As soon as he came out of the secret room, Qinghuan met the aggressive Emperor Wen. At this moment, his face was not as calm as usual, but stared at her with a very terrible look, as if she had just done something unforgivable.

What can she do?

"I have said that no one is allowed to break into my bedroom privately. Do you take my words as a warning to your ears? Do you really think I will not cure you?" Emperor Wen asked coldly, his voice and expression as cold as ice. "What have you said to her?! If I know, you said something you shouldn't say, be careful that I will chop your head!"

This was the first time Qinghuan saw Emperor Wen like this. Although he had been angry with her before, his emotions could still be controlled. However, now, his expression and eyes were all showing that in addition to being angry, he was also a little panicked.

But was it because she was panicked and afraid that Lan'er would be hurt, she was not good for his sweetheart, or something else?

The two of them met in the secret passage. Qing Huan looked at Emperor Wen in a furious look and mocked her eyes: "Your Majesty really wants to punish me here, aren't you afraid that your sweetheart will hear it?"

Emperor Wen was suffocated by what she said, and he turned away with a smile: "Why don't you get out for me quickly!"

Qinghuan followed Empress Wen. Emperor Wen walked in front of her. As soon as he left the secret passage, he had not had time to turn around and lose his temper with Qinghuan. A pair of soft little hands wrapped around him. One hugged his waist and the other on his shoulder. He hugged him firmly from behind, and spoke softly and charmingly: "What's the anger of Your Majesty? I just want to surprise Your Majesty. I want to see how beautiful the girl who let me be a substitute is. Your Majesty has the same tolerance. Could it be that I'm angry with you just for this little thing?"

As she said that, she gently stroked his chest, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was extremely sweet, as if she had not touched Emperor Wen's scales just now, had not pulled her teeth from the tiger's mouth, and had not caused a heinous crime that could almost lose her head. Her performance at this moment was like a little girl who came to ask for peace after being angry with her lover, so beautiful and innocent smile.

Undeniable, Emperor Wen's heart trembled for a moment. He remembered that so far he had only reacted to Qinghuan, a woman. If she really killed her, he might not be able to change back! Thinking of this, his anger was a little relieved, but he felt that it was unreasonable to not punish her. At this moment, Qinghuan hugged him tighter, his petite body pressed against his back, and the breath he exhaled was so sweet and fragrant, and his tone was tempting: "Why is Your Majesty so angry? Is it because I am angry and said ill words in front of Your Majesty's sweetheart? Or did I find out about this? I feel sorry for you and dare not face me?"

Emperor Wen's figure suddenly froze. He was shocked and shook his hand to push Qinghuan away from his back. Because the impact was too great in his heart, he could not control his strength. Qinghuan was pushed by him and hit the wall hard. Although she was willful, she was just a weak little woman. She couldn't stand it so much. She fell to the ground and let out a muffled groan.

"I'm just talking nonsense! Will I feel sorry for you? You're too arrogant to yourself! Ruolan, don't forget what you are!" Emperor Wen said coldly, trying to hide the shock in his heart.

Qinghuan lay on the ground and laughed: "Your Majesty is so angry."

"I don't!" Emperor Wen roared, "I think you really don't want to live anymore!"

"I don't want to live anymore...haha." Qing Huan laughed, "Your Majesty once called me Lan'er. How long has it been since then? Your Majesty wants me Lan'er."

Emperor Wen felt guilty inexplicably. His beautiful thin lips were pursed tightly, trying to give himself some strength to erect a wall between the two. He firmly believed that he loved Lan'er, and the reason why Qinghuan was disturbed was just because of her nonsense.

But... why did she keep lying there and refuse to get up? Could it be that she was injured? Emperor Wen frowned, not knowing what she was nervous about. Even if she was injured, she was asking for help. He didn't punish her, so she should be happy!

Qinghuan was lying on the ground, and from the corner of her eyes she swept to the dark guards who were still upside down. He was still in the _(:3"∠)_ position, which looked a little funny, but Qinghuan felt sad and couldn't laugh at all. Just as the dark guards' eyes swept over, she smiled at him - it was even worse than crying.

She was actually very sad. This was the subconscious thought of the secret guard.

Then Qing Huan slowly got up from the ground. In fact, her elbows were rubbed and her spine hurt. However, she did not show weakness, but instead showed a brighter smile: "Why didn't your Majesty speak? Did you get me wrong?"

"All nonsense."

"How could it be nonsense?" Qinghuan walked towards Emperor Wen with a smile. He was sure that he would not hurt her again. He gently hugged his thin waist again and murmured, "Your Majesty has never seen his heart clearly. I have been with Your Majesty for so many years. Your Majesty actually loves me. I am the one who loves you now and will become the one who loves you in the future. Your Majesty is waiting to see you."

Her confidence tends to be blind. Emperor Wen wanted to laugh at her, but he didn't say it. Qinghuan hugged Emperor Wen, and her petite body snuggled on his chest. "The girl inside was just a beautiful dream when His Majesty was young. Is Your Majesty still young? When will this dream be done? One day, His Majesty will wake up from the dream, and then...heh."

She didn't say anything more, but Emperor Wen wanted to hear what she could say next. The delicate body in his arms was so gentle and beautiful, and he suddenly felt a fire in his chest slowly burning, spreading, all the way down.

But just as his hand couldn't help but want to hug Qinghuan back, Qinghuan left his arms and turned to the secret guard who was lying on the ground: "Your Majesty, what's his name?"

Emperor Wen froze and wanted to get angry. After a while, he replied in a muffled voice: "Eleventh."

"Since he has been exposed and I have seen it, will Your Majesty give him to me?" Qinghuan made a painful expression. "It can be regarded as making up for the rudeness of Your Majesty just now, look." As she said that, she rolled up her sleeves. Under the bright red sleeves, there was a big bruise on her snowy skin, and blood was spreading.

Eleven, even the secret guard was a man, how could Emperor Wen allow a man to stay with his concubine? It was just... He seemed to think of something, and looked at Qinghuan with a slight alienation and alertness. The power of the harem had been handed over to her for a while. He always thought that she was a harmless woman. Unexpectedly, with power, she could be so powerful.

It would be better to put Eleven next to her and secretly monitor her to see what she is feeling for.

So Emperor Wen nodded: "I can give it to you on the eleventh day, but from today, you are not allowed to step into my bedroom again, and you cannot tell the matter here, otherwise... don't blame me for turning against you."

Qing Huan laughed: "Your Majesty has long been ruthless to me, so why do you need to threaten me again?"

Eleven followed Qinghuan like this. He didn't like to talk or appear in front of others. He was invisible in the darkness at all times, but when Qing Hua called him, he would appear in front of her as soon as possible.

Qinghuan continued to be her mighty and domineering Concubine Lan, and from time to time he thought of some ways to dislike him. The concubines in the harem complained and were worried that they would be sad for a while after offending her in the past.

Regarding Qinghuan's break into the bedroom, Emperor Wen just forgot. He still needs her, the favorite concubine, before he completely gained Lan'er's heart. But for some reason, when he was with Lan'er, his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction, and he always remembered the glimpse of his youth, full of stunning and love. But now... whenever he sees Lan'er's face, Emperor Wen will be in a moment of trance, and sometimes he is not sure who he sees.

Is it Lan'er or Ruolan?

Although he thought it was nonsense, Emperor Wen was still influenced by what Qinghuan said during the day. She dared to say that he loved her. Lan'er, who he wanted, was his dream, and it was a dream that was beyond reach. It was beautiful when he was far away, but when he was close, it was just such a dream.

She also said that his dream will wake up one day, and when he wakes up, what will happen?

With this doubt, Emperor Wen set up in Qilan Temple again that night.

But this time he never expected to see such a scene. As soon as he entered, the little girl Tuancui stood outside and looked panicked when she saw him. Emperor Wen's heart sank. What the hell was that woman doing? He immediately ordered someone to cover Tuancui's mouth and walked in by himself.

As a result, Emperor Wen was so angry that he wanted to kill people!

Look at what she was wearing! She actually dared to sit at the same table with a foreign man and pick up food for that man?!

Emperor Wen was angry that Eleventh Day was not easy. He really couldn't understand what Empress Lan was thinking. She was so sad during the day under the hurt of His Majesty and she was almost crying, but she immediately got him and turned to tease him in various ways. It was really... Eleventh looked at the Guru in front of her expressionlessly, refusing to open her mouth.

"It's delicious, don't you really try it? Will this palace lie to you?!" Qing Huan said with a smile. In fact, she was not attentive, but just wanted to take this opportunity to see what Eleven looks like.

Eleven's face wearing a mask only showed a pair of eyebrows and eyes. Although he couldn't see the whole picture clearly, his eyebrows were growing on his temples, his dark eyes were deep, and his forehead was full. Unless he had a garlic nose and sausage mouth, he would definitely not be much ugly.
Chapter completed!