37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Borzigit Sang Lan didn't like Concubine De's appearance. She was obviously the highest status other than the queen, but she put herself so low.

She rolled her eyes, helped Zhu Cui by her temples, and yawned.

Concubine Rong sat beside her, saw her sleepy look, and said with a smile: "After greeting the Empress, Concubine Lan, you should hurry up and take a good nap. Tonight's family dinner on New Year's Eve, you should be more energetic."

Borzigit Sang Lan cast a glance at her: "A few days ago, the emperor turned over the signboard of the concubine, and it was a toss. The concubine's waist and legs are still hurting, and she can't sleep well."

She spoke harshly, Concubine Rong's face froze, and she returned to her original expression: "Concubine Lan, you are young and beautiful, the emperor naturally likes you more."

"It's not like a concubine, who has been in the palace for a long time, and the emperor is bored with it. I haven't seen the emperor for more than half a year."

She was not the only one who hadn't seen the emperor in the harem for more than half a year. At a glance, she hadn't seen him for a year or two. For a while, Concubine Lan, who had just been turned over, was very conspicuous, and only she knew what everyone was thinking.

The queen sat on it, as if she didn't see the twists and turns inside.

Suddenly, Guerjia, who was sitting a little further back, twisted his handkerchief, and said three times: "On my way to Jingren Palace...I heard some gossip...I don't know if it's true..."

Concubine Rong turned her head to look at her: "There are too many gossips in this palace, true and false, false and false, and true and false, they can't be counted."

"But..." Noble Guerjia bit his lip, "These gossips came from the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Empress Ulanara raised her eyebrows and said in a stern tone, "You have to think about whether you should say these words or not. The Hall of Mental Cultivation is not the Jingren Palace of my palace, and there is room for maneuver."

The nobleman Guerjia, who has always been very timid, became more courageous this time, as if to prove that he was not lying, he said: "If I didn't hear it with my own eyes, my concubine would not dare to say it."

The queen put her hands on the black low table, "Then tell me, what kind of gossip did you hear?"

"The two palace maids said that An Ning, who is next to the emperor, asked someone to go outside the palace to pick up someone in the middle of the night, and he stayed at the Buddha of Compassion Ning Palace to dance."

"I also said that the person who was taken in was the nun who chanted scriptures and prayed for Empress Dowager Yiren this time. When she was still in the palace, she and the emperor—"

The nobleman Guerjia couldn't go on talking, sitting on the stool, his eyes were soaked with tears, but they didn't fall down.

How could she not cry, so many concubines in the palace were looking forward to the emperor's arrival like the stars and the moon, but the emperor just got together with a nun, didn't he put their faces on the ground and stomp on them?

The complexions of the other concubines were not so good, Borzigit Sang Lan was even worse, her eyes were burning, she stared at the nobleman Guerjia: "What you said is true!"

Her arrogance was arrogant, and the nobleman Guerjia was timid, so he shrank his shoulders in fright: "Chen... my concubine dare not tell lies..."

Well, after hearing this sentence, Borzigit Sang Lan's back molars were about to be crushed, and he said goodbye to the queen, and walked away on the bottom of the flowerpot.

The rest of you look at me, I look at you, lower your voice and say something.

A day passed in the blink of an eye, the annual New Year's Eve family banquet was held in Changyin Pavilion, the concubines arrived first, Yu Wenyue, Queen Ulanara and the Queen Mother were the last to arrive.

For the family banquet, all the people from Yuwen's family came, several county princes, Beizi Baylor, and their concubines and wives, the house was full of people.

Seeing the empress and the empress dowager coming, they knelt down and saluted: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, the empress dowager is happy and peaceful, and the empress dowager is blessed and safe."

"Pingshen." Yu Wenyue raised his hand slightly.

Everyone kneeling below stood up after thanking them.

Yu Wenyue was not a talkative person, so Empress Wulanara asked him, "Which play does the Emperor want to hear?"

"Give it to the Empress Dowager, she likes to listen." Even on such a good festival, Yu Wenyue was dressed plainly, wearing an agarwood-colored dragon robe, with a white jade belt tied around his waist, on which were hung a sachet and jade pendant.

Coincidentally, the empress also wore a phoenix robe of agarwood color today, and the empress dowager saw them asking and answering one by one, and said with a smile: "Seeing that the emperor and empress are so harmonious, the Ai family is really relieved. Sun, there is nothing unsatisfactory."

Empress Wulanara's face was heated by the words, and she looked at Yu Wenyue's extremely good-looking eyebrows and eyes: "The concubine is also looking forward to it, I think the fate has not yet come."

"What is fate?" The queen mother patted her hand and said to Yu Wenyue, "In the past, the Ai family didn't talk about the emperor, but today I have to talk about it. The concubines in the harem are not scourges, so why is the emperor hiding so far away? .”

"I see, Empress Dowager, let's play a show." He still had the same expression, the queen mother stopped talking, and got together with the queen to play a play.

After watching a few plays and having some wine, Yu Wenyue walked ahead and led the crowd out of Changyin Pavilion. The eunuchs who had prepared for a long time immediately lit the five-color fireworks, and fireworks bloomed in the dark night sky.

The fireworks flew so high that everyone outside the palace could see them.

The Great Buddha Hall of the Compassion Ning Palace could also see clearly. Shen Huan was standing in the yard, pointing to the red firework that had just bloomed: "Look, this one is rounder than the one just now."

"The fireworks in the palace are more beautiful than the ones outside. Not only are there more colors, but also more patterns." Haruko also likes watching fireworks. In previous years, she would buy some small ones and display them in Minghui Hall during the Chinese New Year.

She put out delicious food and called Shen Huan: "Madam, let's eat."

"Okay." Shen Huan blew her hands and went back to the house.

On the low table on the kang was a piece of fried shredded cabbage and two bowls of rice, these were brought back by Qingzi from the imperial dining room.

Today is New Year's Eve, people are busy eating for the nobles in the palace, just this shredded cabbage and two bowls of rice, Haruko spent a tael of silver and begged for a long time before getting it.

It was cold when I got it to the Great Buddha Hall, and the oil was so frozen that I could eat it after reheating it myself.

Shen Huan sat on the kang and picked up her bowl of rice: "Today is our first year in the palace, I hope we can have two more dishes in the second year."

"Ma'am, don't you wish you had some wine next year?"

"Well," Shen Huan thought for a while, "then have some more wine."

He is a little bit greedy, he likes to drink soft wine on weekdays, and he is still a bit greedy after not drinking for so long.

Picking up a piece of shredded cabbage, Shen Huan touched Haruko's shredded cabbage: "Come on, it's time for the New Year's Eve dinner."

A bowl of shredded cabbage and two bowls of rice were eaten clean, and the vegetable soup on the bottom of the plate was eaten by two people with bibimbap, and then they washed their feet and turned off the lights to sleep.

While sleeping soundly, Shen Huan suddenly heard a voice from outside. Just as she opened her eyes, she was still a little dazed when she was startled by a person appearing in the room: "My...my lord..."

But it was Yu Wenyue, who was not accompanied by anyone, and was holding a wind lantern in his hand.

Shen Huan hugged the quilt and got up, Qingzi, who was sleeping with him, was quarreled and put her hands on his waist while muttering.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little strange, Shen Huan gently pushed Haruko.

Haruko was sleeping soundly, woke up after being pushed several times, rubbed her eyes and muttered to Shen Huan: "Daochuo... what's wrong?"

Shen Huan quickly bent down and whispered in her ear, "He's here, you put on your clothes."

he?

which he?

Haruko's brain was stirred like a paste, and her eyes widened quickly.

The emperor, the emperor!

She rolled up from the kang, put on her gray robe and ran out, the soles of her feet seemed to be oiled.

Only then did Shen Huan get up from the quilt, took the qi death wind lamp in Yu Wenyue's hand and put it on the table, and then blew on the torch to light the candles in the room.

There was a kang burning in the room, and when she was sleeping, Shen Huan only wore a thin cotton inner garment, and her slender figure was fully outlined.

The candles were lit, and the room became much brighter. Shen Huan turned around and looked at Yu Wenyue: "Did your lord come in during the New Year's Eve banquet in the palace?"

"You have become more courageous." Yu Wenyue looked at him, his voice was as cold as ice and snow.

Shen Huan glanced at him: "It's not that the poor nun has become more courageous, it's because you, my lord, have never been angry with the poor nun except that you were more aggressive at that time."

When he spoke, his lips parted and closed slightly, occasionally revealing his neat white teeth and fresh tongue.

Yu Wenyue's eyes darkened a bit, and the heat gathered in his lower abdomen. He wanted to sit down on the kang, but he thought of the little nun who ran out just now, and for the first time there was a little displeasure on his face, and he just stood upright like that.

Shen Huan saw it, took out a new bedding from the cabinet, and replaced the warm quilt and mat, as if she was really not afraid of him at all, and said while changing: "I know you are a fastidious person, but poor nun here It really won't be that much for you, look, there is only one kang in the whole room, not even a couch, she and I are brothers and sisters, how can I have the heart to let her sleep on the floor."

"If you don't like it, bring your own bedding when you come here—"

Before he finished speaking, Yu Wenyue pressed him from behind onto the kang, and a hot, terrifying thing pressed against him from behind.

Yu Wenyue pressed his shoulder with one hand to keep him immobile, and pulled his face with the other to make him show his profile.

Looking at his beautiful and demonic face, but not delicate, he said: "You are telling me."

Shen Huan frowned, "The poor nun doesn't owe you anything, so I can't tell you about it."

He seemed to be confident: "If the lord hadn't done what he did with the poor nun in the Hongjun Hall without hesitation, the poor nun would not have been able to order you if he wanted to."

"you--"

"What do you want to say about the poor nun?" Shen Huan didn't give him a chance to speak, "A monk is not a human being, and lusting after him is not something worth being struck by lightning that day."

He broke Yu Wenyue's hand pinching his face: "Take it easy, poor nun's flesh hurts."

He spoke very naturally, and his two slightly heroic long eyebrows were slightly frowned, which made people feel soft.

Yu Wenyue looked at him, and slowly let go of his hand.

Shen Huan made an inch of it, and shook her shoulders: "There is also this one, which hurts even when pressed."

Yu Wenyue also let go.

Shen Huan, who was finally free, turned over and looked up at him. I have to say that Yu Wenyue did have a good look, especially at this moment.

Shen Huan didn't ask him to get up anymore, and in this posture, her body slowly squirmed down, her head was buried there, she took off his lower robe with one hand, she tilted her head and used her teeth to untie his trouser belt...

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