Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!The negative hand walked out of the Yonghe Palace. It was already dark outside. The palace was filled with illuminated lanterns, which embellished the whole palace with brilliant lights.

Wandering through it, enjoying the April breeze, but the feeling of loneliness spreading in my heart.

Along the way, the passing minions and guards retreated to salute, and Yan Rongjin went to the imperial garden unconsciously.

At a certain distance, at this hour, the hustle and bustle of palace groups in the distance could still be heard.

There was Ji Fei, who was about to be enrolled as a queen.

The granddaughter of the dynasty, the daughter of the Inspector of Imperial History, Ji Yu.

After the edict was announced, no one could shake Ji Fei's status. Just waiting for the day when he got on the back seat, the concubine of Ji Fei was lively for many months.

Withdrawing his sight from that side, Yan Rongjin found Zhang Shixiao everywhere and sat down, looking up at the moon with a dim expression.

As the night grew darker, the dew in the air also became heavier, and a cold wetness was felt on his face. Yan Rongjin suddenly recovered, and he stayed in this place for half a night.

"emperor--"

"emperor--"

A voice came from a distance, from far to near, very mixed.

Yan Rongjin sighed and stood up, "Uncle Peng, I'm here."

Uncle Peng and the guard Xingshi moved the crowd to find him.

"Emperor, why didn't you run out alone, and don't say anything to the minions." Uncle Peng hurried to the side, panting, and the dim light reflected in his hair.

In ten years, he grew up, and Uncle Peng is also old.

"I just feel a little bored, come out and walk around at will, come back." After appeasing Peng Shu, Yan Rongjin walked back with his hands on his back.

Uncle Peng stood behind him for a while before moving up to keep up.

"Emperor, don't you want to stand up?"

"Stabilizing the harem and wooing the hall, this is what I must do." The man replied lightly.

Uncle Peng fell silent again, looking at the back of the man, not knowing what he should say.

The emperor only said that this was what he had to do, but he did not answer. He really wanted it or not.

In fact, Uncle Peng knew that the emperor did not want to, but he was the emperor.

The man at the head stopped suddenly and turned to smile at him. "Why is Uncle Peng so troublesome? This is true of all the emperors of the past dynasties. I am only one of them. I know how to go."

"It's the servants who worry too much." Uncle Peng lowered his head and said lightly.

The two started again, one after the other, and there was no more voice on the way back to Yonghe Temple.

Time slipped quietly through April and May to early June.

The enthusiasm of the emperor's imminent standing is still unabated. Croton Red Bean and the group of seven or seven are on the border of East Vietnam. The most heard from the people along the way is still about the emperor's ceremony.

"The closer the time is to October, the stronger the enthusiasm of the people. It seems that this wave of heat will not fade until the post-establishment ceremony." Croton is very interested. "A person who is so embarrassed by the Dongyue Emperor, really does not know that he was established by him. What kind of temperament can the later woman bear?

Red Bean smiled, "Brother is wrong. The seventh brother is not gentle, I think he should call it gentle."

"Doesn't warm mean the same as mild?"

"It's a long way off."

"Which is far away? Let Qi Qi judge! What I want to say is gentle and gentle, it is an illusion. After tearing the skin to see the inside, the little seven brother is not as black as anyone else in the royal family."

Those who can be emperors, especially those who are so small as emperors on their own, will have a gentle temperament?I was just joking.