Twelve Instruments.

Wu Jiang walked over and hugged Feng Bao's legs and cried: "Godfather, please give my son another chance to see it for our fellow countrymen."

Feng Bao kicked him away, and said, "It was precisely because of your fellow countrymen that our family promoted you so hard that you could serve the imperial court at a young age. But what about you, you are a useless dog, you dare to make such a fool of me, and almost exhausted our family!"

In the past few years, he has already developed the ability to not show his emotions. At this moment, he is really angry with Wu Jiang's courage. At the same time, he is also afraid that once Wu Jiang's incident is exposed to the imperial court, what good results can he have when he recommended Wu Jiang to come to the imperial court?

Wu Jiang cried bitterly: "Godfather, I know my mistake in Godfather, I promise not to go next time..."

"Next time?" Feng Bao looked at him coldly, "Whenever a little rumor spreads to the emperor, you will definitely end up being cut into pieces. You dare to say shamelessly next time?"

Wu Jiang was so scared that he was silent.

Feng Bao breathed in a bad breath, "Don't say that our family doesn't miss the old love, but you can save your life and send it to the Zhitang Supervisor to sweep the corridors. It's because our family is a fellow villager, so we have to be someone else... In the future, you can do it yourself."

Wu Jiang kowtowed and cried and thanked.

Feng Bao ordered him to burn the veil he hid and the sachet with the Changxin Palace logo and other items in front of him. Before leaving, he said with regret: "You, you are really a great death. You are all rootless people, and you still want to do something that is not there? It's a pity that our family promoted you so much, and they thought you were a master."

After Feng Bao left, Wu Jiang sat on the ground with his eyes staring at the ashes on the ground.

When people in the palace talked about the concubine, some said that she was beautiful and proud, some said that she was domineering and ruthless. In short, those servants avoided her on weekdays. That day was probably the first time he knew that the rumored concubine, who was so elegant and unattainable, could be so gentle and friendly.

The concubines in the palace were so pleased with him because he was a eunuch in front of the emperor, but he knew in his heart that this pleading was filled with hatred and despise. After all, in their eyes, eunuchs were dirty inferiors.

Only the Imperial Concubine is different.

He could never forget that day, the concubine who was as beautiful as a fairy in the Heavenly Palace, spoke to him condescendingly. She spoke softly and kindly, and did not have any contempt because she was a slave without roots.

Feng Bao personally recommended that the two sides of Haomo go to Xu Shiheng's residence.

"Our family owe you a favor."

"The Grand Prison is serious." Xu Shiheng hurriedly invited him to sit down and said, "One of our twelve Supervisors prospers and one of them is prosperous, and one of them is damaged. Even if we don't think about the Grand Prison, I have to consider myself. I understand the principle of losing my lips and cold teeth."

Feng Bao looked at him with appreciation, "It was the most correct thing our family has ever done to promote you to the imperial court that day."

Xu Shiheng bowed: "Thank you for your appreciation."

Feng Bao patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Do your luck beside you."

In the Qinzheng Hall, Feng Bao took advantage of the gap between the emperor's relaxation and relaxation of muscles and bones and briefly said that he was sent to Wujiang to the Zhidian Supervisor.

The emperor silenced to express his cicada.

The slave was not properly acting and was no longer suitable for serving in front of the imperial court. If it weren't for the invasion of the imperial concubine that day, he would have sent someone to drag him out to be punished with a stick.

After serving the tea bowl, he slowly drank the tea. The emperor ordered: "Add someone to be responsible for the imperial concubine's trip to the Imperial Garden. Also, you can go to Changxin Palace in person and explain to the imperial concubine about the exile in Wujiang, so that she can't think too much."

Feng Bao then went to Changxin Palace and explained that Wu Jiang was transferred as the Zhi Palace Supervisor was short of staff, so he transferred several servants from the front of the emperor.

Wen Yin didn't say much about this, but since then, she has been to the Imperial Garden less often. On the contrary, the concubines from other palaces occasionally go to the Imperial Garden to ride horses and play.

Earlier, in order not to let the imperial concubine stand out, they secretly practiced riding horses in private, but because the imperial concubine poisoned Concubine Kang recently, they were really scared, so they did not dare to take advantage of the imperial concubine's favor. Even a few days ago, whenever they heard that the imperial concubine went out, they didn't even dare to go out of their own palace gates, for fear of meeting them halfway.

Now that the imperial concubines have returned to their former state of not leaving the Changxin Palace, they can't help but feel a little relieved. Some of them took the lead and went to the imperial court to ask for instructions, and then other concubines followed.

The Lord agreed.

But what disappointed the concubines was that the emperor seemed to have returned to his busy state of government affairs, not as he had taken time to come to the Imperial Garden as before.

That night, the emperor rested in Changxin Palace.

I don’t know when he came to Changxin Palace, but when he came to Changxin Palace, he no longer came at the fixed time as before. When he was interested, he came over at any time.

However, in recent days, although others have stayed in Changxin Palace, they have been placed in their own place with the imperial concubine.

The same is true tonight.

When he put down the tent and lay down, he felt the seemingly sweet and sweet fragrance of the woman beside him in the dark couch. It was not that he was impulsive, but he just took into account that she had not yet calmed down from Concubine Kang's affairs, so he wanted to give her another period of time to calm her down.

The spring night is quiet, and the shallow breath of the woman on the couch is clearly and squeamish.

Zhu Jing could only force himself to divert his attention.

"After a while, I..." He spoke in a low voice, trying to tell her about refuting the old case, but he stopped as soon as he started. It was imperative to refute the old case, but in this way, he had to disturb her peace.

He pondered a little, but decided to hide it from her for the time being and let her enjoy a few more days of peace.

"You haven't met your mother for many years?" He thought, and he leaned his arms halfway, looking at the person who was about to fall asleep with Qinghe's eyebrows and eyes, "I'll let her come to the palace to accompany you for some time?"

This was heard, and Wen Yin's hair stood up immediately.

After her eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes and turned her face slightly, staring at the man who was surrounded by the sparse light. At this moment, she did not hesitate to understand his words with the greatest malice.

But she has refused to serve her repeatedly recently, and finally she has exhausted her patience? Did he say this imply an ultimatum to her?

"My mother... is a traditional good woman." The candlelight from outside the tent jumped on the outline of his sharp face, as if it was light and dark, and invisibly it seemed to give her a sense of urgency. She grabbed the quilt with her fingertips, but her voice was extremely gentle and calm. "Even if she returned to her grandfather's house in Longxi in anger, she was still a Wen family wife. As a Wen family wife, she would abide by the husband's wife's principles for one day. Wen Yuanfu had a lesson in his life and death, and his life and death were all in peace. From then on, I will never see you again. Even if my mother was dissatisfied with what he did, she would follow the lessons of her husband's family. The emperor asked my mother to enter the palace and forced her to break the lessons of her obedience. It was also embarrassing her."

Zhu Jing stared at her silently. Seeing her trying her best to hide her words and say calmly, he was secretly angry, but he was pityful.

Finally, he sighed.

"Don't think too much."

He stretched out his arms and hugged her through the bed, and stroked her black hair lovingly.

Her eyebrows were lowered, and her flawless beautiful face was lingering in the hazy light, as weak and helpless.

After pausing for a few moments, she slowly moved downwards. After rubbing her waist line through the quilt as if there was nothing, she slowly held it in the direction of him and took it with a little force.

She didn't resist, and used his force to cross the half-arm distance and approached him.

"I will hug you." He picked up the corner of her quilt with his fingers, stroked her thin shoulders and slowly slid in. Then he simply lifted her quilt completely and threw it into the quilt, lifting his own quilt to cover her.

"Does it feel cold?"

“No…cold.”

His arm passed through the back of her neck and gave her a pillow, and his other arm was strongly embraced her waist, putting her on her back, and hugging her in a circle. In the past, except for sex, they had never had such a close moment. At this moment, his temples were slightly rubbed against her face. The wonderful touch of the skin and the enjoyment surrounded by her clear and delicate fragrance made him sigh in satisfaction.

Wen Yin let him lock her in a possessive position without any resistance.

The hot palms on her back were pressing her against his body with force. In such an intimate posture, she could not feel the strangeness against her bent knees.

The palms that were pressing against her back began to slowly rub her back, and the force gradually became heavier.

Zhu Jing stared at her with a dark look, and the Adam's apple sucked.

At first, he really wanted to hug her so intimately, but people always look forward to it.

"Yinyin, give it to me." He easily turned over and pressed over, and the breath on her nose and eyes were as hot as fire. "I'll do it lightly, so I won't make you feel uncomfortable."

The palace lantern swayed, and thin white fingertips clenched into the tight arms with force.

"But it hurts? It's because I'm not good." His voice was low and lingering, and his fingertips lovingly caressed her uncomfortable and wrinkled face.

Seeing her clear and moist eyes appearing, his heart softened, but he became more and more irritated below. However, it was the former that overwhelmed the latter, which finally made him suppress and endure it and try his best to control the strength.

A light thunder fell into thousands of threads overnight.

After another spring rain, the climate is getting warmer.

In the spring season, all things are revived. The precious flowers in the imperial garden are blooming, and the colorful flowers are in full bloom. It is a good time to enjoy the flowers.

Madam Yu was afraid that Wen Yin would be bored after staying in Changxin Palace for a long time, so she would suggest that she go out and take a walk. Sometimes Wen Yin couldn't resist, so she took Nianxia and the others to the Imperial Garden and then picked some branches back to make flower arrangements.

When Japanese Wenyin was about to relax, she accidentally met Lan Cairen who had just left the house.

When Lan Cairen saw the imperial concubine, he was like seeing a ghost.

Her legs were shaking, her face was blunt, her stomach was twitching lightly, as if she would faint in the next moment.

Wen Yin, who was caught in the sedan chair, was caught off guard and saw her like this, and her eyes fell on her body would inevitably be so short.

Unexpectedly, the other party misunderstood and knelt down with a weak heart almost burst into tears.

"Niuyin, concubine... I have reformed..."

She almost cried and didn't forget to pull the palace maid next to her and block it. She shrank and hid, her shoulders and backs trembled.

Wen Yin turned her gaze and ordered the palace servant to carry the sedan chair: "Go away quickly."

She heard a little about this Lan Cairen who had just been lifted from ban. She heard that the other party seemed to have changed his previous ostentatious style and became much more low-key. She originally thought that the other party should have grown up, but now she looks like the other party is from one extreme to another.

When the imperial concubine passed by Na Lan Cairen, she was so scared that she shivered. Her arms subconsciously blocked her protruding abdomen and covered her hard, as if she was afraid that the imperial concubine who was chasing her would suddenly change her mind when she saw that she was unhappy.

As soon as the imperial concubine left, Lan Cairen hurriedly grabbed the arm of the palace maid next to him and shouted anxiously: "Go away, go quickly!"

She asked the great palace maid to help her walk in the opposite direction, and she looked like she was escaping from death.

Sometimes things are so coincidental. The more afraid of meeting the imperial concubine, the more she will always meet her.

A few days later, she met the concubine who was relaxing again.

But before she could kneel down in shock, the imperial concubine saw her from afar, turned around and took the people away.

Lan Cairen was just now Panasonic was about to leave this small apricot forest with his great palace maids, but suddenly saw the two palace men coming hurriedly towards them with a long pole.

Look at the style of the palace costume, it seems to be the person from Changxin Palace.

Lan Cairen opened his eyes in horror.

The two palace maids passed by Lan Cairen and found a tree with more apricots. After stopping, one of them held a pole to beat the apricots, and the other one spread the muslin cloth underneath.
To be continued...