It was surprisingly cold in the silent palace, the cold wind was blowing in the air, and it seemed like it was going to snow heavily in the imperial capital. Su Yiyi gathered up his fox fur cloak and dragged the fiery red cloak around the winding corridor.
Turning around to look for Hua Qingyan's figure, he was surprised to find that there seemed to be two figures one behind the other pulling at the end of the corridor.
Under the swaying red lantern, the snow-white brocade robe looked particularly abrupt in the dark night. Hua Qingyan's slender waist of crimson satin danced in the wind, while behind her was chasing an exquisite woman embroidered with bright red hibiscus.
Skirt.
Su Yiyi stood behind them, not too far away, and could vaguely hear their conversation.
"Brother Qingyan, wait for me."
On the long corridor, Hua Qingyan walked quickly, and Mu Furong struggled to keep up with her skirt, and even had to trot to keep up with his rhythm.
"Your Majesty, it's better for you to go back. I don't dare to bother you." Hua Qing didn't even look back and her tone was indifferent.
"Brother Qingyan, please slow down."
"Brother Qingyan, brother Qingyan..."
Thinking back to the past, Hua Qingyan was chasing after her, but now she was being asked to be so humble.
Huh, it's that woman. Mu Furong's smoke-like eyes flashed with a coldness. If it weren't for that woman, how could Hua Qingyan ignore her?
While jogging absentmindedly, Mu Furong accidentally stepped on the hem of a skirt that was too long and staggered to the point of falling. Fortunately, Hua Qingyan turned around in time and held her waist to hold her up.
"Brother Qingyan." Mu Furong raised her head and looked at Hua Qingyan sadly, tears pouring out as if she wanted to shed all the anger and grievances in her heart.
"Your Majesty, you should go back to the Changchun Palace, otherwise the Emperor will be worried." Hua Qingyan took a step back, and said calmly, without leaving a trace, she drew her hand away.
"Brother Qingyan, what's wrong with you? Is it because you have a concubine that you ignore Furong?" Mu Furong blinked her smoky eyes aggrievedly and took his arm. Her picturesque face was extremely sad and pitiful.
.
"Concubine Rong, now that you are the emperor's concubine, there is a distinction between you and me, so as not to offend anyone, just call me Prince Yan." As he said this, he pulled away his hand again to keep his distance from her.
Seeing that she was being pushed, Mu Furong felt suffocated for a while. She gritted her teeth and pretended to be aggrieved and whispered: "Brother Qingyan, do you know that the fifth princess is a spy of the enemy country? My aunt has found the evidence, and now she will definitely let her return."
Give you justice."
"What?" He looked back at her in shock.
"My aunt is currently interrogating the spy from the Tianmu Kingdom." She smiled charmingly and seemed to have forgotten the rejection just now. As she spoke, she reached out to hold him, but he dodged her.
"You can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't say it indiscriminately. My dear concubine, you can't say it indiscriminately."
"Don't worry, that woman must be a spy. In order to prevent brother Qingyan from getting hurt, my aunt will teach her a lesson for you." The viciousness in her eyes flashed past, but it happened to fall into Hua Qingyan's eyes.
inside.
"Nonsense, I'm going to find her." After saying that, Hua Qingyan flicked her sleeves and walked back immediately.
Humph, Su Yiyi looked at the pretentious woman with cold eyes. It turned out that she wanted to seduce - seduce Hua Qingyan. Didn't the shameless woman just get the title of noble concubine? Why did she want to seduce - seduce a prince now?
Under the swaying fancy lantern, Hua Qingyan is dressed in a snow-colored robe, with three thousand black hair floating on her shoulders, moving without the wind, her dark eyebrows are like mountains, her charming eyes are like silk, her nose is red and her lips are glowing with soft luster.
The snow-colored skin made the brown tear mole under his eyelids look even more melancholy.
Su Yiyi sighed in admiration, her beautiful husband was loved by everyone, it would be strange if no one seduced her.
It seems that she must take good care of her man. No matter how self-disciplined he is, there are too many vixens in the world and she has to guard against him.
"Ms. sir, I'm back."
The sound is like jade falling on a plate, crisp and sweet, yet soft and moving.
Hua Qingyan looked around in surprise. On the winding corridor, Su Yiyi walked over wearing a fiery red cloak, walking softly and with a graceful figure.
Before Hua Qingyan could come to her senses, Su Yiyi rushed forward and held his waist.
"Madam!" Hua Qingyan raised the corners of her mouth happily, and her phoenix-cut eyes instantly shone brighter, even more dazzling than the stars in the night sky.
Hua Qingyan hugged her with one hand and rubbed her long inky hair lovingly with the other hand. Then she said softly with a smile as bright as a flower: "Madam, let's go home. Suifeng and the others are already outside the palace gate."
The carriage is waiting for you."
"Yes!" Su Yiyi nodded obediently, with a beautiful smile in his clear water eyes.
"Brother Qingyan..."
Mu Furong's mooing voice suddenly came from behind, which really disturbed the scenery. Su Yiyi immediately turned his head and glanced at her coldly.
"My dear concubine, please pay attention to your identity. Qingyan is my husband. I am petty and do not allow anyone to peep at my man."
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Every time I want to add more updates, I can't find the motivation to do so. I don't know what's going on recently. Could it be that no one has read it? Otherwise, why are there so few comments and recommendations?
Alas, the end of the month is coming, comrades, please do your best, woo hoo, otherwise I will have to catch up on my beauty sleep...