Rebirth: The imperial concubine is no longer jealous, and the emperor panics

The night rain came, Chun Nong opened the gilt copper cauldron of the little beast, threw a handful of soothing incense into it, and closed the windows of the inner hall one by one.

The agarwood fragrance in the goose pear rises and disperses with the curls of smoke.

Shen Yao put down Wuxue, entered the inner hall, and got on the couch.

Under the influence of the sound of rain hitting the window lattice and the soothing incense, Shen Yao quickly fell asleep.

Lu Lingchuan argued with the Queen Mother for a long time in Cining Palace, but still patiently watched Huo Fangnian dance a flying song with his pipa in his arms.

As an emperor, filial piety always comes first.

At this moment, even if he no longer had the intention to enjoy singing and dancing, he had to be merciful due to the heavy body of the Queen Mother these days.

After finally being able to put down what he was doing, Lu Lingchuan rushed to Changxin Palace despite the night rain.

He is well versed in the temperament of being gentle on the outside and strong on the inside.

Now, finally, there is a slight turning point between the two. If she hears some rumors from others, his road to chasing his wife will only be more ups and downs.

As the dragon chariot passed through the palace corridor, Lu Lingchuan supported his forehead with his hands and took advantage of this moment to take a nap.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived."

Wang Dafu reminded softly,

In the Changxin Palace at Haishi, the red painted door was locked, and a line of forbidden troops guarded the door.

Seeing the emperor, everyone was about to salute when Lu Lingchuan waved his hand and said, "Don't knock on the door, don't disturb the noble concubine!"

Under the dark sky, he stepped on a thin willow tree beside the palace wall, and with quick movements, he jumped into the wall.

The Imperial Guards were all dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

His majesty, the talented emperor, climbed up the wall and looked so familiar and agile!

And Wang Dafu struck fiercely, "Whoever wants to tell what happened tonight must be carefully put on the head."

Braving the night rain, Lu Lingchuan walked to the door of the main hall. Xiao Xizi was holding a fly whisk, his head dozing off.

"Ouch, it hurts~"

After he saw clearly who had hit him on the head, he let out a exclamation and swallowed half of it deeply.

Xiao Xizi quietly opened half of the palace door for Lu Lingchuan, and then stepped aside.

The embroidered curtain is vast and the tent is dark, and the charming person is sleeping lightly.

Behind the heavy curtains, Shen Yao had her eyes closed, her brows slightly furrowed, and her breathing was not as shallow as usual. Her body was curled up in the thin quilt, and her face was facing the dark wall.

Holding tightly in his arms was a cloth tiger that looked a little old.

Worrying about getting wet on his body, Lu Lingchuan just sat on the footrest.

He reached out his hand and stroked Shen Yao's eyebrows.

He couldn't help but remember that when he was young, the late emperor issued a decree to confer the prime minister's queen, Yun Ling, as the crown princess. Lu Lingchuan dropped everything he was doing and immediately rode to the Taifu's Mansion.

It was already dusk when we arrived, and no matter how many times we called, Shen Yao would remain behind closed doors.

Lu Lingchuan was so anxious that he climbed through the window and entered her boudoir.

That little person huddled on the couch, hugging his knees, crying miserably and in all kinds of sorrow.

He lowered his body, coaxed her softly, and held her. Soon, Shen Yao crawled into his arms like a kitten in need of comfort.

She was soft-tempered and easy to coax. After Lu Lingchuan made a promise, he married Shen Yao into the East Palace as he wished.

On the wedding night, after he had finished entertaining the guests, he returned to the bridal chamber.

He lifted up his red hijab, and because of his shyness, the little man in happy clothes sat quietly with his eyes lowered, holding a doll in his arms.

With a smile on his lips, Lu Lingchuan pulled the stuffed doll out of the bride's arms and saw that it was a fat tiger made of cloth.

"You won't need it anymore."

Shen Yao raised her eyes like autumn water and looked at him in confusion.

Lu Lingchuan casually threw away the cloth tiger, put his arms around his little wife's slender waist, kissed her, and then whispered ambiguously into her ear,

"Because every night from now on, your husband will be with you."

At first, she responded to him shyly, but later Shen Yao kicked and beat him, begged him, and dragged her legs to escape.

He was caught again and again.

That night, in the concubine's palace in the Prince's East Palace, the bride almost never stopped crying, begging for mercy, and screaming.

After a crazy and confusing night, Shen Yao was crying and unwilling to talk to him anymore.

During that time, the late emperor's health became increasingly serious, and numerous and heavy government affairs continued to pile up.

In addition, Lu Lingchuan was a young man who indulged in sex, and there were many women chasing after him to flatter him. Now that he has the person, he doesn't have much time to spoil Shen Yao.

So, after several nights of unremitting efforts to subdue him, this fierce rouge horse was finally tamed into submission.

Later, the emperor had a concubine Shen who wanted to be favored.

When he didn't marry her, Lu Lingchuan thought that since he couldn't give Shen Yao the status of his first wife, he would give her ten miles of red makeup and the sole favor of Jiao Fang.

After getting married, to the emperor, she was just a decoration of this prosperous dynasty. As the lord of the world, she was a pet that he used to have fun when he was happy.

Today, Shen Yao's indifference and alienation may be his own fault.

After letting out a long sigh, Lu Lingchuan looked into the tent and jumped up in horror.

In the semi-darkness, Shen Yao opened her round eyes wide and stared at him angrily.

It's all because he was addicted to memories. He had been stared at for an unknown amount of time.

"Your Majesty, it's scary for you to be by my concubine's side late at night like this!"

Shen Yao said indifferently, with disdain in his tone.

"I miss you, so I will come to see you late at night."

"I have moisture on my body, that's why I didn't touch you."

Lu Lingchuan explained in a flattering manner.

"Your Majesty is so kind to my concubine." Shen Yao curled her lips, turned sideways, and stopped talking to him.

Seeing that Shen Yao was awake, he called out in a deep voice, "Prepare hot water for me, I want to take a bath."

During the renovation of Changxin Palace, a soup pond was indeed dug.

This guy is really good at getting into trouble. She didn't expose him, but he actually took her idea.

Shen Yao called out to the outside of the palace, "Xiao Xizi, hold the lamp and prepare hot water for Your Majesty."

She raised the corners of her lips towards Lu Lingchuan again, and a sweet smile was like a crescent moon, rippling in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you love Yao'er?"

"That's natural!" Lu Lingchuan said firmly.

"Your Majesty keeps saying that he loves me, so may I ask, is there anything you are hiding from me?"

Lu Lingchuan murmured and touched his nose, "Why don't I go take a bath first and we'll talk about everything later!"

"Okay, I'm waiting for your majesty!"

Shen Yao, wearing only a middle coat, stood up from the couch, smiled coquettishly and pushed Lu Lingchuan out, "The hot water in the hot spring will be ready in a moment. Your Majesty, go and come back quickly!"

As soon as he stepped out of the palace door, he heard a "bang" behind him. There is also the sound of Shen Yao gnashing his teeth,

"I keep you dog slaves, and you can't even open the door in the middle of the night. Don't ask for three months' monthly salary from anyone in Changxin Palace."

Lu Lingchuan turned around, and Xiao Xizi was waiting to greet him. When he heard that the three-month monthly routine was gone, he instantly grimaced.

Knowing that he had been fooled, he turned around and banged on the door, "My dear concubine, just wait. I will come and take care of you in a moment."

"Your Majesty, do you want to take care of your concubines?"

A deep and cool laughter came from the door, "Pack it up and send it to the Tubo prince's house?"