The favorite concubine of the system is in power

Chapter 58

"Little prince, I have always heard that you and the emperor have a strong relationship and have played together since childhood."

The little prince scratched his face: "Brother Huang has always let me go. If you really can play together, it's Brother Huang and Uncle Duanhuang."

"What about Concubine Hui?" Xiao Wanwan said abruptly.

The little prince was stunned for a while, he looked at Xiao Wanwan's face, the beauty on the horseback had pink cheeks and bright eyes, only a pair of willow eyebrows slightly frowned.

She didn't hide her emotions, she wrote all her unhappiness on her face.

Thinking about what happened today, the little prince immediately understood why Yan Jieyu ran out to practice equestrianism so late, she was jealous.

He was surprised that there were such honest women in the imperial palace. He had seen all the concubines in the imperial brother's harem, and none of them maintained their superficial kindness. Coax to congratulate.

Like Xiao Wanwan, he is really the only one who gets jealous after boasting others.

He sighed in his heart that Xiao Wanwan had no intentions: "Concubine Hui and Brother Huang met each other when they were ten years old, so it's unusual for them to have been in love for so many years."

Xiao Wanwan raised the whip in her hand, and the horse immediately kicked up its hooves and started running. The little prince had no choice but to find another horse and follow her.

As soon as Emperor Jiawen came in, he saw two horses, one black and one red, galloping in the field, and the young prince and Xiao Wanwan were sitting on them.

His face turned cold, Eunuch Li hurriedly moved his fleshy body forward: "Hey, Yan Jieyu, little prince, Your Majesty is here, get off the horse quickly!"

Xiao Wanwan reined in the horse rope, glanced at Emperor Jiawen, and then reluctantly jumped off.

"I have seen the emperor."

Emperor Jiawen stared at her for a while with scrutiny, and shouted: "Nonsense!"

"Brother..."

"And you," Emperor Jiawen looked at him, and his words were so severe that the little prince turned pale: "It's fine if you don't dissuade me, and you still mess around with me, you have the royal face in your heart at least a little bit, but at least a little bit Worried about your sister-in-law's reputation?"

Lonely man and widowed woman, the sky is getting dark again, if others see this, the emperor's younger brother is so close to the concubine, I'm afraid they can't explain it clearly.

"Brother Huang, Jing Zhuo knew he was wrong."

The little prince half-kneeled on the ground: "Jing Zhuo really didn't think well, please punish the emperor."

Emperor Jiawen looked at Xiao Wanwan: "Do you know your mistake?"

Xiao Wanwan's lips were tightly pursed, her face was somewhat aggrieved, and her eyes were full of resentment. Emperor Jiawen asked the little prince to retreat, and Eunuch Li was holding the palace lantern in front of him, with his ears closed, and he didn't hear the slightest bit of empress behind him. Things.

Emperor Jiawen: "Why, you made a mistake, and now you want to show me face?"

Seeing that he was about to reach the tent, Xiao Wanwan who was silent all the way opened his mouth: "It's getting late, Your Majesty should go back to the king's tent to rest."

It was an order to chase away guests as soon as he opened his mouth.

Emperor Jiawen looked worried, and told Li Mian, "Go and make some arrangements, Yan Jieyu will be in bed tonight."

The expression on Xiao Wanwan's face was a little loose, she pinched the corner of her clothes, and all the contradictory and bewildered expressions fell into Emperor Jiawen's eyes.

In the evening, Xiao Wanwan nestled in Emperor Jiawen's arms to rest, and under the faint moonlight, she carefully looked at the face of the person in front of her: straight nose bridge, raised eyebrows, slightly curved and slightly sharp lips, she Unable to resist touching her lightly with his fingers, Emperor Jiawen's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his thick ink-like eyes, clasped her palm, and pressed it against his chest.

"Don't sleep?"

"Can't sleep." Xiao Wanwan whispered.

Emperor Jiawen snorted softly through his nose, his voice rustling: "I'm reflecting, so I can't sleep?"

Xiao Wanwan shook her head bluntly: "No."

At this time, Li Mian's voice came in through the tent: "Your Majesty, Concubine Hui is ill."

(End of this chapter)