Hongli waited for a while behind the screen, the tea became cold, and his body started to get cold.
"Damn it," he murmured, "why haven't you come yet?"
As soon as the voice fell, the door opened.
A person walked in lightly, the footsteps were as soft as a cat, and if you were not careful, you could not hear them.
"Why are you so careful?" Hongli imagined the other party's uneasy expression at the moment, and he couldn't help but laugh, "Come here!"
The footsteps paused, and then trotted over.
After seeing the other party clearly, the smile on Hongli's face suddenly disappeared: "Who are you?"
The one holding the clothes in front of him was a handsome little eunuch.
Being attacked by Hongli, he stammered back: "Back to the emperor, it was Sister Yingluo who asked me to come..."
"Where is she?" Hongli raised his eyes, looked past him and looked out the door, and said sternly, "Wei Yingluo, I asked you to change, but you pretended to be someone else, did you really eat the guts of a bear's heart and a leopard? Come in by yourself! "
There was a sigh from outside the door.
The little eunuch scrambled out the door, returned the clothes in his hands to Wei Yingluo, and said with a small face, "Sister Yingluo, you should send it to the emperor, I, I will take a step first..."
After finishing speaking, she left in a hurry without waiting for Wei Yingluo to reply.
Wei Yingluo shook her head at his back. She didn't push the matter to him, it was the little eunuch who was motivated and offered to serve the emperor for her. Now it seems that this way of progress is really not that easy.
"Your Majesty." Yingluo knocked on the door helplessly, "The servant has come in."
Undressing in plain hands, the layers of the regular clothes are peeled off like layers of peeled fruit. Under the peel is the mouth-watering flesh. Under the regular clothes is the body of a man coveted by the women of the harem.
Even through a layer of underwear, I can still feel the strength of this body.
Although it is not as muscular as a bodyguard, it has smooth lines without a trace of fat, and exudes a pleasant fragrance, not the charming incense of a woman, like sandalwood but not sandalwood, like ink and ink, a kind of The breath of long-term desk work.
Unfolding the clean clothes in her hands, Yingluo changed clothes for the man in front of her without saying a word. Just as she put the clothes on his shoulders, he suddenly pulled her right hand into his arms.
A cold thin lips pressed against her ear, warm breath, and cold words: "Tell me, what do you want when you approach Fu Heng?"
Wei Yingluo's cheeks turned slightly red, whether it was because of shame or anger: "Your Majesty, this servant doesn't understand what you mean!"
With a chuckle, a man's hand lifted her chin.
"You don't have to be pretentious, I have already seen through this beautiful skin." Hongli pinched her chin and looked down at her with a smile, "Fu Heng was born in a famous family, and his character is precious, and you approached him deliberately to get rid of him. Slave Ji, became the wife of honorable and noble. But don't forget, Fu Heng is my brother-in-law, and the Fucha family is even a confidant. I will never let a woman like you have any relationship with the Fucha family. "
Yingluo was a little resistant to his touch at first, but after hearing what he said, she simply stopped struggling. She raised her head and looked at him, and asked instead, "This servant has never thought of flying to the branches, and I don't know that the emperor is like this. Where did the idea come from? The servants don’t understand. From the very beginning, the emperor hated the servants very much. Why?”
Hongli was stunned, and quickly said with a cold face: "Because you are arrogant and rude, and your face is disgusting!"
"Your Majesty treats Er Qingming Yudu with a friendly face, just because the servants are not respectful enough, so he hates them so much?" Yingluo looked at him suspiciously.
In the palace, although she didn't like Hongli, she didn't want to be targeted by him. It would be nice if she could know why he hated her. She would find a way to change the relationship between the two, even if he couldn't make him like her, At least don't look at it twice...
Looking at her, Hongli stared at her for a long time, until the hand holding her chin slowly relaxed and touched her cheek.
"Your Majesty?" Such an ambiguous touch made Yingluo even more terrified than violent treatment. She quickly turned her face away and avoided the opponent's hand.
When his hand was empty, Hongli was silent for a moment, and then like a volcano erupting in silence, he reached out again, but instead of touching Yingluo's cheek, he followed the trend and peeled off the first button on her clothes.
"...you want to fly up the branches, wouldn't it be better to come and beg me?" His knuckled fingers slowly fell and landed on the second button, Hongli said in a low voice, "I can give you everything you want..."
With a plop, Yingluo almost collapsed to her knees on the ground.
After banging her head a few times, she even trembled in her voice, and said with her face to the ground: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love, Yingluo people are very lucky and don't dare to climb high."
Hongli looked down at her condescendingly.
Seeing the pair of bright yellow dragon boots approaching him, Yingluo almost crawled backwards with both hands and feet, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, she knocked down the screen behind her.
The screen fell to the ground with a bang, and Li Yu quietly opened the door a crack: "Your Majesty?"
"Your Majesty!" Yingluo kowtowed at him a few more times, "The Queen is next door! She is still pregnant!"
Hongli stretched out her hand and paused in the air.
At the same time, the queen's eyelashes trembled in the bedroom, and she woke up leisurely.
"What was that sound just now?" she asked, turning her head.
"The emperor has just arrived." Er Qing rolled up the tent, "I accidentally splashed my clothes, Yingluo went to serve, perhaps—"
She stopped abruptly, but her eyes wandered, her teeth bit her lip, and she seemed to stop talking.
"Er Qing." The Queen said, "You have served Ben Gong for so many years, what can't you say?"
Erqing sighed, adjusted her body for the queen and greeted the pillow, and said softly, "Now that you are pregnant, some people are starting to get restless. The empress should be vigilant."
The queen frowned: "Are you doubting Yingluo?"
Erqing was used to observing her words and expressions. Seeing her unpleasantness, she immediately changed her tone: "The servant is naturally not suspicious of Yingluo! Although she has been in the palace for a while, but she has always been loyal to the Queen, how can she have two hearts?"
The queen's expression softened.
"Yingluo doesn't have a heart, so others won't be ready to make a move." Er Qing observed her expression while pondering her words, "If Niangniang has the heart to promote, she can recommend Yingluo to the emperor as a solid favorite. After all, she Those who go out from Changchun Palace will also become the empress's arms by reciting the affection of the Queen's concubine."
These words seem to be for the queen, and even for Yingluo's sake, but in fact it is an outright alienation scheme.
Seeing the change in the Queen's face, Erqing was overjoyed and was about to add another spoonful of oil to the fire, when she heard the door behind her open, and Yingluo's laughter came from afar: "Miss awake?"
I saw Yingluo came in with a bunch of orchids in her arms. The orchids were fresh and dripping, and the crystal dewdrops rolled down along the leaves. She walked to a thin-necked vase on the table, and while replacing the old flowers in the vase, she said casually: " I quarreled with the queen just now, a little eunuch accidentally broke the screen, and the emperor lost his temper and left in a rage."
"I see." The queen looked at her back thoughtfully, "Bengong thought something happened."
With her back to her, Yingluo carefully played with the flowers: "The biggest thing in Changchun Palace now is the mother's miscarriage. There is nothing more important than this."
The queen looked at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Yingluo, someone proposed to this palace to dedicate you to the emperor, are you willing?"
As soon as the hand playing with the flowers stopped, Wei Yingluo slowly turned her head to stare at Erqing, her gaze was like a thorn, which made Erqing's eyes hurt.
"... Niangniang." Yingluo retracted her gaze, knelt down to the queen and said, "The servant is not willing."
"Why?" The queen leaned on the pillow, crossed her hands on her slightly bulging belly, and smiled at her, "You have always been arrogant and arrogant. If you become a concubine, you will no longer be bullied by others."
Er Qing's eyes moved, and she immediately said to her: "Yingluo, this is the grace of the Empress, and others can't ask for it! Think carefully before answering, everyone will treat you differently when you leave Changchun Palace! "
Another distance meter.
At this time, as long as Yingluo said yes, or even hesitated a little, a thorn could be stabbed in the queen's heart. With Erqing's daily reminder, this thorn will kill Yingluo sooner or later.
Yingluo glanced at her and said coldly, "Thank you Erqing for this kindness, but this servant can't bear it."
Er Qing's complexion changed, knowing that her plan had been seen through by the other party, she simply did not retreat but advanced, accusing: "You haven't always been loyal to the empress, and now the empress is pregnant and cannot be served in bed, if you serve the emperor on your behalf, Isn't that the greatest Jin Zhong?"
Yingluo shook her head, but instead took this opportunity to confess to the queen: "The queen's concubine's kindness to the servant is as deep as the sea, and the servant is shattered to pieces, and there is no way to repay, but if the servant really becomes a concubine, if she is not favored, how can she be loyal? Chong, there must be children, and after a long time, selfishness is born, can you still be loyal to the empress? This is public, as for selfishness..."
She paused, looking at the queen with admiration, the truth rolling inside, clearer than the dew on the orchid.
"...Speaking of arrogance, in the hearts of slaves, the Empress is not only a master, but also a teacher, and more like a slave's sister." Yingluo said gently, looking at her closest people like a child, like a lonely whale swimming all over the country In the sea, another whale was finally found, "The slave swears that he will be loyal to his mother all his life, the emperor is your husband, the person you like most in your heart, everyone in the world can be a concubine, but I can't... I would rather Death will not betray you!"
The queen stared at her.
She has a prominent background, but the more tangled the family, the colder the family, so affectionate, not to mention the brothers and sisters in the family, even Hongli never gave her...
After all, no matter how Hongli values her, she won't be alone in her entire life, but in Yingluo's heart, she is the only one, the only master, the only master, and the only... sister.
"... Yingluo, come here." The queen sighed and waved to her.
Yingluo walked on her knees in front of her, and she was so close that the Queen realized that there were tears in her eyes, like a child who was wronged but refused to speak.
The queen's heart softened suddenly, and she gently stroked her cheek: "Don't worry, this palace will not let you become a concubine, that's your fault, one day, this palace will give you a beautiful marriage in person. "
Yingluo rubbed her fingers like a small animal, and smiled with tears: "Thank you for your kindness."