C199 (1/2)

Wang Rong He who was sitting on the throne suddenly laughed out loud, ”Your Majesty, you were too narrow-minded just now.”

”If I don't be narrow-minded, you won't be able to laugh now.” Zhu Yijun said.

”Is Your Majesty sincere? Or are you afraid that I might be unhappy before rejecting the Imperial Consort Zheng?” Wang Rong asked with sparkling eyes.

”I'm afraid that you're unhappy. Isn't that the truth?” Zhu Yijun said, ”Besides, you haven't even given us your present.”

”Didn't you know that there would be such a thing happening? So, you intentionally left the gifts behind so that I wouldn't be able to go anywhere.” Zhu Yijun teased.

”Has the emperor discovered us?” Wang Rong teased, ”I'm very scheming.”

”I've seen it.” Zhu Yijun laughed, the two of them laughed and chatted happily on the throne, all the way to the Qixiang Palace. Zhu Yijun did not use much food at the banquet, Wang Rong and the others had already made preparations beforehand, allowing Shang Fang to keep watch.

Wang Rong He had only drank a few cups during the banquet, and now that he was back at Qixiang Palace, she drank them all after changing the wine she brewed.

”What you're brewing is just sweet water, it's just a little alcohol.” Zhu Yijun didn't want to drink her sweet fruit wine first, his birthday was happy, so of course he had to drink a little. He didn't drink enough during the banquet, but Wang Rong shook his head and said, ”Just to cheer him up, your majesty is still drunk huh?”

”Not drunk.” Zhu Yijun looked at her with gentle eyes, ”The beautiful early morning, how can you waste it?”

Zhu Yijun looked at the zither, ”I am happy today, come, I will support the Empress with the zither.”

”Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I've come to retrieve your gift.” Wang Rong He said.

The palace maid left at an unknown time. Zhu Yijun himself drank a few cups of fruit wine, although it was still sweet and alcoholic. Only when he was slightly tipsy did he realize that the furnishings in the hall were different from before.

The Qixiang Palace was a very elegant arrangement in the past, but in the end, it was still filled with the soft and fragrant scent of a woman. Now that he lived with the emperor, even that little bit of gentleness was gone.

Without the solemn atmosphere, there was instead a trace of estrangement, not like where the emperor lived, but more like a den of golden lairs and demonesses. Zhu Yijun looked around and felt that the problem was that there was a lamp above, with a pink muslin that covered the lampshade, and when light seeped out again, the atmosphere would be greatly different.

Zhu Yijun caressed the guqin casually, and played a song about asking for the phoenix and the phoenix.

The bell sound came from the inside, and Wang Rong He appeared from beginning to end, only leaving a pair of enchanting eyes outside. Her eyeliner was elongated, and her eyes had a cinnabar mole at the end.

Then, he thought that it was impossible for it to be something that Wang Rong had done, so he carefully recognized her.

”Where did this little beauty come from?” Zhu Yijun leaned back slightly and asked, ”How come I have never seen you before?”

”The Empress asked me to come and dance to congratulate His Majesty on his birthday.” Wang Rong He suppressed his voice and said, ”I'll have to trouble Your Majesty to cheer me up.”

”What tune do you want?”

”Feng Qi is good.” Wang Rong said with a smile.

Under the wide veil, Wang Ronghe was actually barefoot. He stretched out his bare feet and the three circles of thin golden bells at his ankles became even more snow-white like jade. With the slow turning of her music ankles, the woman's softness was exquisite.

Zhu Yijun was almost unable to concentrate on playing the zither, and luckily, it was only the two of them, so he did not mind about this. This was the first time he had seen Wang Rong dance, and it was extremely rare. However, he was also annoyed, because of the loose veil, he could not see Wang Rong dance.

Then Wang Rong-he turned his back to him and unwound the veil.

Zhu Yijun felt that although this fruit wine was not as strong as the others, it had enough strength.

It was wrapped very tightly in a long skirt and underneath. Zhu Yijun felt a bit of regret in his heart, Wang Rong and her dance had become a little big, spinning, jumping, jumping, flapping her wings, exploring the sea, and then, facing Zhu Yijun's gaze, she took the tit off.

Zhu Yijun's voice paused for an instant.

Wang Rong He's eyes carried a smile and an charm that he had never seen before. He kept bringing it up again and again, making people want to hold it tightly and not let her seduce them.

Beneath the jacket was a small set of clothes. The thin jewel chain was used as the collar and sleeves, while the lotus roots and arms were stretched out. The red Kou Jia formed a sharp contrast with the white of the body.

Zhu Yijun was thirsty.

Wang Rong then turned in front of Zhu Yijun, pushed him down and sat on his waist, ”What does Your Majesty think about my birthday present?”

”Very good.” Zhu Yijun reached out his hands to his waist, but Wang Rong moved them away.

She turned around and reached for her glass, then slowly bit down on it and leaned forward to feed it.

Zhu Yijun lied down and raised his head, the wine had left behind a mess on his chin, but Zhu Yijun did not mind at all. His eyes were burning with passion as he looked for an opportunity to grab Wang Rong He's waist, and took the wine cup from her mouth, ”Let me teach you how to feed this wine.”

He raised his head to take a sip, then placed his hand on Wang Rongyin's chin and crossed the wine cup with his mouth.