Harem Pampered Beauty: Chen Xiangxue

Chapter 1

Everyone in the Great Zhou Palace knew that Empress Murong had a strange habit of tearing things up.

What she tore was not ordinary things, it was the Bibo silk from Jiangnan Tegong. Pear blossoms, worn on the body, are like a stream of spring water and blue waves, automatic without wind, elegant and colorful, which reminds people of a poem: Silk sleeves weave silk to praise persimmon stalks, and green flags sell wine to take advantage of pear blossoms.

This kind of tribute is very rare. Every year in early summer, there are only three tributes from Jiangnan to the palace.

The dragon boat race in Taiye Pool on the Dragon Boat Festival was originally very lively, but on that day, all the eyes of the palace people were attracted by the figure of Empress Murong.She was wearing a summer dress made of blue silk, elegant and elegant, like a new lotus emerging from water, amazed everyone, and envied every woman in the palace.But it is such a valuable and rare treasure, in the hands of Murong Xue, no one can get an inch of it. After making the clothes, she... tore off the remaining materials.

The most common picture of the maids of Fengyi Palace is that Empress Murong is lounging on the vermilion fence, with a smile on her face, holding the blue silk silk with her slender fingers.

"Perrin, does it sound good?"

The maid Pei Lan immediately smiled: "That sounds good, my lord."

Murong Xue smiled lightly, looked around, and turned to the maid Ding Xiang: "Do you like to hear it?"

"I like it, I like it." Ding Xiang smiled dryly, her heart throbbing with pain, this foot of Bibo Ling could be used as food in her family for half a month.

Murong Xue smiled sweetly: "Then I'll tear it up for a while longer."

Pei Lan gave Ding Xiang a hard look, and told you to say that you liked it, Ding Xiang unceremoniously returned the slash, and you said it was nice just now.

In a short while, Murong Xue's feet really turned into a wave of blue waves, and the torn strips of blue waves rippling under her feet with the wind, her beautiful eyes looked forward, her smile was charming, her slender feet were gone for a moment. Lifting the thin silk one after another, like a magnificent fairy Lingbo sitting on the bank and playing in the water, it is really a painting that makes people lose their souls.

Ding Xiang and Pei Lan were all fascinated by it. My young lady is a bit grumpy, but she is also really beautiful.

Beauty has such a privilege, no matter what kind of inappropriate things they do, they can't make people angry, they just think it looks good, it seems that the meaning of this Bibo Ling's existence in this world is for such a beauty, such a pair of slender hands to tear.

The maids waiting in the hallway also stared at it, the painting in front of them was vivid and beautiful.

The wind of early summer floated over with the fragrance of flowers, and there was no sound, only the soft hissing sound from under the fingers of the pair of orchids.

This Bibo Ling is not only beautiful, but also sounds good when it is torn, reminding her of the sound of her heartbeat when she fell in love with him at first sight.

However, the fleeting time changes secretly, the world is impermanent, and finally the heartbeat turns into a heartbreak, which is very embarrassing.

Seeing that the last blue wave silk was about to be torn off this summer, the voice of Qin Shu, the chief eunuch next to the emperor, came from not far away.

"The saint has arrived."

Immediately, the palace people knelt down to welcome the Emperor Yeluyan of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Murong Xue's gaze lifted from the blue silk, and across the bright and pungent early summer sun, she met the pair of deep eyes of Showa Emperor Yeluyan.

I don't know whether it's because his morality has become more advanced, or her practice has regressed. In short, she is now at a disadvantage, and she is becoming more and more incomprehensible to his eyes.

Hmph, she can't understand him, and he shouldn't try to understand her, so that everyone can get even.

She got up gracefully, blessed, and then stood on the blue wave silk and watched this handsome man getting closer and closer to her.

"Take it easy. After tearing it up, it will be next year." He looked at her and Bibo Ling on the ground, and said something lightly, as if he didn't care at all.

He was tall and tall, standing in front of her, he blocked a lot of sunlight, but his eyes were so tender that she narrowed her cat-like eyes slightly, "Is the emperor distressed?"

He didn't answer, took her hand and rubbed it, "Don't get tired of your hands."

When Ding Xiang heard this sentence, she couldn't help secretly admiring the emperor's superb speaking skills.She probably doesn't feel bad about it, it's a lie, but as a man, and an emperor with wealth all over the world, it would be stingy to feel bad about this little thing.So, he changed to a considerate and tactful way to let his wife take it easy and avoid tearing up.

Murong Xue smiled sweetly, "Your Majesty, isn't it a bit wasteful and wasteful for my concubine to do this?"

Yeluyan paused: "...what does the queen think?"

Murong Xue blinked, "I think there is, let's have a little bit."

One point... Ding Xiang's eyelids twitched, Miss, you are really brazen.

Yeluyan said seriously, "I don't think so at all."

Pei Lan secretly exhaled, as expected of an emperor, rich and powerful.

A pair of smoky crimson embroidered shoes studded with pearls walked over the blue wave silk and walked to the flower corridor. "Your Majesty, the concubine has already prepared for the draft, and I will wait for the Emperor to see it in person tomorrow." A wisteria flower fell from the flower stand, slipped on her wide, thin sleeve, and landed on the ground. Turn up the white marble ground.

She followed the flowers with her eyes, and felt a little disappointed in her heart. Flowers are not as red as flowers, and no one would dislike new things.

Yeluyan smiled slightly: "The empress has worked hard."

Murong Xue snorted: "Your majesty is working hard. The newcomer enters the palace. The emperor may have to be busy day and night. The concubine has already explained to the imperial hospital. Pay attention to the health of the Eucharist and add more supplements."

Ding Xiang was taken aback, the young lady was so daring recently that she actually said such disrespectful words to the emperor.

Yeluyan smiled.

Ding Xiang became more and more nervous, the emperor always had to smile before getting angry, so when people in the palace saw him smiling, their hearts trembled.

"According to the concubine, the emperor simply arranged for all four concubines, so that they would not be alone. If there is nothing to do, the four of them can hit the horse hanging, and it will save the concubine to run to the concubine's side, making the concubine's ears hurt from the noise."

Ding Xiang's face turned pale, and she dared not look at the emperor's face.

Next, something even more terrifying happened.

Murong Xue covered her lips and yawned, with an incomparably pretty face: "This concubine is exhausted from the draft and has a sore waist and neck pain. I need to catch up on some sleep. Your Majesty, please go somewhere else."

Ding Xiang's heart beats like a drum, ma'am, although you look charming and cute when you yawn, what you say in your little mouth is all presumptuous words, it's simply outrageous.Peeking at the emperor, his face was as cold as ice for a thousand years.

But her young lady acted as if she didn't see it, she twisted her waist and went straight into the inner hall.

Ding Xiang's heart was in her throat, and she was ready to kneel down to meet the emperor's fury at any time. However, what surprised her was that the emperor paused and entered the inner hall. Close the door inside.

Then, there was a scream from inside, and then there was a crackling sound, like the sound of jade and porcelain falling to the ground, and then it was silent.

What's going on here, do you want to go in and save people?Ding Xiang and Pei Lan worried about the safety of their young lady, and anxiously asked Qin Shu for help.

Qin Shu shook his head, his heart was filled with seven or eight buckets, and he didn't know what was going on inside.But the emperor didn't open his mouth to announce it, who dared to go in.

The burning clouds in the sky are in full swing, half of the palace wall seems to be pink, and the glazed tiles on the eaves are full of light and shadows.

A group of people were trembling with fear, but there was no more sound in the hall.

Gradually, twilight covered the sky, and the burning clouds melted into the twilight.

After a long time, Emperor Zhaohe's clear and lazy voice came from the hall.

"Prepare water."

(End of this chapter)