In Tangquan Palace, Xiao Yu sat by the window, watching the snow by the steaming soup pool and the snowflakes still flying in the sky.
The warmness of the room contrasted sharply with the freezing cold outside, and the waiter who had just come in quickly covered his face with sweat, but he didn't dare to wipe it, so he respectfully replied to him.
"...The roads are blocked, people on the mountain can't go down, and people from the bottom of the mountain can't come up. We have to wait until tomorrow when the snow stops, and then send someone to clean it up. I'm afraid Her Royal Highness will not be able to come back today."
There was no expression on Xiao Yu's face, he just shook his robe and waved lightly: "I see, I'll go see someone tomorrow morning, let's go."
The servant cupped his hands silently, slowly exited the hall, and closed the door.
With Xu Rong left in the room, Xiao Yu pointed to the other side of the desk at hand and said, "Xu Qing, sit down, there is no one else here, so don't be too restrained."
Xu Rong cupped his hands and answered "Hey", sat down respectfully, and followed the words of the inner servant just now about the Crown Princess, and thought of Zhao Yanzhou who escorted her down the mountain.
"His Royal Highness, Zhao Sizhi's matter... have you checked it out?"
He also remembered that the news of his previous private correspondence with several generals was leaked to the emperor, and his doubts about Zhao Yanzhou never subsided.
Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, remembering what Chu Ning said last time, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "Okay, it's not him, you don't have to think about it."
Xu Rong and Zhao Yanzhou were the two highest-ranking officials in the Eastern Palace. In the past many years, Xu Rong was the only one in power, and later Zhao Yanzhou was added, and there was some discord between the two. In the past two years, Xu Rong has repeatedly targeted and suspected Zhao Yanzhou, which is inseparable from this.
Xiao Yu is not ignorant of these. He had also suspected Zhao Yanzhou before, but when he thought about it later, he felt that Zhao Yanzhou had no reason to do so. Perhaps, it was just that his uncle, who could not figure it out, had other channels.
"Yes, the minister has been thinking too much." Xu Rong mentioned the same thing once or twice, so he couldn't talk more, so he could only turn his words to other places, "In the past two days, it has been spread all over the palace. Now, it is said that the second mother of the Zhao family had an affair with the saint, but was abandoned by the saint, if this word spreads to the ears of General Zhao in Bozhou, I don’t know if it will cause waves.”
"The beginning is messed up and then abandoned?" Xiao Yu couldn't help sneering when he mentioned this. "How do I remember that it was the wife of the Zhao family who blatantly seduced? If it wasn't for the sage's reckless behavior before, I'm afraid he wouldn't have lost such a reputation."
The last time it appeared at the birthday banquet of the Queen Mother Qi, and later on, the incident on the racecourse was already known to everyone, but it was only covered by the sudden appearance of an unknown woman. . This is probably Xiao Kezhi's self-inflicted experience.
When Xu Rong talked about this, he disagreed a little: "The sage's move is a bit hasty. No matter how the Zhao family is, they still hold the Bozhou army. Compared with the Ganzhou army, they are evenly matched, but it is so easy. excuse me."
He always had a little bit of confusion. Sometimes the emperor seemed to be thoughtful and profound, but sometimes he was completely unreasonable, making people feel confused.
Xiao Yu said, "Then who is Zhao Erniang? She was widowed and widowed, but she did not keep mourning for her husband. Instead, she returned to her parents' home, and even seduced the emperor in public. Who can see such a ruthless and sloppy woman. Go? At most, it can be used as a plaything."
Xu Rong glanced at him and swallowed what he was about to say. He knew that Xiao Yu's heart was always the Crown Princess Chu, and with such a beauty by his side, he naturally looked down on others. Even if he has let go before and is willing to use some marriage means for the future, he has never really seen any movement.
Fortunately, if the emperor really has an enemy with the Zhao family, it will be a good thing for the East Palace. The Zhao family, it would be great if they could stand on the side of the East Palace.
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The Seven Saints View in the snowy night is like an isolated island hidden from the world.
The heavy snow rustled, and piled up layers of silvery white, which were crystal clear and gleaming under the bright moonlight.
The house was damp and cold, and the wind and snow came in through the cracks, and it couldn't be resisted.
But people are hot and enthusiastic, hugging tightly together, and if they seem to be separated, they touch and test again.
The ice-cold, slender hosta is mixed with the silky and soft ends of the hair, brushing and brushing from time to time, from top to bottom, from peak to valley, not letting go of a single corner.
"Your Majesty, Sixth Uncle, don't... An Ning is uncomfortable... "
The beauty's eyes were full of tears, and she was about to fall. She looked delicate and timid, but she was actually like a monster.
"Uncomfortable? You should tell the truth when you feel uncomfortable." Xiao Kezhi gritted his teeth, his voice was hoarse and low, as if he couldn't hold back and squeezed out of his teeth, "You tell me, who taught you to be more comfortable and satisfied?"
The lights in the room were on, and the bright yellow candlelight reflected on her pink-white cheeks and undulating body. Even the thin crystals on her eyelashes and the beads of sweat rolling down from the ravines were clearly visible.
Just like a pure water lily that should have closed and slept among the lotus leaves at night, it leaves the waters where it lives under his teasing. passion.
The lotus on the veil, the lotus on the robe, and the lotus lantern floating in the hot spring pool, all flashed before his eyes one by one, and finally turned into this one in front of him. | Ru, I wish I could hold it in my heart and love it.
"It's Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Her voice was crying, and her lips were bitten so delicately, she just hoped that he could spare her.
But he seemed to have infinite patience, but he didn't let her wish, and still restrained her and couldn't escape.
"To be clear, what makes you comfortable and what makes you satisfied?"
The beauty was forced to look ashamed and embarrassed, like a haze. She closed her eyes, and there were more thin crystals on her eyelashes: "Your Majesty—anywhere is fine, anywhere makes Aning comfortable..."
But he was still dissatisfied with what she said was obviously perfunctory, and he still insisted on forcing her to say it more clearly: "Make it clear, don't use this to bluff me."
She couldn't, so she had to follow his words seriously and compare them in her heart.
In front of her, Xiao Yu has always been gentle, and even more gloomy. In the bed at night, when he faced her, he was so out of control that he couldn't help himself, but the more so, the more she could feel the calmness and indifference in her heart. As time went by, when she was with him, she became more and more separated from her own body, and she only stood silently watching herself and him.
Xiao Kezhi is indeed different.
Probably because he grew up in a military camp, he is stronger, more heroic, and more powerful than others. Although he is stern, but not sinister, the momentum revealed invisibly and the care that is inadvertently revealed also make her unable to be distracted, and she can only devote herself to it.
Many details suddenly poured into my mind, intertwined into a circulating picture.
"Your Majesty, you don't need Aning to serve, and you don't need Aning to flatter... It won't hurt the people around Aning..."
She murmured almost unconsciously, her voice rising from low to high, and the sound of crying again, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suppressed in the past, and the tears that had been stuck in the corners of her eyes finally rolled down.
His movements stopped, and his rough fingertips rubbed the teardrops from the corner of her eyes, only to smash one, and then drop another, until his fingers were all wet.
"Don't cry."
The fierceness just now gradually subsided, and he let go of the restraint and wanted to hold her gently in his arms.
But she sat up unexpectedly and pushed him down, blushing with tears on her face, even the tip of her nose was wet and red, but her tone of voice was vicious: "Don't force me again, otherwise, I'll say you don't have him. it is good."
He was stunned for a moment, looked at her above, and smiled all of a sudden. He didn't forget that she was tough, and even if she was fragile, it passed quickly.
"Good Ning."
For the first time, he was willing to not be so strong, but to lie down obediently and let her lead.
More fun than he expected.
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It was late at night, the wind and snow gradually stopped, and the vast world in the suburbs was wrapped in silver and picturesquely quiet.
From time to time, snow fell from the eaves and treetops, hitting the snow on the ground, making a muffled pop.
The candles in the wing have been burned out, and the damp and cold air hits from the darkness, wrapping people tightly.
The two hugged each other, their skins touching each other, and they were wrapped in a quilt that was rough but clean, just to keep out the cold.
Chu Ning felt that she was more tired than the previous few times, and even Xiao Kezhi packed her up for her and hugged her tightly to the bed, and she couldn't remember the process of being confused. At this time, I finally felt that I was no longer cold, and I gradually woke up and remembered that it was time to go back.
"Your Majesty, it's time for Aning to go."
She pressed one hand against his chest and tried to stand up, but he stopped her.
"Don't go, it's outside, it's okay to stay." The situation of being trapped at the foot of the mountain made Xiao Kezhi feel reckless and just wanted to leave her to sleep together.
"There are other people in the sight..." Chu Ning thought about the Taoist priest in the observation, the guards he brought, and even Zhao Yanzhou, still he didn't dare to relax too much.
He stared at her with burning eyes, his eyes full of comfort and leisure: "Good boy, don't be afraid, no one will come here if I am here."
He was so sure that he had already arranged it. She was too tired to move, so she stopped insisting, leaned back into his arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
But his low voice came again.
"Who is the one who escorted you down the mountain today?"
Her consciousness was hazy, she thought slowly for a moment, then squinted her eyes and murmured, "It's Zhao Sizhi."
"He's very close to you?" He stared at her troubled face in the faint moonlight, his expression a little heavy.
In fact, before she came over, he quietly went to see it once, but he didn't expect to see a young and handsome man standing outside her door, bowing his head and talking to her.
Although there is a threshold between the two, no matter their eyes or expressions, they can see that they are familiar. Especially when they were holding the same soup pottery, they became even more close.
He suddenly felt a pang of displeasure.
Even though she knew that she was not a woman who showed mercy, she still couldn't help but want to ask clearly.
It's just that Chu Ning was still chaotic, rubbed his face against his chest twice, and muttered, "Come close, he's a brother..."
After saying this, she gradually came back to her senses, her mind became clear, and when she opened her eyes, she met his unpleasant face.
It turned out that he was angry about this before.