Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 332 Spike (1)

   "No news from her?"

   Shangguan Ruo was confused.

Generally speaking, people who enter the palace will be recorded whether they are alive or dead or left behind. Even if they disappear out of thin air, there will be a note. Unless someone deliberately conceals Ming Lan's information, Shangguan really can't think of it. Better reason to explain Ming Lan's situation.

   "Liu Meiren... is not favored?" she murmured.

   The maid nodded: "The emperor only favored her for one night, and after that, he never summoned her again."

  Yes, the master is not favored, as a personal palace maid, who can work to cover up the news for her?

   "Would you like to... ask the emperor?" the maid suggested.

  The emperor is Liu Meiren's son, maybe he knows Ming Lan.

   Just right, Xi'er misses him, but she can't find a suitable excuse.

   Shangguan Ruo deceived himself and instructed his maid: "That's the only way, you go to the imperial study and tell the emperor that the second prince's homework has not been checked for several days."

   The maid glanced at the second prince, who was sleeping soundly, and went away without saying anything.

   "The Emperor."

   Eunuch Duo walked into the imperial study with a secret report.

  The emperor was wiping the incense candle, looked up at him, and asked, "Is there any news?"

"Yes!"

The emperor    was obviously not interested in the so-called news, and only said: "Is the prince injured?"

   Eunuch Duo replied, "No, I didn't hurt His Royal Highness!"

   "Hmm." The emperor let out a slow nasal voice, "Go back."

   Eunuch Duo opened his mouth, and after a while, he still said, "Old slave retire."

   After a while, the maid came. After she conveyed Shangguanruo's words, the emperor carefully put down the incense candle in his hand and went to Fengqi Palace with her.

  Shangguan Ruo changed into a **** and slim-fitting underwear. The thin white fabric could not hide his exquisite and chic figure. At first glance, there was almost nothing that he could not see. In the matter of husband and wife, Shangguan Ruo was never as dignified and rigid as his mother taught him.

   But this look is only for the emperor to see, the maids don't have this kind of blessing.

   Wrapped in a cloak, Shangguan Ruo sat on the head of the bed.

  The emperor entered.

   The maid retire with the maid on duty at night.

  Shangguan Ruo cleared his throat, didn't look at him, just stared at Xi'er's face and said: "You're here, Xi'er can't wait, so she went to bed first, and he wrote it in big letters on the bedside table."

  The emperor glanced at her, the couple had been married for so many years, if he couldn't see what kind of beauty was hidden under that serious cloak, it would be unreasonable.

  When she was in the palace, she came and went every once in a while, and the emperor was fascinated every time. After entering the palace, she was like this for the first time.

  But the emperor didn't "hungry wolf" as she expected, but lightly picked up Xi'er's big characters, read it carefully, picked up a pen to make comments, turned and walked towards the door.

   During the whole process, I didn’t say a word to Shangguan Ruo.

Shangguan Ruo was so angry that his face turned purple, he picked up the copybook and smelled a scent of incense and candles that seemed to be there. , wouldn't it be to pay homage to your father? Ah! I remembered, you and Concubine Shu still have a daughter! You lied to me that it's not your own! Would you be so concerned if it wasn't your own?"

  The emperor turned back and gave her a cold look.

   That glance is like a ghostly spring by the Wangchuan River.

   Shangguan Ruo was frightened.

  Good...what a terrible look!

The    emperor withdrew his gaze and stepped over the threshold.

  Suddenly, if Shangguan remembered that he still had something to ask him, he hurriedly said, "Do you know Ming Lan?"

  The emperor's steps paused.

  Shangguan Ruo sat up straight.

"do not know."

  The emperor is gone.

  Shangguan Ruo lay back on the pillow angrily: "Why are you so nervous if you don't know?"

   Pulling off his cloak, Shangguan Ruo came to the bronze mirror, looked at his body and face in the mirror, and sighed: "Am I getting old? You don't want to touch me anymore."

   The night is deep and the wind is cool.

  The emperor was walking on a secluded path full of jasmine, twisting a bundle of paper money in his left hand and holding a box of incense candles in his right hand.

   Beside a small grassy **** that was very clean, he saw a man.

   When the man turned his head, he saw him too.

   "Your Majesty." Concubine Shu bowed respectfully.

  The emperor frowned slightly: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

   Concubine Shu smiled bitterly, took the incense candles and paper money from the emperor's hands, and placed them next to the offerings she prepared: "My concubine misses the emperor, guessing that the emperor may come here, so come here to try your luck."

  The emperor didn't say anything, he walked to the small grass **** with a blank face, lit incense candles, and started burning paper money one by one.

   Concubine Shu opened the bag, took out two new sets of pink baby shirts, and gently put them into the brazier.

   By the bright yellow fire, she saw the vicissitudes of the man's eyes.

   "If she were alive, she would be the happiest woman in the world."

  The emperor watched the cute little clothes turn into ashes inch by inch. He didn't answer Concubine Shu's words, but held back some kind of emotion that was on the verge of eruption: "Thank you."

   Concubine Shu still smiled bitterly: "My concubine has prepared wine, do you want a drink?"

"it is good."

   Concubine Shu poured a glass of wine and handed it to the emperor.

  The emperor poured the wine full on the ground, and then handed the cup to Concubine Shu.

   Concubine Shu is full.

  The emperor drank it all.

   "Your Majesty, do you want to play a few games of chess in the concubine's bedroom?" Concubine Shu asked with bright eyes.

   "No." The emperor threw the wine glass, waited until the incense candles were burned out, turned around and left the place.

   It was not yet dawn, and the Maharaja entered the city.

   When Zhuge applied eye drops in the night, he did not lead his troops directly into the imperial city, but he did not let the 100,000-strong army sit idle, and the 100,000-strong army surrounded the imperial city.

   Nian Si Ye used to be surrounded by soldiers, but compared with your Majesty, Nian Si Ye was a little bit underwhelmed.

   (end of this chapter)