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The second world 5
Emperor Yanqing¡¯s edict said:
I heard that the third son of Hua Ting, Hua Yutang, was loyal and pure, and Shunde was smart and wise. I am deeply comforted by the great foundation of Qianqi and the sincere virtue of Muyi. Today, Hua Ting lost his father early in his prime. I pity him for losing his father at a young age, so I specially ordered him to enter the palace to comfort him for the pain of losing his father.
In August of the ninth year of Yongji, Renyin was the official state.
The night was as dark as water, and the darkness rolled out with a dull color. There was no trace of moonlight in the high and distant sky, and only a few stars shone coldly in the distance.
A straight bluestone road stretches silently into the distance. It seems to have a faint green halo in the night.
Further north from the official road is the Zhuque Gate. After entering the Zhuque Gate, there is a side gate to the west. From the side gate, continuing north is the center of the dynasty - the Yanqing Palace.
A few lights in the palace in the distance loomed in the darkness, then flickered out, making the official road seem more quiet and empty.
At this time, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence, and the hurried steps made a thin sound on the bluestone. A small sedan with green curtains carried by four people appeared in the night, and hurriedly rushed north. .
A rustling sound of whispers sounded near the Suzaku door, followed by a sound of metal knocking on chains and the sound of the door hinge opening and closing.
In the vast night, the small sedan chair with green curtains and the sound of rushing footsteps gradually faded away.
There was silence on the official road.
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Qiande Palace.
The night was getting darker and darker, and the lamps in Qiande Palace had already been turned on. A white-faced and beardless little eunuch tiptoed into the hall, gently opened the green gauze lampshade, made the candle flame brighter, and then turned it upside down softly. Retreat outside the palace.
Under the dim candlelight, a man was carefully reading the memorial. He was not wearing the bright yellow robe of Kowloon with pearls and wide sleeves, but a bright yellow cardigan. Due to the heat of the summer night, his snow-white underwear It is very thin and sticks tightly to the body, outlining the texture of the chest.
The emperor has just stood up, in his prime. His slender black eyebrows were slightly frowned, with an air of imperial majesty between his brows. The flickering candlelight cast a shadow on his deserted face, and his face, which was somewhat similar to Leng Chen, seemed to be covered with ice and snow.
The door of the palace opened and closed silently, and an older eunuch stepped forward, whispered a few words in the emperor's ear, and then stood aside with a respectful look on his face.
After hearing what the eunuch said, the emperor stood up, straightened the corners of his messy robe, and stepped out.
The cold voice seemed to be filled with ice and snow that had not melted for thousands of years: "Go to Zhongcui Palace."
The eunuch's shrill voice came from outside the palace: "Let's get going -" the last sound slowly faded away in the darkness of the night together with the well-proportioned steps of the father-in-law.
Leng Yu sat in the couch, supporting her cheek with her hands.
Ever since he met Hua Yutang at the birthday banquet three months ago, that gorgeous face has been appearing in front of his eyes. He is not a person with multiple desires, and he has never been interested in prostitution, children, sycophants, and luck, but every time When he thought of Hua Yutang, he couldn't help but feel extremely hot. He really wanted to press that young man's flawless body under him [beep¡ª¡ª]. Ever since he had this idea, even his beloved Concubine Jing could no longer arouse his passion.
Leng Yu¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple moved, and a deep flame ignited in his dark pupils.
¡ª¡ªSince you can¡¯t let go, just take it.
?????????????????????????? Zhongcui Palace is here in just a few seconds. It has exquisite glazed tiles and steep eaves. It is calm and low-key yet exquisite and delicate, showing quite a royal demeanor.
Leng Yu waved his hand to stop the eunuch's announcement and the palace maid's guards' kneeling, and strode into the palace with a flick of the corner of his robe.
From among the several palace maids standing in front of the palace gate with lowered eyebrows and eyes narrowed, two palace maids who were obviously of higher rank stepped forward and gently closed the palace door.
Leng Yu, who entered the hall, looked at the newly decorated Zhongcui Palace. There were golden curtains placed on the large red sandalwood carving table, and four banners inlaid with chiseled silver ebony couplets hung beside them. They were all calligraphy works by famous artists. There is a gorgeous glass cup under the banner, and you can tell that it has been carefully decorated at first sight. Leng Yu slowly walked into the inner room, and what he saw was a conspicuous big bed.
Made of golden nan wood, the delicate spiraling bedposts are carved with chilongs playing with beads. Layers of light-colored soft smoke and green gauze tents hang down softly. Jade pillow and silk quilt, layers of clouds and greenery.
But the most eye-catching thing was the terrified boy on the bed, his face covered with tears. The black hair on his head poured down because he was not restrained, winding out magnificent lines on the bed. His small face was as thin as paper due to fear, and it became increasingly white and translucent like jade. Use ice as muscles, jade as bones, and fragrance as soul. The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, beautiful and fragrant, which makes people feel fascinated and confused.
Leng Yu¡¯s eyes became darker and darker.Feeling that the flames of desire almost engulfed him, he almost couldn't wait to step forward, lifting Hua Yutang's sharp chin with one hand, and his ice-like eyes roamed Hua Yutang's face with the flames of aggression.
"Please please me well."
Hua Yutang was full of tears, and a charming smile suddenly appeared on his pitiful face, and he said softly:
"OK¡¡"
The emperor with stunning eyes sensed a hint of danger and wanted to use his energy, but found that his internal energy had condensed and his Dantian was stagnant. Her body went limp and she fell to the ground. Leng Yu looked horrified and her face tightened:
"You are not Hua Yutang."
Hua Yutang pursed his lips into a shy smile, with an innocent look on his face:
"How could I not be Hua Yutang?"
He licked his slender fingertips, gently drew back his narrow eyeliner, and his bright red and demonic thin lips outlined a sinister and dangerous smile in the darkness.
"Your attitude makes me very unhappy~ No matter it's that sedan or this concubine's palace." Hua Yutang frowned his long eyebrows, and his curled eyelashes drooped, looking quite innocent and troubled.
"I don't like it, I'm not happy."
"So, you are responsible for making me happy~"
Hua Yutang¡¯s eyebrows are curved.
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Recently, the air pressure inside and outside the Yanqing Palace has been horribly low. Worried ministers have submitted hundreds of memorials, but nothing seems to have happened. The Marquis has crushed countless teacups, and the servants of the Marquis are like mourning their heirs. The porcelain and glass in Concubine Jing's house had been changed countless times. The Queen Mother's Cining Palace was also shrouded in dark clouds.
¡ª¡ªThe emperor has not gone to court for a month since he connected Hua Yutang to the palace.
He has never even left Zhongcui Palace. He has only played with the most beautiful woman in Zhongcui Palace every night. He only has the dishes and bath water delivered on time every day.
The whole country was grieved by this formerly wise emperor and gnashed their teeth at the enchantress who had brought disaster to the country.
¡ª¡ªThe spring night is bitter and short, and the sun rises high. From now on, the king will not go to court early. It is a true portrayal of Emperor Yanqing's current situation, except that it is not that he does not go to court in the morning, but that he does not go to court at all.
Inside Zhongcui Palace.
Zhou Baiyan squinted his eyes with satisfaction, exuding the laziness after the love affair all over his body. A hearty vent made his depression in this world disappear.
He bent down and took a closer look at the unconscious emperor. He saw that his slender and muscular body was covered with bruises and bloody kiss marks, bite marks, and finger marks. His shapely and slender legs could hardly be closed. He was so handsome. The cold face was stained with tears, and the thin lips were badly bitten and bloody. Zhou Bai inserted his fingers into the emperor's warm and wet insides and stirred them gently, hearing his unconscious groan with satisfaction.
Actually, this is exactly the same as the plot, isn¡¯t it? It's all a month of day and night reversal, singing and singing every night.
"It's just that it's changed up and down. The corners of Zhou Bai's mouth curved deeper.
Now, it¡¯s time to face the next plot.
Concubine Jing, Queen Mother, I hope you are ready.
Zhou Bai smiled brighter and brighter, but without any warmth.
The Royal Garden.
The fresh flowers are fragrant and fragrant, and the weeping willows are swaying gently with the breeze by the lake. The lake surface is like a mirror, the water ripples are like light, and the sky is green and the fields are wandering with reflections.
A winding cobblestone path stretches around the shore of the lake, as tender as a dream and as sparkling as intoxication.
Under the weeping willows by the lake, a young man in plain clothes curled up and leaned under the tree, burying his face in his arms and trembling and crying.
Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared, lightly tapped on the back of the young man's neck, then quickly squatted down and picked up the young man who suddenly fell limp, and disappeared by the lake in a flash.
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