The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 105 Chapter 105

Yi Jin saw that the fourth master was really neglecting others for himself now, and said: "The emperor is a wise king, so naturally he can't be compared with King Zhou You. The thirteenth master has something to ask, the emperor has gone over earlier, and the concubines are waiting in the Hall of Mental Cultivation How about the emperor?"

Fourth Master carried her into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, found a soft couch and placed her on it, the fragrance of pear blossoms in the room was pleasant to smell and look at with her.

"Wait here for my return." After saying this, his eyes did not intend to leave.

"Your majesty, go, my concubine is waiting for you here." She glanced at his eyebrows, and also at the pear blossoms in the jade vase that were as white as jade.

"The pear blossoms in the emperor's palace are not bad, and my concubine is just like the pear blossoms, waiting for you here."

Fourth master smiled softly, her beauty was always a bit erratic.

"I'll be back soon."

"Ah."

"You wait here for me."

"it is good."

"Then... I'm gone." Fourth Master was still reluctant to part.

Su Peisheng couldn't stand it anymore, how could the emperor be more like a mother-in-law now than a mother-in-law.Fu Lie Fu body called out: "Your Majesty, Lord Thirteen has been waiting for a long time."

"understood."

Although he answered, the long legs still didn't intend to leave, leaning close to Yi Jin, with his arms still around her slender waist.

"If I'm just a wealthy prince, I really want to live the life of a fairy couple with you, and tie you by my side to watch day and night, and I don't have to be separated from you for a moment."

"The emperor is the son of heaven, the heaven of all the people. How can a king who is respected by all the people be comparable to a rich and noble prince? Besides, the courtiers and concubines are not easy to look at. They will get tired of looking at them for a long time. How can the common people look up to them?" The head, the emperor, go quickly."

"I don't want to go." He looked her up and down, and waved his hands behind his back to signal Su Peisheng to go down.

Seeing Su Peisheng closing the door and leaving, Yi Jin frowned and said to the coquettish man, "What are you doing, Your Majesty?"

"I don't do anything, I just want to see you." As he spoke, he got closer and closer to her, with a strong chest and an itchy warm breath.

"Just now you acted like a baby to me in Yihua Palace, and I still want to try again." As he said that, he directly held her into his arms, smelling her faint herbal fragrance, and was fascinated.

"Jin'er, you can blame me for not helping you just now."

"Chen and concubine dare not."

"I have always envied Lord Shunzhi, but unfortunately I don't have that courage."

"The emperor is a wise king, serving the country and the people. If his concubine is Dong Niangniang, he will definitely advise the emperor to put the world's people first." The most ruthless emperor's family, this should be the portrayal of every emperor.For the sake of the world, it is not appropriate to act emotionally, but it happened to be the kind of affection that Shunzhi ancestors had.

"Your Majesty, go quickly, don't tell the Thirteenth Master to wait for a long time, the concubine will not leave."

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When the emperor went to see Lord Thirteen, she drank some milk and red date soup and took a rest.

Yuzhu was happy to see the little master sleeping deeply.

Now that the young master is favored by the emperor, she is happy for the young master.

Staying by my side, listening to the little master's even and orderly breathing, leaning against the bed happily to accompany me.

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The faint fragrance of pear blossoms spread in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The person on the bed frowned. She dreamed that there was a young and beautiful woman playing the piano under the pear tree, and a handsome young man was drawing pictures under the tree.

They talked and laughed, with smiles all over their faces like the wind, joy and happiness.

"Who is the Danqing painted by brother Rongruo? Look at the calm and playful eyes. Why do they look so familiar?"

He picked her like the petals of pear blossoms on her jet-black long hair, with tenderness like water.

"you guess."

At that time, he, she were 14 years old, and Yuyan was seven years old.

(End of this chapter)