Spring Banquet

When Liu Yunlie and Jiang Xuanjin were fighting on the outskirts of Beijing, Li Huailin borrowed wine to soothe their sorrows in Feng Yi.

He lost his troops, the situation was unstable, and his status was in jeopardy. Although Feng Yijun was still polite to him, his politeness was not like the flattery and respect that others had shown him before. He wanted to build the capital in Feng Yi, Feng Yijun blocked him back in a few words, making him very depressed.

The only thing that made him feel comfortable was probably that Concubine Ning was still with him. Li Huailin felt very relieved with her. Although Concubine Ning seemed to be worried, it did not prevent her from being considerate to him.

However, Concubine Ning was uncomfortable for the past two days and could not accompany her, so Wei Wei by his side took him to the dance hall. While drinking, watching a group of girls twist their waists and swing their sleeves.

With his eyes blurred, Li Huailin felt as if he had returned to the palace again. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, and what he vomited was the imperial decree that the world would dare not obey.

A thin waist squeezed into his arms, Li Huailin took it smoothly, and whispered: "Wan Wei."

The dancer was startled, then giggled, raising her sleeve to cover her face. Passing the wine cup to his lips: "Wanwei waits on the son to drink."

Zhang Yan laughed, Li Huailin drank the wine in her hand, pinched her chin, and kissed all the wine into the fragrant lips.

...

The lights were dim, Ning Wanwei stood in the courtyard of the palace and waited for a long time, but no one came back.

"Manny, you go in and rest!" The maid said worriedly, "The imperial doctor said that your body needs to be raised. It's heavy in the middle of the night, where can you stay long?"

The erratic mind returned to the cage, Ning Wanwei coughed slightly, and turned her head to ask her: "Your Majesty knows that there is something wrong with this palace?"

The palace maid bit her lip and nodded: "The royal doctor reported that she was unwell and could not accompany her, so your majesty went out."

Zhu Cui on her head trembled slightly, and she shook slightly as she swayed. Ning Wanwei looked down and couldn't help but remember when she first arrived at Feng Yi.

His Majesty also fell ill at that time. After all, he was a spoiled person. He was uncomfortable after traveling long distances, and the high fever continued. She waited on him by his side, sleeping on the small stool beside his bed, for five days in a row, without leaving a single step, so that he could see her every day when he opened his eyes, lest he feel at a loss in a strange place.

However, when she was sick, he didn't even want to come and see her.

Actually, one is the concubine and the other is the emperor. The concubine serves the emperor. How can anyone force the emperor to take care of the concubine? The emperor was young and had learned how to govern the country from others, but he never learned how to hurt others.

In other words, she felt that she didn't need to hurt. After all, she was two years older than him. She was considerate and considerate. There was no other concubine so pitiful and affectionate, and she had never acted spoiled with him.

She asked for it.

Entering the hall to lie down on the bed, Concubine Ning thought, she should take care of her illness and leave him alone for the time being.

I think so, but after lying down for an hour and hearing the movement of the emperor from outside, she couldn't help but prop up her body and go out to welcome her.

"His Majesty."

Li Huailin's drunk eyes were dim, he pulled her up and held her in his arms, rubbed her chin against her shoulder, and whispered, "I miss you so much."

Her heart warmed, Ning Wanwei felt that just his words, one word was enough, the resentment in her heart disappeared without a trace, and the corners of her mouth rose.

"Huh, why did you change your clothes?" Release her. Li Huailin looked up and down and said with a grin, "It's the one that looked good just now, with a small Yangliu waist and a skirt floating with bells."

Wei Wei stood beside him, winking at him again and again, but Li Huailin was really drunk and knew what he meant, so he pulled Concubine Ning into the main hall: "Come on, let's drink again!"

The place that had just warmed up was poured through a basin of ice water. Ning Wanwei stared at the emperor in front of her, her eyes touching the rouge on his lips and her pupils shrinking slightly.

"Niang Niang..." Wei Wei looked at her suddenly pale face, and quickly came up to explain, "Your Majesty just drank two more glasses..."

"Where did you drink it?" Ning Wanwei asked softly.

Wei Wei's face was flushed, and he said: "It's the nearby singing house..."

"You are so courageous!" Ning Wanwei turned around and scolded the emperor who had been walking forward. "That kind of place can also take your majesty down? What is your majesty's identity?"

Wei Wei wanted to say that if he used to, he wouldn't have gone there, but now the palace is gone, the honor guard is gone, so what if he just walked around in the nearby singing hall?

But looking at Concubine Ning's extremely angry appearance, he did not dare to say anything.

Li Huailin tried to leave, but couldn't move. He turned his head unhappily and looked at Ning Wanwei and said, "What are you fierce? Your daughter's family should be gentle, come and dance."

For the first time in her life, Ning Wanwei shook off the emperor's hand fiercely, with such a force that she could not stand still, and she was able to be held by the palace maid and coughed hard.

The night wind swept through, and Li Huailin shivered and suddenly became sober.

Wei Wei knelt in the courtyard. He stood leaning against the gate of the palace. Concubine Ning was standing three steps away from him, her coughing shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

"Ai Concubine?" Li Huailin realized that something was wrong, and stepped forward, "I... came back later."

Ning Wanwei trembled her lips and couldn't speak, but bowed her knees to salute him, and then returned to the side hall with the lady's hand.

"You..." Li Huailin wanted to catch up, but thought about it and found it absurd. They were imperial concubines, and they were not the couple of ordinary people. With so many people here, he is a dignified emperor, and he still needs to beg a concubine?

After holding back his steps, Li Huailin tilted his head, and calmly said to Wei Wei: "Go down, nothing serious."

"Yes." Wei Wei quickly retreated.

Looking at the side hall again, Li Huailin rubbed his eyebrows, and said to the servant: "Summon Concubine Ning here for me."

He is the emperor, can she hide it?

The waiter was newly mentioned on the road. It was more transparent than the previous one. He paused after hearing the words and whispered: "Your Majesty, the concubine has not recovered from a serious illness."

"So what?" Li Huailin snorted coldly before the alcohol was gone, "If I let her come, she must come."

"Yes." The waiter sighed as he bowed and exited. The emperor really does not pity people.

After half a stick of fragrance, Ning Wanwei knelt in front of Li Huailin. He sat on the chair and squinted at her: "Troublesome?"

She whispered: "The concubine dare not."

Is this still called dare? How gentle you were when you talked to him in the past. What is the tough tone right now? Li Huailin lifted his chin, his face looked angry, but he didn't speak any more, he just glanced at her from the corner of the light to see when she was willing to be soft.

However, Ning Wanwei remained on her knees like this, knelt until her eyes became pale, her body swayed, and she did not speak again.

Li Huailin woke up completely from the drunkenness, knocked on the table and asked her angrily: "Do you also think that I am weak, so you don't even have the patience to talk softly with me?"

Kneeling out of consciousness, Ning Wanwei stared blankly at the bluestone brick on the ground. I feel that this is coming from a long distance.

Soft words? If he had taken the initiative to visit her once in the past few days, and if there were no traces of mess on his body tonight, she would have said that even if his body was still uncomfortable, she would definitely coax him well.

But now she really has no strength. Even if he is angry, she can only lower her head: "The concubine dare not."

I dare not, dare nothing. He looked at her very dare! Li Huailin was furious, and started filming the case: "Kneel and go out and kneel, don't get in front of me!"

"Your Majesty." The maid and the maid next to them were shocked, subconsciously wanting to intercede.

"Who talks too much, who goes out and kneels with her!"

"..."

Xu Ye knew his temper too well, and Ning Wanwei didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She only kowtow at him and stood up with her sore legs.

"Niang Niang." The court lady gave her a red eye to help her. She shook her head and signaled that she was okay. She only pressed the weight of her body to her side and whispered: "Stay steady."

The maid nodded vigorously and supported her to leave the main hall.

Li Huailin looked at her back in silence, his face full of hostility.

The servant didn't dare to say anything next to him. Looking at the time, he was about to wait for the emperor to go to bed dishonestly, and that day would have passed. Who ever thought that as soon as he was about to speak, he heard the emperor ask: "Is she very sick?"

He took a deep breath in his heart, and the servant quickly replied: "The imperial doctor said that although there is no life worry, but she really suffers, the mother has been coughing constantly, and she just tried to endure it in front of you."

His complexion improved a bit, Li Huailin muttered in a low voice, "I am not feeling well, what is your temper towards me."

However, for this reason. He felt much better, and said in a low voice: "Let her go back and rest, just say I'm fine."

"Yes."

Ning Wanwei knelt in a daze. She didn't know what had happened. She was sent back to the side hall by the maid. In the next few days, she had a high fever, burned into a daze, and never got out of bed again. When the illness recovered, there was already a turmoil outside.

"I heard that Liu Duwei was defeated and was sent by Ziyang Jun to catch a turtle in an urn on the outskirts of Beijing. He ate five consecutive defeats. He couldn't keep up with the food and payment. The army broke up and took the remnants to flee." The maid whispered to her, "Your Majesty. I have been very busy in recent days, so I didn’t see you."

There is no need to see her even if she is not busy, let alone busy? Ning Wanwei nodded, dressed and changed her clothes, wanting to greet the emperor.

However, Li Huailin was furious in the main hall, everyone was at the door, and no one dared to enter.

"The stolen troops, I really thought it would turn the sky? I ruined my military talisman in vain! The military spirit is unstable. Why does he think he can fight Jiang Xuanjin? It's all right now, a defeat, a defeat!"

With a "boom", a vase hit the ground, followed by his roar: "Get out of here!"

Several civil servants and generals ran out of the main hall. Ning Wanwei took a look, but returned to her side hall.

"Your Majesty, Liu Yunlie is coming to Feng Yi." Bai Dezhong was the last to bite the bullet. He arched his hands and said, "Although he is defeated, he still holds an army of 60,000. For the sake of your majesty's safety, it is better to withdraw two more cities eastward."

Li Huailin said with a black face: "As an emperor, why should I avoid courtiers? The city of Feng Yi is strong enough to resist Liu Yunlie, and there are envoys around him to help. Wouldn't I humiliate the royal reputation if I retired?"

Bai De considered one or two. Said: "The minister's discussion is just in case. If your majesty feels it's okay, the minister will not say much."

After all, salute and retire.

He was left alone in the huge main hall. Li Huailin sat sullenly and felt really uncomfortable. He couldn't help but summoned his servant and asked him, "Is the imperial concubine sick yet?"

The servant replied: "I can get out of bed."

Why don't you come to see him if you can get out of bed? Li Huailin was a little annoyed, but considering that she was so sick, she must be in a bad mood, so she didn't care about her.

After finishing his dragon robe, he summoned the maid to tie his hair again, pretending to be fine, and went to the side hall.

"The concubines please peace to your majesty." Ning Wanwei bowed her knees and bowed.

There was some flesh before, but now there is really only a bone frame supporting the heavy palace skirt. Li Huailin frowned: "The Royal Chef didn't help you?"

"In reply to your majesty, make up, the meal is very delicious."

"Then why are you so thin?"

Folding her hands in front of her waist, Ning Wanwei said in a low voice: "Waiting is inevitable after a serious illness, thank you for your concern."

Who cares about her? Just ask casually. Li Huailin thought so in his heart, but couldn't help but look at her more.

Except for the two points with the portrait of the princess, Ning Wanwei is also a beautiful beauty, the more she looks, the more she looks. Just somehow, she seemed colder than before, and she didn't look at him secretly anymore.

Slightly unhappy, Li Huailin lowered his eyes and reached out to pull her hand.

Ning Wanwei let him pull it obediently, her fingers soft, and her burns were already clean. Li Huailin looked at her hand and remembered that this person hadn't taken the initiative to boil soup for him for a long time.

It's been a long, long time since I hummed a little song to him.

Feeling flustered inexplicably, he clenched her hand tightly, causing a cry of pain.

"His Majesty?"

Looking at her with scorching eyes, Li Huailin said, "The people in the palace used to say that you love me so much. But now, why doesn't anyone say?"

Ning Wanwei was startled, then smiled bitterly: "The concubine has been sick for more than half a month."

She rarely walks in front of him. Who would mention her to him?

Thinking about it, he wanted to come to the side hall to see her many times in the past half month, but the royal doctor refused, saying that it would endanger the dragon's body. He and her have not been so close for a long time.

Pursing lips, Li Huailin said, "I have been very uncomfortable recently."

If the former Ning Wanwei heard this, she would panic and ask him where he was uncomfortable, or what he wanted to eat. So he said this deliberately, trying to provoke her to be sympathetic.

However, the person in front of him did not lift his head, only said: "Please come and see the royal doctor."

Full of anticipation failed, Li Huailin was a bit at a loss.

She also drew her hand out, turned around and told the maid: "Xuan Yuyi."

The side hall with her is not as empty as the main hall, but without the peace of mind before. Li Huailin pressed her lips tightly, and finally realized that Ning Wanwei's indifference was because of him, not because of illness.

She seemed... disappointed in him.

Why are you disappointed? Li Huailin didn't know, he just thought it was ridiculous. She is a concubine, and the concubine has the duty that the concubine should perform, so how can he be indifferent to the emperor? With his will, he could take her life!

Thinking so fiercely in his heart, but still a little unwilling, Li Huailin got up, caught up to two steps, and grasped Concubine Ning's hand again.