"Are you still plotting against me, the governor? With a city like yours, no wonder Qingliu was pinned down by Zhou Tianfu in the court hall."
After walking out of the gate of Cen Mansion, Xiao Chen strolled towards the palace. It was not unacceptable for him to join forces with Qingliu to fight against the Zhou family. It was better than fighting alone.
But Master Cen's little thoughts and calculations, once he understood them, he was no longer optimistic about Qingliu.
He acts so recklessly and is very calculating before winning over people.
That's it?
At first glance, he has the potential to be a pig teammate. He might be cheated that day. It’s not a good idea not to follow him!
Back in the palace, Xiao Chen was just about to go to the East Factory when a beautiful figure came up to him, "Xiao Chenzi! You are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Wan'er? Are you waiting for me?"
A trace of surprise flashed across Xiao Chen's face.
Wan'er didn't reply immediately. She circled around him on the left and right, looking at him for a long time before muttering: "Why didn't I find out before that you can also write poems? The queen also said that you are very good at writing, even that poem The Immortal Capital was compared..."
Xiao Chen immediately couldn't laugh or cry, "You didn't come here just because of this, right?"
"That's not true."
Wan'er looked at him, as if she was still doubtful, but she still said: "Your Majesty asked me to call you over. We helped you so much last time, but you haven't even come to see me or your Majesty. Are you there?" You killed the queen and princess and forgot about us?"
The little girl's tone was a bit complaining. After all, she really helped a lot last time, and even the membrane was "given" to Xiao Chen.
"Ahem, didn't I just become the Governor of the East Factory, and I was asked by His Majesty to compete in poems... In fact, I was just going to see the empress."
Xiao Chen coughed lightly and told lies without blinking.
Wan'er smiled, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Hehe, if you still have some conscience, let's go there quickly."
"Okay... by the way, thank you for what happened that day."
"Just one sentence?"
"I will leave the palace another day and bring you some gifts?"
"This is what you said! Don't go back on it!"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but after Wan'er finished saying this, Xiao Chen found that her steps became much brisker.
Of course, bringing gifts is not just to coax Wan'er. He really plans to go out in a few days. Firstly, he promised Concubine Jing that he would go out and find ways to make money. Secondly... after being in this world for so long, Xiao Chen also wants to go. Take a look outside the palace.
Shuya Palace.
At this moment, Concubine Shu was standing in front of the desk, holding a brush and looking down at a piece of white rice paper on the table.
Entering the palace, Xiao Chen subconsciously scanned her body. Today, Concubine Shu was wearing a moon-white dress with simple and elegant makeup, but she did not conceal her stunning beauty.
As he watched, Xiao Chen's eyes gradually deviated, and he secretly looked at Renfeng.
Well, I haven’t seen you for a few days. You seem to have grown up a little?
"Here? Come and grind."
Concubine Shu waved to Xiao Chen, her voice was like a clear spring, which made people feel comfortable.
"Is your Majesty so interested today?"
After asking curiously, Xiao Chen walked over.
Concubine Shu glanced at him, a little dissatisfied, "What? I can't do anything with my writing?"
Xiao Chen was stunned. It was rare for him to see the coquettishness of a young girl from Concubine Shu. For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.
Seeing him staring straight at her, Concubine Shu's cheeks flushed slightly, "What are you looking at me for?"
"nice!"
"It's not the first time I've seen it, is it?"
"I will never get tired of watching it for a thousand years!"
Hearing this, Concubine Shu couldn't help but raise her lips slightly, but her expression was still cold and authentic: "Really? But I think the Queen, Concubine Jing, Zhao Jieyu and Her Royal Highness are more beautiful."
Cold sweat suddenly broke out from Xiao Chen's back, and he quickly cried out, "It's unfair! How can they compare with your Majesty? This slave is devoted to your Majesty! After all, I have already told your Majesty the biggest secret in my heart!"
Even though he has a close relationship with Concubine Jing, Zhao Jieyu, and the princess, the queen... at least for now, there is absolutely no relationship!
Xiao Chen thought solemnly in his heart.
"Who knows, men are not good at anything."
Concubine Shu snorted coldly and changed the topic, "Come here and write the poem you wrote in the court today for me."
"Write poetry?"
Xiao Chen suddenly realized that it turned out that the empress was also a person who loved poetry. He did not hesitate immediately. After grinding the ink, he directly grabbed a brush.
Looking at the way he held the pen, Concubine Shu frowned.
And when Xiao Chen finished writing on the rice paper, her frown deepened, and her two eyebrows were almost completely squeezed together.
"Okay, um... what's your expression, my dear?"
After a while, Xiao Chen put down his brush.
Concubine Shu's eyes were full of disgust, "I have never seen such an ugly calligraphy. Who did you learn this calligraphy from?"
This is because I dislike my calligraphy. How many people in the past life were able to write calligraphy with calligraphy? Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, "I'm just a eunuch, how can anyone teach me how to practice calligraphy? Is it possible for you to teach me, my queen?"
"Okay, you can practice calligraphy with me from now on."
Concubine Shu nodded, and actually agreed. Then she looked at the ghost-drawing talisman on the table for a while, and suddenly laughed, "This word is interesting if you look closely. If you dare to bully me again in the future, I will hang it on you." In the East Factory, let your men appreciate the calligraphy of their governor."
"You are really free."
Xiao Chen sat aside and looked at Concubine Shu's naive smile, and her heart skipped an inexplicable beat.
The faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the palace, and the strings he had been tense in the palace relaxed. With Concubine Shu, there was no calculation, and there was no need to hide his secrets.
Gives people a sense of peace of mind.
"This poem is really well written. When I heard about it, I couldn't believe it was written by a slave like you."
While waiting for the ink to dry, Concubine Shu looked at the poem on it and couldn't help but sigh.
Before entering the palace, she was a famous talented woman in the capital.
He loves poems and songs the most, especially collecting poems written by poets themselves.
This was also the reason why Xiao Chen was called here.
Suddenly, she turned to look at Xiao Chen, her eyes bright, "Xiao Chenzi, why don't you write a poem for me?"
Xiao Chen sat up straight, "Is there a reward?"
"The dignified Governor of the East Factory, still short of money?"
"The queen knows that what I want is not money..."
Xiao Chen licked his lips, his eyes fell on the delicate body, and suddenly became enthusiastic.
Concubine Shu understood immediately and glared at him fiercely, "A eunuch is also a pervert!"
"Fake, fake... just say yes or no!"
"Let's see if your poem can satisfy me."
Concubine Shu was ambiguous, thinking that even if this pervert could write a good poem, she would still be dissatisfied!
While thinking, a poem suddenly came to my ears.
"The clouds are like the clothes and the flowers are like the face..."
