into the mud. He didn’t care, he climbed up again, and opened the brocade box carefully. Inside was a jade hairpin studded with precious stones. Gems, each one is priceless. He widened his drunken eyes, and muttered that he would be a respected guest even if he was a big man, but the ceremony must be simple, then he inserted the gemstone hairpin into the black cloud temples, and smiled like a nympho: "Ah Wei, it's so beautiful .”
Although he is a dog emperor, but tonight he is sincere, Qing Huan can feel it, so he gave the emperor a very appreciative smile. The emperor was so happy that he said something nonsense, and then fell into a deep sleep.
The wine taste is not bad, but the IQ has regressed.
Early the next morning, the emperor woke up refreshed. He still remembered the concubine’s smile at him last night. He didn’t want to call someone in to serve him. Hall, just bumped into a palace lady carrying a water basin head-on.
The copper basin fell to the ground with a bang, water was spilled all over the floor, and the cloth towel fell off. The court lady looked at the emperor as if she had seen a ghost, and then realized that she had committed a serious crime, and quickly knelt down, "This servant deserves to die! Your Majesty, forgive me! Your Majesty, spare me!"
The emperor was in a good mood, and he didn't want to do anything to her, instead of pulling her out early and killing her with a stick.
Qing Huan's soft and slightly hoarse voice came over: "What's the fuss about?"
The emperor hurried back to the inner hall again, before Awei called out, the beauty on the bed burst out laughing. He was taken aback for a moment, and foolishly followed along with the music, and only after he finished the music did he think about asking: "What are you laughing at?"
Qing Huan waved her hand, just kept laughing. The emperor didn't know why she was laughing, so he called Jin Chuan to come in and serve her. As a result, the damned Jin Chuan also looked suffocated when he saw him at a glance. Now the emperor realized that something was wrong. Why did they only react strongly when they saw him? Ask: "Is there anything wrong with me?"
Could it be that he wore his dragon robe backwards? Impossible, even if there is no one to serve him, he will not be disheveled.
Jin Chuan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Your servant is disrespectful, please punish him by Your Majesty."
"I won't punish you, what happened?"
Jin Chuan's voice was strange: "Your Majesty's face..."