Upon hearing that Concubine Yuan Shu was going to bathe in the bathing place at this time, Yuexiu couldn't help but persuade: "It's already halfway through the ugly time. The empress should rest, and she will have to organize a palace banquet tomorrow!"

"No." Concubine Yuan Shu waved her hand, "The palace banquet was organized by the old lady who was the queen. She hosted the palace banquet for so many years, but she had so much experience! I don't need to worry too much about it. The palace banquet was just a situation. After tomorrow night, I would be the imperial concubine, and it was only one step away from the queen. Just achieve the goal. If the palace banquet is not a palace banquet, I don't mind what it will do." She said to Yuexiu again: "Go out, I will take a bath and don't like to serve."

This was a problem that Concubine Yuan Shu had just added not long ago. There was originally a dark pavilion in the main hall of Cunshan Palace. It was built by someone when she lived there. There was nothing else in the dark pavilion, just a large bathhouse. Concubine Yuan Shu would occasionally soak in it. But in the past, she still had to serve her servants, but since the time before the Eighth Prince had an accident, she had added a rule that she would not serve anyone when she was bathing, and all servants were not allowed to be present, and they could not even stay in this room.

Yuexiu didn't understand why the master suddenly had such rules, but she just took a bath. Since the master liked someone, it was not convenient for them to disturb him. So whenever Concubine Yuan Shu said she wanted to take a bath, she would voluntarily withdraw and drove away all the servants in the house, leaving herself outside the door to guard him, and not allowing anyone to enter until Concubine Yuan Shu came out.

The same is true today. After there was no one else in the palace, Concubine Yuan Shu fell to the ground barefoot. There was a ground dragon on the ground in her palace, and it was not cold. She saw her quickly walking behind a screen in a corner and gently pushing it on the wall. A dark pavilion immediately appeared. She flashed into her. Before she could close the door of the dark pavilion, the whole person fell into a hug. Her big hands began to fumble on her body. Every place was her most sensitive part, which made Concubine Yuan Shu moan quickly.

"Wait a minute, the door is not closed yet." I finally remember that the door of the Dark Pavilion was closed. Concubine Yuan Shu turned around and closed the door, but she touched it several times but didn't touch it.

The man who hugged her said softly: "What are you afraid of? There are no one else in your palace. I still think we should just go out and have fun on your bed. We are always in a stuffy space, and we are very uninterested." The man said as he wanted to open the door of the dark pavilion, and at the same time he took Concubine Yuan Shu out.

Concubine Yuan Shu was very scared and refused flatly, "No, absolutely not! You forgot what happened to Mo'er that I told you? And what happened to Zhaohe Palace last time? Someone can do that without knowing it. How could you know that there are really no one else in my palace?"

When she said this, the man stopped insisting, but he was not in a good mood. He snorted coldly, reached out to close the door, and then bit Yuan Shufei hard, which made Yuan Shufei scream again.

The two of them quickly fell into the large bathhouse like dry fire. Concubine Yuan Shu didn't know how her clothes were taken off. She felt dizzy and she was already naked. She was hugged tightly by the man, who kept teasing, and the two kept fitting together, and finally got together.

Concubine Yuan Shu was much younger than Emperor Tianwu. She gave birth to a child at her teenage years. Now she is less than forty years. No matter how vigorous Emperor Tianwu was, she could not withstand the needs of women of this age. What's more, Emperor Tianwu ignored her for so many years, and her re-release could not make up for the emptiness of these twenty years. However, the person in front of him was much younger than Emperor Tianwu, and even ten years younger than her. The best age for a man. What he could give her was a completely different feeling from Emperor Tianwu. Concubine Yuan Shu could ask for helplessly from him. No matter what, this man could satisfy her and never disappoint her.

"How about it, it's much better than your old emperor!" The man spoke, whispering softly in Yuan Shufei's ear, breathing out hot air. The bath soup in the pool had a very nice smell of spices, but it was even more fascinating. "It's a pity that he is the emperor, and he has a blessed fortune. He can keep so many women in the palace and use them whenever he wants."

"Hmph!" Concubine Yuan Shu snorted coldly, "So what can it be? He really needs to use it. Which of the women in the harem in the past twenty years is not alone in the empty bedroom? He missed Concubine Yun and threw other people behind his head. He asked me to tell me, you might as well put a Gu on Concubine Yun, and it would be better to commit suicide Gu, so that she can die by herself, so as not to be obsessed with it."

"Then you have to see her." The man turned Yuan Shufei over and continued to move, "I am a Gu master, and I don't know Taoism. No one can meet anyone. Nothing can be said is useless. But you said that Yuehan Palace is so strict that how can you get in?"

When it comes to Concubine Yun, Concubine Yuan Shu was always in a bad mood, so she simply stopped responding to this and only focused on ending the joy at the moment. The two of them had tormented for half an hour and finally calmed down. Concubine Yuan Shu leaned into the man's arms and asked quietly: "Can you add more strength to him? I am always worried in my heart, and I always feel that the other end is out of control. You don't know, the old emperor suddenly remembered the little eunuch who was thrown into the Sin Slaves tonight, and forced the queen to get it back. I am really afraid that he will suddenly understand, and that will be everything."

"Don't worry, my beauty." The man pinched the chest of Concubine Yuan Shu and said, "I gave the old emperor a heart gu, which is not so easy to break. If the beauty is worried, I will urge the insect to urge it later. I will ensure that the old emperor will be obedient again tomorrow morning."

"That's the best." Concubine Yuan Shu fell softly in the man's arms, rolled her eyes and pressed her towards the man...

In this big day, people in each palace and courtyard had their own thoughts, and no one could sleep well. Feng Zirui couldn't sleep either, so he sat in his room and stayed with his maid Yuerong. After staying at the age of the year, he was not sleepy, so he simply started chatting. Yuerong said to him: "Young master, don't be in a hurry. You can see the Royal Princess at a palace banquet tomorrow."

Zi Rui nodded, with a little excitement, "Yes! I will finally see my sister tomorrow. I went back to Beijing to reunite with my sister, but I didn't expect to be taken to the palace directly. After this New Year, I am eleven years old. I think that when my sister was like me, I could take care of me and my mother alone." Whenever I mentioned Feng Yuheng, Zi Rui couldn't get through, and began to tell Yuerong about the days when he was in Xiping Village, saying that Feng Yuheng would go to the mountains to pick mushrooms and mountain vegetables alone, and pick them for a long time. Occasionally, I would bring some herbs and sell them to the barefoot doctor in the village to buy some silver for my mother to eat. Whenever I talk about Yao, Zi Rui would always sigh, and Yuerong didn't ask much, just be the best listener.

The two sat there until Zi Rui finally felt a little sleepy, and then they obediently lay on the bed to sleep. But they were sleepy, but it was too difficult to really fall asleep. I don’t know if he had missed Yuerong just now, but Zi Rui felt that as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of the former in Xiping Village flashed in front of his eyes, including his sister and his mother. Although Yao was weak at that time, he could not do anything, and even make a fire, he was kind and normal. Although that kindness seemed too weak now, it was better than the ruthless break after returning to Beijing.

Finally, everyone fell asleep in their own thoughts. In the Chun Palace, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng lived in the living yard without leaving. The couple's first New Year was sweet, but in the bamboo forest, there were people who couldn't sleep all night, dancing folding fans in the flying snow.

He has been through such loneliness for many years. Every time, Xuan Tianhua will dance with a fan, and every time he dances, he will not allow anyone to approach, and enjoy his unique loneliness alone. Once upon a time, Xuan Tianhua felt that such loneliness was happy for him, because his life did not require anyone's company. He was very good, with a folding fan flying, wearing white clothes, which seemed to be the same color as the world. He liked the feeling of cold snowflakes falling on his face. Although the bamboo forest in winter was not green, it still scented with a faint fragrance, which seemed to make him forget some ordinary things in the world.

But in recent years, I have become more and more unbearable to this loneliness. If there is something in my heart and one person, loneliness will no longer be happy.

Tonight, there were audience members. His folding fan no longer danced alone. In a small corner of the bamboo forest, a small figure stood there quietly, looking up at him like a white porcelain doll, with admiration and desire on his face. The little man only wore a robe and did not wear a cloak. His little faces on both sides were cold red, and his hands were almost stiff, not to mention a pair of feet that had been standing in the snow for a long time. He would almost fall down as soon as he moved. But this still couldn't stop her from looking at the person who danced the fan with all his heart, his eyes shining, as if he saw hope and sunshine.

Xuan Tianhua had known that someone was looking at him below, and at first frowned, but he thought that the servants in the mansion were becoming less and less righteous, and the rules of many years had been broken. But when he saw clearly that the little man standing was nothing else, Feng Xiangrong, who was living here, he knew that this was not a mistake for the servants in the mansion. It must have been the privilege given to Concubine Yun and encouraged the girl to come. He didn't say anything, but his heart was still dancing with his folding fan. His heart, which was not very calm, was a little confused by the small figure watching.

Helplessly, she adjusted slightly while in place, and then turned to look. Her eyes were just opposite to Xiangrong. Xiangrong was stunned and subconsciously wanted to run, but her hands and feet were stiff. She didn't say anything about her movements, and her feet were even more disobedient. She turned around and fell into the snow. She was slightly shocked, afraid that Xuan Tianhua would think she did it on purpose, because it was really like the old-fashioned plot in the play. She didn't want to be such a delicate woman, nor did she want to use this method to win the sympathy of her lover, so she gritted her teeth and tried hard to get up. Even if the movements were very stupid and slow, it was not good-looking. She still worked hard until she finally stood up and ran on the road while staggering.
Chapter completed!