When entering the palace, you can bring two rings.

Xia Ling brought early spring and early summer from the Lingguo Mansion, these two maids, loyalty can be guaranteed, and they also know some medical skills and daughter scriptures.

Jieyu can have three big palace maids by her side.

In addition to early spring and early summer, Xia Ling found another well-connected palace maid in the palace, promoted her, and named her Chuqiu.

Spring, summer and autumn, there is only one winter left, and you have to wait for Xia Ling's position to rise again, become a concubine, and sit firmly on the throne of the first house.

*

At night, Xia Ling took a flower bath and took care of it from head to toe under the service of the palace people.

It's just that according to the rules of the palace, the concubine has to put some incense powder, and she has to put some yizi (pork fat paste) on her black hair to make her black hair black and shiny.

Xia Ling didn't like it, so he directly gave up these two things.

She let her black hair fall behind her, her long hair was black and moist, slightly soft, very beautiful like satin, and she didn't need to be sticky and greasy.

And the incense powder ......

Ling Wangxi has a faint fragrance of lotus flowers on her body, which is brought out of the womb, and she is usually not discovered, only when she is close......

In the past, Ji Yuan liked the body fragrance of the original owner very much.

Now, instead of being a demon king, that interest is in the same vein, Xia Ling has nourished this body with spiritual power, when she sweats and moves, the fragrance must be longer, of course she will like it more.

All the preparations were made, Xia Ling was ready.

She wore an outer robe on the outside, but not so cumbersome on the inside.

I only wore a layer of middle clothes, with a jade-colored lotus belly pocket inside, and white profane pants on the bottom.

The long palace skirt obscured her inner outfit.

As the night deepens, lanterns hang outside Chunhua Palace.

Until the moon rose in the middle of the sky, it was about ten o'clock in the night, and Ji Yuan and the palace people finally came late.

*

Xia Ling listened to the palace people's singing.

Arrived at the gate of the palace to greet him.

The man was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and from between the deep palace walls, he sat on the royal chariot.

The lights on both sides were dim, and the man's face was hidden in the night, and it was impossible to see it really.

Xia Ling glanced at it and didn't dare to look more.

After a while, the royal chariot fell, and the man in the bright yellow dragon robe walked towards her.

"I've seen the emperor."

Xia Lingfu body.

She lowered her head, and only smelled a hint of rich ambergris, which shrouded her from far and near in front of her.

This smell, in the small building near the lake, Xia Ling also smelled it from Fu Qingshan.

Therefore, even if there is no hint of 'a tree blooming flowers', Xia Ling can still find the clues, but the time is a little late.

"Get up." Ji Yuan Road.

His slightly cool hand naturally held Xia Ling's hand, and he was not unfamiliar at all.

Xia Ling's body showed stiffness at the right time, and she lowered her face slightly, giving Ji Yuan a side face at just the right angle, so that he could see the corners of her mouth that were secretly raised.

This is a sudden look of being close to your sweetheart, happy but nervous.

Ji Yuan's thin lips were raised, and his eyes were gloomy.

*

He took her into the palace.

Early spring and early summer want to come and serve men to undress.

"Stand down." Ji Yuan said lightly.

The palace gate was closed, and only Xia Ling and Ji Yuan remained.

Ji Yuan stretched out his hand to grab Xia Ling's waist, his eyes were pale and his thin lips were smiling.

"Aifei, why are you nervous?"

"Concubine ......" bit her lip lightly, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a significant scarlet in her pale face, she was bold and raised her eyes to look at the man.

The eyes were cold and full of genuine affection.

"The concubine is pleased with the saint, and she is overjoyed."