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    The twenty-first year of Emperor Cheng¡¯s reign, Luoyang, the Imperial Palace.

    As the east wind thawed, it dispersed and turned into rain*. In the middle of the first month, the sky was full of water, and the drizzle of light rain made people wet and astringent. As the Yuan Dynasty passed, the emperor's harem gradually returned to its previous peace and quiet.  Outside the Yongshou Palace in the early morning, except for the usual few third-class maids sweeping the palace, few people walked by.

    ¡ª¡ªIf you ignore the majestic but silent imperial guard of honor.

    Guan Hong, the great eunuch of Jinshen Palace, lowered his head in the atrium and whispered to the palace twice. After hearing Emperor Cheng's low response twice, he didn't dare to be anxious anymore.

    Zhong Qing poked her head out from under the soft quilt and closed her eyes to adjust Emperor Cheng's front and belt. She was used to doing this job. She served as the little palace maid serving tea and water in the west pavilion of Jinshen Palace ten years ago.  From Concubine Zhong, the current head of the Yongshou Palace, to Concubine Zhong Xian, the "favorite of the Sixth Palace" later, Zhong Qing was familiar with every inch of Emperor Cheng's body to the point where she could recall it out of thin air with her eyes closed.

    Even after "already separated" in the true sense.

    Emperor Cheng bent down, allowing Zhong Qing to adjust the last tie more easily. He lowered his head, gently rubbed his lips against Zhong Qing's face, and comforted her: "It's still early.  , It¡¯s cold outside, please sleep a little longer.¡±

    Zhong Qing responded in a confused manner, shrank her head into the bed, and fell asleep.

    The "accident" last night was barely concealed by Zhong Qing under the pretext of "calf cramps". Later, in order to calm Emperor Cheng down, Zhong Qing had to sign a lot of unreasonable treaties that "lost power and humiliated the country" with a fake smile.  When I came back, I accompanied Emperor Cheng to test the softness of his limbs. I have to say that after being in love with her for such a long time, I was really a little unskilled

    Zhongqing thought mockingly, she was just a plaything. She had always known her own position very clearly. If she didn't take care of Emperor Cheng first, how could the rest of the debt be paid by her own strength suddenly a hundred times more bravely?  Is it settled?

    ¡°She lived in the Yongshou Palace for three years after her death, but she still hasn¡¯t found out the truth about her difficult childbirth. This is both cowardly and ridiculous.

    Zhongqing is well-organized and has clear thoughts. Originally, as a man, it is easy to talk to him once he is comfortable in bed/on the bed. Unfortunately, the plan cannot keep up with the change and the body cannot keep up with the mood. When Zhongqing "serves" him, he has finished serving. Regardless of whether he is comfortable or not, Zhongqing does not.  I couldn't say a word for a long time.

    Now, my body feels like it has been crushed and put back together again, it is sore and painful, and I just want to bury my head and sleep with him first.

    Zhong Qing complained in a daze: When her mother taught her this simple "truth of the world", why didn't she also practice her strength with it?

    Emperor Cheng's hand that reached out froze for a moment, and he stood expressionlessly at the head of the bed, staring at the round and round cylinder for a long time. When Guan Hong, the eunuch outside the hall, couldn't help but whisper again, Emperor Cheng obeyed.  Heart, very magnanimously dug Zhong Qing's head out of the bed again.

    Then he lowered his head and rubbed his face hard against Zhong Qing¡¯s face.

    Emperor Chenghas just washed up.

    Well, naturally my face has just been washed.

    Under the cool touch, Zhong Qing was so excited that she woke up completely.

    Zhongqing struggled to find a ray of clarity from the chaos in her head. She really couldn't blame her. Emperor Dazhuang was actually not very humane when he went to court in the morning. In addition, Zhongqing accompanied Emperor Cheng last night to do this and that and then that.  The good Xu and Weisheng lost their strength in the end The fact that she can still barely get up to serve and wash Emperor Cheng, a picky clean freak who doesn't like outsiders getting close, is already based on her ten years of service experience.  It's been tempered.

    And although it is the beginning of spring in Luoyang in the first month of the year, it is really cold early in the morning.

    Zhong Qingcai fell into a comatose state almost as soon as Emperor Cheng was tidying up.

    Of course, that was just a moment ago.

    Facing Zhongqing's blank eyes with a hint of depression, Emperor Cheng gave her a very unkind smile and reminded her very gently: "Don't sleep too much The queen is generous, but it's not always easy."  It¡¯s late.¡±

    Zhong Qing thought about it for a long time and didn't think about what Emperor Cheng was referring to. She just stared at him blankly, as if a big question mark appeared out of thin air on her head.

    Emperor Cheng twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that Ren had been really tortured by him last night. He usually looked quite smart, but today he was so stupid. Suddenly, he was in an inexplicable mood. He looked at Zhong Qingyuxue's pink and tender body.  I can't help but show off my dumpling face?I would rather live a long life than live a long life, but Yu Min will not show mercy He ended up with the end that he could not even close his eyes even after death!

    Zhongqing was lying on the case, and the tears she had been holding back for several years burst out all at once.

    Zhongqing covered her mouth tightly, and the grievances, panic, anger, and grief that spanned ten years were finally vented in this silent cry.

    In a trance, there seemed to be a noise outside. A moment later, the eldest palace maid of Yongshou Palace held the harp in her arms and whispered outside, "Your Majesty, Sister Min from Ning Pavilion is here do you see?"

    Zhongqing sat up, wiped her face hastily, and responded in a loud voice: "Come in and talk."

    Bao Qin came in with his head lowered and his crotch folded. He first bowed to Zhong Qing and was about to speak. When he looked up and saw the blush on Zhong Qing's face, he was startled. Without caring about anything else, he tentatively asked Zhong Qing a question.  : "My dear wife, you are you on bad terms with His Majesty?"

    It's no wonder that Bao Qin thought too much about the fact that the famously good-tempered Concubine Zhong in the Yongshou Palace could hide and cry secretly by herself. After all this sudden change, she really could only think of such a reason.  .

    Zhongqing¡¯s gaze slowly fell on Baoqin¡¯s face, which was mixed with worry, anxiety and distress. The chest that had been holding its breath for a long time seemed to be able to rise and fall gently again suddenly.

    Zhong Qing thought, there is nothing to cry about. Being able to do it again is a rare good thing that many people dream of. Being able to go back to the time when everything has not had time to develop out of control is just for the sake of those around her who care about her and worry about her.  People who feel sorry for her when she cries and try hard to make her laugh must not continue to feel sorry for themselves with that sad look of bitterness and hatred.

    Baoqin was an old man who was assigned to serve Zhongqing when she was changing clothes. After Zhongqing died in childbirth, Baoqin cried in pain before her soul and passed out. In order to ask Emperor Cheng to find out the truth, he almost died in a collision.  In front of the steps of Yongshou Palace, and later at the entrance of Changle Palace, I knelt and begged all night, until my superiors relaxed and went to the Yunxi brothers and sisters to continue serving them.

    Zhong Qing thought that an unclean little mouse must have gotten into this huge Yongshou Palace, but it didn¡¯t matter. After she cleaned it up, this was the Yongshou Palace where she had lived for more than ten years.

    "Zhongqing treats it as a home-like existence."

    "How could it be possible?" Zhongqing smiled, stood up in a disguised manner, looked at Baoqin gently and said, "How can I, the palace, get into a verbal dispute with His Majesty?"

    This is true. My former love was the one who always smiled and nodded in support no matter what Emperor Cheng said.

    It was never something Concubine Zhong Xian would do to lose some harmless temper out of favor and arrogance.

    She didn¡¯t dare either.

    Zhong Qing thought, from the very beginning when she saw Cheng Emperor, she knelt low in the dust and raised her head to look at him. After a tragic death, his soul had been ghosted for eight years. Now his heart was ground to ashes, his love was as cold as snow, and he had no fear that he shouldn't have.  Movement and love have long been forgotten.

    She has no resentment towards Emperor Cheng.

    There is no hope anymore.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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