The First Empress - Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Be Grateful
After nightfall, the Azure Phoenix carriage that was specially used to pick up concubines and attendants quietly stopped in front of Qian He Palace. Bu Linglong sat upright without saying a word. She just waited quietly.

In a moment, Lu Kang walked to the window and respectfully asked, “Little Lord, please get off the carriage. The Emperor has just finished his dinner and is reading in the west hall.”

A little eunuch had already put away the footstool. Bu Linglong reached out her hand, and Qin’er carefully helped her out of the car. She stood still, while Qin’er adjusted her clothes and jewelry for the last time, silently staring at the most majestic and majestic palace in the rear palace.

This is it. She thought silently.

Immediately after, her cherry lips gently opened, “Eunuch Lu, please lead the way.”

Step by step, he resolutely walked forward.

Step by step, they were all exquisite.

She knew that this opportunity was not easy to come by, and it might even be the only chance in her life, so she could not fail. Every smile and every frown had been carefully rehearsed. A hairpin and a handkerchief had been carefully matched. Every raise of his hand and foot was all Ping Tingting, concealing his charm.

As soon as Concubine Rou left, the Emperor naturally did not like to see the shadow of Concubine Rou on his concubines. Therefore, Bu Linglong did not wear heavy makeup. She only wore a loosely worn Fallen Horse bun that she had met him in the past. She wore a goose-yellow wide-sleeved dress and a lush green embroidered lotus belt. Only a dark red jade hairpin with an excellent bald head was inserted into her bun. Under the bright light, it was extremely soul-catching.

Along the way to the west side hall, Lu Kang and Qin’er were no longer qualified to enter. As a result, she curled through the silent hall alone. At the end of the hall, only Huiqi stood there with a long body. She held a book in her hand, but her gaze was far away. She did not know where she had landed.

She quietly blessed herself and said, “I greet His Majesty.”

A faint gloom fell between Hui Qi’s eyebrows. He swept his gaze over her and said in a casual tone, “You’re here.”

Hui Qi’s mood was obviously not high, so it was no wonder that Imperial Concubine Rou had just killed herself in the cold palace in the evening. After nearly ten years of hospitality and affection, how could she not be touched in the slightest? Bu Linglong secretly guessed in her heart, and couldn’t help but feel somewhat embarrassed.

The corner of his eyes swept and he saw an untouched cup of tea on the table. He picked it up and offered it to Huiqi with both of his hands. “The Emperor must be tired of his dinner. Why don’t you drink a mouthful of tea and moisten it?”

Huiqi casually threw away the book in his hand and sat back in the dragon chair. He took a sip of Bu Linglong’s tea, but his gaze suddenly focused on the red jade hairpin in Bu Linglong’s hair. He said, “It seems that I’ve never seen you bring this hairpin before.”

Bu Linglong bent her knees slightly, and the dark red jade hairpin also fell slightly downwards. As it swayed slightly, it became even more enchanting, “Your Majesty, this hairpin was rewarded by the Empress after the Osmanthus Cake incident.”

“The Empress rewarded him?” Hui Qi’s eyes twitched, but he closely followed this topic and asked, “Speaking of which, you discovered the poisonous osmanthus cake in the Empress’ Palace at that time, right? It wasn’t the time to settle down at dawn. Why did the Empress call you there?”

Bu Linglong’s heart was suddenly alarmed. Huiqi had countless opportunities every day, and there were countless strands of government affairs every day. How could she still pay attention to such trivial matters? However, the Emperor’s question had already been asked. Naturally, she could not think about it. After thinking for a moment, Bu Linglong respectfully replied, “A few days ago, when the Empress saw that her concubine was free, she ordered her concubine to copy a few copies of the ‘Female Instructions’. That afternoon, she went to Kunde Palace precisely to deliver the copied ‘Female Instructions’ to the Empress.”

“Oh,” Hui Qi’s face revealed a clear expression, but an unclear smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. “What a coincidence.” He sighed meaningfully.

Seeing Bu Linglong’s puzzled expression, the meaning at the corner of Huiqi’s mouth gradually faded away. Instead, it turned into a very improper tease, “I mean, the Empress is truly united with me. I like you from the bottom of my heart, and the Empress has her eyes on you at the same time.”

Bu Linglong felt her cheeks turn red.

“Your Majesty …”

However, before Hui Qi could finish his sentence, he was stopped by Hui Qi with a light smile, “Consort Ai’s shy appearance is truly exciting. Spring Festival is too short. Follow me to the bedroom now.”

As they slowly walked forward, the nine layers of curtains fell silently, as if they were blocking everything in the world.

However, Hui Qi’s pair of extremely black phoenix eyes were still cold to the point of being emotionless. His slender hand tightly gripped Bu Linglong, but no one knew who he was thinking about in his heart cavity that no one could see.

Perhaps, there was no one.

Thick ambergris filled the bedroom hall. Like everything else in the palace, it symbolized the supreme imperial power. Within the bright yellow curtain, his face was familiar and unfamiliar. A fine kiss spread from Bu Linglong’s bright red lips all the way to the protruding collarbone. His aura stopped and he suddenly sneered.

His finger gently stroked the small dark red butterfly birthmark on Bu Linglong’s collarbone. He teased, “It can be seen that beauties are beautiful everywhere. If there is a birthmark on an ordinary person’s body, most of them are extremely ugly. The birthmark between the collarbones of Concubine Ai seems to be painted deliberately. It is both unique and natural. Could it be that Concubine Ai is the reincarnation of a butterfly spirit?”

Seeing that Bu Linglong was embarrassed, he clapped his hands and smiled, “In the past, Emperor Tang Ming had Imperial Concubine Mei, who was nicknamed ‘Plum Essence’. Now that I have also obtained a ‘Butterfly Essence’, I naturally have to imitate Emperor Ming. I am extremely fortunate!”

Before he could finish his sentence, A deeper kiss went down again, Bu Linglong felt that even her breathing had softened. She stared blankly at the face that she missed day and night. His straight eyebrows were filled with love and tenderness. She was completely addicted to it. She only hoped that her life would stop at this moment. This was the first time in the world.

As the heavens and earth spun, a wave of pain that hadn’t seen him for a long time suddenly came. He thought that it had been a long time since he had been pampered, and his body had already become astringent. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and she couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

His movements immediately stopped and he asked with concern, “Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head, her snow-white shoulders slightly shrank, and she forcefully said, “Your Majesty … just enjoy yourself.”

The corner of his mouth hooked, and a smile finally appeared in his dark eyes, “How can I bear to part with you” The voice became softer and softer, muttering softly, but in the end, it was replaced by gasps …

Hui Qi seemed to be extremely tired after the current events, but he fell asleep in a short moment. Bu Linglong tucked his quilt into the corner. Although he was also exhausted, for some reason, his consciousness became clearer and clearer, and he didn’t feel sleepy at all.

Deep into the night, even in the Heavenly Son’s bedroom, there seemed to be a slight chill. The ambergris aura that had been burning for most of the night gradually became thinner. Bu Linglong lazily looked at the faint light of the candles outside the curtain. Her heart was in a mess, and many thoughts passed through her mind.

Perhaps in the dead of night, people’s minds were clearer and clearer. At first, Bu Linglong only carelessly recalled what had happened recently. However, at some unknown time, a thought that was like a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through her mind. She thought a little deeper. Even though she was in the soft and warm quilt, she suddenly broke out in cold sweat uncontrollably!

Huiqi said, “What a coincidence …”

Hui Qi said, “The Empress is truly one heart and one mind with me …”

Could it be that that day …

She suddenly turned her head and stared at Hui Qi, who had fallen into a deep sleep for a long time. He slept peacefully and his eyebrows were faint. He lost the usual gloominess that always faintly appeared. He only breathed lightly like an ordinary noble young master.

However, Bu Linglong still clearly remembered the gloomy expression on Huiqi’s face when she first walked into the West Side Hall tonight. At that time, she thought that Huiqi was mourning Concubine Rou, but if that was the truth, Concubine Rou’s status in the heart of the Ninth Five-Year Plan Sovereign might be lower than others had expected …

Bu Linglong tightly gripped the quilt corner in her hand. After a moment, she finally smiled bitterly.