The First Tyrant of Daxia

The Weiyang Palace was a place of prosperity, singing and dancing, and it was a dazzling sight.

Its grandeur far exceeds that of the past.

Qin Yun was so happy that he drank a lot. His cheeks were flushed and hot. Taking advantage of the break, he left the palace in a daze.

By the time Murong Shunhua and others reacted, the person had disappeared.

After several eunuchs came forward to report, Murong Shunhua stood up and left quietly.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" she asked, frowning slightly. After being married for several years, she could tell at a glance that Qin Yun was really drunk.

Envoys from various countries, civil and military officials, and provincial governors were toasting each other back and forth, it would be strange if they didn't get drunk.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of water flowing was heard on the corridor.

She took one look and almost laughed out of anger.

Two pretty palace maids supported Qin Yun on both sides. He tilted his head back and actually started peeing on the pillar. You have to know that this was a long corridor, in public.

For an emperor, this is really a lack of attention to etiquette.

Murong Shunhua waved his hand and the eunuchs formed a human wall.

She stepped forward, her gorgeous face said unhappily: "Your Majesty, if you drink more, you might as well wet the bed."

belch!

Qin Yun burped and turned around dazedly. When he saw her, he immediately grinned.

He turned around without even pulling up his pants, obviously drunk.

He said drunkenly, "The headmaster's wife is here."

This intimate name was like spring water thawing the winter snow. Murong Shunhua's heart softened. She quickly stepped forward to support her and asked the two pretty palace maids to leave.

The two palace maids blushed extremely and quickly retreated. They had just seen something they shouldn't have seen.

"Master's wife, pull up your pants!" Qin Yun said casually.

"Are you ordering me?"

Murong Shunhua couldn't help but smile. He was a bit of a bastard, but sometimes he was as cute as a child and even needed to be fed with his mouth.

This made her feel soft and happy inside.

"No way!" Qin Yun shouted.

Hearing this, she rolled her eyes, somewhat playfully, somewhat beautifully, but also accustomed to his bad behavior.

He held his waist with one hand and used the other hand to help him pull up his pants.

It's a very warm picture.

But Qin Yun was drunk and bold, so he put one hand on Murong Shunhua's head.

She reacted immediately, pushed his hand away, and then glared at Qin Yun with cold eyes. What was this guy thinking? He wanted to mess around here.

She is not like Xiao Yuxiang, who is spoiled in everything.

"Your Majesty, you've drunk too much!"

Qin Yun shuddered, and his drunkenness sobered up a little.

This action is fine if done behind closed doors, but doing it in this corridor surrounded by eunuchs and palace maids would mean not giving face to Murong Shunhua, and the consequence of not giving face would be that everyone would lose face.

He smiled awkwardly and burped again: "Forget it, forget it."

Murong Shunhua rolled her eyes again, quickly helped him put on his pants, stood up, and looked back with her pretty face.

"Send the message to Weiyang Palace. Your Majesty is drunk and needs to go back to rest. Let Gu Chuntang take care of the aftermath."

"Yes!" Everyone responded with great respect.

The Queen is still in confinement after giving birth, and all matters in the harem, big and small, are presided over by the "tacitly recognized" Queen of the West Palace. Who dares to disrespect her?

When the Jinyiwei came, they would sometimes be scolded.

She is the most low-key one, but also the most awe-inspiring one, after all, she is the founder of Jinyiwei.

At this time, Murong Shunhua helped Qin Yun leave.

The backs of the two people in the snowy night of the Lantern Festival are like a painting, magnificent and beautiful.

The dragon robe and the phoenix palace dress dragged on the ground. One was heroic and domineering, the other was stunningly beautiful with an overwhelming temperament. They were simply a match made in heaven.

"Shunhua, when are you going to have another child?" Qin Yun asked half drunk, with a sly smile on his face.

Murong Shunhua tilted her head and glared at him, somewhat straightforwardly and sharply. The couple had a very good relationship.

"Your Majesty still knows how to speak!"

"How many times have you visited me?"

"Sister Fuling, is she really that good at serving others?" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out: "I will come to Qianhua Palace from now on, okay? Give me another son this year."

Qin Yun is the only one in the world who dares to make such a request, and he can make it.

"No, the candy I asked for is not sweet!" She snorted. The master was also a bit arrogant.

Qin Yun couldn't help but laugh, knowing that she was just sharp-tongued. If she really wanted to come here, she would have to serve her in every way.

His eyes inadvertently fell on Murong Shunhua's collar. Her collarbone was delicate and white, with a stunning beauty.

It is slightly undulating, with tiny blue blood vessels, and is extremely feminine, making people want to have a kiss on it.

Although he had kissed her countless times before, he couldn't help but get excited at this moment. He was drunk and went straight to it.

Murong Shunhua was holding him and watching the road when he suddenly felt a chill. He shuddered and subconsciously pinched him with one hand.

Cursed: "You bastard, what are you doing?"

"How many times have I told you not to do anything outside?"

"You're still reaching in!"

"asshole!"

In the snowy night in Qianhua Palace, her scolding could be heard, and she was so angry that her eyebrows raised and she was about to hit someone.

Qin Yun, on the other hand, was not afraid of boiling water. He even made a "hahaha" sound and seemed very happy.

This made Murong Shunhua even more angry.

The eunuchs and palace maids behind him were used to it, so they followed from a distance and didn't get close.

This can be considered a major feature of the harem. When His Majesty comes to Qianhua Palace, he is rarely not scolded. This is also the reason why it is widely rumored in the imperial capital that the mysterious Empress West Palace is favored by His Majesty.

Only a few people know the identity of the headmaster of Yaoyue Palace. To most people, Murong Shunhua's identity has always been a mystery.

He has no prominent background and no connections in the court, but he is the only one who has the emperor's favor.

About half an hour later.

Murong Shunhua served Qin Yun until he fell asleep, then left the palace and went to the small garden at the back with a group of palace maids and eunuchs.

The little Princess Tianyao has been frail and sickly since childhood and is prone to nightmares. She has to go over to check on her every night before she dares to fall asleep.

But as soon as she left, gusts of evil wind began to blow over the small bridge over the pond outside Qianhua Palace!

They were waves of women's singing, very clear and melodious. The singing voice was not the Central Plains dialect, but rather a folk song from some small place.

Spreading in the snowy night, there is a sense of sadness and desolation that makes people unable to hold back their tears.

When many palace maids and eunuchs heard this, they couldn't help feeling sad and suspicious, wondering which family's master was singing. Shouldn't people be happy on the Lantern Festival?

Qin Yun, who was sleeping soundly in Qianhua Palace, had his eyelids trembling slightly.

There was a faint chanting sound surrounding my ears, and even at the tip of my nose, there was an inexplicable mysterious fragrance lingering!

And this fragrance is definitely not Murong Shunhua's, nor is it the agarwood burning in the palace.

It seemed to have penetrated from outside, which was very strange, as if it had directly locked onto Qin Yun!