A palace full of cannon fodder reads my heart, and ladies are killing each other indiscriminately

"Empress, if you beg the Emperor like this, what if the Emperor doesn't agree?"

Jian Jia supported her and hurriedly persuaded her.

Yun Weiwei couldn't listen to anything now. She hadn't seen the emperor for several days and felt empty.

"Your Majesty, he will agree."

No one can take Huaiyu away from her.

"Empress!" Jian Jia wanted to persuade her, but he couldn't.

Yun Weiwei quickly changed into a set of crescent-colored palace clothes and a red fox fur. She was supported by others and endured the pain in her knees to intercept the person in the imperial garden.

Xuanhe Palace.

The emperor put down his pen and ink, looked up at the sky outside and asked, "Wang Defa, what time is it now?"

"Back to the Emperor, it's three o'clock in the morning, do you want to move to Chenghuan Palace?"

The prince bowed, stretched out his elbow to catch his outstretched hand, and helped him stand up.

"Well, it's almost time. Let's go to Chenghuan Palace now."

Snowflakes from the sky are falling.

The news that the emperor was going to Chenghuan Palace tonight had already spread throughout the harem. Seeing that they had no chance to sleep with him, many concubines locked themselves up early.

In the imperial garden, a red figure and a graceful figure danced in the snow, like a proud plum blossom that bloomed alone in the cold.

The moonlight of the cold moon shines down on Ying Baolin's beautiful side face, which makes her look like a plum blossom fairy falling into the mortal world.

"Vivi?"

The emperor squinted his eyes and saw clearly the people dancing under the moon through the moonlight.

A cold light flashed in Ying Baolin's eyes, and soon changed to a frightened expression.

"My servant Ying'er danced in the snow on a whim, but I didn't expect to disturb the emperor's chariot. I really deserve death."

It turned out to be Ying Baolin, whom he had favored just last night~

With deep eyes, he looked at Ying Baolin, who was dressed in red and had a slim waist.

Her charming and passionate eyes stared at him, making him feel itchy.

Subconsciously, he reached out his hand and helped her up.

"Oh, Your Majesty, my servant's feet are sprained."

Her soft and boneless body clung to him, and a faint fragrance made his whole body tingle.

When she raised her eyes, her eyebrows were filled with tears, and she stared at him pitifully.

The emperor, who was still hesitant at first, collapsed in an instant, and the soft body in his arms aroused his evil fire.

"I'll take you back."

The emperor didn't hesitate anymore and picked her up in his arms.

"Your Majesty, you are so kind." Ying Baolin smiled shyly, hooked her hands around his neck, buried it in his neck, and exhaled like blue.

What a seductive little elf.

"Yanlang!"

A sudden sound sounded in the cold imperial garden.

This time, Yanlang's cry was plaintive and tactful.

The emperor, who was originally interested, felt a thrill in his body and subconsciously let go of his hand.

Ying Baolin fell from his arms and sat on the ground.

Facing the cold wind in the distance, Wei Meiren, with tears in her eyes and a plaintive expression, was staring at the emperor.

Like the real wife who catches her husband eating outside.

The emperor looked at her at a loss: "Weiwei, listen to my explanation~"

Yun Weiwei was heartbroken. She came out to find him in such a cold weather, but he was holding his new favorite in the imperial garden.

He had let her down so much.

"Yanlang, that's not right... Your Majesty, I should have known earlier. You are the ninth emperor, so how could you..."

Only love me?

Yun Weiwei cried sadly. The emperor holding Ying Baolin just now deeply hurt her heart.

I completely forgot about going out to intercept people.

Jian Jia was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Ying Baolin cried out in pain several times, but could not take the emperor's eyes away from Yun Weiwei.

The hatred for Yun Weiwei rose to another level.

At this time, Yun Weiwei and the emperor had completely forgotten that she, Ying Baolin, was there.

One runs away and the other chases.

A group of minions were left standing in the wind, shivering.

Jian Jia took one look at Ying Baolin, who had a gloomy face, and saw Ying Baolin leaving after her beauty. She bowed her knees and left, and hurriedly chased her back.

The prince glanced at Ying Baolin, who was sitting in the snow with a look of reluctance.

"It's freezing cold. Ying Baolin should go back as soon as possible. If you freeze your body, no one will love you."

His contemptuous eyes were not concealed at all, and he turned around and chased the emperor to the Qinglan Palace.

Yun Weiwei rushed into the room, lay on the bed and cried bitterly.

The emperor chased her all the way back to the Qinglan Palace, focusing all his attention on Yun Weiwei. He did not pay attention to the threshold under his feet, and his feet stumbled.

"Click~"

There was a crisp sound of bones breaking.

The emperor fell face down and fell straight to the ground.

"emperor!"

The next second, before the emperor could recover from the pain, he heard screams surrounding him.

His face turned pale as he tried to get up, and his leg... seemed to be broken.

"Quick, call the doctor! My leg is broken."

……

Chenghuan Palace.

"My dear, Eunuch Shouduo came to send a message, saying that Ying Baolin was dancing in the imperial garden tonight to seduce the emperor, but was seduced by the beauty Wei who came over."

Jinxiu frowned and walked into the house.

Is there such a good thing?

Concubine Zhao's face was filled with joy and she quickly ordered Jin Rong to lock up.

"Miss?"

Jinxiu looked at Concubine Zhao with confusion on her face, happily leaving Jinrong locked up.

When they heard that the emperor was seduced by other women, shouldn't their wives be sad and smash a few vases to relieve their anger?

Why, looking at it now, the master is clearly happy, and the smile on his face is hard to ignore.

Lying flat on the bed, with her little arms and short legs spread out, Gu Ruoruan, who had her belly rubbed, began to hum in comfort.

"That's great. If the father doesn't come, Ruan Ruan can occupy the mother-in-law and the mother-in-law's big bed by herself."

Gu Ruoruan said innocently.

Her little arms and short legs were paddling on the bed like water, and her little face rubbed against the soft brocade quilt several times.

Jinxiu looked troubled, the little princess didn't understand...

If you want to live well in the harem, the emperor's favor is indispensable.

"Your Majesty, today the emperor is coming to our Chenghuan Palace. Everyone in the palace knows that. Now the emperor has gone to Jinxiu Palace and tomorrow to Fengyi Palace. These people don't know how to laugh at you."

"How dare they laugh at me?" Concubine Zhao smiled: "Even if I am not favored, I still have the General's Mansion supporting me behind my back. How can they just laugh at me if they want to?"

Gu Ruoruan raised her head in confusion and looked at the master and servant who were talking to each other.

[The mother-in-law who has no love brain is so beautiful, but it’s a pity... mother-in-law, Zha Zhalong hates the general’s mansion, and sooner or later he will take action against the general’s mansion~]

[If you want to make a fool of yourself, it’s better to find another backer and snatch the dragon chair from under Zha Zhalong’s butt. 】

[Or you can just be a girl and have whatever man you want. Isn’t it good to have a career? 】

The drawing books that Siming had told her immediately appeared in her little mind, and her face turned red with excitement.

Concubine Zhao almost choked to death on her own saliva. It was too dangerous. What was inside the melon seeds in her soft little head?

How come you have so many rebellious thoughts?