At night, there are a lot of stars, and the palace occupies a wider area, with heavy eaves and carved beams, magnificent and magnificent, and night guards are staggered and guarded.
In the imperial study room, the clear smoke from the furnace enters people's nose slightly.
The bright red ink is stained with the tip of the top wolf hair pen, and the tip of the pen lightly falls on the snow-white skin, and it outlines a delicate peony flower, graceful and luxurious.
On the beautiful facial features of the painting man, his phoenix eyes are slightly squinted, with some fascinating, cold charm, arrogant nose, thin lips, evil outlines, a squiggly and moving smile, and a black silk like brocade. Smooth like silk, with a hosta casually tied behind his head, the stunning Ling Han is even more beautiful than a woman.
After a while, the beautiful man threw away the wolf in his hand, a cold charm flashed across Jun's face, his eyes staying on the smooth jade back, there was no feeling at all, he just watched quietly.
"Looking at the appearance of the prince, I seem to be very satisfied with today's peony flowers?" The beauty next to me dressed up as a court lady, asked softly: "I heard that Xiaoyao Wang loves painting peony flowers and never uses rice paper. Why is this? "
The handsome man looked relaxed and said with a wicked smile: "How rice paper compares to the skin of a beautiful woman. The skin of this beautiful woman is the best rice paper in the world..."
"So, Lord..." The woman said shyly, lowering her head without putting on any clothes. She stepped forward without clothes covering her body. She wandered across the man's chest with her slender fingers. She really didn't expect her luck to be so good. Tonight Just as he was on duty in the Imperial Study Room, I ran into Xiaoyao King. He was really as handsome as the rumors. She must seize the opportunity of flying on a branch to become a phoenix, because there is only one chance like this.
The man's mouth raised a cynical smile, and he pulled her close to his arms, thinking about kissing Fangze—the eunuch outside the house suddenly preached: “The emperor is here—” The maid was taken aback when she heard it, and quickly pulled her clothes, panicking. The appearance of wanting to escape from the arms of the man.
However, the man was calm and unrestrained, he was a wild and unruly appearance, his hands were tight, and he did not intend to let the palace maid leave.
A pair of yellow dragon boots walked slowly, wearing a golden brocade robe, embroidered with a purple-gold dragon roaring nine days picture, dark flowers and auspicious clouds as the edge, white silk and satin as the lining, ink-like hair draped behind the head, wearing The purple gold crown looked extremely handsome, his face was like a jade crown, his eyebrows were like swords, his eyes were like cold stars, and he glanced at a pair of figures not far away, his face instantly gloomy.
"Yu Wenxuan, you are becoming more and more presumptuous!" Yu Wenrui's low voice sounded. In fact, he and Yu Wenxuan were not born of the same mother, but Yu Wenxuan's biological mother passed away when he was young. It may be brought up by my own queen, perhaps because the mothers are different. Even if they grow up together, their personality and appearance are quite different, one is cold, one is beautiful, one is cold, and the other is evil.
"Brother emperor, the younger brother is just a beauty in his arms, I can't help it!" Yu Wenxuan said evilly, the smile on the corner of his mouth thicker.
Yu Wenrui didn't speak, standing with his hands behind him, his black eyes half-squinted, looking at Yu Wenxuan, he was tall and domineering. In fact, Yu Wenxuan also participated in the battle for the throne. After he succeeded, he has always arranged for his confidant to be by his side. In recent years, he has done nothing except cynicism and rolling among women.
"Brother Emperor, since you already have three thousand beauties in the harem, why don't you give this maid to me?" Yu Wenxuan raised his eyebrows and asked.
Yu Wenrui remained silent, but he already had an answer in his heart. As long as he continued like this, there would be no threat to him, not to mention one court lady, ten him would not matter.
Seeing that the emperor didn't speak yet, Yu Wenxuan smiled evilly, and then joked: "The courtier knows that only the emperor can enter the eyes of the emperor. No, it should be the empress."
As soon as Situ Yan said, Yu Wenrui's expression softened a little, "This palace lady will give it to you if you like it, but you can't go crazy for the post-season ceremony three days later."
"The courtier thanked the emperor brother." Yu Wenxuan looked at the joy in the eyes of the maid in her arms, and a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed with an imperceptible look.
Yu Wenrui glanced at Yu Wenxuan coldly, his lips opened slightly, and said, "Wen Xuan, are others here?"
"The four emperors have entered the palace today, and the big emperor is still on the road. After all, his legs are inconvenient and he will naturally be slower." Yu Wenxuan said calmly, but his tone revealed a certain emotion.
"The courtier will not bother the emperor brother, and the courtier will retire." Yu Wenxuan smiled faintly, hugged the court lady, and retired respectfully.
Yu Wenrui was the only one left in the entire Imperial Study. He strode to the table, but his eagle eyes were shining, thinking about the figure sitting in a wheelchair. It looked unfathomable and no one could think about his thoughts...