I brought the clothes over for tea, as well as brand new riding trousers.
At this time, Shen Nanbao's blood had condensed and was crawling on his arms, like a red snake wrapped around him.
The pain was not severe anymore, but there was a slight burning sensation, and the whole area was as hot as if it had been thrown into a furnace.
The palace man handed over the clothes and came in. Although he was facing Lu Kui, his eyes were looking inwards.
Probably feeling guilty due to being stared at by Lu Kui's clear and bright eyes, the palace servant turned his eyes for a moment and then took them back. He just smiled and said: "Di Ji asked me to ask if the second girl is okay now? She even asked me to come. Help the second girl change her clothes. The clothes in this palace are not as complicated as those outside. I'm afraid it won't be easy for the second girl to dress."
Lu Kui still had such a gentle smile, "I would like to thank Di Ji for taking care of me, sister. They are just clothes. No matter how cumbersome they are, what difference can they make? What's more, there are already two people. Send another waiter..."
She paused for a moment, swallowing the rest of her words in her stomach, but her hearts felt bright after hearing them.
The melons that are forced are not sweet. After hearing this, the palace people took the words and went back to resume their lives.
Lu Kui told Shen Nanbao about this. Shen Nanbao was not moved at all, but Fengyue's face turned even paler, "This... Diji suffered like this... because she was suspicious?"
Shen Nanbao adjusted his clothes, "I just broke Tao Baowen, and I just happened to send you a letter. It's even weirder if she doesn't get suspicious."
"Then! Then, what can we do?"
Seeing the panic on Fengyue's face, Shen Nanbao pinched her cheek and said, "Things haven't reached the worst yet, but you scared yourself to death. Don't worry, Di Ji is in front of so many people." When Mian'er invites me to the palace, you can't just leave me there and never come back."
These words were very serious, and Lu Kui was very surprised when he heard them say, "It's just to win over, how vicious is the saint's method? If it doesn't work, I will kill you, sister? Are you worthy of such a quarrel?"
Fengyue couldn't help but said: "Auntie, you don't know..."
Shen Nanbao, who was dressed, took a step forward and said, "We'll talk about it after we leave the palace. Now is not the time to talk about it."
When Shen Nanbao returned to the east room, the tea bed had been removed. Emperor Yongfu was still sitting there, and Shengshizhou was sitting on the other side.
The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but their faces were heavy anyway. When they heard the movement, they both turned their eyes and cut Shen Nanbao's body coldly like the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
Shen Nanbao couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he walked up with drooped eyes.
Emperor Yongfu came over quickly, and a faint saliva rushed into the tip of Shen Nanbao's nose, "I heard from the palace just now... is everything okay?"
The voice behind him was lowered. Shen Nanbao glanced at Shengshizhou and nodded.
Emperor Yongfu took a breath, and her stern face became as relaxed as rain, "It's good, I'm afraid it's not good... I won't look at your skill in serving tea and snacks today. Come back tomorrow." .”
Tomorrow. This word is like the hanging guillotine on the guillotine, making people feel panic after hearing it.
The slight curve in the corner of Shen Nanbao's mouth had a more real meaning, "It's very disappointing to the Emperor Ji."
Yongfu Diji patted her hand and said, "I am two years older than you. You call me Miaoyuan, which means Sister Yuan. As for me, I will call you Sister Bao! It sounds kind to me!"
Shen Nanbao did not dare to disobey, so he called Sister Yuan as he was told.
The two of them walked towards the hall. Sheng Shizhou had already stood up from his seat and looked at Shen Nanbao across the one-foot-wide path, "Second Miss."
Shen Nanbao looked like he had just seen him in a trance, with a look of surprise on his face.
Upon seeing this, Emperor Yongfu said: "I forgot that the palace servants gave you the message that Mr. Shanda favors you, Sister Bao. Te Teer came into the palace to take a closer look."
Before Shen Nanbao could answer, Sheng Shizhou took over, "Fang Fang's words were very offensive. I hope Miss Xiao will forgive me."
A person's character is doomed from the very beginning. He will always be jealous of people's good deeds, and always look down at people with a high self-esteem. Even if he encounters problems in the future, he will not have too many problems. Change.
Shen Nanbao's belly was open, but the corners of his mouth were deeply curved, "No offense, Mr. Sheng is just worried about me."
While talking, Emperor Yongfu led Shen Nanbao to the seat.
The seat is next to Shengshizhou, so you don't need to reach out, you can touch her just by leaning over her elbow.
Shen Nanbao's heart sank, but he had no choice but to sit down as instructed and put on his parrot green horse-faced skirt, when he heard the chirping sound of Emperor Yongfu above his head.
"The tendons are the strength, and the bones are the stems. Just like a human being, there must be bones, tendons, and meat to wrap the tendons and bones. Therefore, people in the world often say that words are like their people, and people are like their words."
With the final sound, he put down the cup of tea that was brought to the table along with the palace attendants. It hit Shen Nanbao's heart with a crisp sound.
However, Emperor Yongfu changed her tone and said slowly and slowly: "No wonder Du Chu made a mistake. Even when I saw Sister Bao's words, I was shocked! After all, she is so soft and waxy. My little lady, her handwriting is so elegant, not inferior to those of generals."
Emperor Yongfu stopped for a moment.
A quick look revealed that she was holding a cup, scraping the tea leaves with the lid and drinking the tea.
Shen Nanbao knew that she had deliberately left such a blank space to make trouble for him, so he said: "My grandfather was very good at these elegant things, so he kept some of Liu Gong's calligraphy at home. I have copied them since I was a child, and my writing has become smoother." some."
The movement of drinking tea paused, and the slender eyes of Emperor Yongfu were reflected on the water. But just for a moment, she put down the lamp and smiled with a flash of eyes.
"The brushstrokes and the paper are like clouds of smoke. It has Liu Gong's thinness and erect feeling, but the muscles and bones of the face and bones have always been compared. Liu Gong's meticulous brushstrokes alone lack the muscles of Yan Lu Gong. , then it loses its charm... So, let’s learn from the strengths of many schools and combine them into one. Still, we can’t just stick to one place, and we have to look at other people’s, don’t you think so, Sister Bao?”
other people.
Shengshizhou?
The person who said this was to force her to agree.
Shen Nanbao glanced at the tea in hand. The bud tips were as thin and flat as a sparrow's tongue. Without looking closely, he knew it was the Maofeng of Huangshan Mountain. However, the apricot-yellow clear soup was too bright and too golden.
There was a layer of frost in Shen Nanbao's eyes, "Since Sister Yuan said that, I suddenly remembered something and wanted to ask Sister Yuan for advice."
Emperor Yongfu looked at her and motioned for her to continue.
Shen Nanbaoti picked up a cup of tea and sipped one after another, "I once heard someone say that everyone has their own destiny when they are born. Some people are born with the blood of a dragon and a phoenix. Marrow, jade leaves, golden ke, and some people are born to be slaves and slaves, like dogs. Although we have no plan to stay in the spring, and we cannot change our own destiny, we can try our best to create luck. I didn't believe it before, but I just listened to Yuan My sister said this..."
Shen Nanbao lifted the tea lid, but did not put it down this time. He only turned his head away and looked at Yongfu Emperor in panic. "The words are like the person, and the person is like the person. If the words can be practiced in the future, then the person should also be able to do it." . ”
After she finished speaking, she put down the lid, and the lid fell on the lamp. There was a crunchy sound, which made Emperor Yongfu suddenly startled. Her ambiguously beautiful face seemed to have been sunburned. The sun showed an urgent red color.
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Shen Nanbao lowered her eyes, her thick and long eyelashes intertwined, covering the scenery under her eyes, "Sister Yuan, do you like silk puppets?"
Emperor Yongfu's eyebrows sank fiercely.
But Shen Nanbao suddenly raised his head, his eyes bright, like two oil lamps shining on her, "Did Sister Yuan say we kissed?"
Emperor Yongfu had had enough of her questioning with a hammer and a stick, and she just laughed angrily and said, "How can Emperor Daxuan agree to marry her so casually?"
Shen Nanbao was in a trance and didn't hear her Qi, so he just nodded, "No, the saint is wise. He can use thunderous means to manage the palace in an orderly manner, and no one dares to say anything. As a saint, Sister Yuan The eldest daughter should be very particular and careful about her marriage."
Consider, be particular about.
Emperor Yongfu felt miserable.
That's all just talk.
These emperors and concubines were born to support their brothers and fathers' imperial power.
Even she, the eldest daughter of the saint, is still the same, or even worse.
From a young age, every word and deed, even a smile that showed a few folds, was restrained by the aunt and the nurturing aunt with dogma. She had cried for this many times before, but what did she get in exchange? A cold glance, another scolding, or... a whipping with a cane.
Later, she stopped crying, swallowed her tears, and soaked those longings in her stomach.
Everyone else said that she had a general understanding and was worthy of being a saint, but she was the only one who knew that every time she dreamed about it at midnight, she would see her cold and indifferent look, like looking at an unrelated animal.
When Shen Nanbao traveled with Chen Fangyan in his previous life, he heard someone talk about the Yongfu Emperor. At that time, she had been promised to the prince of Jiaozhi by the officials, with the intention of ensuring that the friendship between the two countries would last forever.
'Tell me what this saint thinks? What about the imperial concubine from the official family? Why did the saint have to recommend himself and recommend his own daughter to become the emperor concubine? How can the prince of Jiaozhi country match such monstrous dignity? '
Thinking back on what Quan Dangxi said at that time, Shen Nanbao only felt like a life-saving straw, and he looked at Emperor Yongfu just like himself in the previous life.
So full of passion, so concerned about the love of father and mother, but in the end it was all in vain.
She was thinking deeply, but Emperor Yongfu beside her seemed to have broken out of a deep pool, and she spoke gloomily, "How can people and words be compared? Words can be changed by accumulated practice over time. People cannot describe it..."
"can."
There was a loud sound, like a sharp knife piercing the huge bag, and a ray of light came through, illuminating the eyes of Emperor Yongfu. She looked at Shen Nanbao in panic and listened to her: "Don't give it a try, Sister Yuan, please How do you know it can’t be done?”
