Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"Do you have any objection?" Jiuli lowered her eyes and looked at the little Ying who was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes were calm and even a little gentle.

"I have no objection." The young concubine still had a thin layer of sweat on her face, and she didn't know how she ended up walking in the front.

Fortunately, his position has not been lowered, and Shu Fei is similar to himself. When he sees Shu Fei, he will probably think of her. In this way, His Majesty will not completely forget her.

"What did the Queen Mother say?" Jiuli waved her hand.

"The Empress Dowager is going to worship Buddha and will not see the concubines." Feng Ping lowered his head, his back straight and he exuded a dignified demeanor.

"Then, sisters, please go away." Jiuli waved her hand, thinking about something in her heart, "Shuying."

The concubines separated at the gate of Fengyi Palace, took sedan chairs and returned to their respective palaces, waiting to be drawn in the evening.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Jinghe did not choose a new bride at all. Instead, after dealing with state affairs, he went straight to Fengyi Palace and did not visit the new bride for three consecutive days, which shows the love between the emperor and the empress.

He then went to the old man and forgot about the new concubine. This was also done intentionally by Emperor Jinghe.

Yin Zhen, who knew that someone was disrespectful to Jiuli in the previous dynasty, took people to beat up the censor after the court session.

"Qingqing," after the fight, he went to the palace to seek comfort.

"Did they fight?" Jiuli looked back and saw a very obvious fist mark on Yin Zhen's fair face. Her eyes changed slightly.

"No," Yin Zhen lowered his head. How could he fight? "I was just practicing with those little bastards on the training ground."

"How can you be so skilled?" Jiuli took out the ointment from the cabinet. "Be quiet and don't move. I'll apply the ointment on you."

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, Qingqing, please be gentle." Yin Zhen's face turned pale, and he comforted Jiuli, "It doesn't hurt, really."

"What about this?" Jiuli chuckled and pressed hard with her hand.

"It hurts," Yin Zhen looked at Jiuli with tears in his eyes, "Why don't you feel sorry for me? Don't you love me anymore?"

"How could that be?" Jiuli moved more gently, "Let's see if you dare to do it next time," she still spoke firmly.

"His daughter made you unhappy, so I will make him unhappy! How dare you go against my Qingqing!" Yin Zhen's face was stern and murderous, beating him was considered a light punishment.

"Besides, he didn't lose any limbs. He was just beaten up. I'm wearing a mask, so I guarantee no one will recognize me." Yin Zhen still had a bit of pride on his face.

"Do you really think no one can tell? Then what's wrong with your face?" Jiuli wiped the ointment carefully.

"After court dismissed, I went to the parade ground for training and didn't notice." Yin Zhen felt rarely guilty. He couldn't say bad things about the emperor, right?

"He is the same. He can't beat you, so he needs to practice." Jiuli was helpless, "Can't you hide a little next time?"

"I know you feel sorry for me, but he is the emperor after all. It would be wrong for me to hide from him." Yin Zhen's face became more gentle.

"When will you leave?" Jiuli threw away the ointment.

"You don't want to keep me? Well, I'm old now and you deserve to despise me." Yin Zhen said aggrievedly.

"I don't dislike it," Jiuli said helplessly. He was so grown up, but he still treated her like a child? "Even stones in the palace can talk, so I have to be more careful."

"Don't worry this time," Yin Zhen said with a look of grievance, "I found a tunnel left by the previous dynasty this time. After repairing it, I can come directly to Fengyi Palace."

"You," Jiuli tapped Yin Zhen's chest with her fingertips, "Don't be so reckless next time, understand?"

"To provoke you is to provoke me. You can provoke me but not you." Yin Zhen said, but changed the subject when Jiuli raised her hand, "Xiao Liu is getting smarter, just like you."

"Your turn of phrase is rather blunt, but it's indeed clever," Jiuli thought, how could he not be clever? He had fought his way out with great difficulty, and his scheming and tactics were all top-notch.

"Everyone you give birth to looks like you," Yin Zhen said skillfully.

"Hmph, there's no point in saying all this," Jiuli turned away and didn't even look at the bruises on Yin Zhen's face.

"Okay, I promise not to make you worry next time," Yin Zhen swore with his finger raised, and his hand was pulled down by Jiuli.

"Keep your word." Jiuli pulled Yin Zhen's wrist.

"Forget it. When have I ever broken my promise?" Yin Zhen smiled. "It will be fine in a few days."

"That's good. Is Xiaoqi doing okay with you?" Jiuli lay down with Yin Zhen and extinguished the candle with a flick of her sleeves.

"Very well behaved. I'll bring him in to pay my respects to you some other day. He looks a lot like the late emperor." Yin Zhen said, "I still want you to care about me more. Look, you didn't even ask me."

"Aren't you fine now? But you've lost a little weight, and you still don't like to eat like before." Jiuli measured Yin Zhen's waist, which seemed to be a little thinner than before.

"Don't touch me randomly." Yin Zhen said sullenly. It was really shameless of him to touch him deliberately even though he knew that he had no resistance at all.

"Didn't you ask me to care about you? What's going on now?" Jiuli stopped and ran her fingertips across Yin Zhen's chest.

"Can this be compared?" Yin Zhen grabbed Jiuli's wrist dissatisfiedly, put it to his lips and bit it lightly.

"Are you angry because of shame?" Jiuli leaned closer, spoke in the ear, and deliberately blew a breath.

"Qingqing," Yin Zhen hugged her tightly with a smile in his eyes, "Stop making trouble and take a rest soon, okay?"

"Yeah." Jiuli lay down obediently, breathing steadily.

Yin Zhen lowered his head and kissed Jiuli between the eyebrows, then he raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, fell into a deep sleep, and left early the next day.

After that, I would come to Fengyi Palace every night whenever I had time.

When paying respects that day, Jiuli supported her forehead with one hand and listened to Concubine Qi (Concubine Li) telling the news that came out of Longling Palace yesterday.

"Your Majesty, that Yue lady is really insolent. She treats Your Majesty as her husband and even as their wedding couple. Does she take Your Majesty seriously?" Concubine Qi (Concubine Li) said coldly.

Concubine Xian (Concubine Zhu) and Concubine Shu (Concubine Zhu Shuyue) who were sitting beside them had smiles on their faces but cold eyes. What the hell? They could only think about such words in their hearts.

"If I were to say, the punishment Your Majesty has given her is still too light. You should let her know what a hundred cuts of red is." Concubine Hua (Concubine Hua) looked cold. She had never been so presumptuous before!

"His Majesty personally carried her back to Guanju Palace. How come you, Shufei, can't manage your own palace?" Concubine Miao (Mrs. Miao) pulled her handkerchief, looking dissatisfied, what a vixen!

"Your Majesty, Concubine Yue is here," Feng Ping appeared respectful on the surface, but there was murderous intent in his eyes. His heart was high as the sky, but his life was fragile as paper!

"Oh, so your status as emperor has been promoted just now?" Concubine Gan (Mrs. Gan) covered her lips with a handkerchief, secretly trying to sow discord.

"Let her in, and you all talk less." Jiuli pressed his eyebrows, and the smile on his lips did not change at all.

"I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen. May Her Majesty be well and at peace."