Hall of Mercy

Lingering all night, woke up the next day, it was already three poles in the sun, Lin Yu had already gone to morning and came back.

With eyes full of pampering, he stroked her cheek and asked, "Is Concubine Ai still satisfied?" The golden robe on his body was shining brightly, and the dragon embroidered on it seemed docile and lovely at this moment.

How could she not understand what he was referring to, it's just that she had never been so close to him before, at most it was holding a small hand.The sudden change made her a little happy, but also a little scared.

She didn't know how to answer, so she just closed her eyes, moved her head to his lap, and hugged him quietly.

She couldn't see his expression, she knew he was smiling.

This is also very good, what she dreams of is to be able to be with him day and night, beside him, to be a docile cat.

She became his favorite concubine, so she couldn't find favor elsewhere, and there were endless competitions in the harem.Many people flattered her with a hidden smile, but they secretly thought about how to kill her. She even encountered some women laughing at her behind her back a few times, saying that flowers are not popular in a hundred days, and Feng Shui turns around.

Fortunately, his concubines are not very powerful characters. She bears the name of the prime minister's mansion, but no one dares to attack her.

In the palace, even though there is no queen, all affairs, big or small, are taken care of by her, and she is able to handle them with ease.Lin Yu never asked about the affairs of the harem. She held great power in her hands, but she did not abuse her power. She handled big and small matters gracefully and gracefully.

He spends the spring night with her every night in her Jiaofang Palace.Very rarely, he would send other concubines to attend the bed.

He is the king, the world belongs to him, as long as his heart is with her, she is satisfied.

The emperor's family needs to spread its branches and leaves, and he always needs to be covered by rain and dew.

Whenever she guards the empty Jiaofang Temple alone, staring at the jumping candles, she will think about these things in a trance.

Lin Yu seemed to be getting busier and busier.

When he saw her every day, he also looked exhausted.Sometimes he would sit beside her holding a memorial, and watching it would last all night.

At that time, she could only lie on the bed and wait for him boredly, holding a boring book in her hands to read.

Now it is difficult for her to feel that he loves her, and it is difficult for her to throw herself into his arms like a docile cat.

She was also a little tired, depressed and sad all day long.

And only when he wants her crazily at certain nights, will he look at her with tender eyes. Only then can she feel that he still has affection for her.

She lost a lot of weight, and stayed in the lifeless Jiaofang Hall, even the candles were lit and extinguished.

Seeing her getting thinner and thinner, Lin Yu stretched out his generous palm and stroked her hair.Her hair is not as shiny as before, and it feels frizzy and dry to the touch.

He pulled her over, picked her up and put her on his lap, her body was much lighter than before.She lay softly in his arms and curled up.

"Little Chun'er." For a long time, until she almost forgot that he used to call her tenderly "Xiao Chun'er", he was willing to call her like that.

His eyes were full of distress, he stroked her hand, and asked, "Xiao Chun'er, I'm too busy to accompany you all the time. Do you have any complaints?"

"Back to the emperor, my concubine has no complaints." Li Jingchun's tone was sad and weak, although she tried her best to calm herself down, her trembling voice betrayed her.

Lin Yu was silent for a moment, and light suddenly lit up in his deep eyes: "Xiao Chun'er, how about taking your sister into the palace to accompany you?"