"Your Majesty! I have always wanted to tell you about this arty thing, but it's a pity that Your Majesty has never been close to me."
"Your Majesty, you are so heartless."
The concubine Wang Yanran looked at Liang Jing with a pitiful expression.
Lu Yun stood aside and couldn't help complaining in his heart. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to hurt Wang Yanran properly.
She is worthy of being the daughter of the Prime Minister. She is very delicate and has a pretty good figure at first glance, especially when she has a sense of elegance.
"Your Majesty, I heard that you also like to write poems."
"Why don't you, Your Majesty, write a poem for me?"
"The moonlight is very beautiful tonight, so the moon is the theme."
Liang Jing was extremely embarrassed. She was bothered by the trivial matters of the court all day long. How could she have time to write poetry? How can you have such thoughts?
Moreover, it is not realistic at all for her to do this poetry now.
Liang Jing suddenly looked at Lu Yun aside, and said with some curiosity, "Eunuch Lu, I heard that you have read some poetry books before. Why don't you just write a poem for me."
Lu Yun rolled his eyes, which made Liang Jing feel a little embarrassed.
This Lu Yun is becoming more and more presumptuous now, and he knows how to roll his eyes at me, the emperor.
Lu Yun thought to himself, it's none of my business if you can't write a poem, you have to let me write it for you.
It's tiring enough to help you serve these concubines in the palace, and you have to waste your brain cells all day long.
However, as a time traveler, he has a certain say in writing poetry.
Isn’t it just about the moon? There are many related poems in my mind.
Just say it casually, you can make Liang Jing surrender, no, you can make this De Fei Wang Yanran surrender.
"Since your Majesty said so, I have to obey."
"If the poem I wrote is not good enough, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Liang Jing waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, as long as you can write poems, I will never blame you."
Although Wang Yanran was a little confused, she was also very happy.
She also wanted to see what kind of talents Eunuch Lu, who was very prosperous these days, had and could be favored by His Majesty.
"Ahem, listen up."
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date, raising a glass to invite the bright moon, making three people in the shadow of each other."
When this poem was written, both Liang Jing and Wang Yanran were shocked.
Both of them blinked and couldn't believe that this poem was actually written by the eunuch in front of them.
Incredible!
This poem is really well written.
"Eunuch Lu, your poem is so good. Yan Ran admires it very much. She didn't expect that there is such a great poet hidden in our court."
Even Liang Jing couldn't help but look at Lu Yun with admiration.
Why didn't I realize before that Lu Yun could actually write poetry and write it so well? Even if he, the emperor, wrote it, he wouldn't be able to write it so well.
Lu Yun thought to himself that there was a long paragraph after this poem, and he just said the first few sentences casually.
"The poems written by the ministers cannot be compared with those of your majesty. The poems written by your majesty are truly wonderful. It's just that your majesty has been very sleepy recently, so it is inconvenient to write poems."
Liang Jing was suddenly stunned for a moment. Why did he feel that Lu Yun was making fun of him?
Moreover, there is still a bit of yin and yang in these words.
"Your Majesty, I have another poem here."
"Oh, tell me quickly."
"There is bright moonlight in front of my bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown."
"Wow! What a poem!" Liang Jing clapped his hands, quite excited, "Your poem is so well written, catchy and easy to understand. Even a three-year-old child can roughly understand the meaning. .”
"And the artistic conception of this poem is also very good."
"I still believe that writing poetry should not be filled with words."
Wang Yanran, who was standing aside, suddenly frowned. Why did it feel like His Majesty was connoting himself? Did he feel that the poems he wrote had too many words?
"Eunuch Lu, this poem you wrote is great."
"It seems that Eunuch Lu's talent is much more than that. When I have time in the future, I will have a good discussion with Eunuch Lu."
Lu Yun chuckled, showing a lewd smile.
Are you kidding? When we are in bed later, the two of us can have a good discussion. After all, the emperor next to you is not good enough.
"Okay, dear concubine, it's getting late now, why don't you just wait for me on the dragon bed, and I'll treat you well..."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yanran suddenly became excited, thinking in her heart, great!
I was finally able to experience the love between men and women.
"Your Majesty, I would rather be respectful than obey your orders."
"Your Majesty, can your body bear it? After all, it has been..."
Liang Jing waved his hand with a very proud expression, "There is absolutely nothing wrong with my health. Just wait patiently, my beloved."
After saying that, Wang Yanran walked into the inner hall happily.
At this time, Liang Jing walked up to Lu Yun and asked in a low voice, "When will you be able to write poetry again? I was just asking casually."
"You are so good at writing poetry, why have you never shown it before?"
Lu Yun quickly explained, "Your Majesty, I was just a little eunuch before. I served these empresses every day. How could I have time to write poems? Moreover, no one would listen to me if I wrote it."
"Uh, okay."
"The writing is good. If you have time another day, write a few more poems and let me take a good look at your literary talent."
"By the way, give it a little harder in a while."
"Take good care of Concubine De, do you understand?"
Lu Yun nodded, feeling very hot in his heart, and at the same time there was still a hint of expectation.
Ouch...how can I bear this?
It’s such a pleasure to be in this harem every day, hahaha...
After a while, Liang Jing quietly slipped into the inner hall and blew out the candles.
She whispered softly, "My dear concubine, don't be anxious."
Wang Yanran said excitedly, "Your Majesty, I can't wait any longer. Come quickly."
Liang Jing couldn't help but complain in his heart, good guy, are you so impatient?
With that said, she quietly left the dragon bed, and Lu Yun naturally pushed forward.
He directly hugged Wang Yanran's fragrant body.
Wang Yanran suddenly frowned, "Your Majesty, why do you... suddenly feel that your smell has changed."
Lu Yun was stunned for a moment, a little nervous, no way! Is this woman's nose so pointed? You can smell it all.
never mind! I can't control that much.
Lu Yun took off her clothes directly, and then blocked her with his mouth.
Ever since, a different scenery happened in this hall.
Liang Jing was also speechless when he heard this...Why do every concubine look like this when they come in?
