The palace night is quiet, with a hundred flowers rolling on the bead curtain, and a spring rain at night moistened every inch of the land in the imperial city, faintly mixed with a little cold night wind, like a naughty child, quietly lifting the jasper hanging on the door of the imperial study room,

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Dozens of red palace lanterns hung high on the wall around the imperial study room. After the wide dragon case, the fat man was reviewing the memorial. The imperial pen dipped in cinnabar turned it twice in his hand, and then he put it down and filled in a few words. After closing the memorial, he took another book to expand and continued.

The eunuch Cao stood quietly beside the fat man, a few steps away, and heard the sound of the palace juggler. Eunuch Cao hesitated for a moment, and finally called out: "The Emperor" is already in the third update, are you going to rest first?"

The fat man didn't raise his head. He still picked up his pen to review it, and said lightly: "No hurry, there are more than a dozen urgent memorials sent from all over the country. After the couplet is approved, the couplet will rest."

As he said that, the fat man suddenly raised his head and looked at Eunuch Cao, "Is there a memorial sent by Jiang Nan'er?"

Eunuch Cao thought for a while and said, "No today, even if there is one, it is already a palace ban at this time. If the memorial cannot be sent in, they will usually be sent directly to the Ministry of War for filing."

The fat man looked a little stunned, and was silent for a while, murmured: "I don't know if that guy has calmed the Jiangnan Rebellion,"

Ruoyou sighed, and the fat man closed the memorial in his hand, rubbed his temples tiredly, and whispered: "Transfer the couplet. If there is a memorial in Jiangnan in the future, do not need to go through the Ministry of War. I will send it to the palace to see the couplet first."

After thinking about it, the fat man added: "No matter how late you are, you must be sent in. The night guards in the palace must not be blocked.

Eunuch Cao was stunned and hurriedly bowed to answer.

A soft footstep sound came from outside the palace gate, and a soft voice asked the little yellow gate standing outside the gate: "Is the emperor still reviewing the memorial?"

"yes "

As the voice fell, a delicate and graceful figure walked into the door of the Yushuo room. She looked at the purple palace outfit, and the combined cut highlighted her proud curve. Between the towering temples, two golden steps were inserted obliquely, trembling and swinging as she walked, making a pleasant jingle sound.

The fat man finally showed a little warmth when he saw her tired eyes.

"Niao Niao, why haven't you fall asleep yet?"

When Eunuch Cao saw Niao Niao coming in, he hurriedly bowed to her tactfully, bowed and retreated outside the door, and carefully closed the door of the study.

Niao Niao was still as cold as the fat man when he first met her, but there was a little bit of unresolved affection in his eyes when he looked at her.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night. Are you still working on national affairs?" Niao Niao's voice was as sweet as her appearance.

The fat man took her hand and gently took it, Niao Niao sat in his arms, full of warm and soft jade. The fat man took a deep breath and smelled the faint fragrance of her body greedily.

When the former crown prince rebelled, Fang Zheng and he agreed that Niao Niao had a problem. The two of them estimated that she was a detailed work sent by the former crown prince. So during that time, the fat man was very cold and guarded against her, but the prince was defeated and died. The fat man still had no love for her. He felt that since the prince died, Niao Niao had no reason to be hostile to him, so the fat man became more and more affectionate with her again, and his feelings became deeper and deeper.

No matter whether a man or a woman is trapped in the whirlpool of emotions, no one will be too rational. Throughout history, so many emperors have lost their country, and many of them have lost their country because of their beloved women. Do those kings who lost their country regret it? No one knows that the happiness of being with their beloved is real, even so real that they can touch.

"It's hard to do state affairs!" When talking about state affairs, a little haze flashed across the fat man's cheerful face.

Niao Niao closed her eyes and leaned quietly in his arms, listening to the fat man's heartbeat, a complicated smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"There is a severe drought in the north. The Yellow River broke its dam, and tens of thousands of victims fled to the south. The King of Thailand in the south was in chaos, and the Turkic soldiers and horses in the grasslands in the northwest were ready to move again." Lianhe was so tired. "

The fat man sighed deeply. Like Fang Zheng, he was both young and old. The country's agriculture, taxes, rivers, and military affairs were all pressed on him alone. The fat man felt that he had never been so tired in his life.

"Emperors also have their own sufferings. Master, you have lost a lot these days. You need to take care of your dragon body." The slender hand gently stroked the fat man's face. The fat man closed his eyes comfortably, as comfortable as a child lying in his mother's arms. He didn't notice the complex and unexplained gaze flashing in Niao Niao's eyes when he mentioned the "King of Thailand".

"Everyone wants to be an emperor, but Lian really can't figure it out. What else can the emperor have to do except for the house he lives in is a little bigger than others?" the fat man sighed.

Niao Niao stared at the swaying red candle on the dragon table in a daze. Her expression also became like a candlelight. She sighed softly. Niao Niao's voice was as distant as it was floating from a faraway place, and she murmured like a dream: "Yes" If you are not the emperor, how great it would be,"

The fat man was stunned and then smiled and said, "If Lian had not been this emperor, he would have been a dead person now. Even the royal people were so extreme. They either enjoyed the glory or had a miserable end. Lian had no choice,"

Niao Niao also smiled. The cool smile on her face suddenly added a bit of intoxicating spring to the whole room.

The fat man looked at Niao Niao's smile and couldn't help but be stunned. Even though he was lingering in the sun, he still couldn't get tired of watching it. Niao Niao always has the charm that made him obsessed with.

"Niao Niao, fortunately you are by your side, and I have relieved many worries about the couplet. After the great funeral of my father, the couplet will appoint you as the concubine. From now on, you and I will accompany you all day long in this deep palace. The couplet plays the piano for you, and you dance for your couplet.

Niao Niao's expression suddenly became a little dim, and she leaned in the fat man's arms, unwilling to speak for a long time.

The love between you is in love and deeply talk about the silk relationship.

If you have not let me down, how can I bear to let you down?

"Emperor, why are you the emperor?" Niao Niao's eyes suddenly turned slightly red.

The fat man looked at her in confusion, "Niao Niao, what's wrong with you today? But he doesn't have any health.

Niao Niao was startled and smiled

"Your Majesty, do you like to watch Niao Niao dance for you? Niao Niao dances a song for you in this imperial study to relieve your fatigue of working hard on national affairs. How about it?" Niao Niao's smile became desolate.

The news from the Thai king outside the palace flashed in her mind: "Wait for an opportunity to kill him by drinking poison."

This cold order also declared her fate. The imperial palace poisoned the emperor and her fate had no other way except to die.

The fat man didn't realize that murderous intent was gradually rising in the study, and he still smiled and said, "It's so great, come for the couplet dance, wait. How can there be no wine when there is a dance? People come!"

The little yellow gate respectfully pushed the pill into it.

"Get a pot of good wine."

“Yes, the emperor

Not long after, Xiaohuangmen came in with the wine, and Niao Niao sighed inward. He took the wine pot with his humble hand and turned to face the fat man. A very small red thing quietly slipped into the pot, quickly merging with the wine, colorless and invisible.

The water sleeves were long brushing, and the eyes were flowing. Niao Niao began to dance gracefully in the fat man's obsessed gaze.

Her agile figure twisted and swayed like a small snake on the scarlet carpet in the imperial study room, and gave her a sad smile. She danced and sang: "Flowers fall with the water, and arrows fly away from the strings. There is nowhere to meet each other in this life. Even if the Yangtze River flows westward, it will not be full of resentment for thousands of years. The alliance is without support, and the love is limited. I hope that the soul will turn into a mud swallow. I will return once a year. The part-time man's courtyard is alone.

As the beautiful oriole first sings, the fat man clapped his high-high and calmed his eyes, staring at the graceful dance posture of Niao Niao, his eyes full of admiration.

Niao Niao's body was moving faster and faster. Bai Wanlixue's beautiful face had slightly exuded a layer of delicate sweat. When the dance was at its most dazzling moment, Niao Niao's body suddenly stopped. She gently and slowly walked to the dragon table. Her slender hands filled a glass of fine wine, slowly handed it to the fat man, and showed him the most beautiful smile in his life.

"Emperor. I wish you a prosperous country and a long life. Please drink this cup full of wine.

"Crack!"

A thunder echoed over the green shade hall.

Fang Zheng was so scared that his neck shrank, his face suddenly pale. Then he hugged Han Yizhen on the side without hesitation, exclaiming: "It's thunder, I'm afraid, I'm so scared."

Halfway through the way, he saw Han Yizhen's pretty face as cold as frost, and his eyes were cold to look at him. Fang Zheng was suffocated, and his hand that he took advantage shrank back. He touched his nose awkwardly, and he laughed dryly.

"That's what? I'm not very brave when I'm young. Hehe. When it's thundering, I like to find something to hug. If something is closest to me, I'll hug you. I laughed at you."

Han Yizhen raised her beautiful eyebrows and seemed to be unintentionally fattening her eyes at the pillar closest to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng immediately reacted and shook his head quickly and said, "No. I don't hold a pillar. I like to hold soft things, elastic things, and things that can make sounds. Fang Zheng said, and looked at Han Yizhen with a slight body, not very pure eyes.

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Han Yizhen saw him looking at him lustfully, and her whole body felt sore. She thought of the shameful scene in the inn in Xuji Town. Her pretty face turned red in shame, but she still tried hard to keep her face from being too rude.

The front hall fell silent, and Han Zhu happily wrote a letter to the old man of the Fang family. How angry he would have to bear when he returned to the capital in the future. Fang Zheng himself didn't know.

There was a wife for no reason. Fang Zheng felt strange in his heart. He always felt that he had a legendary life. He was courted by the princess and forced to push him by the bandits. Now he was forced to get a wife by the head of the aristocratic family. It would be fine if he didn't want it. He was anxious about you,

Could it be that my handsomeness hurt me again?

Fang Zheng was a little sad, so he would be disfigured from now on. He could not stay at home anymore, and he also needed a lot of money to support his wife.

He glanced at Han Yizhen and saw that her face was still covered in frost and she sat motionlessly on her head. Just like when she first saw her, Fang Zheng couldn't help but become curious. 1. This girl is so cold to me. No matter how she looks, she doesn't look like she is interested in herself. Why did her father have to put me and her together? Just for the development and growth of the Han family? Would she be willing?

It seems that she is not willing to do so, but on the day she was kidnapped by Ye Minzhi, she blocked herself without hesitation, but why?

Fang Zheng was confused. Women, it was too difficult to understand women. Their behavior and thoughts were incomprehensible. One hundred women had a hundred different personalities. For example, taking advantage of the robbery on the street, some women would be angry. Some women were very happy. This made the robbery very confused and had nothing to do.

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Fang Zheng coughed twice, breaking the awkward silence, and starting to have nothing to say, raised his hand and pointed to the sky. Fang Zheng smiled dryly, "It's raining."

"Yes." Han Yizhen responded lightly, his eyelids drooped.

"It's time to collect your clothes when it rains. Fang Zheng seems to feel infinite emotion.

"Um."

"The spring breeze and rain are so sad" aria.

"Tolerate "

"I still have pairs of underwear hanging outside and confiscated."

"Um."

Fang Zheng couldn't find nonsense anymore, and there was another silence in the front hall.

After a long time, Han Yizhen raised his eyes and stared at him coldly.

"Fang Zheng. Do you think I am a shameless woman?"

Fang Zheng's eyelids twitched and he hurriedly said, "How could that be? You are too polite." Ah. No, you are too modest, damn! Anyway, it doesn't mean that. I always treat you like a goddess in my heart."

Han Yizhen pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a wry smile: "Do you think my Han family is a companion to the phoenix, and marriage with your Fang family is just to seek a backer for the family?"

"Of course not. The Han family is the first family in Jiangnan, and the emperor has to respect him three points. How can the saying of climbing the dragon and attaching to the phoenix?"

"Fang Zheng, no matter what my father thinks, I, Han Yizhen, are naturally tall." I don't want to and don't bother to climb up to anyone. It's your business that you have power and power. "It doesn't matter, the man I, Han Yizhen, likes, even if he is a beggar on the street, as long as I like him, I am willing to do anything for him, even if I die for him, I am willing!"

Holding the shyness in his heart, Han Yizhen bravely stared at Fang Zheng. The tenderness in his eyes was like endless silk, lingering and deep.

Similarly, even if he is powerful, even if his wife and concubines are everywhere in his family, as long as I like it, I don’t mind. I like his people, not the power background and money behind him. My Han family does not lack these things."

"Fang Zheng, you are not a good person. This was discovered from the first time I saw you. You are sinister and cunning, despicable and shameless, and you have no idea of ​​good and evil. You say and do everything based on interest. In theory, I will never like a man like you."

Fang Zheng's face turned black.
To be continued...