[Su Xi didn't comb her hair, her silk hair fell over her shoulders and gracefully fell on her lap. How could she not be pitiful? 】
Sang Ning racked his brains and wrote erotic poems in order to seek pleasure.
He Lanyin saw it, frowned, blushed and said, "This, this -"
This is so inappropriate!
He wants your heart to be like mine and live up to your love.
When Sanning saw him frowning, she murmured her red lips, tugged on his sleeves, and murmured, "Your Majesty, am I not pitiful? When will Your Majesty be prepared to take pity on me?"
He Lanyin really never thought about when to favor her, but it was not now: "I always want you to be in better health."
She still has sunflower water on her body.
Sang Ning also knew that he was not clean and couldn't mess around, so he said, "Then my body will be fine in two days. Your Majesty, keep it in mind."
He Lanyin: "..."
No match for her at all!
He was obviously very angry that she wrote love poems to Feng Runsheng.
Thinking of Feng Runsheng, his desire to compare came to him: "Write another song for me."
He is the emperor and must surpass Feng Runsheng in terms of quantity and quality.
Sang Ning didn't know what he was thinking, so he racked his brains and wrote another erotic poem: "The willow shade is light and indifferent, the cicada hairpin has fallen from the temples." I have to work hard all my life to make you happy today. 】
This poem was written by Niu Qiao, a poet in the late Tang Dynasty. The last line of the poem is a bold declaration by an ancient woman: she will spend all her life's passion to win her husband's night of pleasure.
What a passionate love!
Just the right thing for her to use to seduce his heart!
"You, Sanning, you-"
He Lanyin was so aroused by her that her blood surged. He pointed at her and was speechless for a long time.
Finally, with a red face, I rolled up the two pieces of paper and left quickly.
He wants to collect her love poems.
This idea coincides with Feng Runsheng.
Feng Runsheng also collected the love poems written by Sang Ning and placed them in a small black box on the bed.
This small box has always contained his cherished items, including daggers sharpened like clay, priceless jade, grasshoppers woven from straw, and festive paper-cuts. In short, there is no distinction between high and low, only what suits his heart.
Of course, the one that suits him best right now is the love poem.
He read it several times a day. Now that he was about to go to bed, he wanted to take it out and appreciate it again. But when he opened it, it was gone. The box was full of everything, but the love poem was gone!
Why is it gone?
His expression changed, and he immediately called the maid and asked coldly: "Who entered my room today?"
The maid's name is Chun Xing. She has a pair of watery almond eyes. She is originally a person who likes to laugh. But seeing that her master's face was so bad, she did not dare to laugh. She answered seriously: "No. Second Young Master, except for the slaves, there is no one else here today." Come in."
Feng Runsheng frowned and asked again: "Then you packed my things?"
Chun Xing shook his head: "No. The young master has been lying in the house all day long, and you all know that the servants have taken care of him."
She also came in and gave him meals without even coming near his bed.
Feng Runsheng did know that she didn't pack his things. Because he knew, he felt strange: He had been lying in the house all day to recuperate, and the love poem was placed in the box. He had read it this morning, so why was it gone now? Already?
He thought about it and took a nap after lunch. Could it be that someone came in at that time? who is it? Steal nothing else but his love poems? This intention... makes people think so much!
Could it be someone sent by the emperor?
It seems that only the emperor's people can enter his house without anyone noticing!
He actually doesn't have the habit of taking naps, but after lunch today, he felt sleepy and slept for an hour.
The truth is obvious.
emperor! emperor! emperor!
He clenched his fists and his eyes were full of resentment: He fought for him through life and death and conquered the world. Once he came to the throne, he turned against him and was ruthless. He just scolded him with a stick and even sent people to steal his love poems!
It’s really…hateful! Extremely hateful!
at the same time
Tai Chi Hall, the emperor's sleeping quarters
The hateful He Lanyin sat at the desk and sneezed, and once again appreciated the two poems written by Sang Ning: On the lap of the gentle man, how can I not be pitiful?
Why not pitiful?
Thinking about it now, he felt physically and mentally restless: one day, he would want to see how she behaved gracefully on his knees. I still have to work hard all my life to make you happy today. She dared to say it. With her frail body, she might have to struggle to feed her milk.
He was generally satisfied with these two poems, but when he looked at Feng Runsheng's poem again, he felt that it was more than satisfying.
Astringent feelings are not worth mentioning in front of pure feelings.
He still prefers innocent poetry.
However, it’s okay. If it bothers you, let’s deal with it.
He rolled up the poem and placed it on the candle with dancing flames.
The paper burned instantly.
The writing on it was quickly engulfed in flames.
Screw their lovesickness!
"Your Majesty, the people from the service room are here."
Wang Cheng walked up to him and spoke cautiously.
Helan Yin was burning love poems and refused casually: "No."
This is the third time he has disappeared.
Wang Cheng thought about the Queen Mother's words - Your Majesty must favor your concubines.
It was so difficult for him, he almost cried: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is watching over there. I have asked you three times."
Helan Yin heard him mention the Queen Mother and knew that it was a coincidence that he wanted to give his mother face. He finished burning the offending love poem and felt better, so he nodded: "Let him in."
Wang Cheng was overjoyed and hurriedly responded: "Yes."
Then he hurried out of the palace and called Eunuch Li from the reception room to come in.
Eunuch Li was thirty years old, with a stooped back and a long face, a bit like a horse's face. He came in carrying a jade plate with the names of three concubines on it: Ying Bin, Yi Bin, and Hui Zhaoyi.
As for the Jade Concubine, she is still banned from the Yuzhuo Palace. Within half a year, there is no way she can come out.
He Lanyin glanced at Wang Cheng and asked, "Which of the three of them has a good relationship with Concubine Yu?"
Wang Cheng thought for a while and replied: "It seems... to welcome the concubine?"
He Lanyin nodded: "Then let's welcome the concubine."
He still remembered that the four of them went to Yuesang Palace to stir up trouble. They were tired of the house and were ready to find trouble for the concubine.
Cui Xueying didn't know that trouble was coming. When she received the news that the emperor was coming, she was so excited that she hurriedly took a bath again and applied perfume all over her body, even between her toes.
"I-do I look good like this?"
She sat in front of the mirror, and before she was pampered, her pretty face was as red as the sunset.
Qing Man, the personal maid who was serving her, boasted: "Your Majesty is naturally beautiful. Your Majesty is the first to favor you, which is enough to explain everything."
The word favor makes people think wildly.
Cui Xueying's pretty face almost started to bleed when she heard this.
"Your Majesty has arrived——"
The little eunuch's voice came from outside.
Cui Xueying immediately came forward with the maids to greet her: "I am late to pick you up. I hope your majesty will forgive me."
He Lanyin glanced at her, said nothing, and stepped into the hall.
The hall is very quiet and fragrant.
Except for the incense, compared to the luxury of Yuzhuo Palace, Yingxi Palace is slightly inferior, and the decorations are equally luxurious.
Helan Yin thought about his Tai Chi Hall, which was simply shabby compared with theirs.
Oh, Cui Shangshu keeps crying about his poverty all day long, but he is very rich and supportive of his daughter!
"His Majesty--"
Cui Xue saw him staring at a luminous pearl on the shelf, as if he was very interested, and said: "This is a gift from my brother. I heard that your majesty lit up the lamp every night to review the memorial, and I was thinking of sending it to your majesty."
"Really? You are interested."
Helan Yin replied coldly and said he didn't want anything from her.
In fact, he was not interested in Ye Mingzhu. He stared at it for a long time, but he was actually thinking about whether Sang Ning would like it? Do you want to collect some luminous pearls for her to play with?
