With the development of the times, the emperor's harem became more and more strict, well-organized, and very many rules.

For example, the queen, her maid, palace maid, needle maid, maid, erotic servant, etc., plus the palace maids responsible for cooking in the harem, there were about a hundred people, and then the treatment of concubines and nine concubines decreased in turn.

In the sleeping system, in order to reflect the difference between rain and dew and take into account the difference between superiority and inferiority, the emperor's monthly nightlife arrangements are arranged according to the moon's phases.

That is: in the first fifteen days of each month, the moon becomes rounder and rounder, and in the next fifteen days, it gradually becomes shorter. Therefore, from the first to fifteenth day of the day, the lower status of the wife will be the highest queen, and from the sixteenth to the end of the month, the higher status of the wife will be the lower.

Among them, the queen can exclusively occupy the emperor for two days on the fifteenth and sixteenth, while the other concubines can only depend on the emperor's mood. The flop system does not exist.

Without rules, there is no way to form a square. The harem has always been a world of intrigue, and rules are even more needed.

For example, there were 36 concubines who were seen in history books in the Tang Dynasty, of which 15 had a miserable ending: nine died from the vicious hands of political enemies; two died in favor; two disappeared; one committed suicide; and one died of guilt.

Today is the sixth day of the ninth lunar month, which is the birth of Zhaorong Zhou Ying'er. For the palace, I don't care, but for the courtyard where Zhou Ying'er is located, it is quite grand.

Because it is in a temple and is relatively simple and elegant, the walls are decorated with red silk tents embedded with gold thread, and then tortoiseshell is used as nails; the panes are also inlaid with emeralds, and red silk yarn is pasted on the windows.

Because Zhou Ying'er has been obsessed with green since she was a child, her quilts, pillows, tents, skirts, clothes, hairpins, rings, jewelry, and toys are all green.

The palace maids she served were influenced by her, and they all wore green clothes and dyed silk by themselves.

So, when Li Jia entered the courtyard, she saw a green tent, as if she had arrived at the grassland.

Seeing this, Li Jia pulled her mouth uncontrollably. What a weird hobby? It's like this every day. Fortunately, he was in the harem, so he didn't mind.

"Your Majesty, you are here!" As soon as he entered the courtyard, a petite figure rushed over and pulled him lively, like a toy.

"Okay!" Li Jia grabbed both hands, held her up and hugged her chest, feeling the wet and intimacy on her face, and couldn't help but smile, "So many people don't know how ashamed!"

"Hehehe, I'm not afraid!" Zhou Ying smiled and muttered in Li Jia's ear, but buried her little head in her chest and did not dare to look up.

When I entered the room, the hall was filled with mist, the agarwood was lightly lit, refreshing, and the fragrance was so strong that the palace maids stood in the cloud tent, as if they were immortals.

"Why do you do this incense burning like this? It's like clouds and mountains and mist!" Li Jia frowned and said displeased.

"Your Majesty doesn't like it?" Zhou Ying'er immediately ordered: "Open the window quickly and disperse!"

A few gusts of wind came, and it became much clearer immediately.

"In the future, incense burning should be based on the degree of proportion. If there are too many, it will enter the mouth and nose. If there are not too many, it will be fine if it is not high for the body. If it is more likely to be more obsessed with it, it will be bad if it is too immersed in it!"

Li Jia looked at Zhou Ying'er's beautiful little face, with big eyes and watery eyes, thin lips slightly raised, and her eyelashes fluttering, which was adorable.

"Okay, it's better if we don't say it today!" Li Jia held his little hand, sat at the dining table, and said with a smile: "Today is Ying'er's birthday, let's talk about something happy!"

"Yeah!" Zhou Ying'er nodded, pursed her lips, then became happy and smiled like a bell-scratched tea oil flower seeds from Jianyang. I made it into flower cakes, light makeup and plain clothes, gold on the noodles, and applied to my forehead. It was beautiful and tight, like a fairy in the sky!"

"Ying'er had long thought about what a fairy looked like, but she finally saw her today!"

"Oh? Let me see!" Li Jia became sexually. Could this be a new makeup?

"You guys come out!" Zhou Ying'er stood beside the emperor, leaning her small breasts against her shoulders, speaking lively and chatting and laughing calmly. When she saw that the emperor was interested, she immediately called the palace maids out, obviously she had already made plans.

I saw that the palace maids went to dress and decorate each other, all wearing white clothes, gold ornaments, and flower cakes on their foreheads. When they walked, their clothes fluttered. From a distance, they looked like Chang'e and Fairy Guanghan in the Moon Palace, with a unique charm.

The dress is thin, and the red slim (underwear) is blurred. The swaying half-dew hills are white and tender, red or white, and with fair skin, it is floating like an immortal.

In this way, Li Jia was instantly excited.

"The agarwood that Ying'er had just burned just now was filled with smoke. In combination with this, she actually became more beautiful. His Majesty was not tactful and let it leak it out. Now it was not perfect!"

Zhou Ying'er raised her red lips again and sat gently on the emperor's lap, obviously still a little angry.

"Something, although beautiful, is not important to Ying'er. You go down. Today is Zhaorong and mine, and it has nothing to do with you!"

Li Jia hugged Qi's tender shoulders, smelled the fragrance between his hair, and couldn't help but wave his hand.

These palace maids have actually served in bed for a long time, and he has no sense of novelty. After all, Zhou Ying is too young and can never avoid getting angry during friction. Li Jia is naturally a woman who cherishes women, so she lets the palace maids who serve on the side go to bed and vent their utmost.

To be an emperor, if you don’t say anything else, you just can’t let your little brother down.

As for Zhou Ying'er, she swayed her big eyes and felt aroused by the storm. She raised her chin and chose to watch the battle with interest. Her face was flushed. When Li Jia saw him, she became more and more courageous as she fought.

"Come on, eat this longevity noodles!" Without the palace maid, Li Jia naturally lost the emperor's airs. She held the noodles and fed them in person: "This is the chef I specially invited from Jinling, which should suit your appetite!"

"Is that true?" Zhou Ying'er shouted in surprise, then pouted her mouth and sucked gently.

Seeing such a small and rosy mouth, Li Jia became more and more proud.

Soon, the two of them ate a bowl of longevity noodles. Li Jia felt that he was much more physically energetic. These palace maids had already served in bed, and he had no sense of novelty. After all, Zhou Ying was too young and could not avoid getting angry during friction. Li Jia was naturally a person who cherished women, so she asked the palace maids who served on the side to go to bed and vent their important places.

To be an emperor, if you don’t say anything else, you just can’t let your little brother down.

As for Zhou Ying'er, she swayed her big eyes and felt aroused by the storm. She raised her chin and chose to watch the battle with interest. Her face was flushed. When Li Jia saw him, she became more and more courageous as she fought.
Chapter completed!