Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King - Chapter 107

The concubine Chen stood on the shaft of the carriage, and the night wind blew her skirt like her messy heart.

"Daddy—"

She cried out with tears and tears on her face: "Let's stop!"

Seeing this, Wei Yansi exhausted his energy and closed his eyes after a helpless sigh.

She had another dream.

In the dream, the sky is bright and beautiful, there is the longest princess, there is wind and he...the fragrance of flowers is floating in the air.

The long princess wore a flowing white dress and sat opposite Feng He in the small pavilion.

There is a chessboard between the two of them.

The eldest princess holds the white child, and Fenghe holds the black child.

Feng He still wore Xuanyi, but no longer a sword at his waist. The wristbands of both hands are also missing. Half of the hair is tied to the top of the head and half is scattered behind the shoulders.

The warm wind was blowing his hair.

The tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, there was a thick smile that couldn't be resolved, and his mouth opened and closed.

Wei Yansi was so far away that he couldn't hear what he was saying, so he could only vaguely recognize that he called a mother.

The princess leaned forward, pointed to a few black stones on the chessboard, and frowned slightly, as if to teach him that he was not good at chess.

Then stretched his eyebrows and flicked a finger on his forehead to show punishment.

At this time, Emperor Taishang Huangxin stepped into the pavilion, flung his clothes, and sat down beside Fenghe.

He pinched Feng He's ears and angrily helped the princess to blame Feng He, and Feng He grinned in pain.

The princess couldn't bear it, so she pinched a chess piece from the chess box and threw it to the Supreme Emperor, indicating that he would stop at it.

The Supreme Emperor hurriedly held a cup of tea in his hand to apologize to the princess.

The eldest princess was unwilling to accept at first, but couldn't hold back the repeated pleadings of the Supreme Emperor. She took a look at him and stretched out her hand.

She tapped the cup with the tea lid, and then took a sip, closing her eyelids with great enjoyment.

On one side, she saw Wei Yansi, put down the tea cup hurriedly, and beckoned to Wei Yansi.

Wen Sheng shouted: "Asi, come to my mother."

Feng He stood up and gave up his position, and shouted at her: "You can help me and my mother in the next game."

The Supreme Emperor had already walked over, holding her hand, and dragging into the pavilion: "Little Liu, why are you here? Tell the emperor to wait."

"Father..."

Wei Yansi was led by him and took two steps. Suddenly, there was a familiar voice coming from a very far away place, dimly and unrealistically.

"A... Si..."

"Wake up... don't sleep anymore..."

"Today is the Double Ninth Festival, didn't you promise to accompany me during the festival?"

"fraud……"

"Asi, it's getting colder and colder. It's always raining these two days. I added a quilt for you."

"That's right... Si Tian Jian planned the day when the Supreme Emperor came down to the mausoleum, just seven days later."

"...The emperor's death...The whole country mourns...The Queen Mother passed down a decree and ordered Ge Changliu to re-rent Wenyuan Pavilion to stabilize the superstructure and calm the aftermath. Don't worry too much."

"...The Queen Mother went to Huangji Hall yesterday, and then went to Wuying Hall to sit all night. She fell ill this morning and couldn't see you."

"Mother Lan told me that the Queen Mother buried Fenghe... in the back garden of Wuying Hall."

"...The illness goes away like silk... The empress dowager's wind and cold will take a few months to get better, Song Buning said that it will be cured in two days."

"I couldn't sleep last night, I got up early, and went to Cining Palace to greet the queen mother. I talked more and delayed until now. I'm afraid you will wake up when I am away, and you will be anxious on the way back, and your feet will be crippled."

"Look, it's swollen..."

"...I went to see the Queen Mother again, she is very well ill, with blood on her face, she will come over to see you when she finishes her work."

"Asi, today is Frost, are you cold?"

"I have been guarding you every day, and I will be a female worker to kill time... You have sent me many things, but I didn't send you the same, so I wanted to embroider a purse. I have embroidered a lot... Which one do you like?"

"It's Laba, the Laba porridge that I cooked and cooked myself, I sent some to the palaces, and everyone in the Hall of Yangxin also tasted it. Would you like to try it?"

"Asi, I'm back. In the evening, the Queen Mother held a Laba Banquet in Chongwen Hall. Many people came...

"My dad and my brother also came, and made an exception to bring Wen Sanniang and Xiao Yangliu. It must be the Queen Mother's special advice."

"The three of us went to the side hall to talk, and they worried about me."

"Little Yangliu was crying very sad, begging me to keep her by my side...but the Hall of Nourishing the Heart is yours. When you wake up, you can tell her to go to the palace to accompany me."

"I also saw the Concubine Chen... The Lu family was ransacked, and Lu Chijing also asked to cut her in the Queen of Autumn... The queen mother was grateful for the concubine Chen's hard work over the years, and did not anger her and lowered her position."

"The Chen concubine's life in the palace has become difficult, and she rarely walks around."

"Those minions will always worship high and low, but fortunately, Yi Dongpo is in charge, and the shortage of monthly regulations and charcoal fire in Qianqiu Palace are fully made up."

"My sister Wan'er has been living in the cold palace. Tonight, my dad begged the Queen Mother for mercy, and begged the Queen Mother to take a bit of forgiveness for the merits of our Qu family."

"Not long ago, I went to see her secretly, her belly is indeed big...After all, it is the grandson of the Supreme Emperor, who should be born."

"Asi, the snow outside is so heavy."

"New Year's Eve is only half a month away, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs is already busy."

"The queen mother went out of the palace in a micro service, accompanied by the five princesses, to the Boshan Palace. Alas, the princess is really pitiful, the child has just died, and the king of Boshan..."

"Somehow in the court, there was a rumor that King Boshan was the mastermind of a great rebellion, and the queen mother ordered Ge Changliu to try his best to suppress it."

"Although the Queen Mother doesn't say anything, I know she is sad, after all, King Boshan was brought up by her personally..."

"The five princesses are still in the dark. The queen mother should never tell her the truth."

"After she sent the Queen Mother back, she came back to the Hall of Cultivation of Hearts, but did not enter the door. After hesitating outside the hall for a long time, she finally left."

"...Princess Yichuan handed over the sign to the palace, and all the crimes of conspiracy were on the heads of Lu Chijing and King Yichuan. The princess was so innocent. Fortunately, the queen mother did not blame the palace."

"The princess entered the palace and invited herself to Luojing Palace. The conditions there were simple and the queen mother couldn't bear it. In the end, she agreed, leaving the two little princesses behind to receive her education in Cining Palace."

"You don't know, the two children are so cute. The first princess has just learned to walk, and the second princess hasn't been weaned yet. Ci Ning Palace is a lot more lively."

"If you ignore me, I will return to the Hou Mansion... Lie down all day, like a wood!"

"Yi Dongpo wanted to make me happy, and ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make new fireworks, which are as beautiful as before, but I couldn't be happy and kept crying."

"I'm really angry, you always sleep, and don't care about me!"

"I'm gone and never come back again!"

"I just missed you for half an hour, so I came back."

"Actually, I lied to you. I went to the imperial garden to relax. The snow wetted my shoes and socks, but the flowers of Merlin were fully bloomed. They are very beautiful. Get up and I will take you to enjoy the flowers."

"Asi, it's New Year's Eve."

"I'm going to a night banquet, and I will go back. If you wake up, don't run around, wait for me obediently."

Qu Jinying leaned forward and pressed a kiss on Wei Yansi's cheek. Before leaving, his eyes were nostalgic between Wei Yansi's brows and eyes.

She always expects Wei Yansi to wake up in the next instant.

Yi Dongpo wiped away two lines of old tears and said: "Manny, if you don't delay, you won't be able to make it. New Year's Eve, it's okay to be late."

Qu Jinying lowered her eyelashes and said dullly, "My palace knows."

She turned her ankle and walked out of the sleeping hall.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. At about three quarters, the night has been silently suppressed to the top of the head.

Snowflakes swirled in the wind, falling down one after another, accumulating a few inches thick, and creaking when they stepped on it.

Qu Jinying stood under the tree, turned around and asked Chunlai, who was guarding outside the door of the sleeping hall, to place two more charcoal basins, so that Wei Yansi was not cold.

In the impression, Wei Yansi was afraid of the cold and would sleep restlessly on rainy nights, so she would dive into her arms.

Chunlai respectfully sent her away, and Ma slipped to take care of the charcoal pot. First burn the new charcoal red one by one, and then bring it into the sleeping hall, pick out the old charcoal in the basin, and fill it with new ones.

It's a delicate job, and it's a waste of energy.

Chun Lai squatted for too long, her legs were numb, and she stood up and trembled. The numbness hadn't been relieved yet, and she was shocked that someone was sitting on the side of the dragon couch.

"God!"

He jumped with fright, stepped over the charcoal basin, burned the corners of his clothes, and hurriedly fell on the ground to blow out the flames, sweating profusely.

He calmed down all of a sudden, tried to raise his eyes, and looked at the dragon couch again.

"Wan... long live?" he tried to shout.

"Ok."

A fluttering word scared him again, and he knelt to the ground with a thud, and immediately wet his eyes.

"Long live……"

"Hurray—"

He walked on his knees to the side of the couch, hugged Wei Yansi's thigh, and cried.

People will be uncomfortable if they sleep too long. Wei Yansi was not breathing well, her limbs were weak, and her dry voice couldn't say a word.

Listening to the crying and roaring of spring, his brain hurts for a while, and almost fainted again.

Fortunately, several minions in the courtyard rushed in following the movement, and had exactly the same reaction as Chunlai, but they were a bit more sensible than Chunlai.

I scrambled to get up, ran out, and shouted as I ran: "Long live awake — Long live awake —"

After the spring came, I realized that, chased it out, and shouted at the same time.

Wei Yansi is extremely depressed, can't she pour a glass of water to moisturize her throat?

No way, let's be self-reliant.

She grabbed the edge of the couch and tried to move her legs. It was not bad, with a little strength, she should be able to walk to the table.

Unexpectedly, the reality was so cruel, she fell severely, hit her nose, and burst into tears.

She stubbornly climbed forward a bit, grabbed the window pane with both hands, and then gave a violent breath, and she really stopped firmly.

She pushed the window open, and the cold wind was blowing on her face, but she didn't feel cold, and she felt very comfortable physically and mentally.

There is a tree in the courtyard with a layer of snow covering its bare branches. The snow light was quiet, reflecting the face of the beauty under the tree.

Wei Yansi was still at a loss.

She and the beauty face each other, but there is a rush of heat in her heart.

Qu Jinying's tears fell in large and large ones, falling along his cheeks and into the snow.

His throat choked unconvincingly, and it took a long time to call: "Asi..."

Wei Yansi bends her lips, her eyes are full of warmth.

Respond with the softest voice in my life: "I am."

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