Fu Ronghua lowered his head and smiled shyly, "It's getting hotter in the summer."

Emperor Xuan Zhao held Fu Ronghua's hand and sat on the stone bench. "If you want to eat anything, just go to the imperial dining room. I have already told you."

He paused as he spoke and looked at her with his dark eyes, "Don't worry, no one will know what I'm doing is hidden."

Fu Ronghua's heart trembled, and he didn't understand what was wrong with Emperor Xuan Zhao, "Your Majesty treats my concubine like this, which is a blessing for me."

When Emperor Xuan Zhao heard this, his expression was calm, "I've always been like this." He suppressed his inner thoughts and acted normally.

Fu Ronghua smiled softly, and his beautiful eyes were full of beauty, "I am very happy."

Emperor Xuanzhao put his hand on the stone bench and asked, "Do you like the word Rong?" He asked as if he had no intention of doing so, and his expression did not distinguish between happiness and anger.

Fu Ronghua's heart was shattered. He looked like an emperor now. She pulled the emperor's sleeves with her green-white fingers, and a blush appeared on her porcelain-white face. "Your Majesty gave it to you personally. I naturally like it."

Emperor Xuan Zhao lifted up a strand of her black hair with his free hand and gently twisted it. There was a bit of coldness on his handsome face, and his eyes were a bit diffuse. He lowered his head, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and said, "Rong Shunyi The fragrance always touches my heart so much."

He let go of his hand, and the next moment he raised the chin of the person in front of him, lowered his head and kissed him gently. When their lips and teeth met, Fu Ronghua heard a sentence, "The title Rong is not good, I will give you Zhao, it's great."

The ends of Fu Ronghua's eyes were stained crimson, and his eyes were a bit blurry.

Emperor Xuan Zhao's eyes deepened. He suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Fu Ronghua, resting his chin on Fu Ronghua's shoulder. His voice was hoarse and thick, "Don't move."

He looked like a god possessed by emotion at this time, his handsome cheeks showed a trace of decadence, and his eyes were as deep as the abyss, floating in the twilight.

However, Fu Ronghua didn't see it. She was hugged tightly by him, and she felt that her waist was about to break. Her hands were weak against his chest. Because Emperor Xuan Zhao hugged him too hard, she couldn't help but let out a slight gasp. .

With this sound, the young emperor closed his eyes, and the deep darkness was covered under his thick and long eyelashes.

Fu Ronghua's body was soaked with sweat, and his light clothes clung to his body.

Emperor Xuan Zhao slowly opened his eyes, held her shoulders with a calm expression, and gently pulled her away. His hand smoothed out her somewhat messy hair, fell on her lips, and stroked her gently. Pass.

Then he withdrew his hand, as cold and dignified as ever, "Have a good rest. I'll go to the palace in a few days and have a good time."

He stood up and strode away, leaving only one sentence, "Take good care of your master."

After leaving Qiu Shui Palace, his deep voice sounded, "Eunuch Du, if anything happens to Qiu Shui Palace in the future, please inform me immediately."

Eunuch Du's tiger body trembled, and his heart suddenly trembled twice, "I understand."

He left the path so that no one would see him coming.

Ruixue and others hurriedly came in and saw that their master's hair was a little messy, his eyes were a little red, his eyes were even more charming, and his cheeks were a little red, making him look even more charming.

Fu Ronghua saw that the little palace maids were a little dazed, and couldn't help but smile, "What's going on?"

With this smile, Ruixue finally came back to her senses and said, "Master, your hair is messed up. Please straighten it for you."

She lowered her head and hurried over to fix her long hair.
Chapter completed!