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Jealous
Thinking that Sang Yu might be waiting for her to go back to eat, and knowing that she had gone to another palace, and she didn't know how to feel sad, Emperor Zhou Wu frowned and his footsteps became more rapid. He was in a rush with the palace behind him, but Changxi, who was single with martial arts, could barely keep up with him.
When he walked to the gate of Bixiao Palace, he stopped, a feeling of guilty conscience surged across his chest. If Sangyu heard that he had called Wu Cai to bed, would he be angry or jealous, would he ignore him?
"The emperor, are you still going in?" Changxi was dizzy by the emperor and had to ask aloud.
"Go in." Emperor Zhou Wu shook his head and laughed, and stepped into the palace gate. The Buddha said that fear is caused by love, and worry is caused by love. This is true. His dignified emperor would have fears. He had known that he shouldn't go to Yufu Palace, even if he didn't have any beautiful thoughts in his heart.
He made a silent gesture to the on-duty eunuch, and walked straight to the side hall. When he got closer, he heard Sang Yu’s silver bell-like laughter. The guilty conscience and worries in his chest disappeared instantly, and he flew diagonally into the temple’s thick eyebrows. He wrinkled hard, unconsciously speeding up.
Without the emperor, Empress Concubine De lived very well. The emperor's pride must have been hurt. Seeing the master's steps are messy and hurried, Changxi shook his head secretly, and kept pace.
In Bixiao Palace, Er Bao squatted on a small round table with a bowl of minced meat porridge at his feet. Meng Sangyu held a piece of meat in his hand. It shook in front of him, and his little head turned around with the meat, dark. His small eyes are filled with desire. Meng Sangyu leaned the piece of meat close, and immediately opened his mouth to bite, but it bit empty and grunted aggrievedly.
Meng Sangyu chuckled and laughed, and then put the meat into the bowl of Er Bao who was about to cry.
"Didn't I say that it was not allowed to enter the temple?" Emperor Zhou Wu stood at the door for a long time. Seeing that Sang Yu hadn't noticed his arrival, he finally couldn't help but open his mouth to break the joyful atmosphere in the temple.
"The concubine has seen the emperor." Meng Sangyu was startled, and quickly put down his chopsticks and walked to the door to salute.
Emperor Zhou Wu moved his fingertips, but did not reach out to help as usual, but went straight past her, paced to the side of the round table, and stared at Er Bao on the table with a deep expression. Er Bao was very afraid of this powerful man, curled up and trembled.
"Throw it back to Cat and Dog Fang," Emperor Zhou Wu coldly ordered to Changxi.
As promised, Changxi stepped forward and picked up Er Bao. Er Bao shrank his neck in fear, his eyes were watery and he looked so pitiful.
"Don't throw it away," Meng Sangyu stepped forward and shouted sharply.
Changxi froze and looked up at the emperor hesitantly.
"I said throw it out, did you hear me?" Emperor Zhou Wu's voice was cold.
Changxi nodded, avoiding Concubine De's sight and walked outside the hall.
"I just want to find someone to eat with me. Isn't this okay?" Meng Sangyu knew that the man's order could not be disobeyed, and his tone immediately softened. The black and white eyes of the phoenix were filled with water vapor, and he looked straight at the man. The loneliness contained in it makes me feel sad.
Emperor Zhou Wu immediately relented. He hurriedly stepped forward and took her into his arms, gently patted her back and pressed her thin lips in a dull voice, "Okay, I won't drive it away, I just told Changxi to take it. Go outside the temple."
Changxi knew the opportunity and hurriedly handed Er Bao to Bishui and Yin Cui. The two were overjoyed and took Er Bao and hurried away, lest the emperor suddenly changed his mind. Because the emperor didn't like Er Bao, the master seldom had the opportunity to get in touch with Er Bao, but they took care of Er Bao more, so naturally they couldn't bear to throw it away.
Meng Sangyu rubbed his cheek against the man's broad and warm chest, and a successful smile opened at the corner of his mouth. She knew that men like her very much.
Emperor Zhou Wu saw her shrinking in his arms like a cat, crying and crying with love and pity, he could not help tightening his arms and hugging her tighter, while kissing her on the top of the hair, he said softly, "I want to accompany her. Is there me?
Meng Sangyu's eyes were dim, she pushed his chest, and said with a smile, "So many women, will the emperor come with me and the concubines will not bother the emperor"
Emperor Zhou Wu was stunned for a moment, lowered his head to look at her expression, and saw that her eyebrows were slightly raised, her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and her expression seemed unpleasant. Even though she smiled again and again, he hugged her slender waist harder and harder. Sangyu is so cute
Hearing the strong powdery smell on the man's body, Meng Sangyu's heart burst into flames, struggling harder, her pink and pretty face flushed, her eyes glowing black. "Get up, what smells so bad?" She beat the man's thick chest, her delicate brows curled into a ball.
Emperor Zhou Wu lowered his head and sniffed his shoulders for a moment, his laughter became stronger, "I didn't do anything, so I came back with a scent, trust me." He laughed and kissed Sang Yu's cheek, seeing Sang Yu Hidden left and right, and finally simply buried his face in his chest, and immediately burst into laughter.
The corners of the eyes of Mother Feng and Changxi were twitching, and they were hesitating to clear the court, but they heard the emperor's voice calling out, "Prepare water, I want to take a bath"
Changxi and Mother Feng hurriedly agreed, and immediately called for a bucket of water to come in. Emperor Zhou Wu hugged Sang Yu horizontally, walked quickly into the inner hall, waited for the palace to retreat, and couldn't wait to kiss Sang Yu's red mouth, the muffled laughter finally stopped abruptly. Sang Yu's performance today greatly pleased him. Although Sang Yu refused to admit it and didn't face it, he knew that she didn't feel at all about herself.
Meng Sangyu's lips were tossed and sucked by the man, and the back of his head was pressed hard by the man. He couldn't breathe. He slapped the side of the bath barrel indiscriminately. When he touched the scoop, he immediately scooped a scoop of water and poured his head down at him.
The warm water couldn't stop the man from asking for it frantically. When he finally felt satisfied, he let go of the woman's sweet lips, wiped the water drops on his face and laughed.
Why does this smile show a silly air? If there is a tail behind it, I am afraid it will be shaken. Meng Sangyu blinked, thinking about it unconditionally.
Seeing her uneasy, Emperor Zhou Wu's thin lips twitched, he picked her up and threw her into the tub, then stepped in too, severely restrained her slender waist, and hung his head again to hook her sweet tongue.
Meng Sangyu was still struggling hard at first, and then he was lost in the man's lingering kiss, and grabbed his shoulder to actively respond.
Emperor Zhou Wu's eyes darkened, and she peeled off her damp clothes layer by layer, found the tight and warm place, and gently stroked with his fingertips. Meng Sangyu groaned, unwilling to show weakness, took off the man's clothes, and scratched his thick back.
The little thing Manano smiled secretly, and she patted her round buttocks, twisted her slender waist, and stepped forward. The extreme pleasure struck, the water in the tub kept surging, wet a large area in the hall, heavy breathing, high moaning, and dull low roar, making the waiting palace outside the hall turn red.
When the water turned cold, Emperor Zhou Wu picked up the fragile woman, rolled into the couch and continued to fight, until the heavens on the moon reached the ultimate hall with a sigh.
Both hairs were damp, regardless of their adhesion, the strong musky fragrance permeated the air for a long time. Meng Sangyu lazily raised his arm and pushed the man who was still pressing on him.
"The emperor, hungry," she whispered, her tone unconsciously imposing a spoiled feeling.
As soon as the voice fell, an abdominal bell sounded in the hall, and Meng Sangyu's ear tips quickly congested.
Emperor Zhou Wu raised his eyebrows, his forehead pressed against Sang Yu's forehead and laughed dullly, and he could not stop seeing her face sullen.
"I will help dress." He squeezed the hot female earlobe lovingly, and took care of them carefully.
Seeing that the man was only wearing flimsy clothes and trousers, he was busy around him, even bending down to lift himself and put on embroidered shoes, Meng Sangyu lowered his eyelids to cover up the complex emotions in his eyes.
After tidying up her clothes, she hugged Sang Yu, kissed the ambiguous red mark on her neck, and Emperor Zhou Wu took her hand to the outside of the hall with satisfaction. The well-trained palace immediately came in to clean up a messy sleeping hall.
"It's so late, there should be nothing to eat in the imperial dining room. Don't Bixiao Palace have a small dining room? Just make soup and drink, I miss the craftsmanship very much." Thinking of the days when he was A'Bao, Emperor Zhou Wu's tone was full Nostalgic.
"Okay, what soup would the emperor want to drink" Meng Sangyu grabbed the man's sleeve, smiling brightly.
Emperor Zhou Wu stroked the corners of her mouth with his fingertips, portraying this familiar smile, a contented sigh in his heart, and said softly, "Drink Buddha jump over the wall."
Meng Sangyu nodded.
The ingredients are all ready-made, just go to the stove and simmer over low heat. Sitting side by side on the warm stove, eating roasted sweet potatoes while staring at the fire, occasionally whispering a few words, their profound knowledge and wide-ranging knowledge made them endless topics. Putting aside the identities of emperor and favorite concubine, they are like ordinary young couples, and the closely adjoining figures made Mother Feng look at them.
Seeing that the emperor, regardless of his identity, pulled the ashes with iron tongs, picked up the hot sweet potato and blew it, carefully peeled off the skin and fed it into the master's mouth. The soft waves in his eyes could be drowned.
This is still impossible to play, she lowered her eyes and wondered.
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I thought that the emperor went to Yufu Palace, and Concubine De’s path of being alone should be over. didn’t think that the emperor left after less than a cup of tea, and eventually went to Bixiao Palace, and he never returned. Qian Qing Dian brought even the government affairs to Bixiao Palace to deal with, and lived with Concubine De like an ordinary couple.
The concubines in the palace were blushing, and their jealousy towards Concubine De was unprecedented.
This is not over yet, the Queen Mother suddenly descended on her decree and promoted many humble concubines. Not only did she fill the seat of the Four Concubine, she also promoted Concubine De to the Imperial Consort. It only takes a month for the concubine ceremony to be held and the concubine ceremony can be justified. Sixth house. Above the Imperial Consort is the queen. When Concubine De has news in his stomach, the position of the queen cannot be said to be in her pocket.
Many were anxious, and ran to Cining Palace in three days to show their filial piety to the Queen Mother, and signaled to her mother's family to put pressure on the Yushi, admonish the emperor to cover the rain and dew, and spread the leaves for the royal family.
In Bixiao Palace, Meng Sangyu's study room, Emperor Zhou Wu picked up a bunch of memorials and smiled.
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