The cold noodle emperor and the pretty princess

Chu Shen smiled and said, "Look, although my imperial concubine is still young, she has an exquisite heart that is more delicate and transparent than any woman, don't you think?"

"Yes, yes." The girls secretly wiped off their cold sweat, and nodded frequently in response.

How could the women in the harem not know about the grand and important matter of the emperor marrying the imperial concubine?

It's just that neither of them is willing to publicly admit Yunqin's identity.

Any concubine would feel unhappy to be crushed on her head by a three-year-old doll.

Since the Concubine De, who is the lord of the harem, intends to give the imperial concubine a blow, these women are happy to follow along and watch the show.

However, they didn't expect to meet the Emperor Chu and the imperial concubine in the imperial garden today, and they taught everyone to be dangerous.

Concubine De's virtuousness has always been praised by the emperor, but she did not expect to be reprimanded for a little baby today. Naturally, the other concubines were all concerned and did not dare to underestimate this young concubine. .

What's more, just now more than a dozen pairs of eyes clearly saw the emperor walking all the way with the little doll on his back. Everyone thought it was extremely rare, but they dared not speak out to point out that this was against the rules.

No one can fathom the emperor's mind. Most people think that the emperor may just feel sorry for the young concubine, so he will love him more and more. .

Chu Shen held the baby's hand and got up.

All the concubines hurriedly saluted and sent them off.

Not long after Chu Shen and Yunqin left the Zuihua Pavilion, Yunqin went up to hug his thigh and act like a spoiled child.

Chu Shenfu picked up the little baby again and let her lean against his cool back.

Yun Qin buried her small face between his black hair and muttered, "I seem to have smelled this fragrance somewhere before."

A faint fragrance, lingering at the nose, is the kind of inexplicable smell.

Just smells good.

Yunqin was a little hungry and a little tired after tossing around for a long time.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, the sun was setting and the night was getting hazy.

He was lying on a mahogany couch, with a thin mattress covering his belly.

The emperor was sitting in front of the desk not far away, reading the scriptures, resting his chin with one hand, his straight eyebrows were slightly raised, but they did not open for a while.

Yun Qin stared at his jade-like flawless side face in a daze.

Even after many years, I still never forget this scene.

Under the twilight of the setting sun, the young man holding the booklet had the quiet and deep eyes...

The maid in charge of the lantern has already lit dozens of palace lanterns on the hall, illuminating the whole study room brightly.

The eunuch who was waiting to pass on the meal came in anxiously twice to ask for instructions, and was thrown out by the emperor with an unkind expression many times.

Yun Qin plopped down, waved back the two maids, ran barefoot to the emperor's desk, crawled up in front of him, propped his chin and asked childishly, "Ah Shen, why don't you Happy?"