"Your Majesty, since that's the case, why not bestow more favors on Zhen sister?" The empress smiled and glanced at Su Jinglian who had taken her seat, then turned to speak to Zheng Yong.

  Zong Zhengjin raised an eyebrow, "What did the Empress say?"

  "It's better to let Zhen sister serve tonight," the queen said, ignoring the puzzled glances of the crowd, still benevolent and seemingly thinking it was only natural.

  "The queen is indeed virtuous, I didn't misjudge her at first," the empress dowager said, not waiting for the emperor's response, and spoke out just as the queen finished speaking, her tone not hiding her sarcasm.

  The empress seemed to have expected this, her expression unchanged, and smiled faintly at Empress Dowager, "Your subject thanks the empress dowager for her praise. Fortunately, the empress dowager chose your subject from among thousands of people back then, which gave your subject the opportunity to sit here today."

  The queen seemed to have not heard the sarcasm and disdain in the empress dowager's words, but instead responded with a sincere gratitude for her praise, her magnanimity leaving everyone present speechless.

  The Empress Dowager put down the tea cup in her hand, "I didn't know that on New Year's Eve, the Empress didn't want the Emperor to stay overnight at the Kun Ning Palace, but instead had already reached this point of virtue and kindness."

  The queen still has a good temper, "the empress dowager always taught me that I should take the imperial descendants as important, now I am old and it is difficult to give birth to children, so naturally I should give more opportunities to my younger sisters."

  The Empress Dowager used the words of the Crown Prince to shut the Queen Mother's mouth, and the Queen Mother couldn't say much. Previously, she had withdrawn the attached sub-son soup for the concubines due to the importance of the imperial heir. Now if she says anything, it would be self-defeating.

  The empress dowager would not be so foolish, she hooked her mouth and did not respond, as if she had not heard.

  Zong Zhengjin spoke up in a timely manner, "Very well, let's follow what the Empress has said."

  A pie fell on Su Jing's head, and in the midst of her three-sided struggle, she picked up a big bargain. Others, even if they were resentful in their hearts, did not dare to retort or argue back. The queen's hat was worn high, whoever dared to have dissenting opinions would be unfavorable to the imperial heir.

  The banquet on New Year's Eve also had a fixed procedure, and by this time, everyone had lost interest, and Zong Zhengjin was too lazy to pretend to be enthusiastic about these people, so he took Su Jing back to the Qianqing Palace.

  This was Su Jing's first time entering the main hall of the Qianqing Palace, as the dividing line between the front and rear palaces among the six eastern and western palaces, with a majestic and towering entire imperial city in the middle, its grandeur is self-evident.

  Danmu wood for beams, Fanjin as foundation, jade and crystal as decorations, large night pearls as lamps, white jade on the ground, inlaid with gold beads, shining like a bright moon. An eight-foot-wide and long purple sandalwood bed, densely covered with dragon patterns, a auspicious brocade canopy above, and a golden silk quilt below, with autumn-colored golden thread embroidered pillowcases. Electronic book of dance

  Su Jing didn't know, but despite the grandeur of the hall, she was inexplicably drawn to the large bed, her face slightly flushed as she turned her gaze to a corner where a pair of porcelain vases with intricate designs sat, and sitting on the carved dragon chair made her feel somewhat uneasy.

  Zong Zhengjin changed into casual clothes and came out, only to see her sitting upright with a tense expression, but somehow looking a bit constrained and uneasy, especially that face, rosy and lovely.

  "Want a drink?" Zong Zhengjin walked over.

  Su Jingxi heard the sound and shifted her gaze to his hand, a plum blossom and Tianbai Yujin wine pot, with exquisite workmanship, almost indistinguishable to the naked eye that the mouth of the pot and the lid were made up of several petals, "Want."

  Zong Zhengjin hooked the corner of his mouth, took out two identical plum blossoms and Tian cups from the agate plate on the table, and poured a perfect parabola of clear wine into the cup. Suddenly, the fragrance overflowed. "Taste it."

  Su Jing unconsciously pursed her lips, lifted the glass, and brought it close to her nose. The floral scent and wine aroma blended together, neither overpowering with a pungent smell nor too rich with floral fragrance. Amidst the alternating scents, the fruity aroma still lingered within, "It's peach."

  Zong Zhengjin nodded and smiled, then drank his own cup.

  Su Jingxi saw the situation and took a sip, finding that there was no pungency of wine, but instead a faint sweetness, leaving a fragrance on her lips, very refreshing. She glanced at the wine jug on the table, then resolutely shifted her gaze to the person sitting there with an air of leisure.

  Zong Zhengjin raised an eyebrow, "If you want to drink, then drink, perhaps this is the only chance."

  Su Jingxi heard and was no longer reserved, pouring herself a drink and drinking with great relish. In just a few blinks of an eye, she had already downed several cups of wine. Perhaps it was because she had eaten some strongly flavored dishes at the banquet earlier, or perhaps the dragon incense burning in the grand hall made her feel a bit feverish. Anyway, the more she drank, the more she wanted to drink.

  Zong Zhengjin calmly watched her drink alone, and soon a bottle of wine was almost empty. He firmly stopped the person who still wanted to drink again, "Okay, stop drinking."

  "But the concubine is a bit thirsty"

  Zong Zhengjin pulled her over to his side, "Alright, I'll take you somewhere."

  Su Jing suddenly felt that something was off, her body seemed to be burning with fire, making her dizzy and disoriented. She tightly grasped the arm of the person beside her, "Your Majesty".

  Zong Zhengjin saw that her footsteps were light and floating, and she was also a bit dazed, relying on him with all her heart and soul, feeling very good, "I'll hold you."

  Su Jing didn't know where they were going, nor did she know what scenery they had passed through. She just held tightly onto his neck, leaned into his chest, and felt at peace in her heart.

  Zong Zhengjin sat on the couch, putting her on his lap, hooking up her chin, "A beauty is drunk, and her complexion is slightly flushed."

  She has a different charm after getting drunk, her eyes are still and her eyebrows are furrowed, her makeup is gone and her true nature is revealed, her eyes are hazy, and she looks silly.

  Su Jingxiao's mind was a bit muddled, but she still knew what she was doing and what he was saying. "A beautiful woman in red attire, why worry about being drunk?"

  Zong Zhengjin smiled slightly, straightened her head which was shaking from side to side, leaned in and kissed the corner of her eye, making her giggle foolishly. She shook her head, "Is it hot?"

  "It's hot," Su Jing said with a fierce nod, tugging at her own clothes.

  Zong Zhengjin saw her flailing about, her shoulders slightly exposed, and her eyes darkening imperceptibly. He casually tore open her clothes, placed her by the pool, and then took off his outer shirt to enter the bathing pool.

  Su Jing's feet landed in the water, with flower petals floating on top. She wanted to reach out and grab them, but before she knew it, she had fallen in with a "splash".

  Zong Zhengjin was about to pull her down when he saw that she had already fallen in as soon as he turned around. He took two big strides and hurriedly pulled the person out of the water, "Are you okay?"

  Su Jing was picked up by him, extremely uncomfortable, struggling to stand on her own, hearing the sound and putting her gaze on his face, leaning in to kiss his cheek, "Your Majesty is so handsome."

  Zong Zhengjin couldn't help but focus his gaze on a certain spot the next moment, and the Xiangfei-colored bellyband was already soaked through. The buds in front of her chest stood upright, and one glance could see their fullness, with two red stamens faintly visible. And her face made him almost unbearable.

  Originally a beautiful face, the temples were wet by water, the hair bun was slightly disheveled, and the forehead's scattered hair was scattered. Those eyes sank like clear spring water, dazed and wandering, with two cheeks flushed red. Irregular water droplets flowed down slowly, falling into the water and splashing up a circle of ripples.

  Su Jingxiang gazed at him with four eyes, seeing that he didn't speak, leaned towards him and said "Your Majesty"

  "How I look"

  "How beautiful is the concubine?"

  Zong Zhengjin raised an eyebrow, "Good-looking."

  "The emperor is also good-looking, the best-looking."

  "Do you want or not?" Zong Zhengjin was very satisfied with her answer and let her stick close to his chest, "Want or not, I"

  "The Emperor is mine," Su Jing said, her hands loosely circling his neck.

  Zong Zhengjin's mouth corners rose, "It's yours, it's all yours."

  "Hmm" Su Jing was trapped between the pool wall and his chest, unable to move forward or backward, in a narrow space, very dissatisfied with this situation, struggling to leave.

  Zong Zhengjin wouldn't let her escape his grasp, and he removed the loose-fitting outer garment that had been slipping off her during their struggle. He casually fondled her for a bit, asking "Is it comfortable?"

  "Uncomfortable", Su Jing said bluntly, twisting her body.

  "I'll make you comfortable," Zong Zhengjin's actions were enough to explain everything.

  If it weren't for his tight grip on her waist, she would have already fallen into the water with a soft splash, completely defenseless. "There's water, huh?"

  "It's nothing," Zong Zhengjin quickened his movements beneath her, letting her lean against the polished pool wall, propping up her two slender legs, thoroughly enjoying herself.

  "Xiao Er don't be afraid, hold on tight to me."

  He finally acknowledged that her long legs, which she had always been obsessed with, indeed had an unspeakable beauty to them.

  The fact also proves once again that the hot spring pool is not comparable to a bathtub, its function cannot be replaced by a bathtub, especially in some aspects, there is no disappointment, only the most enjoyable experience.

  Especially when someone is drunk and not fully conscious, their subconscious mind is still actively cooperating with the other person, and the tacit understanding they have accumulated over time does not need to be verbalized.

  Su Jing woke up in a daze, as usual, with a dissatisfied hum, her whole body aching. As she turned over, she realized that there was another person who had been pressed under half of her body, "Your Majesty".

  Last night, after a long time of fussing over her, he finally managed to put her to bed. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that she hadn't drunk the hangover soup yet, so he ordered someone to reheat it in the kitchen and personally fed it to her, which took up even more time.

  It was also the first time he realized how troublesome she was.

  Zong Zhengjin rubbed his eyebrows, lowered his head and saw that she was leaning against his chest, with her sleepy eyes open, clearly without any makeup or washing up, but the lazy beauty still made his heart skip a beat.

  Pressing down on her head, closing his eyes and no longer looking at her, "Accompany me for a while longer."

  During the three days of the Lunar New Year, the Emperor is required to rest and does not need to attend early court.

  Palace Concubine (Yi) / 33 / 33265

  Gong Shu