When Chang'an left the palace gate, there was no sedan chair outside the hall, and then he suddenly remembered that he did not know the sedan chair when he left. She was angry and couldn't help but yell at Han Yan, "What are you doing? Why can't you do such a small thing well!"

Han Yan was shocked. Since she followed Chang'an, she had never seen her get so angry. She knelt down and said, "Master, calm down, I am not doing my best. I will ask someone to pass on the sedan chair..."

At this time, Chang'an calmed down a little, and naturally understood that it was impossible for others to blame for this matter, but he had another complaint in his heart and had to vent his anger on excuses.

"Chang'an." Just at this moment, Chu Luo's warm voice sounded behind Chang'an.

He walked straight over and said to Chang'an with a smile, "You ride in my sedan chair, I will go back to Chonghua Palace with you."

Chang'an turned red, thinking that he must have seen the loss of composure just now, and he felt more angry, and said, "Your Majesty, go back by yourself. I still want to walk around after I have eaten."

Chu Luoxuan raised his eyebrows lightly and couldn't help laughing, "I haven't seen you eat at the banquet? Moreover, Yuxi Palace is so far away from Chonghua Palace, but I really have to walk back?"

Seeing that Chu Luo didn't give her a way out, Chang'an felt that he couldn't hold on his face anymore. Then he rushed up and blocked his chest. She involuntarily said, "This is not a matter of worrying about the emperor!"

After saying that, she took Nanyan and left quickly.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the long alley next to Yuxi Palace, a graceful woman flashed out. Chang'an looked carefully and recognized Zhong Yuxiu, who was dancing at the banquet.

"I'm so happy to pay my respects to Concubine Xian, I'm so happy." She bowed to Chang'an, and Chang'an didn't scream, and looked at the woman in front of her. Her elegant jade face was painted with light plum blossom makeup, wearing a light white palace outfit, with a wide skirt behind her, elegant and luxurious. The black jade-like black hair tied up the flying fairy bun, and a few plump and round pearls were casually embellished in her hair, with beautiful eyes flowing colorfully, and a faint smile rippling between her red lips. Compared to the beautiful dance at the New Year's Eve banquet, Zhong Yuxiu looked even more pure at this time.

What a beautiful lady.

Chang'an thought to himself and couldn't help but sneer.

"Get up." Chang'an glanced at her casually and said coldly.

Zhong Yuxiu stood up, her red lips slightly opened, and she wanted to say something else. At this time, the sedan chair in Chonghua Palace had stopped in front of her. Chang'an didn't look at her, turned around and let Han Yan help her to the sedan chair. The sedan chair was raised lightly. Chang'an picked up the curtain and looked back at Zhong Yuxiu who was still standing there, and a cold curve was pulled up at the corner of his lips.

When we arrived at Chonghua Palace, it was nearly three times.

After getting out of the sedan chair in Chang'an, he saw that the emperor's Ming Huanglong chassis had stopped at the door.

Wanxiang stood outside the hall. When she saw Chang'an coming, she blessed her with a blessing and whispered, "The Emperor is inside."

Chang'an felt clear, and straightened his hair, and said calmly, "Then I will go to the side palace."

As she said that, she was about to turn around and leave. Wanxiang and Hanyan were both stunned and hurriedly said, "Empress, don't..."

Suddenly, the palace gate was pulled open with a creaking sound, and Chu Luo's tall figure stood in front of Chang'an.

"Come in." His tone was undeniable.

Chang'an stared at him for a moment, and finally walked into the hall.

The palace gate was closed tightly behind the two of them.

Chu Luo frowned, looked at her for a long time, and said, "I don't blame you for blame me. At the banquet, I shouldn't have been determined to let you sit next to me."

Seeing him like this, Chang'an felt distressed, and his tense face gradually loosened a little, "For the sake of the emperor, Chang'an is willing to do so. But the emperor thought that Chang'an was so angry?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Chu Luo's eyes, "What's that for?"

Chang'an sighed lightly and said leisurely, "Actually, I really don't blame the emperor. Chang'an is not good at dancing skills and cannot make you smile."

Upon hearing this, Chu Luo smiled, "It turned out to be for this..." As he said that, he leaned over and pinched Chang'an, "What's the matter? You know more than this."

Chang'an turned his head and said with a bitter face, "But... the Zhong family was so charming at the banquet just now. Such a beautiful woman is the emperor's woman. Is the emperor really not moved? If Chang'an is a man, I'm afraid he will..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Luo grabbed Chang'an's hand and pressed it tightly on his heart. Chang'an was stunned, and in a trance he felt the hot and deep heartbeat of Minghuang Hua's clothes. Once, it was because of her.

Chang'an's heart trembled, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. He suddenly forgot to clean up the words he was about to say. She had known Chu Luo for three years and could not understand this man anymore, but in this moment, her tears could no longer stop rolling down.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the air also solidified around the two of them. In such a big world, it seemed that Chu Luo and Shen Changan were left to hold hands and rely on each other.

Compared with the warm dependence in Qizhonghua Palace, Fengluan Palace seems extremely deserted.

Night fell in Fengluan Palace, and the pavilions and towers far and near entered a shadow like ink. The singing and dancing on New Year's Eve seemed to have never appeared in Fengluan Palace. Even the lights were turned off everywhere, and they were silent for a moment. Only a lamp in the bedroom of Queen Li Shushen was still on, reflecting the thin window screen embroidered with large begonias, and it was also silent.

Miaochun came in quietly and saw the queen sitting in front of the couch wearing plain bedding. She wanted to turn off the light and advise her to rest earlier.

The queen just smiled indifferently and said, "No need, I will sit for a while."

Miaochun was inconvenient to persuade him. He was about to leave, but was stopped by the queen.

"Miaochun, did the Emperor stay in Baihua Pavilion tonight?"

Miaochun was stunned and hurriedly bowed, "I... I see that the emperor's dragon chassis is heading to Chonghua Palace..."

"Oh—" The queen slowly closed her eyes, and crystal tears fell from the corners of her eyes, "I know, you go down first."

Miaochun stepped down after hearing the sound. In the huge bedroom, the queen Li Shushen was left.

She closed her eyes on her back, and there was such pity and sorrow among her deep eyebrows.

The Empress Dowager tried her best to get Zhong Yuxiu's favor, and designed her to perform New Year's Eve dance. For this reason, she asked Li Shushen to turn over to sleep tonight to fulfill Zhong Yuxiu. But in the end, no matter how much the mechanism was done, no matter how seamless it was, she could not resist the emperor's love for Shen Chang'an. She was just Shen Chang'an. She did nothing, but sat in the hall as the queen who should have belonged to her. Because of her presence, everyone's efforts this night were wasted. What a deep joy that would have made the Six Palaces' pink beauties look like in front of her Shen Chang'an.
Chapter completed!