The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

Two days ago, Dexi and his friends built a swing in the backyard.

It was a clear and refreshing autumn day, the summer heat had left, but the winter chill had not yet arrived. Jiang Lingyue didn't want to stay in the palace all the time.

She called a literate little palace maid to stand beside her and read from a storybook, while she sat on the swing, pushed by Jinshu from behind.

Listening to storybooks while swinging on the swing.

The swing swung high and fell quickly. The cool autumn breeze blew on her face. Jiang Lingyue squinted her eyes and raised her head slightly.

Let the warm autumn sun shine through the gaps in the treetops and onto yourself.

The corners of his lips unconsciously curled up.

Jinyu didn't come to push the swing. She was very dexterous and all of Jiang Lingyue's underwear were made by her. At this moment, she was sitting on a small stool under the sycamore tree not far away, holding needle and thread in her hands, sewing clothes.

After embroidering a few stitches, she couldn't help but look over here, and happened to see her master's comfortable and happy smile, which seemed so happy and cheerful in the slightly bleak autumn scenery.

She was a little dazed and couldn't remember how long it had been since she saw the girl so purely happy.

Infected by the master's mood, the atmosphere in the whole courtyard became very relaxed, and the little palace maid who was reading from the storybook couldn't help but speak louder.

This was the scene Qi Junyi saw when he arrived.

In the harem, the beauty is almost unreal.

Whose favorite concubine is so unmotivated that she can be so happy even when the emperor is not coming.

If it were normal, Qi Junyi would probably feel a little angry in his heart, but now, he didn't have time to be angry at all.

The moment the figure that had been haunting him appeared in his sight, he no longer cared about anything else.

Those deep eyes stared at the girl who was smiling comfortably on the swing without blinking.

His eyes were dark and his pupils were pitch black, like a bottomless dry well that could swallow people up at any time.

The aura he unconsciously emanated from his body caused Liu Rong, who was following behind him, to bend his waist even lower.

...Ever since Prince Lu left last night, his Majesty has been acting abnormally.

Today, he was distracted several times during the morning court session. After the court session, he didn't even return to Chengming Palace, but went straight to the harem.

Liu Rong was feeling regretful because this time it was his Majesty who was the first to seek peace.

But unexpectedly, when he arrived at the gate of Ning'an Palace, His Majesty the Emperor did not go in, but stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

It’s really unbelievable!

Liu Rong had been serving Qi Junyi since he was a child, and he never thought that one day he would see the word "retreat" from his own decisive emperor.

Instead of being so hesitant and timid, you might as well just go in!

Anyway, I returned to Chengming Palace and still couldn't calm down.

Every time he reviewed a memorial, he would look back three times, each time looking towards the door, as if he was expecting something.

Liu Rong felt very sad when he saw this, and felt that his Majesty was simply competing with him.

But this momentum didn't last too long.

Not even a day has passed.

Look, they are here again.

Comparing his Majesty's self-torture to this extent, and looking at the girl on the swing not far away who was not affected at all, Liu Rong even felt a little indignant.

How could his cold and aloof Majesty be interested in such a piece of wood?

To suffer such torture!

The plot in the storybook was gradually getting better and better. When it came to the most interesting moment, Jiang Lingyue closed her eyes slightly and listened attentively, but the little palace maid suddenly fell silent.

The familiar smell of ambergris was brought by the autumn wind. Jiang Lingyue's breathing stagnated and she slowly opened her eyes. She saw the Emperor in a dark uniform standing beside her, holding the notebook she was listening to attentively in his hand.

He was tall and slender, with a jade belt outlining his slender waist, his back was straight, his eyebrows and eyes were a little dazzling in the sunlight, he lowered his head slightly and carefully flipped through the notebook in his hand, his look of concentration seemed as if he was reviewing a memorial submitted by a provincial governor.

Jiang Lingyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, not understanding why he came again.

We just met yesterday, and yet we had a huge argument.

He was about to leave, and she didn't try to stop him, not even pretending.

In that situation, she thought he was very angry and even prepared to be blamed.

At the very least, he would have to ignore her for ten days or half a month.

But,... why is this...

Perhaps it was the emperor's signal, as Jinshu was still pushing the swing behind him.

Several palace maids holding fruit plates did not kneel down to salute.

Nothing was interrupted except the storybook.

As if noticing her gaze, Qi Junyi moved his eyes away from the notebook in his hand and looked over here.

The two looked at each other.

His eyes were light and he looked at her steadily. Something seemed to be concentrated in his eyes, and just one glance was enough to make people's hair stand on end.

Jiang Lingyue felt a sudden panic in her heart, and she tightened her grip on the rope of the swing, "Your Majesty."

She wanted to get off, but the swing was still shaking. Qi Junyi stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

The palace maids who were serving nearby all retreated at some point.

There were only two of them left in the huge courtyard.

The swing finally stopped. Jiang Lingyue hurriedly tried to stand up, but he pressed her shoulder and said, "Just sit still."

There is no reason for the concubines to sit while the emperor stands.

Jiang Lingyue refused, "This is against the rules."

"You never said anything about rules," he laughed. "Just sit down when I told you to."

After saying that, he reached out to grab her chin, bent down slightly, and looked down into her eyes again without blinking.

He had always loved looking into her eyes.

He wanted to understand all her mood swings.

Think carefully and ponder slowly.

Finally, he would calmly hold her in his arms and kiss her gently or fiercely.

But at this moment, he could not make out the meaning of her eyes. Instead, the surging emotions that had been suppressed deep in his heart were revealed a little bit in the sudden trembling of his pupils as their eyes met.

Just a few points.

But it gave Jiang Lingyue goosebumps all over her body.

...something is very wrong.

Everything he did was wrong.

"Don't be afraid," her shivering was very obvious, which brought Qi Junyi back to his senses from his almost out-of-control emotions. He blinked and restrained his greed and passionate feelings again.

"Let's talk for a while," he smiled, and as if he couldn't hold back any longer, he leaned over and placed a kiss on her eyelids.

Jiang Lingyue could faintly feel his lips trembling.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she began to wonder if she had been exposed at some point.

There's something wrong with him!

On this side, after the kiss fell, even Qi Junyi himself could not control himself, and his eyes quickly slid from those beautiful eyes to the girl's soft lips.

With a light touch, her sweet body fragrance was close at hand. Qi Junyi swallowed his Adam's apple and tried hard to suppress the urge to hold her in his arms. Instead, he loosened the hand that was holding her chin.

He thought that such a kiss at least required her consent.

But the moment his hand loosened, Jiang Lingyue, who had regained her freedom, subconsciously turned her face away.

The kiss with a burning breath landed on the side of her face.

Both of them paused breathing at the same time.