Beloved Empress

"Ah!" I was busy in the bedroom looking at the ink paintings of beautiful women who were sent by the ministers in the palace. They suddenly sneezed and rubbed their noses unpleasantly: "Who said me in the back!"

Banxiang quipped: "Ma'am, the emperor should miss you."

Mo Qiqi scorned his lips and looked at it with a picture of a beauty: "This palace is not rare. He thought, I hope that there are so many beautiful people, there can be a suitable for the emperor. You see, this is nice, beautiful and youthful , If I were a man, I would love this type."

Half-scent looked at his lips and said: "These beauties are beautiful, but they are still a lot worse than the mothers, so the emperor should not be fancy."

Mo Qiqi disappointedly stared at Semi-Fragrance and reprimanded: "Semi-Fragrant, will you speak? The first sentence is not bad, the palace is really beautiful, but the second half of the palace does not like to listen, What is it that Jun Qianche won’t like it, if so many beauties don’t have it, what would he want to do? Want to go to heaven!” Suddenly, he smiled and said, “Half-scented, let the painter also paint for you. The second portrait, put it inside! Maybe the emperor will take it!"

Banxiang immediately mumbled her mouth and said, "Sister-in-law, why did you tease the slave-servant again, the slave-servant only wants to be by her side forever, and not to marry someone!"

Mo Qiqi shook his head and sighed: "It seems that this man Jun Qianche is really not very good. You are willing to be a maid, not to be his concubine, sad!"

Wenxiang Wen persuaded and said: "Madam, the slave-servant does not mean that the emperor is bad, but the slave-servant knows his identity. In fact, the emperor is really outstanding. No matter how tall he is, his height, appearance, intellect, and status are unparalleled. Such a perfect person can only be matched by a perfect person like a maiden, so don’t toss the maiden. These slave portraits, the slave-maid will throw it away for the maiden!"

Mo Qiqi immediately lay on the table and kept these portraits: "Do not move, these are all beauties looking for the emperor, if you break it, you can afford it!"

Half-scented to cry without tears, really sad for the emperor.

Mo Qiqi looked at the portrait of a beauty in the palace for a day. His eyes were so tired. He just sat on a chair and closed his eyes to rest for a while. Then she felt that there was a strong cold in front of her, which made her unable to resist a chill. The sky is getting hot, and it shouldn't be so cold!How could he shiver, slowly open his eyes, and when he saw the person standing in front of him, he jumped up from the chair immediately, looking at the person in front of him in fright, the voice stuttered unconsciously: "Emperor, Emperor , You, why are you here? No one notified!"

Jun Qianche was too lazy to answer her question, he deliberately did not let people inform, just wanted to see what she was busy with.

Her cold eyes stared at her, and she looked hairy in her heart. She dared not look at his eyes. She could only pretend to bow her head and organize her clothes. She asked timidly, "Emperor, why are you looking at the concubine like this?"

Jun Qianche's cold eyes narrowed slightly, the cold breath wrapped Mo Qiqi, and said coldly: "I want to see what trick the queen is playing?"

Mo Qiqi stunned, looked up at him, and explained: "The emperor, the concubine did not play any tricks, hey, how dare the concubine play the trick in front of the wise emperor! The concubine is seeking a good for the emperor. Emperor, you come to see.” Mo Qiqi slipped past him and walked to the table, pointing to the dozens of paintings on the table and said: “Emperor, do you know what painting is inside? Is it a beauty picture, minister? The concubine is ready to help the emperor draft, emperor, you see which one you like." Reaching out warmly invited Jun Qianche to see these paintings.

Jun Qianche did not go to get the paintings on the table, Bing eyes continued to stare at her, and asked coldly: "The queen feels that there are not enough concubines in the harem?"

Mo Qiqi nodded immediately: "Not much, it is too little. Emperor, look at the size of the harem! So many palaces and houses are now empty, and there are more than thirty sisters in the harem, which is three thousand. Jia Libi, it’s just a ton of cattle, so the concubine believes that the harem should be expanded to make the palace lively, which is also good for Yan Mianzi."

Jun Qianche continued his icy opening: "The queen should not forget the rules of the ancestors. The draft is once every three years. I have been in the throne for more than two years. I have already drafted once when I was in the throne, so I have to wait for the second draft until next year. ."

"Next year?" My children will have been born next year. I still worry about what to do. I am in a hurry to draft, that is, to distract everyone, not to focus on the child in my belly, so Can't wait until next year.

Mo Qiqi smiled and said: "Emperor, this rule is dead, people are alive! Anyway, they have to draft, why not one year in advance! Choose in advance, enjoy sex in advance, right! Emperor, you look at this How about the beautiful woman, with all kinds of amorous feelings and charming and charming." He took a picture and opened it, and put it in front of Jun Qianche to show him.

Jun Qianche's eyes are colder.

Mo Qiqi saw that he was silent, and his face became colder and colder. He immediately put it down and took another pair: "Since the emperor doesn't like charming and charming, then look at this pure, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks on earth, It looks comfortable."

Jun Qianche still did not speak, Mo Qiqi put down and chose another pair, and continued to praise: "This is a good pair, with a charming in the pure, the pure in the charming, although it is two kinds of beauty, but combined with her, There is no sense of disobedience, full integration, pure and charming, human beauty! You should be satisfied with the emperor!"

"Slap!" Jun Qianche reached out and shot down the painting in Mo Qiqi's hand. A good picture of beauty was torn in half and fell to the ground.

Faced with Jun Qianche's anger, Mo Qiqi was shocked in his heart, pretending to look at him calmly and asked: "The emperor, if you don't like it, you can just say that there is no need to make such a fire!"

Jun Qianche shot a dangerous breath in her eyes. If she wasn’t pregnant, she would be taught her fiercely and said coldly: "Queen, don’t forget your identity, let alone modify it. It is a rule that the draft is held once every three years, and can only be postponed, never in advance. Do you want the people of the world to say that I am ridiculous? Stop the draft immediately and stop letting me hear anything about the draft tomorrow."

Mo Qiqi's expression was embarrassed: "But the emperor, this matter has been ordered by the concubine, the women of the appropriate age in the ministerial palace are already preparing, the portraits have been sent, and it is said to cancel, not good Right!":

Digression

What should I do?How to send the beauty to the emperor's bed?Hahaha

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