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Xia Junchang smiled gently, "Your Majesty, Zhiqiu is my favorite woman."

Silence. Even the moon had slipped away into the clouds.

Whatever the reason, I don't want to be in the palace.

However, he smiled sinisterly, "What do you mean by 'love by heart'?"

Xia Junchang said, "I like Zhiqiu. I want her to be my only wangfei."

Although these words were said to deal with the emperor, I felt exceptionally comfortable in my heart when I heard them. As his wangfei, I wouldn't even hear those words in my dreams.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a shadow slightly trembling beside the fake mountain. These words of his were probably said for her to hear.

"At the end of October, Jun Tang left for the Northwest Region. Before that, Jun Tang had to obey mufei's wishes and establish his own concubine first."

"How long have you known each other?"

"It wasn't long before the two of them met, Jun Tang and Zhiqiu, only a few days apart. However, it seems as if both of their hearts were connected, and they were apart from each other with a single glance."

I thought to myself, this Xia Junchang, can also be said to be a scholar who has read a lot of poetry.

The shoes embroidered with golden threads in front of her eyes became a little impatient. She moved a few times and said, "Yun Zhiqiu's status is low, how could he enter the imperial clan?"

I heard Xia Junchang say in a gentle tone, "Imperial Brother, do you remember when Jun Tang was young and his body was weak? An expert said that he probably didn't have any marriage fate, so it would be better for us to travel the world together. Imperial Mother was very worried, so Imperial Father ordered that as long as Jun Tang likes it, no matter if it's the daughter of a merchant or someone from the underworld, they don't have to care about family matters. "

"How rare. Imperial brother finally had such a thought. Grand Imperial Concubine would be very happy if she found out." It was the sound of grinding teeth.

A proud man, when he sees his prey, gets picked up by others instead of being elegant.

However, these people were used to these hypocritical words. They all spoke the same words, seemingly without any care in the world. Xia Junchang could easily accept his words.

But I don't know why he and Imperial Concubine Mu didn't …

Don't think about him. Even I am deeply involved in this. Everyone has their own story, and the reason.

He spoke in an elegant and courteous tone, "Thank you for helping, Your Majesty. Jun Tang is about to take Zhiqiu to see mufei. I wonder if we can go first. We don't need to worry about Your Majesty and Imperial Concubine." It must have hurt, he said finally.

The emperor didn't continue to make things difficult for me. I kowtowed three more times out of habit before I stood up and stole a glance at him. My eyelids seemed to twitch, and the flames in my eyes were quietly burning.

"Zhiqiu." Xia Junchang called me by my name and told me to follow him out of the garden.

After leaving the Imperial Consort's Palace, I let out a long breath. My heart almost jumped out of my chest.

A few of our father-in-law followed us, as if they were afraid we would turn back.

We had no choice but to see the grand imperial concubine, his mother's concubine.

His eyes were filled with helplessness and regret. I smiled and told him that there was no need to do this, I promised to help him. In any case, the Emperor had caught him red-handed, so it was fine to see one more person.

He walked past the shade of a white magnolia tree. The thick leaves blocked the moonlight. The faint fragrance of the jet-black orchid filled his hair.

He walked a little slower, and then his hand touched mine. It was hot, and I wanted to pull my hand away.

Instead, he grabbed it and said in a low voice, "It's dark here, Zhiqiu."

I can't smell the flowers, I can't see the dark, all I know is that a big hand is holding me and taking me somewhere.

I'm not afraid at all. I think it would be nice if the darkness were very long.

I closed my eyes and felt a warm sensation spread from his hand to my senses.

It turned out that if two hands were to be held together, all the solitary injuries would truly be driven away.

Out of the shade of the magnolia tree, he also did not let go of my hand, I fondled this temperature, let him hold it, the palms were hot to the point of sweating, I do not know if it was his or mine, sticky palm.