In the pavilion, the concubines were seated.

With the eunuchs singing a feast, the silk and bamboo sounded together, and the music was so gentle.

The first place on the left of Xie Jie, Shu Fei sat in Xie Jie, gentle eyebrows, with affection gaze at Xie Jie: "Although the spring has begun, but still some cold, concubine for your Majesty prepared a hot soup, your Majesty try."

Xie Jie nodded casually, "You have a heart."

He only dropped his gaze on Ahya, and seeing ...