After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Inside the Lotus Heart Hall.

After the two of them walked away, the Empress Dowager Hui relaxed her tense nerves, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to close her eyes and meditate on Buddhist scriptures.

Zhao Qi hesitated to speak: "Mother's queen..."

"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't hesitate." Empress Dowager Hui did not open her eyes, and was still reciting Buddhist scriptures.

"Really... Let him marry a man, or an enemy general?"

"Depend on him first." Queen Hui only gave such a perfunctory answer.

"Chenqie's father has warned Chenqie in every possible way, saying that you must never provoke him, but Chenqie just can't understand his face. Chenqie thinks he must have treasonous intentions. You and the emperor should be more careful about him. good."

"Ah."

"Concubine..."

"Stop talking." The Empress Dowager Hui interrupted her impatiently: "Ai's family is going to take a nap, so you step back first."

Zhao Qi was still full of words to sue, but after Queen Hui interrupted, she finally held back.

She could only resentfully said: "The concubine obeys."

So he got up and saluted and said goodbye, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Queen Hui again.

"Your Majesty, how long has it been since you visited Lanyue Palace?"

"This..." When Zhao Qi was asked this question, she suddenly felt like a lump in her throat, and her eyes were red with sobs: "After returning to my mother, half a year..."

"Hey——" Empress Dowager Hui sighed heavily, finally opened her eyes, and said irresistibly: "Then you still run to me every day? If you don't spend more time on the emperor, when will you be able to conceive a dragon heir? "

"But...the emperor doesn't like concubines."

"Whether you like it or not has nothing to do with whether you are pregnant or not. He only has you as a woman now. As long as you have some tricks, he can't bear it long ago."

The meaning of these words is very simple. It is impossible for a man with a strong blood to abstain from sex, let alone if he is in the arms of a beautiful woman.

But Duan Qinghan's temperament is really the kind of calm, because Zhao Qi has tried hard before, but they all failed.

"Mother, it's not that the concubine doesn't want to work hard, it's that the emperor really...really..."

"That's your problem!" Empress Dowager Hui scolded her involuntarily: "You still have to rely on the emperor!!!"

"The concubine doesn't dare!" Zhao Qi was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to apologize: "The empress mother, it's all the concubine's fault. The concubine must reflect on herself and work hard when she goes back."

"Okay, step back." The Empress Dowager Hui waved at her, as if dismissing a servant, without any sympathy.

"I'll give you another month. If you can't do it anymore, the Ai family will have to think of another way. After all, the emperor is also at this age, and he can't be without children."

"Well, the concubine will definitely do her best!"

Zhao Qi kowtowed on the ground again, then stood up tremblingly like a sickly beauty, and left the palace in a daze.

The face that had been beautiful just now was now pale, with faint tear stains hanging on her cheeks.

She left the Lotus Jade Palace by herself, and she could see from a distance the two people who had almost disappeared from sight, still holding hands, refusing to let go of each other.

She couldn't hear what they were talking to each other sweetly, but her heart was filled with endless sorrow.

Why... a pretty man can be doted on like that, but she can't!

This world is really unfair!

She returned to Lanyue Palace angrily, and wrote a letter to her father Zhao Ling.

The letter said: "Father, my daughter just got the news from the Empress Dowager's Lianxin Palace that Duan Yiwei is going to marry a man. Yiwei."

After finishing writing, she called her carrier pigeon and let it take the letter out of the palace.

Immediately, a sneer flashed across the corner of her gorgeous mouth: "Oh, I am unfortunate in the deep palace, and you all don't want to be happy either!"

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Prince Yu's Mansion, Ning Haitang and Duan Yiwei just got off the carriage when they saw Qin Xiaoyu kneeling at the entrance.

The thin figure seemed to fall down with a light push, but he insisted on kneeling, with his head hanging down, looking pitiful.

Duan Yiwei walked over and stopped in front of her: "Kneel here, do you want to win my sympathy?"

Qin Xiaoyu slowly raised her head, and looked at Duan Yiwei obsessively: "Xiaoyu dare not have any wrong thoughts, but just wants to use this method to make you... look at me more."

Ning Haitang also walked over at this moment, and he just stood aside and watched coldly, he didn't want to interfere with the mess of these two people.

He is not even the Holy Mother, seeing how pitiful Qin Xiaoyu is, he wants to intercede for her, and besides, he is in danger, so it's no wonder that Duan Yiwei can listen to him!

After Duan Yiwei listened, he glanced at Ning Haitang at the side: "Tell me, what should I do with her."

Ning Haitang was puzzled: "Me?"

"Well, now you are the new favorite." Duan Yi explained with a slight smile: "Although I have many ministers, I only have one favorite at the same time."

Ning Haitang didn't feel favored at all, he just said casually: "You can do whatever you want."

His mind was still on whether he could return to Liyang City.

"Then I'll let her serve me to bed tonight."

Ning Haitang wished that he would never touch her again, so she agreed very happily: "Okay, don't you want to play whatever you want?"

"Just right, I'll rest for a day to prepare for your [-] soldiers stationed in Li Yang."

After hearing his words, Duan Yiwei's already calm heart began to spark again.

But this time, he won't show it anymore.

He helped Qin Xiaoyu up, put her in his arms, and walked towards the mansion.

Ning Haitang originally wanted to follow in, but before reaching the threshold, Duan Yiwei ordered the doorkeeper to close the door.

With a "bang--", Ning Haitang stood outside the door in a daze, with the tip of his nose facing the hard door panel.

"Hey, open the door!" Ning Haitang didn't know what kind of illness Duan Yiwei had, so he quickly slapped the door knocker.

As soon as he patted it, the door opened, and the old butler who watched the door smiled at him and said: "Young master, the prince ordered you to kneel outside the mansion for one night, until tomorrow morning, what he promised you will only count. "

"Kneel..." Ning Haitang opened his mouth and suddenly thought of something.

Duan Yiwei is a very controlling and conceited person, so he likes to see others flatter him and admire him, whether it is true or not.

Just now when he asked himself how to deal with Qin Xiaoyu, he actually wanted to hear himself jealous of him.

As a result, he acted too indifferent, and he was angry!

It's not even evening now, even though the palace is located in the suburbs, there are still some pedestrians at the gate.

Besides, there are still eight full hours before tomorrow morning.

Do you really want to kneel at the door for him?

Ning Haitang thought about it, he had important people in his hands, so he definitely couldn't run away.

It was easy to climb over the wall and enter the mansion, but if he didn't feel comfortable and satisfied, he would definitely not bring himself back to Liyang City.

So he gritted his teeth, lifted the hem of the dress, and really knelt at the door, but his body was straight.

Seeing him kneeling, the old housekeeper quietly closed the door.

Then he turned back and walked towards the promenade of the vestibule, where Duan Yiwei stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the door.

Duan Yi watched the housekeeper approaching slightly, and asked, "Kneeling?"

"Report to the prince and kneel down."

Duan Yi frowned subconsciously, and he hugged Qin Xiaoyu at the door. Although Qin Xiaoyu was still standing beside him, he turned a blind eye and walked towards the atrium.

Qin Xiaoyu trotted to keep up: "My lord, let me come tonight..."

"Go back to the courtyard, go to the place where you should be." Duan Yiwei's voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.

Qin Xiaoyu still didn't give up: "My lord, just let me serve you for one night. I've learned a lot of new tricks in the past two years, and there's a very...very comfortable one...don't you want to try it?"

"Very comfortable?" Duan Yiwei became a little interested when he heard this word, "For example?"?