Xiu Fu also felt so, but he couldn't directly say that the imperial concubine was beautiful, so he could only congratulate the emperor.
Emperor Yanxing was never a lustful emperor. He was even face-blind when it came to women. He never paid attention to what the people he met looked like.
Emperor Yanxing could not remember the appearances of the concubines in the harem, nor did he want to remember them.
Bei Lingyao is an exception. From the time she was pregnant to now, Emperor Yanxing has seen every little change in Bei Lingyao.
For the first time, he felt that this was the beauty of a woman: otherworldly when still, and as radiant as the sun when moving.
Although her appearance is not particularly outstanding, her beauty cannot be denied.
Emperor Yanxing said again: "The imperial concubine is a unique beauty."
Xiu Fu looked at Emperor Yanxing with some surprise as he kept praising the concubine's beauty. This was a strange phenomenon.
The emperor also began to pay attention to the beauty of the woman, and this person was the imperial concubine.
After feeding the horse, Bei Lingyao smiled lightly and patted the horse's head. "From now on, your name will be Hongying."
"Hongying, what a nice name."
Bei Lingyao looked at Emperor Yanxing, guessing that he was stimulated by something and was a little different today.
"It's getting late. Your Majesty, are you going back to Taiji Palace?"
"I'm going to Fuhua Palace."
Emperor Yanxing said as he took Bei Lingyao's hand.
Bei Lingyao was stunned, "Your Majesty"
"What's wrong, Concubine?"
"Your Majesty, do you not despise me?"
Bei Lingyao wondered, could it be that her misogyny had been cured?
"I don't mind it in the first place."
Emperor Yanxing held Bei Lingyao's hand tightly.
Bei Lingyao was surprised, "Your Majesty, don't force yourself. I've also heard that Your Majesty doesn't like women."
"I am not interested in women, but the imperial concubine is different."
Emperor Yanxing stared at Bei Lingyao with deep eyes. He still hated contact with other women, but not with the imperial concubine.
Maybe it was that day in Ganlu Temple, or maybe it was after the birth of the child.
He found that he was not repulsed by the imperial concubine, and even suspected that she was a witch and did not dare to approach her.
But after observing for the past year or two, I found that the imperial concubine was really good to the two children and did not act like a witch.
Emperor Yanxing became more and more curious, and the more he learned, the more attracted he became.
I used to be hesitant, but today I mustered up the courage.
He was actually a little fascinated by riding a horse while holding the concubine in his arms and taking a walk with her holding her hand.
Even regret the previous estrangement.
Bei Lingyao was taken back to Fuhua Palace by Emperor Yanxing. When the palace maids around her saw the emperor and his concubine accompanying each other like this, they could only sigh and say that the imperial concubine was the luckiest.
When the news reached the ears of the concubines, they could only remain silent.
At night, the twins were already asleep. Bei Lingyao had just washed and dried her hair, and she let the palace maid comb her hair intermittently.
Emperor Yanxing's hair was dry and he casually let it fall behind him. He sent the palace maid away and took the comb to do the job.
"Your Highness's hair is black, shiny, and smooth, like the finest silk brocade. I envy it."
Bei Lingyao looked at Emperor Yanxing. He also had long, thick, black hair. What was there to envy?
As if he could see through Bei Lingyao's thoughts, Emperor Yanxing said distressedly, "I lose my hair every day."
If he continues to lose hair like this every day, he will become bald like some of his old ministers.
"Your Majesty is just worrying too much. You should get more rest and not stay up late."
“If I don’t stay up late, how can I finish reviewing the memorials?”
Emperor Yanxing sighed, "I don't want to be an emperor fooled by my subjects."
To manage the imperial court and govern such a vast country, one cannot simply sit high in the temple and give orders.
The officials in the court were all respectful on the surface, but they all had their own thoughts in private and were always testing his bottom line.
If he was weaker or retreated a little, his ministers would take advantage of the situation and try to control him as the emperor.
Like the deposed Empress Dowager and Prime Minister Jiang, they wanted to be above the imperial power.
"Your Majesty is very busy and must be working hard."
Bei Lingyao was not willing to talk much about court affairs with Emperor Yanxing, because after the Empress Dowager was deposed, Emperor Yanxing must be sensitive about women interfering in politics.
He even did not want his ministers to have too much power and threaten his imperial power.
That night, Emperor Yanxing did not do anything, but he wanted to sleep in the same bed with Bei Lingyao.
Bei Lingyao fell asleep, but Emperor Yanxing did not fall asleep. He suffered from insomnia.
He just stared at Bei Lingyao's sleeping face.
Is she a witch?
Emperor Yanxing put his hand on Bei Lingyao's neck. With just a little force, the thin neck would be broken.
But he didn't move.
The issue of child swapping was something that Emperor Yanxing was concerned about.
This was so out of the ordinary that he couldn't believe it now.
But this is really happening.
Bei Lingyao stretched out one leg and pressed it on Emperor Yanxing's leg.
He froze, too frightened to move.
This was clearly his concubine, lying on the same bed, but he was just looking at her.
A faint fragrance wafted from his side, and Emperor Yanxing's breathing became clearer.
Witch, you come to seduce me again.
Emperor Yanxing couldn't help but stretch out his hand. Bei Lingyao turned over and rested her head on his hand, with her hair scattered on the pillow.
Emperor Yanxing only felt a wave of heat coming towards him.
The blood rushed up, and I wanted to push it away but was reluctant to do so.
Bei Lingyao was speechless. She was really like Liu Xiahui. Even though she was like this, Emperor Yanxing could still hold it in.
She thought that he came to share the bed with her on his own initiative and wanted to have a married life.
It turned out that she guessed wrong.
But he didn't push her away or leave.
Bei Lingyao tentatively arched her body again, pushed herself into Emperor Yanxing's arms, and then hugged him tightly like an octopus.
Emperor Yanxing gritted his teeth. How could someone sleep in such an unruly position? It was so inappropriate.
As a prince who became emperor at the age of three, Emperor Yanxing had always slept with his hands and feet tied since he was young.
Only when your sleeping position is completely correct can you sleep without tying your hands and feet.
It has become a habit now. He lies down without moving and he wakes up in the same position in the morning.
But the imperial concubine was not like that. She was usually quiet and would never disturb him when he was not around.
I didn't expect the imperial concubine to be so restless when sleeping.
Emperor Yanxing endured a lot of hardship. If he hadn't been afraid of waking her up, he would have pushed her away.
Huh, huh, Emperor Yanxing's breathing became heavier and heavier.
Bei Lingyao was sleeping soundly, her breath was as fragrant as orchid, as if a feather was gently brushing against Emperor Yanxing's ears, making him feel itchy and hot.
Witch!
Emperor Yanxing was furious. This was his concubine, and it was only natural for her to sleep with him.
He couldn't bear it anymore and didn't need to bear it anymore.
Hmmm…
The hot touch completely invaded Bei Lingyao, and she danced along in a daze.
Like a fish in the sea, drifting with the waves under the storm.
Late at night, the sound of rain was pattering outside the window, and the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves set a rhythm and played beautiful music.
After an unknown amount of time, the wind died down, the rain stopped, and the quilts they were wearing were soaked with sweat.
"Come, prepare some water."
Emperor Yanxing held the unconscious Bei Lingyao in his arms with a satisfied look on his face.
The first time, due to the instinctive indulgence of the drug, his mind was confused and he didn't have much memory.
But this time, I truly felt the joy of lovemaking, and it was completely satisfying.
Endless aftertaste!
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