652. The Emperor's Petty Beauty 3
So happy.
very happy.
It seems that if you get close to him, even if you don't speak, you can just get closer and see him more clearly.
With only a side view from afar, Yan Xi gained the hearts of the people, arranged in a neat array at his feet.
If he is willing, he can come as soon as he is summoned and go as soon as he waves.[
As long as he comes back, there won't be another huge wave in the turbulent palace walls.
Yan Xi stood steadily next to the royal sedan, looking at the entire audience calmly and casually, with sharp eyes. This was a habit left over from his many years of fighting. Whenever he went to an unfamiliar place, he would carefully read the important information.
Keep the scenery in mind for emergencies.
Then, he finally saw the beautiful figures of various women in his eyes, but he only glanced away, without any surprise, let alone nostalgia.
He waved down the guard's help again, opened the sedan curtain himself, and reached in with his big hand.
Immediately, a pair of female white and tender green jade fingers rested on his palm.
Is there anyone else in the sedan?
Before the concubines could react, their Majesty already had a stunning figure in his arms who could not take his eyes away. The Emperor carefully took her down from the sedan chair, held her steady, and then took back his protection to protect her.
With the big hand on her waist, the woman raised her head and smiled with her eyes bent. Yan Xi still had a stern face and did not respond. She just held the woman's small hand and walked slowly into the palace of Imperial Concubine Zhaoyang.
Click, click, click.
It's the sound of breaking.
The beauty of love at first sight is fleeting.
The heart that was broken into pieces fell into the dust with no one to pity it.
That woman was not from the palace. She had obviously followed His Majesty from outside the palace. Her lavender gauze skirt made her skin look smoother, and her hair was casually pulled into a generous but uncomplicated bun.
It was fixed with a warm jade hairpin without adding any extra embellishments.
However, His Majesty held her hand all the way and never let go.
The threshold of the palace gate was very high. As he approached, the emperor stopped and leaned over to pick up the woman. After passing the door, he put her down again and continued to move forward, with a little stumbling in mind.
Won't she leave on her own?
Chapter completed!