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Chapter 22: The night is lonely and the conflict around

Deng Sui was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt something hot coming over. He moved in unconsciously, and the fire-like warmth also moved in.

"What..." She subconsciously pushed out.

"What do you think?" The man's voice was close to his ears, so gentle.

"Who?" Deng Sui sat up in excitement and found that the room was still dark, and there was another person on the couch.

"Haha." Liu Zhao laughed helplessly: "Who else can you besides me? Can't you even hear my voice?"

He looked at it and it hurt quite a bit. Deng Sui realized that it was not a dream. "I am guilty and shocked Your Majesty. But why did Your Majesty come here at this time?"

Liu Zhao lay down without caring, his tone was lazy: "I was here to see Wang Cainu. I heard that you were unhappy, so I came to see you. I was shocked to wake up from my sleep..."

Suddenly he turned to the side, Liu Zhao looked at her melon-shaped face with the faint moonlight that penetrated into the inner room, frowned and asked, "Is it so scary that I am, are you so afraid of me?"

"Not." Deng Sui withdrew his mind and frowned: "I have never... I have never tried to come by someone by my side at night, so I am frightened. And because I didn't wake up at night, I..."

Liu Zhao looked at her cramped look and just smiled. His broad palm fell on her shoulder: "Go to sleep."

Deng Sui's shoulders couldn't help but rise up, and he was very resistant to getting close to him: "Your Majesty, I am guilty... The rash on my body has not yet been improved, so I am afraid I cannot serve Your Majesty."

"Then are you going to sit there all night, or are you going to drive me away?" Liu Zhao was in a state of interest, and he really wanted to tease this "unique" Concubine Deng.

"I..." Deng Sui was determined to get off the couch, even if he was serving him for a night, watching the emperor sleep. But she was afraid that doing so would really anger him, and instead would cause him to act more intensely.

There is no need to say that the power is huge, let alone the difference between the king and the minister. How could she have the opportunity to resist? "I am afraid that I will give you the illness to Your Majesty."

"It's okay." Liu Zhao held his hand and hooked his delicate body into his arms. Shouldn't such a graceful woman be as gentle as jade or as tender as water? How come she got into his arms?

It was as stiff as a big stone. "I asked the imperial physician, your rash has improved a lot. Besides, the rash caused by beech sap is not contagious. I have always been healthy, so you don't have to care like this."

Before Deng Sui could react, the warm breath had already swept around her ears. She seemed to be able to feel a pair of soft thin lips approaching. That feeling made her tense and dared not move at all.

.

She had thought of stopping him and letting him go, and also thought of closing her eyes, gritting her teeth and accepting her fate. But more often, she wanted to escape from his clutches and not implicate her mother's family.

, can also save your life.

"Why are you so resistant to me?" Liu Zhao was so curious.

The woman who has always been sent to the palace will only please him and flatter him in every way. She is afraid that he will not see their charming and charming side, and even when she is serving in the first time, she will be shy and proactive. But this Deng Sui even caters to him.

If you don't understand, let alone take the initiative.

"I don't dare." Deng Sui's voice trembled as soon as he spoke.

She was afraid that she would not be able to hide her emotions and make the emperor suspicious, especially when she was held in her arms like this.

Liu Zhao lowered his head and asked in confusion: "So, I didn't see what you dare not. At this moment, aren't you just avoiding me?"

"No, I'm just..." Deng Sui raised his head inadvertently, and his lips became hot.

The thin lips suddenly fell over and delicately gnawed her softness.

"Your Majesty, um..." Deng Sui blocked his chest with both hands, supporting his body that would be pressed over at any time. He was afraid that he would not be able to control it for the time being and would ask for further requests.

However, he didn't seem to have any other intentions except kissing.

"I'm tired, go to bed early." Liu Zhao's usual tone did not show any displeasure.

Deng Sui's body was still stiff, and when he was frightened by this, his hands and feet became cold.

It was not until the man beside him breathed evenly and accompanied by a slight snoring that Deng Sui felt relieved. He was very careful to break free from his arms. Tears were rolling in his eyes. She closed her eyes and turned her head.

I don’t know how to hide such emotions. Why do I have to lie in the same bed with him even though I am thinking about others?

Why is she not qualified to choose to stay with her beloved until old age?

Such a night was too long and too heartbreaking. Deng Sui was sleepless, but he closed his eyes until dawn.

"Your Majesty, it's time to get up..." Wuling whispered outside the door: "I'm going to court later."

Deng Sui felt relieved when he heard the movement and felt much more relaxed.

Opening her eyes, the sky was already lit up. She simply sat up and called softly: "Your Majesty, it's time to get up..."

"Um." Liu Zhao took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing Deng Sui sitting by his side with a serious expression, he couldn't help but frown. "You woke up early."

"I dare not delay Your Majesty's morning court." Deng Sui was about to get out of bed: "This is to change your clothes for Your Majesty."

To be honest, she only realized after sitting up that the emperor had no clothes on his clothes last night and just slept by his side all night. But she was too resistant and nervous, so she didn't notice it. Inexplicably, she felt more at ease in her heart.

Maybe she thought about it herself, she was not the kind of hypocrite who was so hard that she could not help.

"Okay." Liu Zhao shrugged and shook his neck again: "There are a lot of things happening in the morning today, and the King of Qinghe will also come to the palace to ask for peace later."

Deng Sui's heart trembled again, and nothing appeared on the surface. "Your Majesty is busy with everything, and you should take care of your body. I turned around and stewed ginseng soup to send you to Zhangde Palace."

"No need." Liu Zhao turned his head, looking at her beautiful face without makeup, and her Adam's apple moved slightly. "I'll let someone know me after stewing it, and I'll come and drink it."

As the corner of her lips twitched, Deng Sui thought to himself that he was asking for trouble? However, on the surface, he still had to maintain a decent respectful contemplation and Duanhui. She lowered her head with a smile: "No."

The door was open, and Wuling presented the dragon robe in.

Deng Sui cleverly pushed Liu Zhao's outer robe away and changed his clothes for him. From beginning to end, her movements were so elegant, and the quiet smile on her lips made people look at her and she would not feel too sweet.

greasy.

Liu Zhao stared at her intently, attracting her beauty.

Then he blamed himself for watching too seriously. It was just a necessary step to take this nobleman Deng into the palace. He could give her honor and give her position, but he could not give her sincerity.

Otherwise, if she becomes the favorite concubine of one person and ten thousand people in the future, I am afraid that she will not lose anything compared to Empress Dowager Dou, and the situation in the court will become more complicated because of her mother's family...

When Liu Zhao thought of this, his eyebrows were furrowed involuntarily.

He suddenly raised his hand and held her hand that was tidying up the tassels on her waist, exerting some force.

"Well, Your Majesty..." The joints were in pain, and Deng Sui couldn't help but frown: "This is..."

"My close things have always been handled without any lip, so you don't have to do it." Liu Zhao's tone was a little stiff.

Deng Sui immediately let go and retreated with no choice: "Promise."

Wuling was stunned. What does Your Majesty mean? When will he be in charge of tidying up the jade pendant and tassels by himself?

Haven’t these things been served by the concubines?

Despite this, after Guiren Deng stepped back, he smiled and bowed to sort out the things. "Your Majesty, is this OK?"

"Um." Liu Zhao nodded, his face still turned pale when he left.

Deng Sui was puzzled and thought that if he didn't let him tidy up, he wouldn't let him go. As for the sudden loss of face?

Tuo Yen walked in quickly, worried: "Neither, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Deng Sui said gently.

"I looked at His Majesty's face... It seemed not so happy, but I still thought it was..." Duan cleaned up his expression and said with a smile: "It's fine, no one should worry too much. The concubines serve His Majesty, aren't they all at once?

After stroking it, you have only been in the palace for a few days, and the days of serving you are short, so you don’t have to hurry at this moment.”

"Yes." Deng Sui nodded: "No hurry."

Tuo Ye said with a smile: "The noble man goes to the side hall to have breakfast first. I told the little girl to boil pain-relieving medicine, and I will send it to the side hall later. After using breakfast later, I will pack up.

In the bed, noble people can take a moment to take a rest and nourish their spirits.”

Deng Sui smiled awkwardly: "There is no need to prepare those, you can't use them."

"The noble person means..." Tuo Ye didn't react for a moment.

Deng Sui curled his lips and smiled: "It's true that I'm a little hungry."

"No." The nobleman didn't want to say it, so Tuo Yen stopped asking. She was just curious why His Majesty left Jiade Palace so angry?

Deng Sui had a very good appetite and was not affected at all. However, the one in Yongle Palace did not have such a good interest.

"Negotiable, please eat a little bit. You'll get up early and have an empty stomach. I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable." Mo Li brought the steaming crystal bag and said with a smile: "The filling of this bun is still made by me by myself."

, The noble man tasted it."

"Forget it." Yin Lingyue was very upset and had no appetite to eat. "Your Majesty finally went to her place. It was clear that her rash had not healed yet, so did Your Majesty have to go there so impatiently?"

"It's just over." Mo Li said with a smile: "Those who are not liked by Your Majesty, it's nothing more than a sympathy when you go over and see it."

"How do you know that Your Majesty doesn't like her?" Yin Lingyue raised her head and frowned at Mo Li. "If you don't like her, why did you let her perform the second time in the talent show? Why did you enthrone the nobles with me? Humph, Deng Sui is not ugly

, That would show off the poor woman, which man would never bow down when he saw it?"

"Guizi, think about it. If Your Majesty really likes her, she would have been favored on the day she entered the palace. These days, Your Majesty has seen Wang Cainu much more times than Guiren Deng. Isn't that enough to show that she is not worthy of the Sacred Heart?

? "Mo Li became corn porridge and placed it with Yin Lingyue. "If it weren't for relying on her mother's family's blessing, why would she enter the palace? I think, nobleman, you don't have to bother with such a person."

These words aroused Yin Lingyue's sadness: "It's okay if I don't say this, she is also the daughter of the Yin family. Why was she sent to the palace like this? Could it be that the clan members are dissatisfied with me for three years and have not yet entered the palace for three years?

Only when the queen was enthroned arranged for her to take over my family? Or... or did they dislike me for not having a long heir for three years and fear that my status was unstable?"

"Negotiable, you always feel uncomfortable when you come in. How could it be that it is not caused by overwork." Mo Li could only continue to advise: "Negotiable, you are still young, and your grace is very strong. Sooner or later, there will be a prince."

"If I can't give birth to the eldest son, it's in vain." Yin Lingyue sighed: "Fortunately, the concubines gave birth to princesses, so I'm not that worried. Otherwise... the throne might be who it is.

That's it!"
Chapter completed!
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