37 years old, I became a harem concubine

After taking care of herself, Shen Huan walked out of the tent with Xiaoxi and Qingzi.

This is the place where the emperor and his concubines eat and live. Naturally, it is not as thick as the grass on the way here. The grass has been cut a little, so that the bottom of the flower pot will not slip.

At this time, the sky was dark, and bright stars were shining in the dark night sky, which was magnificent and beautiful.

Countless torches were burning in the camp, like a winding dragon perched under the dome.

As soon as he came out, the eunuch who was guarding outside the account came up with an angry wind lamp: "My lord, someone from Mr. An Ning's side just came to ask if you packed it up, and if it's done, you can go over."

Upon hearing this, Shen Huan knew that she might be a little late, so she hurriedly said, "Let's go quickly, it's bad if you go too late."

The eunuch was here to wait for him and lead the way for him, so naturally he walked ahead immediately.

Going around one tent after another, passing by teams of guards, Shen Huan heard the woman's loud and clear singing, not using Da Qi's words.

And along with the singing, there is a strong smell of wine and the sound of people talking and booing.

An Ning was the first to discover Shen Huan's arrival. She walked quickly past Yu Wenyue and said in a low voice, "Almost all the other young masters and the princes and concubines of the Mongolian tribe are here. This servant will take you there."

"Is it too late?" Shen Huan looked at the circles of torches and densely packed human heads on the grass.

An Ning said: "It's not too late, the serious banquet hasn't started yet, these princes and nobles of the Mongolian tribe are more able to toss than those in Shengjing City, and they are toasting round after round."

That's good, that's good, Shen Huan breathed a sigh of relief, let Qingzi and Xiaoxi stay here, and followed An Ning.

As he got closer, he could hear the singing more clearly in the distance, and saw a young girl in a goose yellow Mongolian dress, her hair braided into small braids, and a plush hat singing while surrounding Yu Wenyue's Table dancing, bright singing, hot dancing, tall breasts and slender waist stirred the hearts of all present.

Sitting under Yu Wenyue's hands, Lan Bin and the others had smiles on their faces, but upon closer inspection, they saw knives in their eyes.

The princes and nobles of the Mongolian tribe below applauded the scene in front of them, "Your Majesty, Princess Baiyin, the most beautiful flower on the prairie, has finally taken the initiative. You don't know, this is the first time she is so enthusiastic. "

"Hahahahahaha, no, in the past, anyone who wanted to be next to her was served by her with a whip and a knife."

Baiyin, who was surrounded by the stars, proudly raised her head, unabashedly flirting at this handsome young emperor, the towering moon breasts were almost attached to his back.

The man next to Brigude patted his thigh, leaned over and said, "Baiyin is about to succeed, this white dough-like emperor can't resist at all hahahaha."

Bu Rigude raised his eyebrows, glanced at Baiyin and Yu Wenyue: "No."

"Oh," the man didn't believe, "is there a woman more beautiful than Baiyin in this world?"

The concubine he saw today appeared in Burigude's mind, and just as he was about to say that I had seen it, he saw Shen Huan who came with An Ning, the wine in her hand stopped in mid-air.

Seeing him like this, the man also followed his gaze, and just like him, he forgot what he just said.

The wind blows the torch loudly, the light and shadow dance, and the flames dance, and the person in the light and shadow is like a goddess who has just danced from a fairyland and landed in the world, with a head full of pearls and emerald clothes, and her appearance can no longer be thinned. beautiful to describe.

The so-called alluring beauty is probably only like this.

Yu Wenyue, who was surrounded by Baiyin, saw Shen Huan coming in all his clothes, squinted his eyes, and stretched out the hand with the finger wrench.

Shen Huan walked up to him, and first knelt down to salute him: "My concubine greets the emperor, and the emperor is blessed with golden peace."

"The concubine is late, I hope the emperor will forgive me."

"No problem." Yu Wenyue seemed to be extraordinarily easy to talk today, and stretched out his hand in front of him.

Shen Huan looked at his white and slender fingers, put her hand in his, and stood up following his strength.

Wearing a Qi head and a flowerpot bottom, Shen Huan is already as tall as Yu Wenyue, and the two of them standing together couldn't be more suitable.

Baiyin looked at the concubine who was lifted up by Yu Wenyue himself, and gritted her teeth in dissatisfaction, especially when she saw that the concubine was so flat that she could run a horse, she even flaunted her own Yue Xiong.

Shen Huan saw it, and just smiled at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and asked Yu Wenyue in a low voice, "Where is the concubine sitting?"

Yu Wenyue asked An Ning to come over: "Add a chair here." He pointed at the place where he started next to Concubine Lan, and with Shen Huan's current position, it was illegal to be there.

An Ning naturally respected his orders, he did what he said, and asked someone to move the chair.

Shen Huan looked at Concubine Lan, who was waving her eyes at the Mongolian girl just now, and now she was waving her eyes at her, and followed Yu Wenyue's words: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Because of Yu Wenyue's unusual attitude and Shen Huan's astonishing beauty, everyone's eyes almost fell on him.

The officials and ministers are okay, they are afraid of the rules, while the princes and nobles of the Mongolian tribe are chattering.

Burigude looked at Shen Huan, who was more delicate and beautiful than in the daytime, poured a full glass of wine, raised his hand from a distance, and toasted him.

Shen Huan also saw the Mongolian prince who stopped her several times during the day, and was a little unpredictable about his behavior of toasting her. The two only met once.

But since he respected him, it would be bad for him not to appreciate it, so he also picked up the wine glass in hand, raised it to him, and drank it with his head covered by his sleeve.

Good wine, but Shen Huan, who only drank light hops, just drank it when she was stimulated by the spicy wine, her cheeks flushed and she almost coughed up.

Yu Wenyue saw the movements of the two, looked at Shen Huan's red cheeks, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "You met him."

Shen Huan turned her head, "I saw him on the way to the tent today, and he said he is the prince of Zhungeerdan."

"Yes," Yu Wenyue looked at the wine on his lips, "The second son of Zhungeerdan Khan, I heard that flocks of eagles hovered in the royal court on the day of his birth, and they stayed together for a long time, so he took such a name."

"So there are really different people in the world?" Shen Huan tilted her head slightly, and looked at the Mongolian prince who should be younger than Yu Wenyue, but a size bigger, with sharp eyes like double eagles.

Yu Wenyue said: "So, Zhungeerdan Khan prefers this second son, and when he was 14 years old, he made him the prince."

No wonder, with such an unruly temperament, he dared to toast himself in public.

Everyone came together, and the small banquet before the big banquet officially started. The princes and nobles and ministers of the Mongolian tribe first saluted Yu Wenyue. Drink and eat.

Shen Huan got close, and saw that the wine Yu Wenyue was drinking was actually added with deer blood just taken from the deer's neck, and it was red and smelly.

Fortunately, these harem concubines don't have to suffer this crime.

Shen Huan endured the strong smell of wine and drank two glasses. Soon, her eyes were attracted by the singing and dancing.

I saw the tribal women wearing long gowns and tight waists, revealing a slim figure, dancing a quite unrestrained and unrestrained dance that was not at all similar to court singing and dancing.

The drumbeat was strong, and the girls had enthusiastic smiles on their faces, Shen Huan couldn't help but look in.

Suddenly, Baiyin in a goose-yellow dress came out from behind the dancing girls and led them to dance. Shen Huan had to admit that this girl was indeed beautiful. Both Lu Guiren and Chen Miaoyi were compared.

Moreover, he did not have the innocence and liveliness that only belonged to seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls.

Seeing that Baiyin's eyes kept falling on Yu Wenyue's body, Shen Huan quietly looked at Yu Wenyue out of the corner of her eye, but she might as well meet Yu Wenyue's eyes.

His eyes were bright and hot, and there was a layer of red on his fair face, which made him look like he had been drinking.

Shen Huan suddenly remembered that what they drank just now was wine with deer blood added, so...

Thinking of this, Shen Huan felt sour and swollen in the lower two places...

His face was flushed red, even his neck and ears were rosy, and he quickly looked back, but the eyes that fell on his neck and waist became hotter and hotter.

Baiyin's meaning was so obvious, and Yu Wenyue didn't let her wait on her, so the people below naturally stopped thinking about it, only Baiyin pouted angrily, and sat back on her seat.

She has a high status, and her position is just next to Yu Wenyao, the king of Xiangjun, and next to Yu Wenyao's Fujin Fucha family.

Fucha originally thought that as long as she found the right opportunity, it would be a surefire thing for Yu Wenyue to fall in love with her, but when she saw Shen Huan, she was overwhelmed with great frustration.

With such an appearance, such an appearance, it's no wonder that even if she is a nun, the emperor has made her a nobleman.

She was holding on to the veil unwillingly, when she heard the princess of the Mongolian tribe who performed the dance just now ask her: "What's the name of that woman?!"

Baiyin's behavior was so obvious that he almost showed his liking for Yuwenyue, and the Fucha family who had the same purpose as her naturally didn't like her either, but she turned her eyes and said to Baiyin: "That's the emperor's favorite My noble Zhaoxi, with him around, the other concubines and emperors don't like it anymore."

"Your Majesty Zhaoxi." Baiyin gave Shen Huan a hard look.

It took a full hour and a half before this small banquet ended.

Yu Wenyue could already see that he was drunk, and he didn't need An Ning's support on weekdays, so he put his hand on An Ning's wrist today.

Shen Huan naturally wanted to go back to her tent to sleep, and was about to leave after squatting down and saluting.

Suddenly, Yu Wenyue, who was supported by An Ning, turned around and looked at her through the torch: "Come here."

"Oh oh oh oh!!!" The emperor hadn't left yet, so everyone naturally had to wait for him to leave before leaving. They didn't expect to hear such a sentence, and they all booed beside him.

Especially the people of the Mongolian tribe, for them, it is quite normal to do that.

Brigud was not among the booers. He sat down on the ground at some point, with his hands propped back on the grass, and a huge lump was pushed up by his loose robe.

The author has something to say:

Good card, there are already several versions.

I have been in a bad state for the past few days, and I always wonder what the hell I am writing. (? д??)