Remarried prosperous concubine

Chapter 791 The Ending (56)
He saw the light flickering in her eyes, his heart moved, all the love and affection in his heart were aroused, looking at her bright eyes like stars, he felt extremely happy.

Staring into his eyes that were as bright as pearls, he couldn't help but be fascinated.

Looking at her obsessively, he wanted to push her under him and love her wantonly, but after three years, he didn't dare, and he couldn't.

In the past three years, he has always just kissed her and hugged her, afraid of desecrating her who is as pure as a baby.

Seeing him staring at herself in a daze, Fenghua knew that although she had forgotten the past, she knew that no matter what she asked, he would agree to it.

He couldn't hold back her tears, nor could she hold back her smile.

I still remember the last time, when she ran out of Fenghua Palace to look for him, and after throwing the palace lantern and crying, he even promised her to drink.

She likes to drink!
Her eyes lit up, and she stared at him steadfastly, her autumn-like pupils were filled with deep anticipation, and she hadn't had time to speak yet.

Then I heard the man hugging her, scolding in a low voice: "Don't drink too much wine, too much will hurt your health. You can't help tossing about with your body."

A burst of resentment suddenly arose in her heart, she stretched out her hand and threw the teacup at hand, with tears in her eyes: "I don't have to ride a horse, and I don't have to drink wine, I...I..."

She choked up and couldn't breathe. For a moment, she felt that she was doubly wronged.

Seeing that she was finally coaxed to cry again, Nan Aotian felt that the tears fell on his heart and burned his heart, so he immediately raised the white flag to surrender: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll be your horse ride!"

The palace people in Fenghua Palace gasped when they heard the words, and Chang Le and Chun Tao's complexions turned as white as snow in an instant.

For ordinary couples, the joys of the boudoir are nothing, but between emperors and empresses, how can there be such fun?

This is a great crime!
Who knows that Fenghua is still not satisfied, bit his lip, and said with teary eyes: "I still want to drink."

Nan Aotian frowned, then sighed: "I'm afraid of you, I will allow you to drink some for dinner."

Fenghua laughed immediately, a few crystal tears still hung on his face, but his smile was as bright as the sun, making Nan Aotian's heart suddenly brighten.

Seeing this scene, Chang Le hurriedly knelt down in front of Fenghua and bowed: "Your Majesty, the servant has turned into a horse to serve your Majesty to play, and the Emperor will support your Majesty, okay?"

Before his voice fell, Nan Aotian interrupted him, and said in a deep voice: "Lead all the servants of Fenghua Palace down, close the gate of the palace tightly, and don't let anyone in."

Chang Le still wanted to persuade him, but seeing Nan Aotian's calm face, he didn't dare to say another word, so he had to grit his teeth and lead the palace servants out.

After closing the door of the palace, when I came back, I saw Chuntao who was waiting at the door, trembling slightly, covering her lips, weeping silently, with tears all over her face.

Chang Le was startled, afraid of accidents, she couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Chuntao shivered and moved away, so that Chang Le could see the scene inside through the gap in the door that was partially hidden behind her.

Chang Le stared at him, and saw Nan Aotian's knees on the ground, supporting him with both hands, Fenghua couldn't help chuckling on his back, his hands were tightly around his neck, and he couldn't stop shouting "drive... ..." When he was having fun, he put his face on the man's face, smiled lowly, and muttered something to Nan Aotian.

Nan Aotian turned his head occasionally, and in response to her words, an arc flashed across his lips.

Chang Le's eyes gradually turned rosy, and he was about to turn around to persuade Shang Chuntao, since the emperor is so happy, why should they slaves suffer?

The matter of love has always been like a person who knows how warm and cold drinking water is.

As long as the emperor is happy!

But when his eyes fell on Nan Aotian's robe inadvertently, his eyes were startled, and he was surprised that the emperor's knees were stained with blood and wet.

Chang Le suddenly became anxious, the emperor was injured?

He glanced carefully, only to find some fragments of the teacup on the ground, presumably the queen dropped it when she lost her temper.

The emperor was crushed, but he still didn't say a word, and he carried the empress on his back and swayed on the ground over and over again, as if he didn't know the pain at all.

Shocked and hurt in his heart, he pulled Chuntao out and shouted angrily: "You are also an old man in the palace, so you can't do this well!"

The emperor is a body of ten thousand gold, if there is something, how about it...

Chuntao choked with sobs: "I just cleaned up halfway, and the empress yelled to ride a horse, and the emperor drove the servants out. The servants wanted to clean up, but the emperor lost his temper. I..."

Chang Le became angry, and gave Chuntao a hard look, then turned to go to the inner room by herself, but stopped abruptly in front of the door.

He can't go in!
In this situation, how does he get in?

Looking at the arc of the horse man's mouth from the crack of the door, his pupils were also dazzling, and his eyes became moist.

He is an old man in the palace, he walked all the way with Nan Aotian, why didn't he know what kind of person he is, and only when he was with the queen, could he see the emperor smiling happily.

He still remembered the appearance of the emperor when the empress was almost killed, his eyes were like crescent moons, and the corners of his mouth were curved. He seemed to be smiling, but all the emotions in his eyes were shattered, so empty that there was no more emotion.

However, the emperor is smiling so happily at this moment, even if the blood is spreading on the knees.

Your Majesty, you are really happy!
He sighed and backed away again.

Fenghua is really happy, giggling like silver bells, wafting in the inner room, when the joy reaches the extreme, he can't help biting Nan Aotian's earlobe, when Mo'er plays with his younger brother, the younger brother likes to bite Mo son's earlobe.

She leaned on Nan Aotian's body, suddenly felt the man's body tremble, and heard his voice tense: "Fenghua, don't be naughty."

Fenghua laughed, unspeakably happy, thinking that Nan Aotian and Mo'er were as afraid of pain, so he bit his earlobe on the other side.

Nan Aotian's body trembled, froze and tensed, as if a fire was burning all over his body.

(End of this chapter)