The Virtuous Concubine of the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 122 The Night of the First Snow (2)

"Hmm..." Jiaorong was about to fall asleep in the quilt, but at this moment, she suddenly frowned and narrowed her eyes again, as if she wanted to say something.

Noticing Jiaorong's point, the emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned down slightly, and got a little closer to her, trying to hear what she was saying clearly.

Jiao Rong's mood seemed a little uneasy, she smelled of alcohol and cold, she rubbed against the quilt twice, and said in a low voice: "Eh Mo...don't leave the fleece..."

Hearing this, the emperor was stunned for a moment, realizing that Jiaorong was thinking about his mother, his eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly sat next to Jiaorong, lifting her from the couch, but did not speak.

At this moment, Jiao Rong couldn't tell who was who. She felt that there was a warm person beside her, and she leaned towards him like a kitten, and softly said in a dizzy voice: "Em... Ronger Miss you so much... You said you would watch Rong'er get married with your own eyes, but...but Rong'er is already married, where are you..."

Jiaorong babbled a few words drunkenly, and then began to cry, her eyes reddened by wine were also filled with tears at this moment, she looked very pitiful, and one couldn't help but want to coax her.

The emperor's deep eyes were fixed on Jiaorong's face at this moment, he stretched out his fingers and gently stroked her cheek, wiping away the layer of tears from his eyes.The moment he really felt the wetness, the emperor frowned.Jiaorong is such a strong and sexual woman on weekdays, but she is also a little girl who can't help but cry when she is drunk.

It was Jiaorong's words at this time that suddenly reminded the emperor that Jiaorong had been canonized for so long, and he hadn't gotten to know Wu Ya's family or her family. It really shouldn't be.

"No one will leave you, I'm here." The emperor's voice was a little gentler, much gentler than usual, he hugged Jiaorong a little bit, trying to make her feel his love exist.

Ke Jiaorong heard this, but stopped crying, and slowly calmed down, and finally raised her eyes slightly, and looked at the emperor with a pair of snowy eyes.

In the next second, before the emperor could react, Jiao Rong suddenly stretched out his hand, and pinched the emperor's face lightly and lightly, with a blurred look in his eyes: "You are not Ermo... who are you... "

At this moment, the emperor's face became a little stinky for no reason.After all, from childhood to adulthood, no one dared to pinch his face like this, so that the emperor subconsciously grabbed Jiaorong's wrist and put down her kitten's paw.

Unexpectedly, Jiaorong's wrist seemed to be hurt by this blow, she sat up immediately, quickly withdrew her hand, groaned in pain, looked at the emperor with aggrieved and resentful expressions, and shouted without saying a word One sentence: "You hurt me!"

The emperor was a little confused by this cry, he looked at Jiao Rong's face that was obviously not sober, and didn't know what to say.Jiaorong is usually a very cold person, with almost no emotions, neither too happy nor too disappointed, but who knew that when she was drunk, her mood would be so unstable, crying for a while and shouting in anger .

"I..." The emperor looked at Jiaorong like this, and was at a loss for words for a moment. As an emperor, it was impossible for him to say "I'm sorry" to Jiaorong, but looking at the expression of the little girl at this moment, it seemed that it would be easy to come up in the next second scratch him.

When the two were at a stalemate, Jiaorong pouted suddenly, seeing the emperor's expression changed, and her voice became weaker: "But for the sake of your good looks, let's put it aside for now." over you."

Now that Jiaorong sat up, the already light clothes on her body were messed up by her. The fair neck, protruding collarbone and exposed curves looked very attractive at the moment. eye.

The emperor just glanced down at her slightly, his face became much colder, his throat couldn't help moving, and he silently looked away.If Jiaorong hadn't promised that she wouldn't force her, how could he remain indifferent in Jiaorong's current state.

But the emperor calmed down, but Jiao Rong didn't stop. When she saw the emperor turned his head away, she immediately moved forward a little bit, frowned and said, "Why are you like this? I even praised you for looking good. Don't you think so?" Do you know how to praise me?"

"Praise you?" Hearing these words, the emperor was startled.Is this actually a question that Jiao Rong can ask?How many times had he praised her before, and even spent a lot of pen and ink writing love poems, but Jiaorong simply dismissed her and didn't even bother to pay attention to him, and now he even asks him to praise her?

"Yes, I am such a young and good-looking beauty in front of you..." Jiaorong leaned forward again, only an inch away from the emperor's face, and there seemed to be a layer of love in her eyes Mist, with a strong smell of alcohol, said: "Are you not moved at all?"

The emperor is worthy of being an emperor, and he can remain still in such a situation. He stares into Jiaorong's eyes at close range, and his pupils move slightly, like the deep sea, which is unpredictable.

Excited?Who can win the emperor's heart?The drunken silly girl in front of me asked more embarrassing questions than winning thousands of miles.But at this moment, the emperor didn't retreat the slightest bit, nor did he take his eyes off half a step.

I don't know how long I've been staring at the emperor at close range, but Jiaorong's eyes seemed a little more lonely, she lowered her eyes slightly, and said disappointedly: "Forget it, I'm a child abandoned by Er Mo, so I must not be too aggressive." People like it, otherwise Emo wouldn't have left."

After the words fell, Jiaorong backed away, like an abandoned kitten, returning to the sad and desolate state just now.

But not long after she retreated, there was a sudden cold feeling on the back of her neck.Jiao Rong was startled by the coldness, and before she raised her head, her whole body was pushed forward by the force on her neck, and then her lips were covered with a kind of expression that had never been seen before. temperature.

Even if Jiaorong was still drunk, her eyes widened in disbelief at the moment, her reason was soaked in wine, so she didn't push the person in front of her away.

The emperor kissed her lightly, and then slowly opened the distance, the hand covering the back of Jiao Rong's neck directly patted the back of her head, and said gently: "What silly things are you talking about, I like it very much."

"What are you doing..." Jiaorong was obviously a little panicked, her voice softened a lot, she reached out to touch her lips, but she didn't touch it as if she was afraid, so she could only continue to look at it with her lovely and pitiful eyes. With the emperor.

Jiaorong's expression immediately reminded the emperor of her appearance when he forcibly canonized her earlier.Now the emperor's face darkened, and he frowned, thinking whether he should apologize.He clearly said that he would not touch Jiaorong before she agreed, but now he is taking advantage of her when she is drunk, which is really not a gentleman.

(End of this chapter)