After Yu Ying'er's rebirth, she became addicted to teasing Concubine Hua

Hongyao was shocked and puzzled. Is he just going to avoid people? Please, hey, I'm still here! !

In desperation, Hongyao could only rely on crying to attract the attention of these two shameless adults, trying to get rid of being forced to see the scene of the stye.

It was just a momentary excitement, but it didn't mean that the emperor didn't care about his face. Now that his own son saw this scene, he immediately felt that he had lost all his face. He coughed a few times and ordered Chunxi to carry Hongyao away.

Here, there were only two people left in the room, but the atmosphere just now was gone. The two looked at each other, feeling a little awkward.

"Ahem... Your Majesty, would you like to take a bath and change your clothes?" Yu Ying'er was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say. Seeing that it was getting dark outside, she thought that perhaps the emperor wanted to stay here overnight, so she asked tentatively.

When the emperor saw the steps coming down, he nodded and told Xiao Xia Zi to prepare hot water.

With a beautiful woman serving as the guest for the bath, it eventually turned into a bath for two men and women, with the mandarin ducks playing in the water and red waves rolling, it was extremely exciting.

Yu Ying'er could always bring different degrees of stimulation to the emperor, making him unable to stop. This was something no one else could give the emperor.

That night, the emperor called for water three times.

In the bathtub, on the desk where they usually taught, and finally on the bed.

The emperor tried his best to guide Yu Ying'er to experience the feeling of flying into the sky and into the earth. Sometimes it was like being in soft clouds, which made people feel extremely comfortable. Sometimes it was like being in a hot spring pool, which made her body and mind happy...

The noise was so loud that it lasted until late at night. Xiao Xiazi and Chunxi, who were on guard tonight, stood at the door and eavesdropped from the corner, their faces flushed.

The satisfied emperor held the soft but tender girl in his arms and said in a very good mood, "Ying'er is still the one I like best."

If it weren't for the fact that there was a hint of panting and drifting in the tone, Yu Ying'er would have almost admitted that the emperor was indeed still strong despite his old age.

"Hmm..." Yu Ying'er murmured coquettishly, and then said, "Your Majesty is relieved, but I am still suffering from backache. No, Your Majesty must compensate me."

After being moisturized, the voice had an alluring tone that made the emperor unable to stop listening to it.

The emperor, who was well aware of his physical condition, quickly shook his head, trying to wake himself up and divert his attention. He asked hurriedly, "What does Ying'er want? Tell me. If I can do it, I will definitely satisfy you."

"Well... then I will ask His Majesty to reward me with a personal item. In this way, when His Majesty is not by my side, I can still feel that His Majesty is with me." Yu Ying'er looked intoxicated, as if she had fallen completely in love with the emperor and would be completely satisfied with just a personal item.

After hearing Yu Ying'er's reply, the emperor's slight doubts immediately vanished, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask Su Peisheng to bring it over tomorrow. It's getting late, Ying'er, please accompany me to sleep."

"Okay." Yu Ying'er shrank into the emperor's arms, pressing her body tightly against him, which made the emperor almost unable to hold back and pin her under him and bully her until she cried.

It's a pity that neither time nor his body allowed the emperor to act so recklessly. He could only try to calm himself down and be a gentleman who remained calm while holding Yu Ying'er in his arms and fell asleep.

In the dream, the emperor seemed to have returned to the time when he was still in the palace. Next to the plum tree, under the swing, sat a woman in light green clothes, holding plum petals she had picked in her hands.

"I hope the adverse winds will understand my feelings and not destroy me. Silang, you must treat me well and don't let me die again."

A woman's gentle voice was heard, a voice familiar to the emperor. Even though the emperor could not see the woman's appearance clearly, he knew it was his own Wanwan.

The emperor was about to call Wanwan, but he saw the woman turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

"Huff...Huff..." The emperor suddenly sat up in shock. When he saw the familiar furnishings, he realized that it was just a dream and there was nothing beside him.

"What's wrong with the emperor?" Yu Ying'er heard the noise and ran in hurriedly. The clothes she was wearing were exactly the light green palace dress that Wanwan had worn in her dream just now.

Exactly the same, even the embroidery and pattern lines are exactly the same.

Is it a coincidence?

The emperor did not think so. Instead, he looked at Yu Ying'er tenderly and said, "I'm fine. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Your Majesty can sleep more, but I still have to pay my respects to the Empress. Although the Empress is kind, I cannot lose my virtue as a concubine." Yu Ying'er looked at the emperor with a smile. She knew the emperor's dream and had no complaints about being a substitute. She was the one who benefited, so she should be happy.

The emperor's mind was still a little confused, so he didn't say anything about asking for leave. After asking Xiao Xia Zi to come in and change his clothes, he took Yu Ying'er to Taohuawu.

Originally, Yu Ying'er was late for paying her respects because of the emperor's delay. Now, being led inside by the emperor and receiving greetings from everyone, she became the target of public criticism.

Oh, it seems that among this crowd, only Fu Cha Yi Xin and Li Jing Yan are left. Shen Mei Zhuang doesn’t matter, and the rest are all our own people.

Thinking of this, Yu Ying'er couldn't help but want to laugh.

"No need to formality." The emperor called out calmly, and Yu Ying'er bowed to the queen and then took their seats.

The emperor fiddled with the eighteen strings in his hand, calmly looked at the concubines present, and said, "I'm sure you all know about the affairs of the Zhen family. I don't want anyone to gossip about it, and if Wanpin hears it, it will hurt the heir to the throne for nothing."

"Your servants/concubines understand." The concubines said honestly.

The emperor nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the queen and said in a dignified but low voice: "Queen, Wanpin's fetus is in your care. You must give birth to the child. As for the treatment of Wanpin... we will talk about it after she gives birth to the child."

"I have had a severe headache recently, I am afraid..."

"I will let Zhang Mi follow her. I believe that the Queen's headache is not a big problem. If the Queen can't even handle this matter, then this headache must be very serious. I should consider keeping the Queen in the Old Summer Palace to recuperate." The emperor recalled the Queen's previous methods and was afraid that Wanpin would encounter the same situation as Yu Ying'er and Nian Shilan in this pregnancy, so he simply handed this burden directly to the Queen.

As soon as these threatening words came out, Yixiu's heart skipped a beat. A feeling of disappointment and sadness spread. She felt very sad, but she could only put on a virtuous and generous look on her face, smiling gently and saying, "Your Majesty trusts me, and I will not let you down."

Being humiliated in front of so many people, and it was done by the emperor, Yixiu felt even more hurt than Nian Shilan who was verbally provoking her every day.