As soon as he came out of the secret room, Qing Huan met the imposing Emperor Wen. At this moment, there was no ordinary cloud on his face, but he stared at her with a very terrible look, as if she had just done something heinous.

What can she do?

"I have said that no one is allowed to enter my bedroom privately. Do you take my words as a breeze? Do you really think that I will not cure your sins?" Emperor Wen asked coldly, his voice and expression as cold as hell. Ice cubes. "What did you say to her?! If you let me know, you said something that shouldn't be said, be careful I chop your head!"

This is the first time Qinghuan has seen Emperor Wen like this. Although he was angry at her before, that emotion can still be controlled, but now, his expression and eyes are showing that in addition to anger, he also Some panic.

But, is it panic and fear that Lan'er will be injured, she is not good to his sweetheart, or something else?

The two were tit-for-tat in the secret road, Qing Huan silently watched Emperor Wen's furious appearance, mocking her eyes: "Your Majesty really wants to punish the concubine here. Isn't it afraid that your sweetheart will hear it?"

When Emperor Wen was suffocated by what she said, he walked away: "Hurry up and get out of me!"

Qing Huan followed behind Emperor Wen and went out. Emperor Wen walked in front of her. He had just left the secret path. Before he could turn around and lose his temper with Qing Huan, a pair of soft hands was wrapped around him, one arm around his waist, the other Just put on his shoulders, hugged him firmly from behind, and whispered softly and charmingly: "What is your Majesty's madness? The concubine is just trying to surprise your Majesty. I want to see the minister. How beautiful is the girl whose concubine is a substitute? Your Majesty is so tolerant, shouldn't you be angry with your concubine just for this little thing?

As she said, she gently stroked his chest, the smile on the corner of her mouth was extremely sweet, as if she hadn't touched Wendi's inverse scales, had not pulled teeth on the tiger's mouth, and hadn't committed the heinous crime that could almost fall to his head. She behaved at the moment like a little girl who angered her sweetheart and then ran to beg for peace, so beautiful, with an innocent smile.

It is undeniable that Emperor Wen's heart trembled because of this. He remembered that he had only reacted to a woman Qinghuan so far. If she was really killed, he might not be able to change back! Thinking of this, his anger disappeared a bit, but he felt that it was impossible not to punish her own face. At this moment, Qing Huan hugged him tighter, her petite body pressed tightly against his back, her breath was so sweet and fragrant, and her tone was seductive: "Why is your Majesty so angry? It's an air minister. The concubine came uninvited, and he uttered gibberish in front of your majesty's sweetheart, or was angry that the concubine found out about it, and felt sorry for the concubine and did not dare to face the concubine?"

Emperor Wen's figure suddenly stiffened, and his heart was shocked, and he pushed Qinghuan away from his back with his hand. Because the impact on his heart was too great, he could not control his strength. Qinghuan was pushed by him and hit hard. To the wall. Although she was headstrong, she was nothing more than a weak little woman, no matter where she could stand it, she threw herself to the ground and let out a muffled grunt.

"Her words! I feel sorry for you? You are too high on yourself! Ruolan, don't forget who you are!" Wendi said coldly, trying to conceal the shock in his heart.

Qing Huan lay on the ground, chuckles: "Your Majesty is angry and ashamed."

"I don't!" Wendi growled, "I think you really don't want to live anymore!"

"I don't want to live anymore... hehe." Qing Huan laughed, "Your Majesty used to call his concubine Lan'er. How long has passed since then? Your Majesty doesn't want his concubine Lan'er anymore."

Emperor Wen felt guilty inexplicably, his beautiful thin lips pressed tightly, trying to give himself a little strength to erect a wall between the two. He firmly believes that he loves Lan'er, and the reason why Qinghuan disturbs his mind is only because of her nonsense.

But... why did she keep lying there and refused to get up? Is it hurt? Emperor Wen frowned and didn't know what she was nervous about. Even if she was injured, she asked for it. If he didn't punish her, she should be happy!

Qinghuan was lying on the ground, and the corner of his eyes swept to the dark guard who was lying down on the side. He was still in the pose of _(:3」∠)_, which looked a bit funny, but Qinghuan only felt sad and laughed at all. Does not come out. Just as the guard's gaze swept over, she smiled at him-uglier than crying.

She is actually very sad, this is the subconscious thought of the little brother of the dark guard.

Then Qinghuan slowly climbed up from the ground. In fact, she rubbed her elbows and her back was very painful, but she did not show weakness, but showed a brighter smile: "Why doesn't your Majesty speak, is it a concubine? Are you right?"

"Nonsense."

"How can it be nonsense?" Qing Huan approached Wendi with a smile, and he won't hurt her again when he was sure. He gently embraced his thin waist again, and muttered, "Your Majesty has never seen himself clearly. His heart, his concubines have been with your majesty for so many years, your majesty actually loves your majesty, your concubines are the ones who love your majesty now, and you will also become the ones your majesty loves in the future. Your majesty is waiting to be optimistic."

Her self-confidence is almost blind. Wen Di wanted to laugh at her, but didn't say anything. Qing Huan hugged Wen Di, and her petite body was nestled on his chest. "The girl inside is just a beautiful dream when your majesty was young. Is your majesty still young? When is this dream going to be done? One day, your majesty will wake up from the dream, and at that time...hee."

She didn't say any more, but Emperor Wen wanted to hear what else she could say next. The tender body in his arms was so soft and beautiful, he suddenly felt a fire in his chest slowly burning, spreading, all the way down.

But just when his hand couldn't help but want to hug Qinghuan back, Qinghuan left his arms and turned to look at the hidden guard who fell on the ground: "Your Majesty, what is his name?"

The Emperor Wen froze and wanted to be angry. After a long while, the urn replied, "Eleven."

"Since he has been exposed and seen by his concubine, his majesty will give him to his concubine, okay?" Qing Huan made a painful expression. "It can be regarded as making up for the rudeness of your Majesty just now, see." She rolled up her sleeves, under the bright red sleeves, there was a big bruise on the snowy skin, and blood was spreading.

Eleven even the dark guard is a man, how could Emperor Wen allow a man to stay with his imperial concubine, but... he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes looked at Qinghuan with a faint estrangement and alert. The power of the harem had been handed over to her for a while, and he had always thought that she was a harmless woman, but he did not expect that she could be so powerful if she had power.

It's better to put Eleven next to her and watch it secretly, so that you can see what kind of heart she is in.

So Emperor Wen nodded: "The eleventh can give you, but from today, you are not allowed to step into my bedroom for half a step, and at the same time, you can't tell the things here, otherwise...Don't blame me for turning my face and ruthless. "

Qing Huan laughed: "Your Majesty has been ruthless with his concubines a long time ago, where do I need to threaten again?"

Eleven followed Qing Huan in this way. He doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to appear in front of people. He is always in the dark, but when Qing cheers to him, he will appear in front of her for the first time.

Qing Huan continued to be her mighty and domineering Concubine Lan, and she tried to think of ways to rectify the unpleasant people. The concubines in the harem complained endlessly, and the panic that had offended her before could not last all day, fearing that one day she would think of it and feel sad. for a while.

Regarding Qinghuan's intrusion into the sleeping hall, Emperor Wen had just forgotten it. He still needed her as a favorite concubine before he could completely get Lan'er's heart. But for some reason, when he used to get along with Lan'er, his heart was filled with joy and satisfaction. He always remembered the glimpse of his childhood, full of surprise and love, but now...every time I see Lan'er’s face, Emperor Wen would be in a trance for a while, and sometimes he was not sure who he was seeing.

Is it Laner or Ruolan?

Although it was considered nonsense, Emperor Wen was still affected by what Qinghuan said during the day. She dare to say that he loves her. The Lan'er he couldn't ask for was a dream of him, a dream that was out of reach, beautiful when viewed from afar, but it was just such a dream when he was close.

She also said that his dream will wake up one day, and when he wakes up, it will... What will happen?

With this doubt, Emperor Wen went to Qilan Temple again that night.

Only this time he never expected to see such a scene. As soon as he entered, Tuancui's little girl stood outside and looked at him with panic, and Emperor Wen's heart sank. What the **** was that woman doing? He immediately ordered someone to cover Tuan Cui's mouth and walked in by himself.

As a result, this look made Wen Di angrily want to kill someone!

Look what she is wearing! She even dared to sit at a table with a foreigner and give that person some food? !

Emperor Wen was angry, and his days on November were not easy. He really didn't understand what Empress Lan was thinking. When I knew the sky, I was so sad under Your Majesty’s injury, I almost shed tears, but immediately took him to his hand, and turned to all kinds of molesting him, really... Eleven looked at him blankly. Gulu meat, refused to open his mouth.

"It's delicious, don't you really try it? Could this palace lie to you?!" Qing Huan said with a smile. In fact, she is so courteous, but she wants to take this opportunity to see how long the eleventh month is. What it looks like.

Eleven's face wearing a mask showed only a pair of eyebrows. Although he couldn't see the whole picture, his eyebrows grew into his temples, his dark eyes were deep, and his forehead was full. Unless he had a garlic-nosed sausage mouth, he would definitely not be ugly.

Just as the eleventh was about to say something to discourage Qinghuan, Emperor Wen's voice came over: "What are you doing?!"