Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Chapter 62

The bright spring was blocked outside, and the hall was somewhat gloomy, everyone retreated, and Wuji sat alone on the dragon chair.Whether it is ten years old or 20 years old, I have always been alone. Even if I have won the country, the place next to me is already empty.

Shang Ding tiptoed into the main hall, and only said when he got close to Wuji: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been escorted back to Qihuang Palace."

"Did he say anything?"

"Your Majesty went back to the room quietly and didn't leave any words. Do you want the servant to visit him again?"

"No need. How is the arrangement at Mo Shenggu?"

"According to the emperor's will, Mo Qixia has been placed in the Yiyue Tower next to the Qihuang Hall, which happens to be separated from the Qihuang Hall by a wall. The imperial concubine did not know about this."

"Well done, go down. I want to be alone."

Brother, why don't you understand my heart?If I have you by my side, even if it turns into a pile of dust in the end, I am willing to have a century-old love dream.Whether it is a happy fate or a bad fate, you are my fate, and I will not let go.

There was another sound, Wuji hid his lonely expression, frowned and said to Shang Ding who came in: "Didn't I tell you to back down, what are you doing here again?"

Shang Ding's face was full of sadness: "The emperor atones for the sin. It's not that the slave doesn't want to leave, but he can't. Ke Yushi is kneeling outside. He, he won't let the slave go. He insists on seeing you."

This Ke Zhao really doesn't know how to choose the time, Wuji can't handle his own affairs, so he doesn't have the mood to pay attention to him.

"He likes to kneel, so just let him kneel and ignore him. Just go out and tell him like this. Just say it's what I said."

"The slave obeys the order."

Shang Ding withdrew and closed the palace door.

Ke Zhao is not short of money, seeing Shang Ding coming out, he took out a large ingot of silver from his pocket and stuffed it into Shang Ding's hand.

"Eunuch Shang, has the emperor seen me?"

Shang Ding returned the money to him: "Master Ke, the emperor is in a very bad mood. This servant advises you not to make fun of yourself. The emperor said, if you like to kneel, you can always kneel here. This servant advises you In a word, even if you kneel here for a whole day, the emperor probably won't see you today."

This Zhang Wuji is really—— Forget it, the emperor doesn't want to see me, and I don't even kneel down here, so I'd better go back and write to my elder brother first, let him figure out a way.I just need to sit and wait to bring Master home.Thinking of this, Ke Zhao's face changed from cloudy to sunny, and he left cheerfully.

But talk about the situation in the Qihuang Palace.

Qing Shu was helped back to the Qihuang Palace, Fufeng Nongliu wanted to step forward to replace Gong'e who was supporting him, but he avoided him.The last thing he wants now is to be touched by others.

The warm spring breeze blew, and the clothes of Qingshu were lifted by the warm wind during the action. Nong Liu saw the red mark Wuji left on his wrist, and she asked bluntly: "My lord, why are you hurt?" ? This servant will go get the medicine for you."

Pulling down the sleeves until they covered the tips of his hands, Qing Shu silently shook his head.He staggered, staggered and insisted on walking into the hall.As soon as he entered the door, he locked the door of the temple from the inside, and shut out Fufeng and others who wanted to follow up and serve him.

Step by step, he walked to the open space in the center of the hall, knelt down towards Wudang Mountain, and kowtowed three times vigorously.With his head on the ground, he groaned loudly: "Father, the child is not filial. I am afraid that I will not be able to take care of you in front of you in this life. I, Song Qingshu, have always been sincere and self-disciplined since I was a child. , but now it has fallen to such a point. God, heaven, you should open your eyes and see!"

When Fufeng and others outside the house heard his wailing, they all felt sad and wanted to pity the master, but in this palace, what is pity?These girls are all clever and clever, and they are born with exquisite hearts. They know that if they really want this master to suffer less, they have to find a way to match them, so that he and the emperor can fall in love with each other.

Fufeng listened carefully, and waited until there was no sound in the room, guessing that Qingshu had probably recovered his calm.She gently knocked on the door: "Young master, can you open the door and let us in? Young master, you see that we have eaten for you, open the door! Seeing that you, the master, are safe and sound, Only us slaves can feel at ease."

Qing Shu wiped away the tears on his face with his sleeve, washed his face with cold water, and then slowly opened the door.Looking at the clouds wandering in the sky, he let out a long sigh, which seemed to let go of many things.

Withdrawing his nostalgic gaze, Qing Shu asked with concern: "You still have injuries on your body, so you don't need to wait on me, is the injury serious?"

Nong Liu replied: "Young Master Xie is sympathetic and loving, the emperor rewarded you with medicine for wounds, and everyone is basically fine."

Qing Shu bowed deeply to the court ladies: "It's my fault, all the girls who got involved, this kind of thing will definitely not happen again in the future."

Nong Liu felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Qingshu, and said in confusion, "My lord, what are you—"

Qing Shu's words drifted in the wind, and some things also went with the wind: "It's nothing, I just wanted to get away."

Fufeng is a thoughtful person, she softly said: "My lord, don't be too sad, life in this palace is as good as it is, and it's not so good, actually it all depends on the emperor's mood."

When she said this, Qing Shu remembered that he couldn't just sit still, there were still some things to do: "Miss Liu'er, please prepare a banquet, Miss Feng'er, go to the emperor and tell the imperial concubine that you are welcome. .”

Not daring to look at their expressions, after speaking, Qing Shu turned around and went back to the room.After closing the door, he slid along the door and sat on the ground. What he just said had exhausted all his strength.Shaking her head, she really didn't expect that there would be a day when she planned to seduce her with sex.

Looking sideways at the clean ground, Wuji, you really deliberately cut off all my retreats bit by bit.

He said just now that he wanted to open up, and he really wanted to open up.After today's incident, Qingshu fully realized one thing, from the beginning to the end, Wuji had no intention of letting him leave his side at all.And as long as he is willing to give up his skin, everyone in Wudang will be safe.That was his home, no matter what, he couldn't let his home be destroyed just because he was alone.

Outside the house, Fufeng and Nongliu looked at each other. Although they didn't know what happened, the changes in Qingshu's whole person still made them different.They have served him for many days, no matter who they are, he has always addressed the emperor as 'Wuji', but now he has changed his tune and accepted his status as a concubine frankly.

Fu Feng frowned: "I don't know if this matter is good or bad. You and I should hurry up and prepare according to the order. Young master must have his reason for saying this."

After half a stick of incense, Fu Feng came back, knocked on the door and said: "My lord, this servant has already gone to see the emperor. He said he would come over in an hour."

Qingshu opened the door and said to her: "Miss Feng'er, bring some people to bathe and change clothes for me."

"My lord, it's still early—"

With a wry smile on the corner of Qing Shu's mouth: "I have something to ask him."

Fu Feng understood: "Your maidservant is ready now."

After preparing fragrant soup, Qing Shu removed his clothes and stepped down to Shuangfeng Pond, where a group of palace slaves rubbed and washed himself.He would definitely not want to put them together, and he would always take a bath by himself, but in the future, I am afraid that he will have to try to get used to it.

Fufeng and Nongliu, who were standing aside preparing flowers and spices, trembled in their hearts. Only after Qingshu took off his clothes did they realize how many marks Wuji had left on him.Sprinkle fresh flowers into the water, and Nongliu smokes Qingshu's clothes with a small censer lit with spices.

After bathing, the dried body was covered with pearl powder balm, and Nongliu lowered his head and held the clothes to Qingshu.Qingshu glanced at it and said: "The emperor promised that all you gave me were women's clothes, right?"

Nongliu said the truth: "Yes, but the servant specially chose this plain suit, so you can barely wear it."

Sure enough, it was pure and white, with sky blue patterns.

"Go change it."

"what do you mean?"

"He likes to see me in red, so I will follow the emperor's preference from now on."

The clothes were exchanged very quickly, and the maids in the palace quickly put on the clothes for Qing Shu.The inside is a white bust, and the outside is a red skirt.

After drying his hair, Fu Feng Nong Liu wanted to lead the way back to Qihuang Hall with him, Qing Shu smiled and said: "Why, don't you draw my eyebrows for me?"

Fufeng really couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and knelt in front of Qingshu: "My lord, don't spoil yourself like this, we slaves don't feel good seeing you like this."

"I am willing to do so, so how can I put it into practice? If I please him, everyone's life will be easier. Fufeng get up, we should go back, the emperor will probably be here soon."

In the main hall, Wuji speculated about Qingshu's intentions, and he took the initiative to invite himself over, this situation is really rare.Although it is expected that j□j is due to Uncle Seven, but Wuji is still looking forward to what kind of surprise Qingshu will give him.

Walking slowly to Qihuang Hall, Qing Shu has already been waiting outside the door with the palace maids.Seeing him coming, he said according to palace etiquette: "Welcome to the emperor."

Even though he decided to abandon the dignity of a man, Qingshu still couldn't utter the word "concubine and concubine".

Hearing him call himself the emperor, Wuji couldn't help raising his eyebrows.His obedience, his red dress, and the scent lingering on his body are all his favorites, but when they are added together, there is always an awkward feeling that makes Wuji care.

"Don't be too polite, let's go in."

According to the rules, Fufeng and Nongliu have to serve Wuji and Wuji for a banquet, but some things are only suitable for two people to say alone, so Qingshu ordered them to step down first.

The door closed, the two sat down at the table, Qing Shu poured a glass of wine for Wuji.He was so active, but Wuji was a little at a loss.

"Brother, it is more appropriate to wear palace clothes. Although Jiangnan's style is fresh, it is not as expensive as palace clothes."

"As long as the emperor likes it."

Qing Shu held the food for Wuji, and spoke lukewarmly.

Liking is naturally liking, but it is a little strange, strange attitude, strange title, strange tone.

"Brother, do you have something to talk to me about?"

Qing Shu put the wine glass on the table, looked at Wuji calmly with a pair of clear eyes: "I have something to talk about."

He stood up and walked to Wuji's side, just as he was about to confess his feelings, his legs gave way and he collapsed into Wuji's arms.

Wuji was both surprised and delighted: "Brother, you are—"

At this time, Qing Shu is a dumb man who eats coptis, and cannot tell what he is suffering.In order to please Wuji, he took Zuixiang by himself, but Wuji came a little later than he thought, and the wine he just drank seemed to prompt the effect of the medicine to take effect earlier.

Wuji poked his hands along the hem of his skirt, and said absentmindedly, "Senior brother, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Qing Shu tried to clear his mind, his voice was trembling, and his hot breath spewed on Wuji's neck: "I want, I want... ah... I want to... ······Uh-huh······"

Wuji kissed his forehead and pulled his clothes off: "Senior brother really surprised me again and again today, even if I know that you did this for the sake of Uncle Seven, I am satisfied."

There is no dragon flame to fuel the flames, and the drunken fragrance is strong but not strong.That night, Qing Shu's whole body almost melted into Wuji's body, the two of them were very affectionate and affectionate.Until late at night, Wuji was afraid that Qingshu would be exhausted, so he refused to continue to love each other, and quietly fell asleep with his arms around him.

When it was morning time, Wuji got up, moving carefully so as not to wake up the people next to him.He looked down at Qing Shu's tired sleeping face, feeling sweet in his heart, and kissed his loose hair.

He turned around and wanted to go up, but he was pulled by his sleeve just as he left the edge of the bed.Looking back, it turned out that Qing Shu was holding the corner of his clothes tightly.Touching his forehead: "What's the matter, you don't want me to leave? I'll come to accompany you when I finish my government affairs."

Qing Shu's voice still had the lingering aftertaste of love, and he said a little hoarsely: "Let Uncle Qi go! I will tell him that I stayed here voluntarily, and no one will disturb you in Wudang in the future."

Wuji took the sleeve away from his hand: "We'll talk about this matter tonight."

Qing Shu's hand fell on the bed, at night?

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