After pondering for a moment, Song Chiyou glanced at Jiang Shuke and ordered, "Go to Tingzhu Palace in person. Don't let the imperial concubine wait for me. Just say that I'm busy with official business."
Jiang Shuke took the order and left.
Inside Tingzhu Palace, several elderly maids were surrounding Xu Qiudong, talking earnestly about a book, and Xu Qiudong was also listening with a serious expression.
After a while, Guan Junmei walked into the hall and accidentally glanced at the book. After reading the contents clearly, her little face turned red instantly.
Guan Junmei said uncomfortably, "Master, the Emperor just sent someone to tell me that he is busy with official business and will not be coming tonight."
Xu Qiudong responded indifferently, her expression unchanged. Even the maids who had lived in the deep palace for a long time and were used to reading people's faces could not tell her emotions.
"You guys continue."
“…”
It was getting dark.
In the Yangxin Palace, a eunuch slowly walked in and reported, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is waiting outside the palace."
Song Chiyou unconsciously clenched his hand holding the memorial, "What is she doing here?"
The eunuch replied, "The Imperial Concubine said she came to see His Majesty."
Song Chiyou stroked the edge of the memorial with his fingers and said with forced composure, "Please ask her to come in."
"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."
"No need to be so polite, my dear."
Xu Qiudong glanced around the hall and ordered calmly, "Everyone, go out."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuke secretly glanced at Song Chiyou, and only after seeing him nod did he retreat obediently.
"yes."
Song Chiyou's bony fingers couldn't help but clench the memorial, "My beloved concubine, what's the matter?"
Xu Qiudong slowly approached him and asked word by word, "Why don't you come to me?"
Song Chiyou concealed the strangeness in his heart, frowned slightly, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Are you questioning me?"
At this time, Xu Qiudong had already come to Song Chiyou's side.
She reached out and stroked Song Chiyou's eyebrows, and said softly, "I dare not."
Song Chiyou subconsciously turned his head to avoid Xu Qiudong's touch, but the next second Xu Qiudong pinched his chin and he couldn't move.
Being treated like this by Xu Qiudong made Song Chiyou feel ashamed and annoyed. He shouted sternly, "Let me go."
Xu Qiudong didn't like to force others, so she let Song Chiyou go.
Song Chiyou: "..."
that's all?
Song Chiyou's rationality gradually returned. He put down the memorial and asked softly, "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"
Song Chiyou suddenly realized that she was a little pervert, and maybe the thinking circuits of little perverts were different from those of others.
He needs to understand.
Xu Qiudong took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the ink off Song Chiyou's fingertips.
"You should come to me tonight."
Song Chiyou watched Xu Qiudong's actions. Seeing her extremely serious look, Song Chiyou felt frightened.
abnormal!
Absolutely perverted!
He pretended to be calm and said, "I'm too busy today. Can we go tomorrow?"
Song Chiyou asked Xu Qiudong carefully.
Xu Qiudong put away the handkerchief, and looked up at Song Chiyou with her delicate face slightly raised. Under his gaze, she opened her thin lips and said, "Not good."
Song Chiyou's heartbeat instantly accelerated, and he swallowed his saliva: "Then what do you want?"
Xu Qiudong slowly approached him, pressed her red lips against his fragile neck, and then leaned close to his ear: "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold."
Song Chiyou's breathing suddenly became rapid. He tightly grasped Xu Qiudong's thin shoulders with both hands, his eyes dimming. "Who taught you this?"
Xu Qiudong said slowly, "Mammy."
Song Chiyou laughed. He reached out and tugged at his collar, and a large area of skin was exposed to the air. Looking along the collar, one could vaguely see his muscular body and clear abdominal muscles.
An ambiguous atmosphere came over him, his eyes curved slightly, a smile on his lips, "Let me teach you."
Song Chiyou picked up Xu Qiudong and sat him on the table, then stood up and covered him.
A night of tenderness.
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