Warm my heart

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he felt dissatisfied with this concubine who dared to compare herself to the queen.

"How dare you compare yourself to the queen? Someone send him back." The emperor's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty.

He felt even more disgusted when he saw Zhen Huan putting on a show.

There is only his Jiaojiao in his heart. Although she looks a little silly, she is real. He doesn't have to worry about the photos with her and feels at ease, instead of the scheming Zhen Huan in front of him.

Zhen Huan was so frightened by the emperor's anger that she knelt on the ground, her voice trembling: "Your Majesty, I dare not do this. Please forgive me."

Her heart was filled with fear and regret. She knew she was too impatient and wanted to show a different side of herself in front of the emperor, but she ended up making things worse.

Before she could explain, Su Peisheng had already heard the emperor's order. His voice was cold and decisive: "Come, drag Zhen Huan back to Suiyuxuan."

The guards immediately stepped forward and, regardless of the thin underwear Zhen Huan was wearing, dragged her out of the Yangxin Palace in the cold late night.

This scene quickly spread throughout the entire palace. The concubines and palace maids were whispering and laughing at Zhen Huan.

Their eyes were filled with contempt and ridicule, as if to say, "See, this is the consequence of overestimating one's own abilities."

But not long after, what Zhen Huan said during the night sleep spread throughout the harem.

The smiles on the faces of the concubines who were originally laughing at her gradually froze.

They also didn't expect that Zhen Huan had such ambitions. She dared to compare herself with the Queen just after entering the bedchamber. They couldn't help but feel a little wary of this seemingly weak woman.

Shen Meizhuang was shocked when she heard the news about Zhen Huan.

She has always been steady and always kept a certain distance from the disturbances in the harem, but this time, she found that she might have misjudged the person.

Caiyue, Shen Meizhuang's personal maid, gently reminded her, "Your Majesty, you should have less contact with Zhen Da in the future." There was a hint of worry in her voice.

Shen Meizhuang did not immediately rebuke Caiyue for her blunt remarks as she would have done in the past, but fell into deep thought.

She recalled Zhen Huan's every frown and smile. Was the usually gentle and lovely sister Huan'er really what she saw?

She entered the palace for the glory of her family, but Zhen Huan obviously had her own plans and ambitions.

Shen Meizhuang gradually made up her mind that she must be more careful and not let anyone affect her plan.

Zhen Huan returned to Sui Yuxuan, and the anger in her heart was like an erupting volcano, unable to be suppressed.

She has always been pampered since she was a child. How could she have ever suffered such humiliation?

Her temper exploded, frightening Liuzhu, who had always been by her side.

Liuzhu had never seen Zhen Huan lose her composure like this, and her heart was filled with worry.

The next night, the emperor flipped over the name card of the new bride An Lingrong.

When An Lingrong faced the emperor's summons, she couldn't help but tremble like a sieve.

The emperor looked at the uneasy An Lingrong in front of him and felt bored.

He was tired of the fear and flattery of these women in the harem, and he had no intention of visiting her tonight.

The smoke from the incense slowly filled the room. An Lingrong was so nervous and uneasy that she didn't notice the strange aroma.

Now that all the men who were supposed to sleep with her have had their turn, it's time for her to spend time with her little girl all to herself.

Guarjia Wenyuan snuggled coquettishly in Yongzheng's arms, her fingers lightly drawing circles on the emperor's chest, her voice carrying a hint of coquettishness: "Azhen, you haven't come to see me for a long time. I'm so anxious."

Yongzheng chuckled and grabbed her naughty little hand, with a hint of pampering in his tone: "I'm here, aren't I?" He took out a golden bell from his arms and handed it to Guarjia Wenyuan.

Guarjia Wenyuan took the golden bell and her eyes lit up: "Well, it looks good. There's even a lotus engraved on it."

Her smile blossomed like a spring flower: "Azhen, bring it to me."

Yongzheng looked at her smile and felt a surge of tenderness in his heart. He carefully put the golden bell on Guarjia Wenyuan's feet.

Guarjia Wenyuan shook her feet happily, and the bell made a crisp sound, as if accompanying this warm moment.

Yongzheng just felt that the little feet were so beautiful no matter how he looked at them, so pink and tender that he wanted to take a bite of them.

Yongzheng looked at her little feet, his eyes dark: "Yuan'er, are you still panicking?"

Guaerjia Wenyuan's eyes moved and she showed a playful smile: "Azhen, if you touch it, you won't be panicking." There was a hint of teasing in her words.

Yongzheng's big hands covered the big, round and towering thing, which was soft and fleshy. He pinched it, hehe, it felt good.

Guarjia Wenyuan felt a tingling sensation as his lips directly kissed her cherry lips, making her body instantly soft and completely leaning in his arms.

Yongzheng stood up, and Guaerjia Wenyuan's legs were hung on his waist. He shook them gently, feeling her lightness, and secretly wanted to give her more nourishment.

Bring some ginseng and deer antlers when the time comes.

Guaerjia Wenyuan twisted gently in Yongzheng's arms. Yongzheng patted her buttocks. Feeling the elastic touch, he laughed: "Haha, Yuan'er is still shy." Guaerjia Wenyuan's coquettish voice was like a graceful song, which was particularly moving in this quiet night.

Her "Azhen..." was full of shyness and dependence, and Yongzheng's laughter was the best proof of his endless love for her.

Yongzheng laughed out loud: "Haha, Yuan'er is shy."

Then he carried the little man in his arms into the hall.

Clothes were thrown carelessly beside the bed, the creaking of the bed, the breathing of the two people and the clanging of the bells were intertwined. Clothes were thrown carelessly beside the bed, the creaking of the bed and the breathing of the two people were intertwined.

Tonight, the passion of the two was like a raging fire, moving from the bed to the dressing table, then to the wall, and finally to the bathtub. The erotic scene made people blush and their hearts beat fast.

Guaerjia Wenyuan almost became the focus of the harem, and the emperor's favor made her Yongshou Palace brightly lit almost every night.

The emperor needs to rest for a few more days. During the remaining days, he will visit the old people and visit the new people.

Some concubines didn't see the emperor for a month. Even Concubine Hua only saw the emperor a few days a month, and most of the time she came to have meals, not to stay overnight.

This made Concubine Hua increasingly value the power in her hands.

At some point, Zhen Huan showed up in front of the emperor again, and then she had five days of sleep with him every month.

Guarjia Wenyuan had found out she was one month pregnant half a month ago and wanted to tell the emperor the good news on the spot.

Unexpectedly, the nanny stopped me, saying that I had to report it at a good time so that I could have double happiness.

Guarjia Wenyuan also knows what's in his brain.

This nanny has been given a loyalty talisman by me, so she must be loyal to me. I will definitely go no wrong by listening to her.