Your Majesty is my white moonlight

Fortunately, Yao Xiang came back soon, otherwise Fang Guo really didn't know how to chat with Xu Lu.

After Yao Xiang came in, he let everyone out, walked to Fang Guo, and smiled unconsciously: "Can you use the medicine I asked Xu Lu to give you?"

"No." Fang Guo pursed her lips, "The concubine doesn't need it."

She didn't feel much discomfort.

Yao Xiang raised her eyebrows, it seems that she is really old, not as good as a young man.

Fang Guo asked, "Has Your Majesty used it?"

Yao Xiang coughed lightly: "No."

"That concubine will help you with the medicine."

"No, I don't feel too much discomfort." After Yao Xiang finished speaking, he said, "In the future, you don't need to call yourself a concubine in front of me."

Fang Guo's eyes lit up: "Really?"

She wasn't used to calling herself a concubine, so it's fine now.

"You have no jokes."

The address changed, and the two became more and more intimate.

Fang Guo quietly made a blue dress, made according to Yao Xiang's size, and drawn by herself.

After getting it, she wanted him to wear it.

So one night, she tentatively said, "Your Majesty, I ordered a piece of clothing for you, and I want you to try it on."

Yao Xiang smiled and said, "What kind of clothes, take them out and let me have a look."

Although she planned not to call herself "Zhen" in front of Fang Guo, how could she change herself after calling herself "Zhen" for more than seven years?In terms of names, there is some confusion.

Fang Guo took out the skirt, it wasn't such a complicated style, it was very simple.The collar is corrugated, not only surrounding the neck, but also running down from the front of the neck to the navel.

Nipped in waist, medium hem and smooth material.

The smile on Yao Xiang's face froze, and then he refused: "This dress is very beautiful, but I can't wear it."

"Why? It's just you and me here, so no one will find out." Fang Guo said coquettishly, "Just put it on and show me a look. I've never seen you in women's clothing, and I miss you very much. "

Yao Xiang also misses the beautiful dresses she used to have, but she still said: "I will wear them for you to see when I get out of the palace someday."

"But I want to see it now." Fang Guo blinked, and continued to act coquettishly, "Just show me one, and I won't force you to wear it again."

It was already late at night, Yao Xiang sighed, and reluctantly agreed: "Okay, just this once."

"Yeah." Fang Guo nodded repeatedly.

Yao Xiang put on this dress, and it really looked great, adding a kind of soft beauty.

"Sure enough, you look better in women's clothing." Fang Guo walked around her and said pleasantly, "Ah Xiang, you are so beautiful, I like you so much."

Apart from saying I like it very much, she really can't think of any words to express her heart.

Yao Xiang looked in the mirror, but sighed: "After all, it's not as good as before."

There is a difference between teens and twenties, after all.

But Fang Guo didn't feel it at all: "Where, Ah Xiang is exactly the same as before, and they are all the same beauty."

"There is still a difference." Although it looks exactly the same, in fact, there is no such thing as the previous water spirit.

She changed the skirt again and repeated again: "Just this one time, don't prepare these again in the future."

Fang Guo pouted: "Okay."

The days in the palace pass quickly, or it may be because I feel slow because I am with the person I like.

A year passed in a blink of an eye, and it was Chinese New Year again. Fang Guo was a little sad to learn that her sister would not be able to come back for the New Year.

"If you want to see my sister, it's actually easy. I'll take you to see her on the fifth day of the new year." Yao Xiang hasn't left the capital for several years, and he wants to go out too.

Fang Guo hugged her sideways, and rubbed her neck affectionately: "You are so kind, Ah Xiang, I love you so much."

Whenever this time, Yao Xiang always has the illusion of raising a child.She pushed the person away: "I still need to practice calligraphy. If you have nothing to do, you can go to the Imperial Garden to have a look."

"I won't go." Fang Guo propped his chin to watch the other party write, "If we are going, can you wear a skirt if you can't fit? Just say private visits in micro-services, so that no one will know."

Yao Xiang originally planned to make a private visit on Weibo so that no one would know his whereabouts.Hearing the suggestion, he deliberately said: "Private visits on microservices are too dangerous and time-consuming, don't you want to go there earlier?"

"But I also want to play with you. Isn't it boring to stay in this palace all day?"

"I don't think you're bored." Yao Xiang said, "I told you to manage the affairs of the harem with the empress. You've become impatient after a few days of managing it. Don't let you manage it. You often go to help."

Fang Guo said embarrassingly: "When it is a task, I feel that it is pressure, so I don't want to do it."

But when there is no task, it is boring.

"Listen to you, Weifu private visit."

Hearing this, Fang Guo couldn't help but kissed the other party: "You are so kind, so good that I want to promise you with my body."

Yao Xiang's writing was still steady: "We'll talk about this matter at night, you can go to Xinze to play."

Fang Guo frowned: "It's only been a year since you started to dislike me."

"If you behaved better, I wouldn't drive you away." Yao Xiang's eyes fell on the opponent's hand.

From the time when the other party hugged her until now, his hands have not been disciplined, they have been lingering around her waist, and there is even a tendency to move upwards.

Fang Guo quickly pulled his hand out of the other party's clothes: "I don't do anything, I'm just here to watch you."

She really didn't do anything else, watching the other party finish writing a picture.

"The ground is white and the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as a hand." Fang Guo praised, "The description is a good image."

Yao Xiang hung the words aside, and said flatly: "It's average, what do you think of my words?"

"The words are as they are, they are perfect."

Yao Xiang couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips: "It's just average."

"It's so ordinary, it looks much better than my handwriting." Although her handwriting is not ugly, it is also very ordinary.

It's really so-so, literally.

"So you should practice your calligraphy more."

"I practice calligraphy every day, but it's useless, no matter how I practice." Fang Guo is also very distressed, "Calligraphy also depends on talent, even the difference between sisters and sisters may be very different. For example, I Sister, her handwriting is also beautiful."

Yao Xiang asked casually: "Compared with her, whose handwriting is better?"

"Of course it's you. My sister's handwriting is just average." Fang Guo yawned as he spoke, "I'm sleepy and want to go to sleep."

"It's broad daylight, you want to sleep?"

Fang Guo nodded: "Well, sleep when you're sleepy, that's freedom."

Yao Xiang smiled and let people go to rest, while he continued to stay in the study.

If she wants to leave for a period of time, some things have to be dealt with in advance, and she will be busier these days.

A few days later, several subordinate Fan Kingdoms came to pay tribute, and Yao Xiang became even more busy. Even Zhao Wanwan and Yao Xin were too busy, and Fang Guo became bored again.

She can only practice alone, or play games with Xiaoyu, but she always feels that Xiaoyu's brain is not working well, and his hands and feet are not flexible. Playing games is simply bullying each other, and it is not fun at all.

Xiaoyu objected to this: "This servant may be a bit stupid, but Madam, if you practice martial arts, this servant is definitely not as flexible as you. This does not mean that this servant is clumsy."

——She no longer practices martial arts at night without telling others, mainly because it is no longer convenient to practice martial arts at night, and people around her know that she knows martial arts.

Xiaoyu thought, she is considered flexible among ordinary people, okay?

"It's not fun anyway." Fang Guo sighed, "The loneliness of the strong."

She thought about it, changed her clothes and planned to go to Yao Xiang.Although it was annoying to deal with those people, it was better than being boring, not to mention that she wanted to see Yao Xiang.

Before she reached the hall where the guests were received, she saw Yao Xiang.

"Your Majesty." Fang Guo saluted and looked behind him.

The man was wearing a green robe, with heavy eyebrows and obvious wrinkles on his face. He looked about 40 years old.

"This is...the envoy of Fanbang." Fang Guo guessed.

Yao Xiang nodded: "This is the King of Xia."

"Hello, Your Majesty." Fang Guo was now a noble concubine, so she just nodded.

The other party looked at her more, and then said: "Hello, empress."

Fang Guo walked to Yao Xiang's side and asked softly, "Are you busy right now?"

"Not busy, just show him the palace, why are you here?"

"I'm bored and want to stay with you."

"Your Majesty has such a good relationship." King Xia suddenly said from the side, "It's enviable."

Fang Guo bent her lips: "It's just average, Your Majesty and Empress Empress have a better relationship."

"I have met the Empress, both of them are beautiful, Your Majesty is very blessed." King Xia complimented.

Yao Xiang smiled: "I don't dare to be. I heard that your daughters from the Xia Kingdom are so beautiful, and now the empress is very famous. Your mother, the empress dowager, seemed to be more beautiful back then."

"Your Majesty, I'm not as good as your empress."

The three walked for a while, Fang Guo suddenly whispered again: "I always feel that he is looking at me."

It's just a sudden light look, it's hard to say whether it's good intentions or malicious, but it's a scrutiny.

"Brother Xia." Yao Xiang asked, "What do you think of Concubine Guo?"

"very good."

"Don't you just look at her because she looks good?"

Xia Tao was taken aback, and quickly explained: "Your Majesty looks a bit like an old friend I know."

"Which old friend?" Yao Xiang asked again.

Xia Tao sighed: "The person who passed away was one of my younger sisters."

"May I ask what your sister's name is?" Fang Guo asked suddenly.

Thinking that the other party still had doubts, Xia Tao replied, "It's called Xia Tao."

"Xia Tao?" Fang Guo was surprised and tightened his palms.

Yao Xiang's arm hurt from being pinched by her, and he frowned: "Why, do you really know each other?"

"...I don't know." Fang Guo shook his head.

Xia Tao took her reaction seriously, and said, "Speaking of which, she happened to die in this capital."

"For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, let's not talk about whether they will die or not." Yao Xiang interrupted him, "Continue to look at the scenery. After a short walk, you will arrive at the Imperial Garden. A batch of new flowers have just been transplanted recently, and they are so beautiful."

After walking to the Imperial Garden, Fang Guo said goodbye, "Your Majesty, this concubine is a bit cold, and I want to step back first."

Since Yao Xiang would not stop her, he let her go.

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