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At three quarters the next day, the sky was still dark, and the cold wind whistled snowflakes passing by, and it hurt people's faces like a knife. Even with the internal protective body, Changxi put on a heavy cloak, firmly covered his head and face with a hood, and watched the little eunuch take a long bamboo pole to light the lanterns on the eaves of the temple one by one.
The orange candlelight fell on the ground, bringing a trace of warmth. Changxi stomped his feet, walked into the side hall, and looked at the hourglass in the corner. It's almost time, the emperor has not yet woken up.
Seeing that the early morning hour was approaching, Changxi hesitated for a while, and crept into the inner hall to wake the emperor. In the past, the emperor always woke up at the time of Yin Shi, and often tossed and fell asleep after the night. Like today, he almost walked to the bed and there was no movement. It was the first time.
"The emperor, the emperor? It's time to get up." Changxi leaned slightly, standing five meters in front of the bed and shouted softly.
The luxurious purple bed curtain envelops the carved bed so tightly that you can’t see the scene inside, but Changxi is a dark guard, with so keen senses. As soon as walked into the inner hall, smelled the rich musk scent mixed with light floral fragrance. , Breathing can not help suffocating. It seemed that the battle last night was more intense than he thought.
Vaguely hearing someone calling, Emperor Zhou Wu opened his eyes and saw the familiar purple bed curtains, then turned his head and saw Sangyu with a calm expression sleeping in his arms, with a smile of contentment on his mouth. After returning to his soul for so long, he didn't have the real sense of ‘lived back’ until today.
"I heard it, let's go down." Lowered his voice and sent Changxi out of the temple, he hung his head and pried Sang Yu's pink lips away, and hooked her smooth little tongue. When he used to be A'Bao, he wanted to do this every time he woke up from Sang Yu's arms, but now he can finally put his inner thoughts into practice, which feels amazing.
"Well~" Meng Sangyu woke up from suffocation, and saw the man who squinted and kissed himself with an expression of indulge, and couldn't help being stunned.
The man let go of her crimson lips, followed the messy hair on her cheeks with his big hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sangyu, good morning." This is what she must say to A'Bao every morning. Just want to respond.
"Morning, good morning." Meng Sangyu's phoenix eyes were still misty, wet, and his dumb expression looked charming and cute, which caused the man to sulki and kiss her cheek again.
His freshly awakened mind was muddled by the man’s skilled kiss. Meng Sangyu unconsciously clung to his strong shoulders, and responded with emotionlessness. The space in the bed curtain was tight, making the voice of tongue and lips intertwined more pronounced, making Changxi waiting outside the temple. Ear tips are burning red.
He waited and waited until he saw that the hourglass was about to reach Mao's hour, and then came in with a tangled face, "The emperor, it's almost Mao's hour, beware of missing the early morning."
"I see." The man's unusually hoarse voice came from the bed curtain, and he could feel the anger hidden in it.
Changxi shrank his shoulders and tiptoed back to the outside of the hall. really can't do this job, commander, where are you? The villain in him was calling loudly.
Under the curtain of the bed, Meng Sangyu woke up from lust and lust, and quickly opened the quilt and said, "The emperor, the concubine waits for you to change your clothes." If this person misses the early morning, the hat of the evil concubine will be bound to her. Head up. Father's reputation is so great, how many eyes are staring at her? She can't make any mistakes.
Losing the warmth of the quilt, she felt her body extremely cold. Following the man's scorching gaze, she lowered her head, exclaimed, and hurriedly retracted into the quilt again, her eartips bleeding quickly. Emma? Why is she not dressed?
"Haha~" The man is also naked, putting on his clothes slowly, and laughing in a low voice, sighing in his heart: Sangyu who is not fully awake is as cute as ever!
"I asked people to come in and wait. It's cold outside, so you can sleep for a while." He took the woman wrapped in a cocoon into his arms and kissed her on the cheek.
"No, the concubine immediately got up and waited on the emperor." Meng Sangyu pulled the obscene trousers beside the pillow into the quilt and prepared to put it on, only wet eyes exposed her sleepiness.
"It's okay, if I let you sleep, you will continue to sleep." Emperor Zhou Wu threw away her obscene clothes, tucked her quilt, and kissed her slumped eyelids, in an indescribable tone. Spoiled.
The person who knows the current affairs is a handsome man. Seeing the man insisted, Meng Sangyu shrank into the bed and closed his eyes hesitantly. Xu Ye was a little nervous about being overly pampering with men. When she heard that there was no movement in the curtain of the bed, she quietly opened one eye to check, but she was facing the man's dark eyes like an abyss.
The man did not leave, he was leaning over and staring at her sleeping face, the fiery emotion in his eyes was shocking. Meng Sangyu shook his hand holding the quilt, like a frightened little animal.
"Hehe~" Emperor Zhou Wu smirked again, holding her fingers and licking kisses one by one, and cautiously said, "Sleep a little longer, but you must wake up at the hour. Don't miss breakfast." In winter, Sangyu loves to stay in bed. Sometimes she sleeps for three poles as soon as she sleeps. She often misses breakfast and wakes up when she is hungry.
"The concubine knows it." Meng Sangyu blinked his wet eyes, pretending to be a well-behaved promise.
I'm perfunctory again! The man shook his head helplessly, took a bite on her lips, and when he saw her closing his eyes again, he lifted the curtain of the bed and called the palace man to wait.
Meng Sangyu listened to the movement outside, thinking of the joy of last night, the tips of her ears began to faintly hot again. The man’s attitude is very enthusiastic, enthusiastic and weird, asking her over and over again if she likes it, calling her name over and over again, the movements are lingering, tender and caring, just like treating her own treasures, even helping her wipe her body afterwards, hugging her Sleeping is very different from the previous indifference and perfunctory attitude. She even had the illusion that this man was pleasing herself and pleased herself.
Rub the red ear tips vigorously. She pulled back her derailed thoughts and fell into deep sleep. Illusions, where are so many illusions? It doesn't matter to other people, she just needs to live her life well.
Emperor Zhou Wu changed his clothes and lifted the curtains of the bed to check. Seeing that the woman was breathing evenly, her brows were calm, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her small appearance was particularly pitiful, he couldn't help but smile and leaned toward her cheek.
"Chenshi wake up your mother on time, don't let her sleep in bed and miss breakfast, it is not good for your health." When he walked outside the hall and passed by a few people, he lowered his voice and said.
The three of Mother Feng bowed their heads to promise, the man nodded with satisfaction, and strode away.
The ministers who had been suppressed for nearly a month were delighted to find that the emperor's mood today is exceptionally good, the black and green now faded a lot, he looked refreshed, the hostility all over his body was reduced, and the corners of his mouth had a gentle smile.
Several ministers were very aware of the opportunity and rushed to report the snow disaster. The emperor only frowned, and ordered the relevant people to do their best to help the disaster, but was not furious. The early dynasty ended in a harmonious atmosphere. In recent days, officials have been robbed and annihilated every day, but today it is unexpectedly calm.
It would be great if the emperor's good mood can continue! Many ministers walked out of the Supreme Harmony Hall, wiping the sweat from their foreheads, praying silently in their hearts.
Emperor Zhou Wu walked briskly back to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, dealing with the mountain of memorials piled up on the royal table, and the smile on the corner of his mouth has not faded since he got up.
"Did Concubine De get up?" Putting the approved memorial aside, he caught a glimpse of the hourglass in the hall, and he asked with a smile.
"Back to the emperor, Empress has already gotten up, used breakfast, and is currently dealing with palace affairs." Changxi replied conscientiously. Fortunately, the commander had a point to ask him to control Concubine De's movements anytime and anywhere, waiting for the emperor to inquire. Still have a vision!
"Summon her to accompany her in the imperial study room, and bring her palace affairs with her." Emperor Zhou Wu waved and urged. He felt uncomfortable after only one hour away from Sang Yu. He couldn't say nostalgia for the inseparable days in the past. He wanted to hold Sang Yu in his arms and in his pocket anytime and anywhere, just like Sang Yu treated A'Bao.
"Yes, the minion will go now." Changxi did not dare to delay, and quickly went to Bixiao Palace to summon.
Meng Sangyu had just opened the account book and arrived before the two characters Changxi. After passing on the sacred decree, he carried her to the imperial study room together with the account book. The three of Mother Feng followed on both sides of the sedan chair. They always felt that the emperor treated his empress differently, saying that it was a false sentiment, and this false sentiment was a bit too much, more true than true. They couldn't help being a little confused.
Meng Sangyu didn't think so much. Her strategy now is to respond to all changes with the unchanging, without thinking about it, as long as she doesn't touch the man's inverse scales.
"The concubine has seen the emperor." Walking into the imperial study room, Meng Sangyu was about to curt his knees. The man had put a pen on his head and pulled her up. The red marks on her neck slipped across her fingers, showing a full smile.
"I deal with government affairs, you will handle palace affairs by the side, and we will return to Bixiao Palace together in the evening." The man held the woman's cold hand, placed it on his lips and breathed lightly, waiting for the hands to warm up slightly before Yiyi Reluctantly let go, pulling the woman to sit beside him.
Only then did Meng Sangyu discover that the Imperial Study Room had added a new desk, side by side with the man, and placed his own account books on it. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all available, and the carved prints were paired with the man's.
What is this going to do? Show affection? Meng Sangyu was seated on a chair by the man, picked up an account book and looked through it, thinking in a daze. She turned her head and looked at the man who was immersed in the memorial, with an implicit look in her eyes.
The man noticed her gaze, raised his eyes and smiled softly at her. The smile was real and hearty. The stretched eyebrows seemed to be shining like sunlight, and the flattering meaning revealed in his eyes, like a large dog.
Meng Sangyu seemed to see a tail swinging happily behind the man. She closed her eyes, forced herself to return to the palace, clutching her beating heart, and said: Emma~ It must be too tired last night and hallucinated.
After a while, when her heartbeat calmed down a bit, she couldn't help but look up at the man again, and got the smile of a large dog again. Unconsciously curling her lips in response to this extremely sincere smile, seeing the man's eyes suddenly brightened, she faintly felt that something was out of her control.