The atmosphere at that moment was really too weird, and there was a bit of indescribable restlessness mixed with the charm, and even Xie Hualang, who was so provocative, didn't dare to say anything.
With a light cough, she said, "Jiulang, are we going to stay here like this?"
"That's the only way to go." Gu Jingyang took a deep look at her, and then sat down on the bed: "It won't rain for a long time in summer, so I'll have lunch here first, and if it's sunny in the afternoon, we'll go back to the palace together. "
Xie Hualang lowered his head slightly, he was unusually well-behaved, and replied: "Okay."
Gu Jingyang stared at her snow-white neck for a while, and finally looked away silently.
The two of them made love, and it was in this Taoist temple that they revisited the old place now, but they didn't have much time to take a closer look. The cuffs and trouser legs of Xie Hualang's shirt could be rolled up. No fit, not even a tube top, and she certainly wouldn't want to go out and about.
The lamp was turned on in the inner room, the light was dim and warm, Xie Hualang was silent for a while, and then asked for something to say: "Jiulang, did you always live here before?"
Gu Jingyang said: "Yes."
Xie Hualang said again: "Then why don't you live in the palace after ascending the throne? How troublesome it is to move back and forth."
"It's not that I don't live in the palace, it's just that I stay less," Gu Jingyang said, "Firstly, I'm used to living here, and I don't bother to move. Secondly, Tianhou has been operating in the palace for many years, so there may not be any remaining party members "
Xie Hualang knew about this. When the Empress Dowager was here in the past, she set up the Crane Supervisor to recruit male favorites, which was not without the intention of cultivating confidantes. Later, there were many discussions in the court, and the Crane Supervisor was abolished, but those people only changed their names. , continue to stay in the palace.
After Gu Jingyang succeeded to the throne, he released most of the servants and servants in the palace. Since he has no wives and concubines, he does not need so many people to serve him. People who are still used by the Queen of Heaven.
But even so, it cannot be said that the palace is clean now.
Tianhou first became the concubine, then the empress, and finally ascended the throne and proclaimed the emperor. The contacts left behind are far more than those on the surface, and they are even more intertwined in private. Even if she wants to clean up, it will not be achieved overnight.
Xie Hualang also understood, so he didn't dwell on this topic any more. Hearing the sound of the rain outside gradually subside, he shook his head and said with a smile: "This trip out of the palace is really not worth the candle."
It is obvious that she said it too early, and what happened today can be summed up by more than just saying "the loss outweighs the gain".
The rain didn't stop until the afternoon, the two of them were afraid that it would rain again in the afternoon, so they rushed back to the palace while taking advantage of this time.
Xie Hualang wore a cloak, and stepped on a pair of boots that were obviously much bigger. It was not expected to walk, but it was barely used to cover it. When he arrived in the palace, he didn't even get off the ground, so he was carried back by Gu Jingyang.
The medicine that Gu Jingyang prescribed for her before was taken as usual after entering the palace. Today, she added an extra dose to prevent the cold. When she took it, she was still reluctant, pouting and complaining that it was too bitter. It was only Gu Jingyang who stared at her that didn't hurt her. He could escape, but even so, he couldn't escape the bad luck of being sick.
Back at the Tai Chi Hall, the two of them rested separately. Gu Jingyang stared at the little girl and took the medicine, then pulled up the quilt for her and went to settle down by herself. Uneasy, I put on my clothes and went to see.
It's okay not to read it, but after reading it, he was shocked.
Xie Hualang was already on fire, his face was flushed, his forehead was hot, and he felt unbearably uncomfortable. When he sensed someone approaching, he tilted his head, leaned over to rub it, and began to cry.
Gu Jingyang was so distressed, he helped her sit up, told her to lean in his arms, and called someone to come, and prescribed a prescription to decoct the medicine. It was already late at night, but the Taiji Hall was brightly lit.
Xie Hualang was really uncomfortable, and his thinking was a little unclear. He leaned on Gu Jingyang's arms in a daze, and felt a severe headache.
If she was the only one here, that would be fine, but there was Gu Jingyang, who always pampered her, Xie Hualang couldn't bear it anymore, sobbing and crying with his arms around him: "Mr. "
Gu Jingyang was so distressed that he couldn't speak. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and pulled up the quilt for her. After a long while, he said softly: "Zhizhi is not afraid, just take the medicine and it will be fine."
How could Xie Hualang hear what he was talking about, tears streaming down unconsciously, Gu Jingyang didn't care about taking the veil, so he wiped it for her with his hands, and hugged her lovingly.
The palace people boiled the medicine, Heng Jia handed it over, and persuaded: "Your Majesty is sick, and the servants will take good care of you. Don't worry, Your Majesty.nbsp; Gu Jingyang then threw the chess piece in his hand back into the chess jar, and said indifferently: "Just rest where it is."
Heng Jia responded and hurriedly retreated, but Xie Hualang held his chin and said with a smile: "Master Daoist, are you angry?"
Gu Jingyang said: "No."
Xie Hualang leaned closer and said, "Then kiss me."
Gu Jingyang turned his face to look at her, suddenly pinched her cheek, and twisted it hard twice.
"Oh, it hurts, it hurts!" Xie Hualang rubbed his cheeks with an aggrieved face: "Why are you like this!"
Gu Jingyang looked at her fixedly, but didn't make a sound.
Xie Hualang pushed the chess table away, went to him, and sat side by side with him: "Hello, Daoist."
Gu Jingyang remained silent.
Xie Hualang rubbed his shoulders against him, and said: "If you like me, you have to say it out, it's always stuffy in your heart, how would I know?"
"Just like just now," she continued, "you clearly wanted me to stay by your side, why didn't you say it? Afraid of losing face? Or are you waiting for me to say it? Are you afraid of losing face, but I'm not? Thick-skinned?"
Gu Jingyang looked at her and said, "Isn't it?"
" Daoist," Xie Hualang said angrily, "It's easy for you to lose me like this!"
Gu Jingyang looked calm, but his eyes were faintly smiling. He reached out to rub her long hair and said, "Okay, it's getting late. After washing up, let's go to sleep."
"We're changing the subject again." Xie Hualang muttered, but he didn't bother him any more, and stood up first.
Another waiter brought water, and the two of them went to wash up. When Gu Jingyang glanced at the bed, he paused slightly, and Tong Hengjia said: "You should be good."
Heng Jia smiled slightly, but said nothing
That night, Xie Hualang and Gu Jingyang were lying together, seeing the faint lights talking outside the curtain, she couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Daoist, you could have imagined before that you would have sex with someone before you got married." Do house girls sleep together?"
Gu Jingyang said: "I never imagined that there would be a girl who can talk so much and has such a thick skin."
" Daoist," Xie Hualang said, "You are really going to lose me." After finishing speaking, she turned over and fell asleep with her back to him.
Gu Jingyang looked at her silently, and also closed his eyes.
Xie Hualang waited and waited, and counted to one hundred in his heart, and before he could make a sound, he couldn't bear it anymore, turned around quietly, and saw his husband closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.
She sat up angrily, pushed him and said, "Get up!"
Gu Jingyang remained motionless.
Xie Hualang became even more angry, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt over him, wrapped it around his body, rolled into the bed, and closed his eyes bitterly.
Gu Jingyang turned his head to look, and saw that the little girl was wrapped up like a silkworm baby. While he couldn't help laughing, he felt that he was too naive to play around with her like this.
"Zhizhi, Zhizhi," he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"
Xie Hualang imitated his previous manner, pretending to be asleep, without saying a word.
"It's my fault, Zhizhi don't be angry," Gu Jingyang gently coaxed her, saying: "Good Zhizhi, don't be angry."
"I'm angry," Xie Hualang said, "You can't coax me well."
Gu Jingyang couldn't help but laugh when he heard the words, and called softly, "Zhizhi."
Xie Hualang said: "Zhizhi is asleep."
Gu Jingyang coaxed: "Obviously still awake."
"It's strange," Xie Hualang said, "He's still awake, what's the matter with Guan Zhizhi?" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com