Chapter 139

Seeing that the beauty was in a low mood, the emperor immediately took the man into his arms: "Why are your eyes red? All the children are here, and they are not afraid of being laughed at? "

Then he spoiled and scraped the nose of the imperial concubine.

On one side, Xiao Jintang lowered his head and pretended that nothing had happened. But Xiao Jinshun didn't know what kind of magic barrier he was in. He looked at the delicate looking imperial concubine leaning on the emperor's arms, tender as water.

His heart suddenly some uncomfortable, the father's appearance is not bad, but the age is placed there, also not young, and the imperial concubine together, how to see how disobedient.

The imperial concubine is so beautiful, so young, my father is not worthy of her!

With this thought, his heart beat heavily!

What is he thinking?

In order to cover up his uneasiness, he immediately lowered his head, took the soup bowl on the table, drank it in a hurry, and then was scalded.

"Hiss"

He was numb at the tip of his tongue, and the other three looked at him together, "what's the matter with shun'er?"

The imperial concubine asked with a gentle smile. Xiao Jinshun looked at her with concern and drank a cup of tea in embarrassment. "No, it's OK. It's hot just now."

"Why are you so careless?"

The Emperor gave him a light look.

Xiao Jinshun was in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, the Emperor didn't pay attention to him, so he continued to flirt with the imperial concubine.

He was quietly relieved.

On one side, Xiao Jintang squinted, looking at Xiao Jinshun's subtle expression, as if thinking.

Half of the meal was spent by the emperor flirting with the imperial concubine. Xiao Jintang and Xiao jinshunguang had enough dog food. After eating, they quickly went out of the palace.

When only the emperor and the imperial concubines were left in Yunfu palace, the picture was indescribable.

After going to Yunyu, the emperor went to sleep with a satisfied face.

The imperial concubine whispered in his ear, "Your Majesty, your majesty?"

The emperor fell asleep and did not respond.

The smile of the imperial concubine's mouth disappeared, and the whole person looked very cold.

She got up with a light step, wrapped the gauze on one side of her body, stepped barefoot on the golden carpet, went to the censer, opened the cover of the censer, took out the new spices from the small dark grid on one side, and poured them in.

When the wisps of smoke rose, the corner of her mouth uncanny hook up, and then closed the lid.

Turning back to the bed, she sat down slowly. She leaned over the emperor's ear and breathed out like a orchid. Her voice was soft and enchanting. "Your Majesty, your Highness the prince is the son of the queen. What you hate most is the queen. Her son is a bastard, a bastard of Jin Pingjiang. You must not let him inherit the throne."

The emperor, who had been sleeping soundly, moved his eyes under his eyelids. His ears were slightly dry, and his lips opened and closed. He murmured in a low voice, "the prince is a bastard. He can't succeed to the throne, the queen."

After listening to him, the imperial concubine stood up straight with satisfaction, and her fingers smeared with Yinhong Koudian ran across his eyebrows and eyes

After all this, she went outside, called for water and bathed herself.

Soaking in the tub, smelling the fragrance of the petals, she let out a long breath, "this is clean."

There was a touch of disgust in her eyes, and she rubbed her skin hard.

The next morning, the emperor issued a new decree, saying that the prince had gone to the North First, and then sent the second prince and the third prince to escort the relief supplies to appease the people.