[1]The Consort is Both Charming and Scheming, Rising Through Palace Intrigue

Xiao Yu picked up a spoon and took a taste. After looking at the bowl, he said in a warm voice, "It tastes very good, sweet but not greasy, and cold."

He looked at Ning Shuyan, who looked happy. She smiled sweetly and said, "It's good that the emperor likes it."

Xiao Yu looked at the fine sweat on her forehead and said in her heart: "It's so hot that you came here in person. Just ask the palace maid to send it here."

Ning Shuyan bit the corner of her mouth, her eyes were full of water, and she whispered, "I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Why didn't Xiao Yu know that he hadn't seen her for a long time? He just wants to calm his mind. As the emperor, he can't indulge in women.

It's okay not to see her. Now when she comes, she can't stand up for no reason. After all, she has nothing wrong.

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand to hold her hand, but Ning Shuyan suddenly shrank his hand behind her.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Ning Shuyan shook her head, lowered her eyelids and said, "No, nothing."

Xiao Yu's eyes were slightly dark, and his tone was a little stern: "Get out."

Ning Shuyan slowly stretched out her hand and saw that her middle finger was gray and swollen, as if she was about to blister. Her hands are delicate and white, and the scars are more obvious.

Xiao Yu frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with this? Just to make this dessert?"

Ning Shuyan pulled her hand out of Xiao Yu's palm, and her cold and slender nails gently stroked his palm. She said softly, "I accidentally burned it. It's okay, and it doesn't hurt."

Xiao Yu said softly, "In the future, just leave these things to the cook. Why do you have to work so hard? It's hard to look at this dessert, right?"

Ning Shu's words were light and long, and his voice was clear: "Although the cooking skills of the concubine are not as good as those of the imperial restaurant, their heart is incomparable. Besides, it is also appropriate for me to do this.

Xiao Yu glanced at the wound on her hand again, asked her to sit down, and told Yang An, "Go and get the best burn cream in the warehouse."

Yang An quickly answered and soon brought a delicate small box. He left the hall with interest again.

Xiao Yu opened the box and was about to give her medicine. Ning Shuyan quickly stopped her and said, "Your Majesty, you are the king of a country. How can you personally give medicine to the concubine? The concubine can go back to the Yue Pavilion and let the palace maids give medicine."

Xiao Yu didn't say anything, but just applied the ointment to her fingers. Holding her hand, it seemed that her hand was more delicate and smooth. Her eyes glanced up, and her eyes just fell on her curvy neck. Xiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at her smiling face. Her smile was as warm as cool as summer. Refreshing and comfortable breeze.

Xiao Yu unconsciously followed with a warm smile: "Why are you so happy after being injured?"

Ning Shuyan's eyes were as clear as water, and there was still unconcealed joy: "I was injured, but I was honored to be drugged by the emperor himself. I am happy."

Xiao Yu's eyebrows were stained with a layer of softness. He pinched her palm and pretended to be sneering, "I put honey in my mouth."

Ning Shuyan's eyes turned slightly, and the tail of her eyes gently turned up, which made her look a little charming. She suddenly kissed Xiao Yu's thin lips, and the warmth and softness in her mouth.

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, feeling her gentle provocation, his breathing immediately became hot, and his hands did not feel free to wander in front of her.

After a while, Ning Shuyan withdrew her lips and looked at Xiao Yu: "The emperor wants to taste it before he knows whether there is honey in his mouth."

The heat all over Xiao Yu's body suddenly stopped like this. Looking at her delicate red lips, there were waves in her heart, and she couldn't help rolling her throat.

For a moment, his eyes darkened slightly and he said in a low voice, "You know, no one in this harem is as presumptuous as you!"

He has never liked women kissing his lips. Concubine Zhuang and Concubine Rong knew it, so they didn't challenge his bottom line.

Ning Shuyan showed a trace of grievance in her eyes. She slowly lowered her eyes and got up and said, "I just had a sudden mind. I knew my mistake, so I went back to the palace to reflect."

After saying that, she turned around and hooked the corners of her mouth without leaving a trace, and walked out without hesitation.

"Come here!"

When he walked into the hall, Xiao Yu's voice sounded, and there was some coldness in the domineering.

Ning Shuyan turned around timidly. Before she walked to Xiao Yu, she saw Yang An shouting at the door of the hall, "Your Majesty, Concubine Rong sent a palace maid to urge her. When will you go there?"

Xiao Yu's heart stopped. After just a moment, he almost forgot that today was Concubine Rong's birthday.

Hearing this, Ning Shuyan was blessed with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. He said softly, "The emperor is actually going to the palace of Concubine Rong. The concubine will leave first."

Xiao Yu's face was a little unnaturally stiff, and she said, "Concubine Rong's birthday, I promised to accompany her at night."

Ning Shuyan nodded and said, "Yes, the emperor, go quickly. Don't let Concubine Rong wait in a hurry."

After saying that, she didn't linger and walked out with a smile.

Xiao Yu watched the purple figure gradually disappear. He suddenly found that the woman was not only good-looking, but also good-natured. If she were the concubine next to her, she would have been dissatisfied knowing that she was going somewhere else.

That is...

He touched his lips with his hands, which were still a little warm. He turned his eyes to look at the dessert on the table and ate it one by one.

Ning Shuyan left the Zhaochen Hall. Along the way, she couldn't help panicking. The Lanyue Pavilion was already far away from the Zhaochen Hall, and it took a long walk. Even if she hit the fan hard, the wind was still hot.

After staying up to one of the nine concubines, she could take a sedan chair, and she didn't have to walk so far back to the palace on such a hot day.

Ziqi also fanned for Ning Shuyan and said, "I thought that you would stay in the Zhaochen Hall tonight, little master."

Ning Shuyan wiped the sweat between her forehead with a handkerchief: "How can it be? Today is Concubine Rong's birthday. The emperor will go to the Qiulan Palace no matter what."

"Then the little master, you still try your best to cook for the emperor, and you still go back and forth on such a hot day."

Ning Shuyan smiled meaningfully at the corner of her mouth and said in a voice that only two people could hear clearly, "I want to go in my heart, and I have to go, which are two two things."

Admiring a beautiful woman is like eating delicious fruit. If it is too easy to come, you will not miss it again after eating it. If it's the delicious food you've been longing for, you finally get what you want, and that feeling is different.

Since ancient times, few men have been able to escape from women's "waist to seize the old".