Yu Yiluo's forefoot was taken back to the imperial study by the emperor, and the people who monitored Roubi and Yang Xin came to report to Eunuch Cao.
After hearing this, Eunuch Cao let people continue to stare, then turned and entered the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, my concubine is looking for trouble with Yang Xin."
[Can you not look for it? After all, the time-traveling girl has embarrassed her, but the time-traveling girl is probably even more unable to accept her idea than the concubine, so she will be exposed by the tyrant! Since this failed, let me think about what tricks she will come up with to let the concubine seduce the tyrant. 】
The emperor pricked up his ears, but the little guy made no sound.
Seeing that the emperor was silent, Eunuch Cao continued from the side: "Your Majesty, do you need a slave to imprison Yang Xin?"
"Need not."
After Yang Xin was imprisoned, how could the fourth child seek death? Now the fourth child can't even see the coffin without crying. He got his wish.
[Brother Four Emperors likes to commit suicide, so let him continue to commit suicide. Only then will he know what the pot is made of. Seeing the tyrant's intention, this is not what he plans to do, right? 】
[Ahhhh, I thought about it. Since the time-traveling girl failed, she will definitely use her trump card next, copying poems and giving them to the concubines to show off. Tsk, tsk, I don’t know if the tyrant will be tricked by her this time. 】
The emperor narrowed his eyes and copied a poem?
What kind of poem, you can tell me.
As if hearing the emperor's prayer, Yu Yiluo mentally recalled the two poems in the book that Yang Xin copied when she was showing off.
There was a dance in the front and an ancient poem in the back, which directly fascinated the fourth prince, who was a licking dog.
"Eunuch Cao, send the little princess back to Concubine Xian's palace. I still have things to deal with."
Yu Yiluo curled her lips.
[You want to do something shameful, and you want to get rid of this little cutie like me. 】
After Yu Yiluo was carried out, the emperor took a piece of rice paper, spread it out, and wrote on it the poem he had just heard, its title, and its author.
Blow dry and put away.
He didn't want to go behind his daughter's back, but if he really wrote it out in front of his daughter, she was so smart and doubted that he could hear her thoughts, and she would definitely not say it again in the future.
...
The concubine happily returned to her palace with the poem. On the way, she met the concubine who was admiring the flowers outside. Several people laughed and teased her.
"Sister Roubin, are you going to catch butterflies?"
Roubi glared at a few people and turned to leave.
After entering the bedroom, he sat down at the table and took out the poem written by Yang Xin and read it carefully.
"I didn't expect that the calligraphy for "mean maidservant" is ugly, but the poem is quite good."
The palace maid poured the tea and handed it to her, and said with a smile: "I will copy it again, and then I will say that I wrote it myself. Anyway, that bitch does not dare to say anything more."
Roubi took a sip of tea and put down the cup.
"Refining the ink, I will write it again."
Even though she was not very talented, she could still tell that this poem had a special rhyme.
That bitch didn't even need to think, so she just wrote it down. Her brain was pretty good.
Pulling back his thoughts, he took the pen and wrote carefully one stroke at a time.
After he finished writing, he burned the one written by Yang Xin, then stood up and planned to go find the emperor.
"Empress, are you planning to go find the Emperor? No."
Concubine Rou cast a sidelong glance at the palace maid, "Why?"
Those bitches laughed at her, but she couldn't win back the victory?
"Although the Emperor doesn't blame you for what happened today, he must feel uncomfortable in his heart. If you go to see the Emperor now, the Emperor may not see you."
Feeling that what she said made sense, the concubine turned back and sat down, planning to go find the emperor again tomorrow.
...
The next day.
When the emperor returned to the imperial study, he saw Concubine Rou standing at the door holding a food box.
Seeing the emperor approaching, the concubine smiled and leaned down to salute, "I'm here to see you, your Majesty. This is the soup I cooked, specially sent to the Emperor to taste."
[Hey, I even gave you soup today. I’m making progress. 】
"Just to bring me soup?" The emperor walked into the imperial study without looking at the concubine.
[No, no, delivering soup is just a convenience, showing off is the main task. 】
Seeing that the emperor did not drive her away, Concubine Rou followed in and handed the food box to Eunuch Cao.
"Your Majesty, my concubine actually composed a poem and I would like to ask your Majesty to give me some advice."
[I guessed it right. If I guessed it correctly, the poem in my hand is Li Bai’s Quiet Night Thoughts. The time-traveling woman is really brave. She just pretended to be cool with the poems of other poets and said that she wrote them herself. How big is that? Face. 】
"Eunuch Cao, please bring up the poem written by Concubine Rou."
Eunuch Cao nodded, handed the food box to the concubine, and presented the poem to the emperor.
The emperor took it and opened it. The poem he saw was indeed the same as what his daughter said in his heart.
[Good guy, it’s true. Hahaha, that's right. I forgot that Time Travel Girl only remembered these two poems, so later when others asked her to compose poems, she would use various excuses to excuse them. In fact, she just couldn't recite them. 】
"This poem is indeed a good poem."
[Shixian’s poems are naturally good poems. Is the tyrant being pretended? Why don't you use your brain to think about whether Roubi can make it? 】
emperor:"……"
He knew that Luo'er would not let go of any opportunity to arrange for him.
Ignoring Yu Yiluo's thoughts, the emperor looked at Roubin.
"Roubi, are you sure this poem was written by you?"
The concubine's clasped hands stirred uneasily in her sleeves, wondering what the emperor meant by these words.
Did that bitch lie to her again?
It’s impossible, I’ve never seen this poem before.
"Your Majesty, the poem was indeed written by my concubine."
The emperor sneered, "I don't know when Li Bai's poems became yours."
[Ah, here, not only was the tyrant not pretended, but he also knew that it was Li Bai who did it. Isn’t this a presumption? Is it a small and inconspicuous country, so there is no record in history? 】
Hearing the little guy's self-doubt, the emperor felt much better.
"Your Majesty, forgive me."
Concubine Rou knelt down and kowtowed to admit her mistake, "I don't know who Li Bai is. This poem was given to me by Yang Mei, a cheap maid. She wanted me to save her from the clean room, so I used this poem in exchange. Concubine It was also a moment of confusion."
It must be said that the concubine really knew the current affairs, and the emperor was shocked by her attitude of admitting her mistake.
"Go back and copy the female virtues a hundred times."
Hearing this, the concubine quickly kowtowed, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely stay on my own terms from now on and will not be seduced by that cheap maid again."
After exiting the imperial study room, Roubin breathed a sigh of relief.
He handed the food box to the palace maid, "Take it and go find that bitch."
The palace maid was outside the door and didn't know what was going on inside. She saw that the concubine looked bad and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Carrying the food box, he followed Roubi to the clean room.
"Mother, are you here to look for bayberry?"
When the steward saw the concubine coming in, he smiled and saluted and asked.
Roubi didn't see Yang Xin and asked unhappily.
"What about that bitch? Where is she?"
"in the room."
"She was punished here, and you let her rest in her room?" Roubi dropped these words and headed towards Yang Xin's room.
Without waiting for the palace maid to push the door open, she raised her foot and kicked the door open.
Yang Xin was about to give herself medicine when she heard the sound and quickly put the medicine away and stood up.
Could it be that Roubi succeeded?
She knew that the Dog Emperor would not be shocked by such an ancient quatrain.
