Chapter 90

Millennium looked at the emperor opposite. Since entering her palace, her majesty didn't say a word. She sat there like an old monk. She didn't even have an expression. It's been an hour. Her Majesty didn't speak. She didn't dare to speak first. When Xia Gong left, he specifically told her to serve the emperor well.

Alas!

Millennium sighed and ordered Yuehong to pour another cup of hot tea for the emperor. She was considerate and pinched her shoulder for the emperor.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes and just caught a glimpse of the figure passing through the window. He fiercely stood up, hurried a few steps to the window, leaned out his head and looked out.

The courtyard where Millennium lives is just opposite to the side hall. He just clearly saw a figure flash out of the side hall. In the blink of an eye, his kung fu disappeared. His kung fu is unfathomable!

"Your majesty!" Millennium came behind him, put a cloak on the emperor and looked out. There was nothing! "Your Majesty, it's winter. Be careful to catch a cold!"

"Xi'er, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. How about coming back to see you in the evening." the emperor turned and asked with tenderness.

Millennium frowned. Her Majesty came for only an hour. The first thing she said to her from entering the door to now was to leave. The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she felt. She rushed over and hugged the emperor.

The emperor was stunned. The taste of millennium was a little like that of Qing'er. He involuntarily stretched out his hand and hugged her. He remembered the taste very clearly. When he first met Qing'er, he was attracted by the taste and Qing'er's indifference. He bowed his head and kissed millennium's lips.

"Your Majesty..." millennium was kissed with some emotion. Her crimson cheeks exhaled like blue. Her body leaned weakly against the emperor, and her lotus root arm hung around the emperor's neck.

The emperor's eyes gradually blurred, and his eyes fell on the millennium in his arms. The figure of the Millennium coincided with Princess Wu. The emperor directly picked up the people and went to the big bed in the inner hall.

"Qing'er..." the emperor gently stroked Qianxi's face and whispered to her.

Millennium's eyes flashed slightly. Her Majesty's name had been familiar to her for a long time. Her appearance was made by the ruler of Suzhou to follow the appearance of Princess Wu. She almost forgot what she was like before and hugged the emperor's hand.

The last time the emperor came, he called her Qing'er!

Although she knew that the emperor only regarded her as Qing'er's double, she still wanted the emperor to call her name and bite her teeth. She couldn't help reminding: "Your Majesty, my concubine is your millennium!"

"Millennium!" the emperor frowned, "you are not millennium, you are my Qing'er, Qing'er, I love you."

The smile on Millennium's face was instantly stiff, but it still catered to the emperor and dared not say anything.

"Qing'er, my Qing'er is so beautiful!" the emperor's eyes were full of tenderness. His slender fingers carefully crossed Qianxi's face and moved down to Qianxi's neck.

Millennium's neck was very beautiful. The emperor couldn't help kissing, "Qing'er, can I have you?"

Millennium nodded, "my concubine is your Majesty's, your majesty likes it."

The emperor slowly raised his smile and pressed her under him

Cloud temples, flowers, golden steps, and lotus curtains warm the spring night

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When the emperor left the millennium, he couldn't help but go to the side hall.

"Your majesty!" Xiaotao knelt down to greet the emperor.

How did the emperor come back? Didn't you go to the Millennium lady?

"Where has the imperial concubine gone?" the emperor asked, looking down at her.

"The No. 1 martial arts scholar has just come. He is playing go with his empress!" said Xiaotao.

With her rotten chess skills, she's like the top martial artist of others. How miserable she has to lose! The emperor couldn't help his stomach. He has seen the chess skills of the top martial arts scholar in the written test. There is no one like him before and after! He felt that he might not win, and the cold Yan dared to challenge.

Seeing that the emperor was silent, Xiaotao thought he was angry. He hurried to say, "I'll tell your mother that your majesty is back." after that, he was going to report to the police. As soon as he stepped away, he heard the emperor's voice behind him.

"Wait!"

"Your Majesty..." Xiaotao looked at the emperor puzzled.

"I'm curious if the imperial concubine's chess skills have improved. Go and make me a pot of hot tea. I'll go to the main hall first."

From time to time in the main hall came the sound of cold Yan playing.

"No, I haven't thought about it yet..."

"Hand slip, I'm not going down here..."

"Hey, hey, why did you eat? No, no, this game is never!"

The emperor couldn't help laughing with a puff when he listened to the voice of cold Yan playing cheeky.

The two people in the hall were surprised. Leng Renbo's sunspot fell off the chessboard and rolled twice in the corner. Leng Qingyan glanced at the emperor who came in at the door, took back his sight and stared at the place where the sunspot fell, and slowly raised a cunning smile at the corners of his mouth, "ha ha! God helps me, too. I'm going to eat!"

Leng Qingyan was going to die. Unexpectedly, Leng Renbo didn't eat himself. She just reminded herself that she could close here. She almost jumped up with joy. After playing go for an hour, she finally won a game, and her happy mouth couldn't close.

"Concubine AI, didn't I help you?" the emperor asked with a smile when he came to Leng Qingyan.

"Minister..." Leng Renbo got up and was about to salute. The emperor waved his hand and said, "avoid those false gifts! There are no monarchs and ministers at the moment. You can call me uncle."

Uncle!

Leng Ren was surprised, "Your Majesty, how can this make you!"

The emperor looked at the chessboard and said, "I say making is making. Come and have a game with my uncle." the emperor said.

Leng Renbo still can't recover. What's the situation? Your majesty wants to play go with him. Does this mean that his official career is about to begin! Your Majesty's chess skills are not good or bad. How can he play to let your majesty win chess without doubting that he has the intention to give in!

"Bo'er, what are you doing? Shout uncle!" Leng Qingyan reminded Leng Renbo without speaking.

"Aunt... Uncle!" Leng Renbo shouted softly.

"En!" the emperor nodded, looked at the cold Yan who was still sitting, smiled and joked, "imperial concubine, haven't you lost enough today? Get out of my way quickly."

Leng Qing blushed and stood up to sit next to watch chess.

The chess pieces made of ice jade were not half cool in his hand. The emperor looked at Leng Ren Bo sitting opposite, "I don't know much about this. Bo'er will go first."

"Uncle..." Leng Renbo felt that it was still a little awkward to call so, and he couldn't say what he said.

When the emperor saw Leng Renbo not talking, he knew that he was sticking to the etiquette of kings and officials. His original strong interest suddenly faded. He held a sunspot and put it in the middle of the chessboard. He looked up at Leng Renbo: "uncle, forgive you for your innocence. You can play your best and be fearless to win or lose."

"..." Leng Renbo frowned. He had to play chess with his majesty. He had to think carefully before he dared to fall. He didn't let his majesty think he was letting his majesty, but also had to consider how to lose.