Imperial study room.
The fresh-born little emperor kept reading with a book. Since the idea of pretending to be a fork in front of Liu Guiren the day before yesterday died, Jiuge ordered people to find famous works from the dynasty and even the founding of the country. After reading it for a day and a night, I only saw less than one tenth of it.
After pinching his eyebrows and looking at the hill-like volume, Jiuge sighed slightly. I am probably reincarnated by bad stars. Otherwise, how could I still meet the famous people like Li Bai, Du Fu and Su Shi in history? Although my names have been changed, the content of the poem has not changed. This is a bad thing for bullying one’s Chinese literature.
Li Defu took the teacup on the plate from the eunuch, bowed to the side of the desk, and then said, “Your Madam Xin from Li Qingyuan is here.”
“Oh?” Jiuge hesitated for a moment, stood up and stretched, “See you.”
Jiuge felt a little sleepy when he was greeted by beautiful woman Xin. He was really tired both mentally and physically during this period, which means he had changed his body. Otherwise, Jiuge would have probably gone to Zhou Gong to make a monkey.
I said a few words to the beautiful lady Xin with her eyelids, but I didn’t know what she said, but in the end I was trapped. Li Defu and Meiren Xin were so scared that they asked someone to find the imperial physician. After a scramble, they learned that the emperor was just too tired and fell asleep. Then everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
When Jiuge woke up again, he saw the beautiful woman Xin beside the bed. After eating and recovering his strength, Jiuge learned from Li Defu that he was sleeping fast.
One day and one night, beautiful Xin kept guarding her for a moment.
Jiuge was slightly ashamed and actually slept for so long. He looked at the tired beauty Xin next to him with a little touched touch: “Thank you for your hard work in my beloved concubine.”
Meiren Xin shook her head with red eyes: “It’s good that the emperor is fine, I’m fine.”
Let Meiren Xin rest in her bedroom, Jiuge got up and prepared to go out for a walk. After lying for so long, her body was a little sore.
I slowly walked on the road, thinking of the last look of beautiful Xin, and a surge of guilt surged in someone’s heart. In order to protect herself, the cute little beauty said that she would not have to go back to rest here. The little beauty was so moved that she was so moved that she burst into tears. This ancient woman was too easy to satisfy, but why did she feel a little scumbag?
Walking aimlessly until he looked at the palace gate in front of him, Jiuge stopped. Looking at the three words “Wen Ju Pavilion” on the plaque, and then looking at the faint yellow touch in the Banguan Palace Gate, Jiuge nodded: Yes, it’s appropriate.
He raised his hand to stop the palace servant’s notice, and Jiuge walked in.
The golden autumn of September is the sunny day. The garden is filled with chrysanthemum fragrance, and the red color in the chrysanthemum petals is particularly eye-catching. The swaying of the dress and the petals are flying all over the sky, like a fairyland on earth.
Jiuge saw such a beautiful scene when he entered the door. After the beauty danced, JiugeNot only did he sigh, “It’s so beautiful!”
The beauty in the chrysanthemum was so scared that she was unstable when she heard the male voice. Seeing that the beauty was about to fall, Jiuge suddenly burst into strength. She took two steps at the last moment and caught the other party.
The expected pain did not come. When he felt that he was caught, Guiren Mei immediately opened his eyes and saw that he was actually in the emperor’s arms. His pretty face turned red and he quickly stood up to salute.
Jiugexu helped the beauty in front of him, looked at him, and secretly exclaimed: Tsk, this figure and face… are so charming, so that the so-called evil goddess of the disaster country is the same.
Thinking of this in my heart, I was not stingy and praised, “The beauty of the stage makes people more beautiful!”
Concubine Mei secretly glanced at the emperor, and thought of Sister Liu’s words yesterday, and made a secret decision in her heart.
As soon as Jiuge sat down, he saw Concubine Mei coming over gracefully: “Why did the emperor think of concubine at this time?”
Uh… Jiuge coughed awkwardly: “It is probably the fragrance of flowers in the concubine’s courtyard that attracted me.”
“It turns out that the emperor was just attracted by the fragrance of flowers and did not think of concubine.” Concubine Mei felt sad.