Outside the platform, Chu Ning and Cui He were about to quietly return to the banquet, when suddenly there was a low voice in the shadow of the corner.
"His Royal Highness—His Royal Highness, please stay!"
The voice was a bit familiar, Chu Ning thought about it, and immediately remembered that it was an internal servant who carried her to the Nectar Palace that night in the East Palace.
She hurriedly stopped and walked towards the corner.
Fortunately, the fireworks will be set off in a while, and the guests all stay at the press station looking forward to it, and almost no one comes here.
"I don't know what's wrong with the inner officer?" She asked Cui He to watch here, while she took the inner servant to a darker place for two steps, only to realize that there were three people behind him, as if they had something important to do.
The waiter looked embarrassed, and let the person behind him come over with a suit of clothes, and hesitantly explained: "His Royal Highness, this, this, please change your clothes, the saint is waiting in Chongming Pavilion..."
Chu Ning was stunned for a moment, and took a closer look at the clothes in front of him through the weak light, only to realize that it was actually the dress of a maid in the palace!
Rao was how bold she was and how she let go, she couldn't help but blushed.
Naturally, she had heard that some powerful people liked to play different tricks in the room, and it was not surprising that a woman could pretend to be someone like an actor.
But she never imagined that Xiao Kezhi would let her do such a thing at such a time! There are so many pairs of eyes watching outside, and if you are not careful, your identity will be revealed.
As the emperor, he naturally didn't have so many scruples, but she, the princess, had to be cautious. If it really happened, it would be her who would be blamed by countless people.
This is obviously his intention to tease her.
There was a chill on her back, and she lowered her head and bit her lips without saying a word. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out her hand, took the clothes, and went into the dark room next to her to change her clothes.
She never embarrassed herself, let alone troubled herself. She saw the relationship with him clearly from the beginning, and each got what he needed. Since he was the superior, she had to recognize her own identity. As long as she hoped to achieve her goal, she didn't care about anything else.
On the contrary, the waiters waiting outside all looked at each other in dismay. They always felt that the princess had misunderstood something.
After a while, Chu Ning came out of the dark room, took the hat handed over by one of them and put it on, completely covering his face, and then dressed as a maid, just like a delicate and pretty little palace maid, anyone could recognize her. Not to mention she is the dignified and beautiful Crown Princess Chu.
The servants surrounded her in the middle and hurried towards the direction of Chongming Pavilion, until before stepping into the pavilion, one of them whispered in her ear: "His Royal Highness forgives your sins, the saint only asks His Highness to come, this suit of clothes. It was Master Liu who made the preparations, and I was really afraid that people would see it, so I had to resort to this..."
She stopped to ask another question, but Liu Kang, who was guarding inside, had already walked over quickly, muttering in a low voice, "It's okay to offend you," while leading the servants out, closing the door from the outside.
I'm afraid something really happened.
Doubts flashed in her heart, she looked up at the steps in front of her, gritted her teeth and climbed up step by step.
The candlelight on the second floor was dim, and beside the screen, a spacious low couch was placed not far from the window. Several cases on the couch had been removed, leaving only a few soft cushions.
The tall and burly man leaned on the couch and closed his eyes, his face was hidden in the shadows, so that people couldn't see his expression, and he could only see the tension in his body from the movement of his grip on the armrest beside him.
The window beside the couch was slightly open, and the sound of laughter and singing and dancing from below was unobstructed into the pavilion.
But this hot room seemed to be covered with an invisible veil, filtering out all those noisy sounds. There was a strange silence between the two people who were sitting and standing.
Probably when he heard the sound on the wooden steps, Xiao Kezhi sat up slowly from the couch, his originally hazy face was finally exposed under the candlelight, and a pair of red bloodshot eyes looked to the side.
"Who? Get out!"
His voice was hoarse to the extreme, as if he was desperately suppressing something. Although his face was flushed, his eyes were full of anger, which was chilling.
He asked Liu Kang to bring "her", the old thing probably didn't understand at all, so he just got him a maid!
His mind was already entangled by that ray of soul-enchanting fragrance, but seeing that it wasn't "she" in front of him, he still subconsciously resisted.
But the "maid" did not step back in panic, but approached step by step calmly.
"Get back!" he yelled, breathing heavily, "You—"
Before the words were finished, a gust of wind blew in outside the window, and lifted the tulle on the cap to a corner.
A beautiful and familiar face flashed past his eyes, stopping his movements.
"Your Majesty, it's Aning." She said softly, knelt down on the footrest beside the couch, and placed one hand lightly on his knee.
"A Ning..."
He stretched out his hand to remove the veil on the hood and caressed her jade-white face. The chaotic clouds in his mind gathered and dispersed for a while.
"Ah Ning..."
He called again and instinctively pulled her up and let her sit on his lap, the veil hanging down to cover her face again.
"Why are you dressed like this?" He held her shoulders with one hand, and caressed her face through the tulle with the other, his whole body tense, and his hoarse voice was full of burning heat, as if he could swallow her alive in the next moment.
"If you don't change to be a maid, how can An Ning dare to come up? I don't dare to be recognized..." She also reached out and stroked his cheek, her cool fingertips touching his hot face, causing him to sigh, "Your Majesty What's going on here?"
After waiting for a long time, the beauty was finally in his arms. At the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, it was as if the drought had been raining for a long time. No longer suppressing himself, he simply stood up with her slender waist and suddenly pressed her against the window by the window. On the pillar, he bit her lips through the tulle: "What's wrong with me, don't you know? Wearing a maid's dress, why don't you serve me well?"
She was bitten by him and whispered, and then caressed the back of his neck as if soothing, intermittently but softly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Aning... Then serve Your Majesty well..."
As she said that, her hand slipped into the placket along his neck.
He stiffened and couldn't help grabbing her wrist, as if to pull the hand away, but in the end he pressed her tighter.
Outside the window, the fireworks soared up amid the cheers of the crowd, and exploded in the dark, like blooming flowers, projecting bursts of dazzling light.
The tulle was lifted again, and he stared down at her, seeing the dazzling fireworks reflected in her moist and bright eyes.
"A Ning..."
Another low voice overflowed from his lips, quickly drowned in the noise.
He couldn't help leaning over to kiss the clusters of fireworks in her eyes, and the dams built high in his heart seemed to be swept away by a silent wave.
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Different from the jubilation at the banquet, the side hall was still sparsely populated and seemed a bit lonely.
Zhao Yu'e pinpointed the time, and estimated that it had been nearly two minutes since the emperor entered the palace, and the effect of the incense must have already occurred, so she walked towards the vicinity alone.
Her heart was pounding, and the closer she got, the more nervous she became. It was only when she clearly saw that several of the servants in front of the imperial court were still standing respectfully outside the palace, she breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the emperor is still inside.
She took a deep breath, put on a panicked and aggrieved expression, rushed to the door, and cried, "Your Majesty, Yu Niang has something to ask for!"
Several chamberlains glanced at each other, and invariably stepped forward to stop them.
"Miss Zhao, the sage is still resting, don't disturb him rashly."
Zhao Yu'e's eyes flashed, and she simply knelt on the ground and called out again, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Yuniang's brother has a note to present to His Majesty!"
She had already made up her mind, if the incense worked, Xiao Kezhi should let her in at this time.
But there was no sound in the hall.
On the contrary, the two servants at the door no longer stopped her, but said coldly, "Is Mrs. Zhao all right?"
Zhao Yu'e was startled, but she still maintained the original expression on her face and did not reveal any flaws: "Why did the two internal officials say this?"
The two of them looked at each other, and without explaining much, they directly lifted her up from left to right and sent her into the hall.
"Miss Zhao, I'm sorry, the saint is no longer in the temple. If Lady Zhao really wants to see the saint, she might as well wait patiently here."
After all, without waiting for her to react, he closed the door tightly from the outside.
Zhao Yu'e fell to the ground, looked around, and sure enough, she didn't see half a person, that's why she was really flustered.
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At the banquet at Getai, countless princes and nobles stood in the middle, looking up at the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky, cheering endlessly.
Fireworks are born out of flying fire. Flying fire is often used to siege cities, and its power is huge, far superior to ordinary fire attacks. Because of the existence of this weapon, countless surrounding countries and tribes are afraid of Great Liang.
Fireworks are set off on the New Year's Day, not only to create a cheerful and lively atmosphere, but also to take the opportunity to let the envoys experience the prosperity and power of the Great Liang, so as to play a shocking role.
Especially since the new king was replaced this year, Liwei is even more needed. Rao is one of Xiao Ke, who is always frugal, and also specially instructed that the fireworks festival should be held even more grandly than in previous years.
At this time, the night sky was shining brightly, and the stars fell like rain, making everyone amazed and fascinated.
However, in the crowd, a maid hurried past, stopped beside Qi Chenxiang, and said in a low voice, "Miss, Zhao Erniang entered the sage's side hall!"
The smile on Qi Chenxiang's face froze, and she immediately turned to ask, "When did it happen?"
"That's it!" The maid spoke with a little panting, apparently hurried to report, "As soon as the slave heard the news, she came to tell the lady!"
Outside the palace, no one would have dared to stay for too long, but Zhao Yu'e's calls were not small, as if they were intentionally attracting attention, which made many people watch her enter the palace, and then watch The door was closed.
She, a young and beautiful widow, came into the hall crying and crying. The emperor was a man of vigor and blood. If nothing would happen, no one would believe her.
After Qi Chenxiang listened to the maid's statement, the smile on her face finally completely subsided.
She remembered what the queen mother said to her, and realized that she didn't need to waste too much emotion on Zhao Yu'e, but when she heard such a thing, she still couldn't help being angry.
She doesn't like Zhao Yu'e's shameless manners, nor does she like her future Langjun approaching other women so casually, not to mention the various hypnosis that people around her keep instilling in her. In general -
She is an ordinary little lady, why should she be so angry? Is it just because she has always been modest and generous, respectful and courteous
She bit her lip and glanced at the empty seat of the Queen Mother Qi, only to feel that the depression was hard to relieve, so she had to ask on the spot.
But he only took two steps, but he heard an envoy from a vassal state in the Western Regions suddenly plopped down and knelt in the direction of Chongming Pavilion, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty! Endless! I wish to be attached to Great Liang and listen to His Majesty’s orders!”
His voice fell, and several envoys around him exchanged glances, and they also knelt down, followed by bowing their heads and praising their virtues.
The purpose of this firework has been achieved.
The princes and nobles were attracted by the movement here, and they also looked up at the Chongming Pavilion, calling out "Your Majesty Shengming".
In the tens of thousands of calls one after another, the slightly open window on the Chongming Pavilion was completely pushed open from the inside. Xiao Kezhi, who should have been in the side hall, stood by the window and glanced at the eyes of everyone. Couldn't hold my breath.
But in his arms, he was holding a slender woman wearing a maid's dress.