Deep Palace Pet Peach Blossom Flawless

From Concubine Li's perspective, Concubine Yi lifted her sleeves slightly, letting them slide down, revealing tiny bruises on her snow-white arms. Her pupils shrank. It turned out that His Majesty had also been to her last night. The favor that should have belonged to her had also been taken away by Concubine Yi!

Thinking of herself, she couldn't help but feel sad and ridiculous. If she had to sleep with the emperor, she couldn't have her own children. Of course, she didn't want that. If women in the harem couldn't get pregnant, then everything would be left to chance. Concubine Li was forced into a dead end.

The weather was getting colder, and the senior palace maid behind Concubine Yi promptly put a cloak on her. Then, she said something else, and Concubine Yi looked over at Concubine Li, nodded slightly, and left. Concubine Li stood there for a long time before slowly leaving.

The weather was getting colder, the autumn wind was howling, and the fallen leaves were falling one by one. That day, Emperor Shenwu took Lan Qingwu to the Autumn Wind Pavilion to listen to the wind.

Speaking of this, the Emperor Shenwu couldn't help but wonder: "Ruoruo, you said you came from a family of military commanders, how come you are more refined than scholars?"

Lan Qingwu blinked and said, "Your Majesty, some of these were made by Your Majesty and your concubines."

Emperor Shenwu chuckled. When he was young, he really couldn't stand her handwriting, so he taught her a few things. In this way, he also taught her many literary styles.

The two of them whispered to each other from time to time, and the Emperor Shenwu held her in his arms. Before she knew it, Lan Qingwu felt sleepy. She nestled in the emperor's arms and slowly closed her eyes. The Emperor Shenwu also closed his eyes and listened carefully to the sound of the wind blowing down the leaves.

"Your Majesty, your concubine pays homage." A sudden greeting broke the silence.

Lan Qingwu shuddered, startled awake by the sound. Emperor Shenwu frowned and looked at Li Xiang outside the Qiufeng Pavilion.

Li Xiang complained inwardly, "Your Majesty, I've cleared the main road, but there's a small path behind the pavilion that's never been used... I'll send them away right away."

The beautiful lady knelt on the flat ground under the Qiufeng Pavilion and looked into the pavilion. The pavilion was surrounded by yellow gauze. Looking from the door, the shadows inside were vague and no one could be seen clearly.

Lady Li said in a sweet voice: "Your Majesty, I have been practicing dancing nearby recently. I did not mean to disturb Your Majesty. Please forgive me." Li Xiang looked carefully and saw that Lady Li was indeed wearing a light dance costume. In this cold weather, she was really courageous.

Emperor Shenwu held the woman tightly in his arms and looked towards the pavilion, his eyes dark and unclear: "Oh, you are learning to dance here?"

Lady Li hurriedly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty, I have learned the Flying Feather Dance, and I have made some progress in it."

Emperor Shenwu said directly: "Then jump and take a look."

A hint of joy flashed in the beautiful lady's eyes, showing that she was determined to win.

Lan Qingwu looked at the beautiful lady in gauze at the foot of the pavilion, then at Emperor Shenwu, remaining silent. Even the true empress wouldn't dare to stop concubines from fawning over their favor.

Beneath the pavilion, the beautiful lady was already dancing, her ethereal movements as light and graceful as a soaring feather. The thin tulle wrapped around her graceful figure only accentuated her slender, snow-white waist, which seemed almost too delicate to be grasped, inviting the imagination. When the dance was over, the beautiful lady knelt on the ground, panting slightly. At this moment, Li Xiang walked down from the Autumn Breeze Pavilion and said, "Beautiful lady, His Majesty commands you to dance again."

Li Meiren raised her head slightly, stood up, and began to dance again... After finishing the dance, she danced another song. Li Meiren was trembling slightly at this time, and she was unable to move...

Inside the pavilion, Emperor Shenwu held Lan Qingwu's snow-white chin and bit her lips gently: "What? Are you being awkward with me again..." Then he kissed her deeply...

The emperor didn't stop, and finally Lady Li could no longer continue. She collapsed to the ground with exhaustion. She quickly knelt with all her might and tremblingly said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have been disrespectful."

"Step back." The cold voice of Emperor Shenwu came from the pavilion.

The beautiful lady stood up with difficulty. She glanced into the pavilion quietly. The intersection of the yellow gauze was occasionally blown open by the wind, and she saw the delicate goose yellow skirt overlapping with the emperor's dark dragon robe. It was obvious that the woman in the pavilion was being held in the emperor's arms.

Lan Qingwu was so dazed by the emperor's kiss that he just leaned in his arms in silence at the end. Emperor Shenwu thought to himself, what a little temper he has.

He said, "Ruoruo, next time you see Lady Li, stay away from her. She has evil intentions."

Lan Qingwu looked at him with a bit of doubt. In such cold weather, wearing almost transparent gauze and dancing to please the superior man was certainly not a good idea, but for a man it was different, it could be said to be a kind of enjoyment.

Emperor Shenwu pinched the tip of her nose and said, "What are you thinking? I suspect that the crazy horse during the autumn hunt is related to her. Although I have no evidence, I don't need evidence."

Lan Qingwu suddenly understood and nodded. No wonder the Emperor Shenwu treated her like nothing. Beauty Li couldn't wait any longer, so she tried every possible way to win his favor by performing a dance. She must have ruined his path to regaining his favor.

Lan Qingwu thought of something else and whispered, "Your Majesty, can you please stop drinking medicinal food?" After drinking it for a few months, although she felt better, she was tired of eating it all the time and now she wanted to eat some normal food.

Emperor Shenwu frowned slightly: "No, I've just gotten better. Let's talk about it in a few months." After saying that, he closed his eyes, stroked her hair with his hand, and didn't want to say anything more.

Lan Qingwu leaned silently in his arms. Emperor Shenwu had a typical imperial character. Things he decided could rarely be changed.

She couldn't help but think that she met the young Yun Heng when she was young. At that time, Yun Heng still had a soft heart, so she could enter his heart. If she met the Emperor Shenwu at this time, she would probably be beaten to a pulp.

In fact, Lan Qingwu had already seen the cold and tough character of the young Yun Heng when they were deciding to break up. At that time, she insisted on breaking up permanently, and Yun Heng could not convince her. His expression became terrible for a moment. Under the big peach tree, his hands grasped her shoulders like iron clamps, and a desperate look flashed in his eyes. You know, they had known each other for several years, and he had always treated her with courtesy and had never touched a hair or a finger of hers.

She was terrified, tears streaming down her face. In the end, it was not known whether it was her tears or her words that persuaded Yun Heng to slowly let her go. If it were the Emperor Shenwu at that moment, he would never have let her go. In fact, if Yun Heng had used force on her back then, she would have been powerless. But Yun Heng still let her go.

Noblewoman Wen arrived at the Langhuan Palace, where Concubine Qi lived. After arriving at the palace and paying her respects, she looked around and chuckled softly, saying, "Sister Concubine Qi, long time no see. I hope you are well."

Concubine Qi sat on the imperial concubine couch in the hall and said coldly, "Whether you are well or not, what difference does your life make?"

Noblewoman Wen frowned slightly at her expression and said, "Sister Zhihuan, you weren't like this before. Three years ago, when you knew you could enter the palace to serve His Majesty, you were so excited. Now that I've also entered the palace, it can be said that our original wish has been fulfilled. Why have you become like this?"

Concubine Qi was silent for a moment before she spoke, "You were favored upon entering the palace, and now you're pregnant with the heir. His Majesty also shows favor to you from time to time. How could you possibly understand my situation? Back then, I entered the palace thanks to the friendship between my brother and His Majesty. I had a passionate heart, but I never received any response. Now, I've become nothing more than an ordinary concubine."

A trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes. She sacrificed her brother's path to promotion, but in return she received lukewarm treatment from His Majesty. She was really unwilling to accept this. The confidence she had when she first entered the palace had long been worn away by the days of waiting and indifference.