The Gilded Cage

In the Hall of Liangyi, the Empress Dowager Qi sat alone on the main seat, smiling at the people below, kind and calm.

She has always lived simple and clean all these years, never indulging. Even on her birthday, she only tasted one sip of each delicacy, and she only drank three cups of wine, which was replaced by tea.

Seeing that many young people have been drinking slightly, she still has clear eyes.

"Queen Mother, Liu Niang is back." Seeing Qi Chenxiang came back from changing clothes, the maid beside her walked quickly to remind her in the ear of the Queen Mother.

The Empress Dowager Qi said "Well", without moving her eyelids, she calmly took a sip from her teacup.

She saw that Qi Chenxiang did not come back after performing the dance, so she guessed what happened to her and let people go and see, she knew that she had met Zhao Erniang in the back.

She was not in a hurry, let alone to interrupt, she just waited patiently.

After a while, Qi Chenxiang returned to his seat, sat down silently, but looked at the aunt on the side from time to time, as if hesitated to talk.

"Okay, just say what you want. Why be detained in front of me." The Queen Mother Qi put down the tea cup and waved to her niece. Can't help but worry."

Although she has a kind face, she has always been strict with others. Only this youngest niece, who has been educated for many years, has always loved her.

Qi Chenxiang bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, then slowly stepped forward, sat down next to her aunt, and said in a low voice: "My aunt must have known it. I just met Zhao Erniang and said a few words to her..."

She then finished Zhao Yu'e's words.

After listening to the Queen Mother Qi, she glanced at her expression of grievance and dissatisfaction, she couldn't help but sighed, shook her head and said: "You, I said you are young, and sure enough, you still can't hold your breath. What is the second mother of the Zhao family? Identity, it’s worth your anger for her? She’s right. If you want to marry the emperor, you have to endure and endure other women, so you can live comfortably. Besides, with your father and me, who Can I get past you?"

Qi Chenxiang was stunned, and couldn't help looking up at his aunt: "But for marriage, just a name is enough?"

She was puzzled. Whether it’s her father or the queen mother, they all seem to think that her marriage to the emperor and becoming a queen can not only stabilize the position of the Qi family, but also the best destination for her in her life.

But she always feels that the relationship between men and women should not be based solely on status and status. If a husband and wife want to get married, they must also be emotionally harmonious. There are really women in this world who can completely and willingly let their husbands and other women. Close?

The smile on Mrs. Qi's back faded a little.

She was silent for a moment and whispered: "People's hearts are changeable, and power and position are the most reliable. People have a long way to go in this life. Only if they can laugh until the end, they are the winners."

Qi Chenxiang opened her mouth and wanted to say something more seemingly, but after all she nodded obediently without saying more.

...

In the secluded side hall, Xiao Kezhi stroked the smooth skin that was close at hand by the dim light inch by inch.

The rough texture brought by the thick calluses on the palms and fingertips came from the back, which made Chu Ning tremble gently against the door frame.

"You temptress, so shameless!" He pulled a ribbon on her shoulder and made a mark between her skin and flesh, but he did not pull it down. Say that I asked you to come?"

He suddenly held her waist with both hands, held her in front of him, and pushed her to the side of the couch to hold her firmly, preventing her from moving.

"You usually serve my nephew in the East Palace like this?"

He spoke quite a bit of gnashing his teeth, and the palm of her arm could not help but exert a slight force, and the blue veins on her forehead were jumping abruptly.

"No, only Your Majesty." At this moment, Chu Ning no longer cunningly dealt with him as before, only softly following his heart and saying words that can comfort him. After all, she still remembers what she did today. What, "Uncle Six, my niece has something to say--"

Not only did she want to seek asylum, but she also wanted him to rehabilitate her father. She wanted to use the sharp blade in his hand to make Xiao Yu have to confess and confess the sin he had committed.

Only by speaking out and getting his reaction can she feel at ease.

However, Xiao Kezhi seemed to have made up his mind and would not listen. Before she could continue speaking, he lowered his head and pressed her lips to kiss fiercely.

The rest of the words were stuck in the mouth and it was difficult to come out.

She was a little dizzy in her mind by the kiss, and her eyes gradually blurred, and she felt that the person in front of her had turned into the gray wolf he had raised, stepping her under her body firmly, biting her prey and eating her. Into the abdomen.

No matter what, she has to go through it anyway, since she is willing to go out, she is not afraid of sooner or later.

Thinking of this, she simply stood up and sent herself to his mouth, and responded enthusiastically.

While rubbing, this side hall, which was originally a little lonely and cold because of no one, ignited hot and scorching temperature, which caused people to breathe harder and blood vessels.

Chu Ning's slender arm climbed on his solid arm, and while trying to raise his head, he fumbled to unbutton his clothes.

But this kind of enthusiasm, on the contrary, seemed to touch Xiao Kezhi's inverse scales.

He remembered the pain of the previous torture, and his heart suddenly filled with anger. Today, he is here to avenge!

He licked his lips, straightened up his upper body, dragged her restless little hand from his clothes button, and took out two familiar things from his arms and gently shook them in front of her eyes.

"Remember this thing?"

Chu Ning glanced at the two identical lotus-patterned silk kerchiefs with watery eyes, and her lips filled with cheeks couldn't help but smile: "It turns out that the emperor's uncle is still holding his nephew's kerchief next to his body. "

Xiao Kezhi condescendingly looked at her natural fascination that was completely opposite to the dignity she had when wearing the outer robe, and bursts of relief passed through his heart.

"You have worked hard to give it to me, I will naturally keep it." A smile of unknown meaning flashed across his handsome and deep face, and then he twisted her wrists back and cut them back.

Of the two silk paws, one was forced into her mouth by him so that she could no longer speak, and the other was used to firmly bind her two wrists.

She was lying horizontally on the couch, her back-tied posture forced her to straighten up her upper body. The smooth silk glowed like a pearl in the candlelight, and her long black hair was scattered on the couch, which further reflected her graceful body.

He put his hands on both sides of her cheeks, bowed his head and looked at the beauty in front of him carefully, his voice was hoarse: "Today, I will rub your temper."

...

The banquet in the main hall continued. Empress Dowager Qi had already returned to the Baifu Hall due to fatigue, and the young girl's family had also left the table. The rest of the people were relieved of their restraints, and became more and more riotous.

In the other side hall, Cuihe stayed quietly outside, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo coming from outside, only feeling very far away.

The hands she squeezed together were full of cold sweat, thinking of Chu Ning, who had been out for an unknown period of time, not only hoped that she could come back soon, but also hoped that the sleepy Xiao Yu would wake up later, at least, as if she was drunk and fell asleep. The whole hour is good.

However, Xiao Yu did not meet her wishes.

Probably because today's sober soup was boiled by the palace in Tai Chi Palace, he drank a few more sips, and only half an hour later, he woke up leisurely, lying on the couch and calling out "A Ning" twice.

Cuihe was startled suddenly, hurriedly stepped inside, and whispered softly: "His Royal Highness is awake, do you want to drink tea?"

At this moment, Xiao Yu had a splitting headache and vaguely agreed with a vague "Uh", but when he saw that the person who helped him up was Cuihe, he became a little clearer in his mind, frowning and asked, "Where is Aning?"

He was a bit drunk before, and couldn't remember what happened. After a moment, he remembered that he seemed to have been helped here, and that Chu Ning was still with him at that time.

Cuihe's heart trembled, thinking of Chu Ning's explanation before leaving, while pouring a cup of warm tea, and calmly saying: "The lady just guarded your Highness, but suddenly the bracelet she was wearing today fell on the road, so she personally I went to find it."

Xiao Yu endured the dizziness and pain in his head, drank two sips of tea, and was rather impatient: "Why does she need to find a bracelet in a small amount?"

Cuihe lowered his eyes to take the tea cup and put it aside, and whispered: "The servant girl wanted to find her for the lady, but the lady said that it was a gift from her highness. She should go in person. This made the servant girl stay and guard her."

Xiao Yu was dizzy. After listening to her, it took a long time to remember the white jade bracelet of mutton that Chu Ning wore on his wrist today. It seemed that he had actually given her to her last year, and then I felt that little unhappy in my heart. Fade slowly.

"Fine, what time is it now?"

"It's about three quarters to Hai's hour." There was no engraving in the room, and Cuihe had no choice but to answer, feeling more anxious.

At this time, the two waiters who had returned to the East Palace to fetch the clothes had returned, and they were still holding a food box containing congee and vegetables in their hands.

Cuihe asked the two to come in and said at him: "The lady ordered someone to prepare clean clothes and porridge for your Royal Highness. Your Royal Highness might as well use some. If you are in a hurry to see the lady, the slave servant will call the lady back."

"You go." Xiao Yu sat up on the couch and waved at her without looking up.

With permission, Cuihe bowed his body and walked out slowly. After closing the door, he hurriedly took a shortcut and walked towards the Yiqiu Gate on the west side.

...

The only red candle in the room was blown out by the wind entering through the crack of the door, and only a few wisps of blue smoke were gradually engulfed by the darkness.

Chu Ning was lying on his back on the couch, feeling extremely impatient.

She had been tortured with sweat, her breathing was unstable, and tears filled her eyes. It seemed that she was about to overflow in the next moment, but her mouth was blocked by silk paw again, except for a low pleading whimper. Other voices.

Xiao Kezhi was really patient. He tried his best to tease her, but never broke the bottom line. Even the shabby clothes were hung messily on her body. Even if she endured the pain, she wouldn't let her get anything. Satisfy.

He is like a general on the battlefield who has clearly won. In order to make a shame, he still has to tease the prisoners who have lost their helmets and armors before he will give up.

"I remember your girl's name is Aning?" He leaned down to speak, with one hand resting on the back of her head and the other under her skirt making a mess, his voice was particularly hoarse.

Chu Ning couldn't speak, let alone think about the jerky from time to time in his slightly rough movements, only sobbing and nodding in tears.

"Good Aning." He kissed the corner of her wet eyes and asked with the tip of her nose, "Are you wrong?"

She can only nod helplessly.

He stretched out his hand and took away the silk paw from her mouth, bringing a piece of sticky and wet, "Tell the emperor, what's wrong?"

"Aning was wrong. I shouldn't provoke the emperor several times. Aning will not dare anymore." She said sadly with red eyes, no longer the cunning that she used to provoke him.

"Good boy." He finally smiled satisfied, and slowly untied the other veil that was tied to her wrist.

At this moment, there were a few very short knocks from outside the room, and a servant said in a low voice: "Everyone, someone has just reported, and the Prince is awake."