Seventeenth bowl of soup (three)

Although he was a little thinner and weaker, his body was as white and tender as jade, and he was also very beautiful. The emperor didn't care whether she had to go to bed after half a year, and he only cared about his own happiness. He took a pill before leaving the palace, which was just for the sake of clear eyes. Unexpectedly, when he met this little woman, he became fiercely fierce. He went from afternoon to second half of the night, and was still unwilling to let go.

Qinghuan had no fun at all, her body became hot, and in the end she had no resistance and was soft and let the emperor mercy. When he let go, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not dare to hold on to her, nor did she dare to keep it on the couch. When she got together, her legs became weak and she was caught in her arms by the emperor. He was obsessed with Taoism and had a good smell of sandalwood. Qinghuan thought to herself, I don’t know how those witchcraft warlocks deceived him. How can mortals live forever? Even if they get an eternal life, they may not be able to live happily. It would be better to live a few decades well, and it would be better to be a human being.

After asking her, the emperor's tone also relaxed a little: "When you go back, someone will take care of you. When I want to see you, you will come with the person who picks you up."

Qinghuan responded softly. Seeing that she was so informed and tactful, the emperor felt a little relieved. The concubines in the palace were often seen, as if Qinghuan was as cold and calm as water, which made the emperor very interested. He held Qinghuan's hand, and compared with her frost-like cream, these jade hands were beautiful and rougher. "Support them well in the future, I don't want to hold a bunch of ribs."

It was probably not in the palace, so the tone of speaking was relatively easy-going. The emperor could not refuse the kindness of the emperor, and Qinghuan responded to it all.

After returning, no one noticed that she disappeared. Fu Wei was worse than air in this family. However, the emperor did not forget her. Maybe it was related to the third prince and the prime minister. Qinghuan was not a palace concubine. For the emperor, she was probably the wild flowers that were a little more fragrant than the flowers in the family. He was quite interested in her and asked her for her body, one because she was interested at that time, and the other was to prevent her from hiding her from hiding her, and continued to interact with the third prince. Qinghuan smiled at the window frame. This emperor was really suspicious.

She lowered her head and smiled, and then went to bed.

From that day on, even though no one was taking care of her in the yard, Qinghuan never worried about food. There were always people who gave her food and supplements, and even beautify the beauty and beauty. Every three or five days, the guard commander named Guangwei would come over, take her out without knowing it, and send her back with the Emperor Chunfeng for a while. Qinghuan thought that the Emperor probably fell in love with this feeling of "stealing".

There is no old saying that a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, a prostitute is not as good as a steal, and a prostitute is not as good as a steal. It’s a pity that she doesn’t have the courage to let the emperor steal, and she always looks like she accepts it.

The emperor gradually became obsessed with her. Qinghuan was well-informed and knowledgeable, and spoke well. He was not as sticky as a concubine in the palace when he saw him. The emperor felt that getting along with her was particularly relaxed and happy. Sometimes when he returned to the palace, he would call her by her name when he was not careful and called her to serve tea and add fragrance to the red sleeves, but he couldn't.

So from the beginning, he gradually became interested in his heart, but he had not noticed it yet, but his heart was more and more fulfilled when Qinghuan entered the palace. He was busy with government affairs, and as the end of the year approached, he was even more busy. Sometimes it was difficult to see a little beauty once a month. After a long time, the emperor could not stand the pain of longing for love.

He himself didn't think that Jin Chuan, who had been by his side for decades, was secretly shocked. He thought that His Majesty was just looking for a toy, but over time, His Majesty did not treat the second girl of the Fu family with the attitude towards the toys? Jin Chuan's eyes were so powerful. Although the second girl was timid and thoughtful every time, His Majesty never refused what she wanted to do.

It was still the second girl who was unintentional. If she was interested in competing for favor... Jinchuan shivered and took care of Qinghuan even more. She also gave her three meals and rouge jewelry more respectfully. She thought to herself, she might not be sure who would rely on the glory of the Fu family in the future!

This year has finally passed, and naturally no one came to Qinghuan's small yard. The Fu family gathered in the front yard, laughing and laughing. Qinghuan didn't feel lonely, so she climbed onto the roof alone. It was cold, but there were fireworks everywhere. She was lying down and just saw clearly.

There are lights in thousands of houses, but she is alone.

Fu Wei is weak and timid. If it were this kind of personality, the emperor would not have looked at her. What really attracted others' attention was her own demeanor and charm. She was no longer the same as before, so it was very difficult to make her feel moved.

Even the emperor, the most noble person in the world, is no exception.

She came to this world to fulfill the ghost's wishes, and nothing else was within her consideration.

With his hands spread out, he was very rare to lie down in a large shape without any image. Anyway, no one was seen in the yard. The third prince often came to the mansion, but Qinghuan kept avoiding him, one for self-protection, and the other was also aware that the emperor didn't say anything, and he was looking for someone to look at her privately! There seemed to be no one around her, but the emperor had a lot of ears and ears. After he became concerned about her, he thought that he knew even how many bites she had eaten every day.

If the emperor treated him as sincerely as those he had met before, Qinghuan would not have chosen this method.

Not long after lying, snowflakes floated in the sky. Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, and she didn't rush to get up. She lay down for a while until it was cold before entering the house.

Then she was tragically infected with the cold... It was a coincidence that she didn't have to see the emperor or the outsider. It was so good!

Although the Fu family ignored her, Jinchuan served her thoughtfully. Even the medicine was boiled and sent by someone. Qinghuan drank it for a few days and gradually improved. However, the medicine was so bitter that she was too lazy to drink it and secretly poured it out. The cold lasted for a few days, and it didn't heal until the night of the Lantern Festival.

She is the same age as the third lady of the Fu family. She has been growing up for half a month, but she is not as valued as her heel skin... In May and Haidian, the mansion has started to arrange things now, but no one cares about her life or death. Qinghuan sighed and felt that Fu Wei was also pitiful. No wonder she was moved by the little bit of warmth of the third prince and was crushed to pieces.

She lay sickly on the bed. During the day, she heard the servants say that the masters were going out to watch the lanterns and guessing riddles tonight. They were very happy. Everyone received the rewards, and the servants rarely had a vacation. In addition to the necessary guards, the mansion was completely empty.

Qinghuan didn't care. She was happy and comfortable alone. Moreover, the small courtyard was remote and quiet. She planted a lot of flowers and trees herself and carefully decorated the room. Although it cannot be said to be luxurious, it is very elegant.

Just as she was sitting on the bed reading a book and was drowsy, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of her. She was startled and looked up. The book in her hand fell off. She quickly got up and wanted to kneel down, but the other party pressed back to the bed: "No need to be polite."

Qinghuan simply wanted to call the police! What's this?! The state banquet is over and the family banquet is about to be held. Why did the dog emperor appear here?!

The dog emperor didn't know what Qinghuan was thinking, but just looked at the surrounding environment with a sigh. Although it was pure and elegant, it was a little simple. He thought how could such a beauty live in such a broken place? He wanted to build a golden house to hide a charm! He saw Qinghuan, and saw that her face was pale and her lips were no longer rosy, and he said coldly: "Is it fun to lie on the roof to watch the snow?"

Qinghuan was not surprised that the emperor would know his "elegant actions" and said, "It's fun."

The emperor really didn't expect that she would dare to say something fun. The rest of the rebukes were rotten in her stomach before she could express her anger. She became angry again. She thought that the beauty was good everywhere, but she actually lived like this in the Fu family?! During this period, he had already figured out Qinghuan's situation and routine, and became increasingly unbelievable. In the Fu family, a scholarly family, there was another lady suffering such a hardship. "How dare they treat you so slowly! I--"

"Your Majesty, don't be angry." Qinghuan didn't care much. "My aunt made a big mistake back then, and now my mother treats me well, I am very grateful."

Although, he turned a blind eye and let his servants bully her.

But they did not deduct monthly silver every month, but they just had the evil slaves bullied their master... Qinghuan even thought of the reasons for the Fu family. Even if she became rich in the future and came to settle the score with the Fu family, they would at most kill the servants in the yard and vent their anger, and they did nothing wrong.

When the emperor heard her tone was calm, he really had no resentment. He didn't know what to do with her for a moment. The girl looked weak and actually had a lot of opinion. He hadn't seen a beautiful woman for a long time and missed her a lot, so he asked her to move in and squeeze in, like an ordinary man: "For you, I said halfway through Gongyan that I was unwell and went back to the bedroom to rest, and then came to see you."

The unfinished words Qinghuan knew that she was kind and thanked: "Thank you for your love, my daughter is afraid."

He said he was panic, but he was not panic at all.

The emperor had known her for a long time and knew that this was her temper, so he was not angry. It was rare that a woman showed him true face. It was his feeling that she was beautiful and ugly. However, the feeling of being treated sincerely was very good, so he could tolerate Qinghuan's meaning except respect when she saw him.

The girl didn't put him in her heart from beginning to end, and the emperor could see that. However, the more she did this, the more he was unwilling to give up and wanted to win. He was a big man who had lived for more than 30 years or a noble emperor. Can't he control a little girl?!

This is something the emperor refused to admit.
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