Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Waiting for illness (4)

　　Meng Sangyu was stunned for a long time before he raised his hand to touch his wet cheek. Is this person a dog? Even if you kiss her, you still lick her? Damn it!

　　She lowered her head slightly, gently pressed the veins on her forehead, and smiled brightly. I risked my life for my father. If you want to take advantage, feel free to take advantage. Anyway, I’m not well yet, so I can’t have sex with you!

　　"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty." She slightly narrowed her black and white eyes, tilted her snow-white neck to the side, and squinted at the man who was hugging her from behind. She interpreted the word "eyes charming" vividly.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu's breathing stopped for a moment. Even if he knew that this charming gesture was just her pretense, he would still be fascinated by it. Before Sang Yu truly fell in love with him, even a little bit of false love was enough to make him happy. At this moment, he had to be grateful that he was an emperor, so even if his woman disdained him, she wouldn't show it on his face. Such a humble mentality. They say he who loves first loses first, and he undoubtedly lost completely.

　　"I'll teach you how to sit first." He smiled lowly, put his arm around the woman's shoulders, and pushed her to sit on the throne.

　　Meng Sangyu was startled, and hurriedly pulled his sleeves to stand up, shouting in panic, "Your Majesty! Is there a place for a concubine to sit here?"

　　Emperor Zhou Wu's dark eyes were full of smiles. He touched her white and tender cheeks and whispered, "I said you can sit down if you can. However, this position is a bit too high for you, which is not conducive to practicing calligraphy. You sit on my lap." He naturally hugged the woman's slender waist, held her on his lap, and wrapped his hand around her little hand to hold the imperial brush.

　　It's better to just sit on the throne! Meng Sangyu was completely enveloped in the man's arms, her whole body was filled with the man's rich ambergris aroma, and the hot body temperature continuously spread from her waist and buttocks, making her feel on pins and needles.

　　Suppressing his rapid heartbeat, Emperor Zhou Wu rested his chin on the woman's thin shoulder, greedily breathing in her refreshing and pleasant fragrance. She used to hold him, and he had long wanted to hold her in his arms. This feeling was as wonderful as he imagined. When the chest was filled, the empty heart was also filled, and it could no longer accommodate anyone.

　　"Don't move!" He gasped when he felt the woman's soft buttocks moving on his thigh, his voice hoarse. In his arms was the person he dreamed of, and his tenacious willpower became vulnerable.

　　The man's rich voice became low and hoarse, mixed with a numbing sense of lust. Meng Sangyu immediately stopped moving. He sat quietly for a while, feeling the hardness under his buttocks that had not subsided and the man's increasingly heavy breathing. , she pursed her lips, took the initiative to hold the imperial pen, tugged on his sleeve and said softly, "Your Majesty, didn't you say you wanted to teach me to practice calligraphy?"

　　"Relax your arms and straighten your waist. I will teach you how to hold a pen." Emperor Wu of Zhou smiled bitterly and was forced to shift his attention. He had always known Sang Yu's ability to aggravate people, and today he was destined to only look at it, not eat it.

　　Sighing secretly, he tightly circled the woman's slender waist with one hand and wrapped the woman's small hand with the other. The two of them held a wolf's howl and moved it slowly on the paper. The four running script characters Sang Yu, Shao Ze, stand side by side, looking so harmonious and intimate.

　　Meng Sangyu lowered his eyes and smiled shyly, but there was a trace of sarcasm hidden in his bright black eyes.

　　Lifting her chin, he caught a glimpse of her cold eyes that he had not yet had time to hide. Emperor Zhou Wu didn't show it on his face, but there was a continuous feeling of acupuncture in his heart.

　　"Sang Yu..." What should I do with you? How can you break the ice in your heart? He whispered, like sighing, like confiding, and finally disappeared between the lips and teeth of the two people.

　　Meng Sangyu was stunned for a moment, then lightly opened her red lips to accept his invasion. Life and death are in the hands of this man, what right does she have to resist? As long as the man is good-looking, she can also enjoy it.

　　Sensing her obedience, Emperor Zhou Wu's eyes darkened, he held her cheek with his big palm, and continued to deepen the kiss. With feverish movements and twisting and turning tongue, he swept every corner of the woman's mouth wantonly. Swallowing all her sweet fluids into his belly, he was like a thirsty traveler trekking in the desert. He didn't know how many days and nights he thought about this little mouth.

　　Chang Xi had already cleared out the palace people, and there was nothing else in the empty hall except the intertwining of lips and tongues, and the sound of Yun sucking and smacking.

　　"Your Majesty, my concubine is still recovering." Meng Sangyu carefully avoided the wound, lying on the man's strong chest to catch her breath, and grabbed the man's big palm that reached out from her clothes.

　　Emperor Zhou Wu froze, and slowly withdrew his wanton hand, and instead gently patted her back, like patting a child who needed careful care, and like Sang Yu had patted A Bao before.

　　While his heat had not subsided, Meng Sangyu spoke in time, with a soft voice, "Your Majesty, I would like to ask your Majesty for something."

　　"What's the matter? But it doesn't matter." Emperor Wu of Zhou kissed her cheek, his voice hoarse.

　　"I would like to ask the emperor to send someone to look for my father in the muddy beach. I feel that my father and General Han must be safe and sound." She raised her head and said seriously, "Although the muddy beach is full of swamps and filled with miasma, it is winter and there are no reeds. The covered swamp has been frozen into ice, so the danger is greatly reduced, and the miasma is not as strong as in summer. If you cover your mouth and nose with a wet cloth and feed on reed root stalks, it is not a problem to survive in it for ten days and a half. . Besides, my father has lived outside the Great Wall for a long time and is well versed in survival skills in the wild, so I feel that they must still be alive."

　　"Knowing so much, my Sang Yu is actually a wonderful person with a bright eye and a bright heart." Emperor Wu of Zhou frowned and gently pressed her black and blue eyes with his fingertips, feeling distressed.

　　"I heard my father talk about life at the border, so I know a little bit about it." Meng Sangyu lowered his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable. This man's distressed expression was too real.

　　"You don't need me. I have already sent extra manpower to search the muddy beach. If I find him, I will notify you as soon as possible." He put his arm around the woman's shoulders, his heart feeling cold. No wonder Sang Yu was so obedient and enthusiastic, it turned out that he was seeking something from himself! It doesn't matter if you ask for something from yourself, but what scares you most is that she has no desires and demands, and doesn't even give her a chance.

　　His cold heart warmed up again. He lowered his head and used the tip of his tongue to trace the delicate lines of the woman's lips.

　　"Your Majesty, the time has come. It's time for me to go and pay my respects to the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother has returned to the palace for the first time in ten years. Due to illness, I have been exempted from paying my respects in the morning. It would be inappropriate if I don't go there in the evening." Meng Sangyu let him lick her for a while. , glanced at the hourglass in the temple, and reminded softly.

　　"The little thing who burns bridges when crossing rivers!" Emperor Wu of Zhou used his teeth to grind her delicate lower lip, with a look of helplessness on his face, but the deep love in his eyes was unmistakable.

　　Meng Sangyu's cheeks were flushed just right. After three years in the palace, she knew when to laugh, when to cry, when to be shy, and she could master thousands of styles and postures at her fingertips. She is a natural deceiver without emotion.

　　"Go." Emperor Wu of Zhou sighed, stood up with her in his arms, and carefully arranged her wrinkled clothes and skirts, as if he had practiced his intimate and natural manner thousands of times. That strangely familiar feeling came again.

　　"I, my concubine, retire." Meng Sangyu bowed and saluted.

　　"Wait a minute, this tastes really strong, give it to me." The man's slender index finger pointed towards her waist.

　　Meng Sangyu lowered his head and saw a newly sewn sachet, exuding a faint fragrance of plum blossoms. "I will make one for the emperor one day with my own hands." She took off the sachet and spoke in a very knowledgeable manner.

　　"Okay." Emperor Zhou Wu smiled, and his smile was unexpectedly hearty.

　　Meng Sangyu also smiled slightly, and went to Cining Palace with Chang Xi's attentive service. The man stood at the door of the palace, watching her back disappear completely around the corner before walking back to the palace.

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　　A group of concubines had already gathered in Cining Palace, most of them headed by Shen Huiru. There were also a few disfavored concubines sitting quietly in a corner of the side hall, appearing to be distinct from each other. Before she ascends to the throne, Shen Huiru already has the potential to dominate the harem. It's no wonder that the fake emperor gave her all the Queen's seals and asked her to take charge of the Sixth Palace. Everyone thought that her position as queen was certain.

　　When Meng Sangyu came in, Shen Huiru didn't know who she had listened to, but she was hiding her face and laughing softly. All the concubines were trying to make fun of each other, and they were talking and laughing.

　　"I have seen the Concubine Virtue." When the concubines saw her stepping in, they quickly stood up and bowed their knees to salute. Shen Huiru sat firmly on top, staring at her with dim eyes, her unmoving posture showing her strength.

　　Grasshopper after Autumn~ Meng Sangyu looked back and smiled contemptuously. Shi Shiran walked up to her and asked the palace servants to move a chair for her to sit down. So what if you are in charge of palace affairs, or if you hold the Queen's seal? In terms of status, you are still below me.

　　Everyone could understand her silent provocation, and the hall was silent. Shen Huiru clenched her hands into fists, tightening them and then loosening them, then loosening them and tightening them again. After all, she still remembered that this was Cining Palace, which did not allow her to be presumptuous. Finally, she smiled and lowered her head to hide the flash of murderous intent in her eyes.

　　The air was a little stagnant. After a while, Grandma Jin opened the bead curtain and invited the concubines to visit the main hall. This broke the gloomy atmosphere in the venue.

　　The Queen Mother was sitting at the top, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a solemn look on her face, her gaze was enough to make people feel more stressed, and her majestic appearance immediately compared Shen Huiru's fake phoenix to the bottom of the mud.

　　The muscles on Shen Huiru's face were a little stiff, revealing her fear of the Queen Mother. Seeing Nian Ci at the Queen Mother's side winking at her quickly, she immediately felt at ease. For now, just endure it for ten more days. After ten days, whether it is the court or the harem, she will have the final say.

　　The Queen Mother looked at her lightly, her face neither happy nor angry, and even her eyes were very calm. After everyone had finished the ceremony, she first looked at Meng Sangyu, her serious expression slightly softened, "How is the emperor's injury?"

　　"Back to the Queen Mother, she is a little better than yesterday. She will be able to take charge of the government in five or six days." Meng Sangyu did not want to make fun of her, let alone please her. She explained very simply.

　　The Queen Mother's face became softer, and she took her hand and sat down beside her, but ignored Shen Huiru. This woman was going to suffer the consequences soon, and she didn't need to waste looks on her.

　　The faces of the concubines were very exciting, and they all looked at Shen Huiru with subtle eyes. The Empress Dowager obviously preferred Concubine De, and the Emperor felt guilty towards the Empress Dowager. With the Empress Dowager interfering, it was not certain who would take the post.

　　Shen Huiru lowered her eyes and smiled, the old god was there. But soon, a woman with disheveled hair and a haggard face broke in and broke her calmness.

　　The woman waved away the palace attendants around her like crazy, and threw herself at the Queen Mother's feet. A thin cheek emerged from her messy hair, and it turned out to be Concubine Li who was imprisoned in the cold palace.

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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