The Gilded Cage

Outside the song station, Chu Ning was about to quietly return to the banquet with Cuihe, but under the shadow of the corner, there was a low voice suddenly.

"His Royal Highness—His Royal Highness, please stay!"

This sound was familiar, Chu Ning thought for a while, and immediately remembered that it was an attendant who carried her into the Temple of Ganlu on the previous night in the East Palace.

She stopped hurriedly and walked around the corner.

Fortunately, fireworks will be set off in a while, and the guests stayed at the song station looking forward to it, and almost no one came here.

"I don't know what's the matter with the internal officer?" She asked Cuihe to watch here, and she took the servant for two steps to a darker place, only to find that there were three people behind him, as if there was something important.

The servant was embarrassed and asked the person behind with a suit of clothes to come over, hesitatingly explained: "His Royal Highness, this, this, please change your clothes, the saint is waiting in Zhongming Pavilion..."

Chu Ning was taken aback, and carefully looked at the clothing in front of him through the faint light, only to realize that it was actually the dress of a maid in the palace!

Regardless of how bold she is and how to let go, she can't help blushing.

She has naturally heard that some powerful people love to play different tricks in the room, and it is not surprising that women pretend to be someone like an actress.

But she never expected that Xiao Kezhi would let her do such a thing at this time! There are so many eyes looking outside, and if you are not careful, your identity will be exposed.

As the emperor, he naturally didn't have so much scruples, but she, the prince princess, had to be cautious. If it happened, countless people would blame her.

This is obviously he deliberately teased her.

There was a chill on her back, she lowered her head and bit her lip without saying a word. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out her hand, took the clothes, and went into the dark room next to her to change her clothes.

She never embarrassed herself, let alone troubled herself. She saw the relationship with him clearly from the beginning, and each took what she needed. Since he was the superior, she had to recognize her identity. As long as there was hope to achieve her goal, she didn't care about anything else.

The few waiters waiting outside looked at each other. They always felt that the princess had misunderstood something.

After a while, Chu Ning came out of the dark room, took the drapery offered by one of them, and put on it, completely covering his face, and then dressed up as a maid, a delicate and pretty little palace lady, no one would recognize it. It is hard to tell that she is the dignified and beautiful Crown Princess Chu.

The servants huddled her in the middle and hurriedly walked towards the Zhongming Pavilion. Before stepping into the pavilion, one of them whispered in her ear: "Your Highness, forgive your sins. The saint only asks your Highness to come, this suit It was Superintendent Liu who made the preparations. I was really afraid of being seen by others, so I had to make the best move..."

She stopped and wanted to ask another question, but Liu Kang who was guarding inside had already walked over quickly, muttering in a low voice "offend, it's counted," while leading the waiters out, closing the door from the outside.

I'm afraid something really happened.

Suspicions flashed in her heart, she glanced up at the steps in front of her, gritted her teeth and climbed up step by step.

On the second floor, the candlelight was dim, and beside the screen, a spacious low couch was placed not far from the window. Several cases on the couch had been removed, leaving only a few soft cushions.

The tall and burly man sat on the couch with his eyes closed and rested, with a face hidden in the shadows. He couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see the tightness of his whole body from the action of holding on to the armrest beside him.

The window beside the couch was slightly open, and the noise of laughter and singing and dancing underneath passed into the pavilion without any hindrance.

But this hot room seemed to be covered with an invisible tulle to filter out all the noisy sounds. There was a strange silence between the two sitting and standing.

About hearing the sound of the wooden steps, Xiao Kezhi slowly got up from the couch, his hazy face was finally exposed to the candlelight, and a pair of red-blooded eyes looked aside.

"Who? Get out!"

His voice was hoarse to the extreme, as if desperately suppressing something. Although there was a strange flush on his face, his eyes were full of anger, which made people fearful.

He asked Liu Kang to bring "her", the old thing probably didn't understand at all, so he got him a maid casually!

His mind was entangled in chaos by the wisp of ecstasy, but he could see that it was not "she" in front of him, and he still subconsciously resisted.

But the "handmaid" did not panic back, but calmly approached step by step.

"Get out!" He yelled, breathing heavily, "You—"

Before he finished speaking, a breeze blew in from the window, lifting a corner of the tulle on the veil.

A beautiful and familiar face flashed past his eyes and stopped his movements.

"Your Majesty, it's Aning." She said softly, kneeling down on the footrest beside the couch, putting one hand lightly on his knee.

"Onion ..."

He stretched out the tulle on the veil and stroked her white jade face. The chaotic clouds in his mind gathered for a while, and then dispersed.

"Aning..."

He called again, pulling her up instinctively, letting her sit on his lap, the tulle hanging down, covering her face again.

"Why are you dressed like this?" He squeezed her shoulders with one hand, and stroked her face through the tulle with the other. His body was tight, and his hoarse voice was full of scorching heat, as if he could swallow her alive in the next moment.

"If you don't become a maid, how can Aning dare to come up? I don't dare to be recognized..." She also reached out and stroked his cheek, her cool fingertips touched his hot face, causing him to sigh, "Your Majesty What's going on here?"

After waiting for a long time, at this moment the beauty was finally in his arms. He breathed a sigh of relief, as if the land of the rainy rains had been in a long period of time, and no longer suppressed himself, he simply stood up with her thin waist and slammed her against the window. On the pillar, bit her lips through the tulle: "What's wrong with me, don't you know? Wearing the dress of a maid, why don't you serve me well?"

She was bitten by him and whispered, then caressed the back of his neck like a soothing, intermittently but whispered softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Aning... This will serve your Majesty..."

As she spoke, she slid her hand along his neck and into the placket.

He froze and couldn't help but grab her wrist as if he was about to pull the hand away, but in the end he pressed her tighter.

Outside the window, fireworks soared up amidst the cheers of the crowd, and exploded in the dark, like blooming flowers, projecting bursts of dazzling light.

The tulle was lifted again, and he looked down at her and saw the brilliant fireworks reflected in her moist and bright eyes.

"Onion ..."

Another whisper overflowed from his lips and quickly drowned in the noise.

He couldn't help leaning over to kiss the clusters of fireworks in her eyes, and the embankment built high in his heart seemed to have been swept away by the silent wave.

…

Unlike the jubilation at the banquet, the vicinity of the side hall is still sparsely populated and looks a bit lonely.

Zhao Yu'e pinpointed the time and estimated that it had been nearly two moments since the emperor had entered the hall, and the effect of the ecstatic incense must have taken place, and only then did she head towards the neighborhood alone.

Her heart was pounding, and the closer she got, the more nervous she was, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she clearly saw that the servants of the imperial court were still standing respectfully outside the hall.

It seems that the emperor is still inside.

She took a deep breath, put on an expression of panic and aggrieved, rushed to the door, crying: "Your Majesty, you have something to see, Yu Niang!"

Several servants looked at each other one after another, and pretended to stop them.

"Ms. Zhao, the saint is still resting, don't bother you rashly."

Zhao Yu'e's eyes flashed, and he simply knelt on the ground and called out: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Yu Niang's brother has a memorandum to present to your Majesty!"

She had a plan in her heart, if the incense worked, Xiao Kezhi should let her in at this time.

But there was no sound from the hall.

On the contrary, the two servants at the door no longer stop her, but say coldly: "Is Lady Zhao all considered good?"

Zhao Yu'e was shocked, but still maintained the original expression on his face, without revealing any flaws: "Why do the two internal officials say so?"

The two looked at each other and didn't explain much. They directly picked her up and sent her into the hall.

"Ms. Zhao, I'm sorry, the saint is no longer in the temple. If Ms. Zhao really wants to see the saint, you might as well wait patiently here."

After all, without waiting for her response, she directly closed the door tightly from the outside.

Zhao Yu'e fell to the ground and looked around, but he didn't see a half-person figure, which made him really flustered.

…

At the banquet on the song platform, countless princes and nobles all stood in the middle, looking up at the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky, cheering.

Fireworks are born out of flying fire. Flying fire is often used to siege cities, and its power is huge, far better than ordinary fire attacks. Because of the existence of this weapon, countless countries and tribes around the country are afraid of Great Liang.

Setting off fireworks during the New Year is not only to create a lively and lively atmosphere, but also to take the opportunity to let the envoys see the prosperity and strength of the great coolness, so as to play a deterrent effect.

Especially this year, I changed the new monarch, even more need Liwei. Rao is one of Xiao Ke's Guan Jianpu, and he also specifically urged that the fireworks show should be more grand than in previous years.

At this time, the night sky was shining brightly, and the stars fell like rain, making everyone amazed, and they were all in awe.

However, in the crowd, a maid hurried past, stopped by Qi Chenxiang, and muttered in a low voice: "Lady, Zhao Erniang has entered the saint's side hall!"

The smile on Qi Chenxiang's face froze, and he immediately turned his head and asked, "When did it happen?"

"Just now!" The maid spoke with some panting, apparently hurriedly rushing to report, "When the slave and maid heard the news, they rushed to tell the lady!"

Royal Dianwai, this no one will dare to deliberately stay too long, you can call Zhao Yue had just happened a few times is not small, as if intentionally striking like, and that makes a lot of people watched her enter the house, but also watched The door was closed.

She was a young and beautiful widow, weeping into the hall, the emperor was a **** man, if nothing would happen, I am afraid no one would believe it.

After listening to the maid's account, Qi Chenxiang's smile finally faded completely.

She remembered what the Queen Mother said to her and knew that she didn't have to waste too much emotion on Zhao Yu'e, but she couldn't help being angry when she heard about such a thing.

She doesn’t like Zhao Yu’e’s shameless mannerism, nor does she like her future prince’s willingness to get close to other women like this. What’s more, she doesn’t like all kinds of hypnosis that the people around her constantly instill in her. Generally speaking—

She is an ordinary little lady, why should she be so angry? Is it just because she has always been humble and generous, polite and polite?

She bit her lip and glanced at the empty seat of the Empress Dowager Qi, only to feel the frustration, she had to ask on the spot.

But after taking two steps, not far away, an envoy of the Western Regions suddenly threw himself on his knees in the direction of Chongming Pavilion, and shouted: "Your Majesty! The great power of the Great Liang is prosperous and prosperous, so I and the other vassals are admired. Endless! I would like to have a great cold and listen to your majesty's dispatch!"

When his voice fell, several envoys around him exchanged glances, and they knelt down one after another, bowing their heads and praising them for a while.

The purpose of this is already a fireworks reached.

The princes and nobles were attracted by the movement here, and then looked up to the Chongming Pavilion, calling out "Your Majesty Sage".

Calling ten million sound one after another, the upper Shigeaki Court slightly open window was completely open from the inside, the inside of the side hall in Xiao Ke's impressively stood in the window, against everyone's eyes burst glance, awe-inspiring majesty, it is I could not help but hold your breath.

But in his arms, he was still holding a delicate woman in a maid dress.