【狂连】Taiyin

It is said that Yan Yanluo saw the pink and white figure by the lake in the distance, lowered his head, thought for a while, a smile appeared on his lips, and walked towards the lake.

The little maid followed her, nervous and uneasy, and whispered:

"Standing over there, that man is..."

"It's your queen."

The little maid might as well recognize it right away, and after thinking for a long time, she didn't know how to persuade her, so she asked blankly:

"Are you going to meet him now?"

What she meant was very clear - as a newly promoted concubine, she didn't prepare the etiquette, didn't go through the ceremony, and met rashly. The empress was originally extremely affectionate with the emperor. It would be embarrassing to see her twice.

Yan Yanluo only cast a pair of eyes forward, fixed on the figure of the queen, and said easily:

"That's natural. The queen is here. How can I hide in this concubine's room? Naturally, I have to go and see her."

Yimulian also noticed that a strange and beautiful woman was approaching him, and he was also wondering what kind of person it was.

Originally he was bored, he went out for a walk alone, without any entourage, so he was a bit on guard.

She saw Yingying salute herself and said:

"My concubine is full of smoke and smoke, and I have seen the queen."

Hearing this name, his heart beat violently, as if hit by a hammer, he suppressed his heartbeat, and said slowly to her:

"There is a new beauty in the palace, but I have heard about it, but I have never seen it."

"The concubine has been in the palace for some time, and it has been my negligence to visit the queen in the future."

"I think you can't help yourself." Although he had mixed feelings in his heart, he said with a smile on his face, "After all, he is new to the palace and is busy learning all kinds of rules. The emperor also loves to keep you by his side, so naturally he can't be free."

Yan Yan narrowed his eyes:

"The empress is the mother of a country, the No. 1 in the emperor's heart, it is widely known to the world, the Ming media is marrying, the concubine has no virtue and talent, the emperor is only willing to spend some time on the concubine because it is a novelty for a while, that's all. How can I surpass the queen's position?"

It was supposed to be a soft and delicate sound, but due to the addiction to cigarettes, it turned into a slightly deep and hoarse voice. To the ears of those who cared about it, it was another kind of itching.

When she spoke, although she read those words in a charming and charming way, when she pronounced the words, her tone was a little strange.

It was as if the words of these scenes were in her mouth, stumbling her tongue.

Yimulian couldn't help asking:

"Your accent...is not the same as that of people from Kyoto. Before you entered the palace, where did you live in your hometown?"

Yan Yanluo was stunned for a moment, with a smile still on his face, but the expression in his eyes gradually turned cold:

"I was born in a humble family." She said, "When I was young, I was not born in the capital, but in the southern border. Later, I met my adoptive father, who brought me out and raised me in the capital.

Although I have been away for many years, when I speak, I still have a bit of the habit of the backcountry. "

"I made you... laugh."

As she spoke, she bent her knees and lowered her head, her posture was very obedient.

Yimulian saw the back of her neck that was exposed when she lowered her head, her hair was as black as ink, which made her neck white and tender like jade, her shoulders were thin and narrow, and her collarbone was embedded in her shoulders like a bowl, her eyes stayed here, and she Can't help but stunned.

Yan Yanluo raised her head, and met his eyes looking at her, she was surprised for a moment.

Then he realized it in an instant, pursed his lips and smiled, and once again showed that natural charming posture.

"Now that I've come to this Zitang Lake, if I stand still, wouldn't it be a waste of this great time? The empress...can you do me a favor and take a boat ride with my concubine?"

She glanced at the little maidservant briefly, she understood, immediately came up to her, and said courteously:

"If you two want to swim in the lake, the servant girl will call the person on duty now."

Then he ran away like a gust of wind, and went to greet the boat lady, and after a while, he brought one of them over, and stood beside the two of them, waiting for orders.

Yimulian was invited by her like this, but he declined at this time, it seemed that he was not generous, and he ignored the kindness of others, so he had no choice but to agree.

The boat lady stood at the bow and untied the rope, Yan Yanluo lifted up the hem of her skirt first, and stepped onto the board by herself.

Seen from the back, the waist is very slender, and it is tied with a wide silk belt, which is hardly enough to hold.

——Turning around again, reaching out his hand to Yimulian.

That hand was as thin and white as jade, with slender fingers, it was the hand of a dancer, stretched out pointedly, like an upside-down orchid.

Yimulian knew what she meant, so he simply let her go, and let Yanyanluo pull him gently, and brought him onto the boat.

They sat in the cabin—the cabin was open to the front and back, and hollow windows were dug out from the left and right sides. The patterns were exquisite, which not only shaded the sun but also allowed them to enjoy the view of the lake.

The boat lady stood at the bow of the boat, holding a pole in her hand, with her back to the two of them, she slowly steered the boat away.

——It slid out of the shore with one pole and floated over. The surface of the lake was as smooth as a mirror.

Yimulian was in the same cabin with a young and beautiful woman, and that woman had a special status, she felt quite embarrassed in her heart, staring at the lake view outside the window, she refused to turn her eyes back to Yan Yanluo.

After being stiff for a long time, she suddenly heard a crisp laugh and said softly:

"You are just looking at the lake view, but you don't say a word."

Yimulian had no choice but to turn his head, and said calmly:

"The scenery on the lake is very beautiful. I just admired it for a while and neglected Yan Ji, but it was not my intention."

"My concubine heard that the empress used to come to cruise often. Does the scenery on this lake, in your eyes, get better every day?"

I was stunned for a moment, unable to say anything.

"Please call my concubine Yan Yan Luo." She rolled her eyes, "My concubine... thinks that Yan Ji's name sounds weird and very strange."

Yimulian thought to himself: This is ridiculous, why should I be intimate with you?

When I woke up, I thought this way, as if full of sourness.

Seeing him lowering his head slightly, Yanyan looked at him for a moment as if he was in deep thought, a sly smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Yimulian suddenly felt a warm body temperature gradually approaching, but it was emanating from the woman's body, and it was transmitted to him.

"You are so indifferent, you don't even look at me..."

She leaned close to his ear and whispered.

"Is my concubine's body... so unsightly?"

The red lips with rouge exuded a little wet mist, and the gauze on her body was as thin as mist, like a dream.

——The beauty with the golden hairpin on her head, dressed in cigarettes, just confirmed that name.

smoke and smoke...

In addition to the faint smell of tobacco, there is also a slightly dull smell:

It is the unique scent of red sandalwood in the barren palace.

He used to laugh at him before, but he used such an old-fashioned incense early at a young age, but he answered himself solemnly: It is precisely because he is in the position of emperor that he gives people a more sophisticated impression, which is naturally different. Like others, use that kind of frivolous smell.

The woman's breath lingered in his ears, half of his cheek was covered with a layer of furry mist, and it was moist.

It's spring and summer, and the clothes are extremely thin, separated by several layers of gauze, but they can still share the warmth of the flesh from the other party's body.

——Grabbing her wrist with his backhand, wrapping it around his hand, he pulled her into his arms.

Yan Yanluo was caught off guard, and he pulled her closer to him, laying on his shoulders.

On the contrary, he was taken aback and opened his eyes wide. After he realized it, he struggled up, trying to escape from her embrace.

He held her tightly with one hand, leaned against her ear, and said softly:

"Although I am Taiyin, I am also a man. A man and a widow live in the same room, and you act so rashly. I advise you to be careful."

He let go and let her go.

Yan Yanluo was shrinking back, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, her face was blue, she looked at each other and let go, and she sat a little far away.

After hearing this sentence, on the contrary, he gradually calmed down and his expression became serious.

Yimulian glanced at her slightly and said with a smile:

"Why, so nervous, can I scare you so much?"

The boat lady stood at the bow and felt that the cabin was shaking behind her, so she tied the boat, turned around, looked back, and saw that the two were far apart, their clothes were messy, their cheeks were ashamed and red, and they were worried about them. A dispute arose, and he hurriedly asked:

"You two, what happened just now?"

Yimulian leaned back, leaned against the bulkhead, calmly said:

"Without him, you can continue to steer the boat."

Yan Yanluo stretched out her hands to straighten her clothes, although her face was still bright red, she looked at him and looked at his eyes, but this time it was different from before.

She caressed her cheeks, with her usual charming smile on her lips, and said in a soft voice:

"Before I entered the palace, I heard that the current queen is gentle and easy-going. It's pretty good to see you today, but..."

Her slender eyelashes fluttered, and she continued softly:

"There are a few places that are very different from what I think in my body and mind, but there are many charming things. No wonder the emperor loves you so much. Even when I get along with you, I can't forget your name."

Yimulian was relieved to have her in the army, but at this moment it seemed to be at a disadvantage again.

Just as he was about to respond, a sense of disgust suddenly rushed up in his chest, his heart slammed into his chest, and rushed to his throat in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes also turned black.All the thoughts in my mind, even the words I wanted to say just now, were overwhelmed by the overwhelming feeling.

He reluctantly got up, stumbled out of the cabin, and went to the rear deck. His legs gave way, and he half-kneeled and fell on the ground.

Yan Yanluo saw that he was still in high spirits just a moment ago, but suddenly he was weak and frail, and was startled. He was stunned for a moment, then he stood up, followed him out of the cabin, bent down, took a closer look, and even his face was worried. asked:

"Are you all right?"

Eye to eye and heart to mouth, she seemed to be unable to hear her words at all, she leaned on the wood of the ship's deck, and felt the boat sinking and floating, and the world was spinning, extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, the boat was in the middle of the lake, the boat lady was startled when she saw this, she took the pole, and with a few strokes of force, she was about to turn around and paddle towards the shore.

Just turning the bow of the boat, I suddenly heard a shout behind me:

"Stopped!"

Yan Yanluo said sternly:

"Didn't you see that he is already suffering so much? Stop the boat!"

The boat lady was anxious and flustered, with sweat dripping from her forehead, holding on to the pole tightly with both hands, she hesitated and said:

"But now there is no doctor on the lake, what should we do if we delay?"

Yan Yanluo squatted down, pushed back the hair on Momolian's forehead, and said:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him for a while."

She touched the temperature of his forehead, her palm was wet and cold, and she touched the cold sweat in her hand, her expression became a little serious, and she said:

"It's because the weather is too hot, you've got sunstroke."

Yimulian had no strength in his body, seeing her approaching, he couldn't dodge it, saw her reaching out, and then lightly untied the knot on his collar, and untied the shirt protecting his neck.

Yan Yanluo saw that his bare neck was covered with bright red patterns, circles and circles, spreading out, with tiny beads of sweat condensing like ripples on the water, took the towel in his sleeve, and wiped it off for him .

He stretched out his hand and pinched his Fengchi, Fengfu, and Dazhui acupuncture points hard, and sure enough, Yimu was in pain, his complexion gradually became alive, and his body was not as cold as before.

She looked intently at his face and said:

"I have some medical skills, please let me feel your pulse and see how the current situation is."

Before Yimulian could speak, he picked up his wrist, put it on the boat plank, and put his two fingers on it.

Yimulian rested for a while, although he still felt dizzy, his spirits improved a little. Just now, he looked at Yanyanluo with a very respectful attitude, and he was sincere in taking care of himself. After thinking about it for a while, struggling for a while, I finally felt that I should thank her. .

He raised his eyes, and was about to speak, but saw Yan Yanluo's expression changed slightly, as if he was taken aback.

Hesitant to ask:

"What's the matter?"

Yan Yanluo put away the strange color, and his expression returned to normal, then he replied: "Your body is all well, just a little heatstroke, after returning to the palace, wipe it with clean water, rest in a cool place for a while, everything will be fine. "

Seeing that Yimulian was getting better, the boatwoman felt relieved, she set her pole again, and sailed towards the lake shore.

Although Yimulian had doubts in his heart, seeing her expression of being completely speechless, he decided not to ask.

When they got off the shore, Yingcao was waiting by the lake. Seeing that Yimulian's face was pale and his lips were pale, he immediately refused to be courteous to the others, and called his followers to help him into the car. He bowed first and said:

"The queen is not in good health, the slaves are going back first."

Raising his eyes, he glanced at Yan Yanluo again, but his eyes were a little more sharp:

"...I was in that boat just now, what happened, I believe the queen will tell the servants and maids after she returns to the palace."

Yan Yanluo held a fan to cover half of her cheeks, and smiled slightly:

"Congratulations to the queen."

The sound of the wheels went away, and the little maid who saw the scene when the two came out just now, and the stern look of Yingcao, just hid aside just now, so scared that she didn't even dare to make a sound.

Seeing that Yanyan Luo was silent for a moment, then turned and left, followed in a hurry, and asked in a whisper:

"You were with the queen just now, he... didn't make things difficult for you, did he...?"

Yan Yanluo smiled and shook her head.

The little maid let out a sigh of relief, but then she remembered something and said nervously:

"Then just now, the queen looked like him... But what kind of dispute did you have with him?"

His voice was extremely low, and he looked around quickly, but he was afraid that people would hear gossip.

Yan Yanluo reached out and stroked her hair lightly, her cheeks blushed immediately, she stood where she was, and was at a loss.

Just listening to her muttering to herself, she seemed to be in deep thought, but what she answered was not her question:

"I don't know the queen has such a character, no wonder he likes it."

"It seems... the emperor is really in love with the empress."

The smile on his face slowly faded away.

"If I also..."

After Yi Mu Lian returned to the palace, his servants wiped his body and changed his pajamas. He lay on the bed to rest, still in a daze, with his eyes closed, his mind felt as if it had been hammered, it was very sore.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt someone entered the room,

It's not the light footsteps of firefly grass, nor the sound of jingling jewelry.

The man came to his bed, but stopped.

Although Yimulian closed his eyes, he knew that he must be staring at him silently at this moment.

After a while, there was a soft touch on the forehead——

The person in front of the bed bent down and kissed his forehead.

Yimulian opened his eyes, looked at him, and said calmly:

"...But please, Your Majesty, use other people's skillful skills and don't spend it on me."