I looked at Princess Ye's eyes, bent down and said, "The slave doesn't know what's wrong. ”

"Do you think that I don't know the poetry and songs of this dynasty, so I will be fooled by you, this song of yours clearly refers to the mulberry and scolds Huai, what do you want!" I lowered my eyelashes and said softly: "The slave maid does not have this meaning, this word is a famous sentence, from ancient times to the present, the princess is willing to listen to the concubine play the piano, so she picked a good one." ”

Hearing me like this, Princess Ye couldn't help but hold a fire in her chest, glanced at me and said: "I don't care how arrogant you were in the past, but now you belong to my palace, and you are under my control," she said with anger, and said with a smile: "You dare to be pampered and arrogant," she said and stroked the jade bracelet in her hand, and her voice suddenly increased: ", do you know the guilt?!" kneel down for me. ”

I didn't want to argue with her, but she suddenly said sternly, and I was startled, but my heart was still clear, and I just knelt down according to the words.

Princess Ye now lives in the autumn lotus hall magnificent, a puffy glazed tile eaves corner hanging I Chao Ji beast, the beams and pillars are engraved with the noisy pattern of white lotus blooming, the plain light of the white lotus and a pool of red lotus outside the pavilion, is actually complementary, reflect each other, set off each other, although the picture of the carved butterfly, is still magnificent.

I bowed my knees under Princess Ye's gaze and bowed down in front of her.

Now that the twilight of autumn is easy to turn out of season, there are still pots of ice in the court, but the weather is clearly a little chilly. In addition to the red lotus, there are several other unknown plants, the last time I came, I thought it was all lotus incense, in it, there are other soft fragrances, teaching people is very useful.

Princess Ye sat on the sandalwood chair in front of me, I hung my head, only to see the long palace silk hanging down from her waist, and from time to time she stroked the emerald jade bracelet in her hand, a pair of jade hands will not be stretched, but the carefully dyed cardamom is very eye-catching. My words had already made her angry, and now my silence had made the stagnant atmosphere even more stiff. She didn't speak, there was just silence in the air, and I knew that this was the way to set up a horse.

The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were prominent, and she shouted, "Raise your head." I looked up at her, she put down the bracelet, took a cup of tea nearby, and gently pressed the lid, and only me and her eyes were left in the world. I know that she is just embarrassing me like this, in fact, why bother, she is like this or not, Ziheng's heart is in my body, and she should also know in her heart that she already has a prominent family background, and this will only make Ziheng even more disgusted with her.

Now that I have come to her side, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to see Ziheng again in a short time, so why does she have to make us so embarrassed.

However, I remember the instructions of Ziheng and the concubine, so I had to be in a hurry at this time, and slowly spoke: "The slave maid does not mean to look down on the princess, can the princess listen to my explanation?"

Her anger had not subsided, but she had become more and more severe, and said, "Now that you have just come here, you will not trample me under your feet in the future?"

I frowned and said, "The slave doesn't mean that," and bowed again, and said, "I beg the princess to listen to my explanation." ”

She took a sip of tea and said, "You are so clever, I won't be fooled by you." ”

I finally understood in my heart that she might not not understand what I meant, but just wanted to embarrass me.

Blindly tolerating it will only make her more arrogant. I lowered my head slightly, whether she said it or not, just maintained a humble posture, and said: "The princess is angry, but the slave maid still has to say, the princess is angry, I am afraid that it is a misinterpretation of the meaning of the slave maid, I have praised the optimistic spirit of Su Gong when I made a pilgrimage to the founding of the country, the concubine often corresponds with His Majesty, and often reads Su Ci, which especially loves this song "Butterfly Love Flower", it is often said that Su Shi loves his wife, and Wuchen often accompanies the concubine, this song is the most familiar. ”

Today, dressed casually, her face is tense at the moment, her eyebrows fly obliquely into her temples, and she is more and more domineering with a pair of Danfeng eyes. She frowned slightly, the tea bowl slammed heavily on the table, just staring at me, I naturally knew the hatred in her heart at this time, she was silent for a long time, and said word by word: "You are the fault of me, but women take women's virtue as the top, but I don't allow you to intervene, and the following offenses are disrespectful to the palace......" Her slightly heavy lips opened lightly, and she smiled: "Since you are a talented woman, the calligraphy is naturally very good, so you are here, copy the "Female Ring" ten times to show a lesson. He got up again and said, "Come on, take a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, prepare a copy here, and then bring a copy of "Women's Ring". ”

A little palace maid came to support her, Princess Ye stood on the side of the pavilion steps, and said, "You write it yourself, and show it to me tomorrow morning," and then turned around and left.

I whispered, "Yes." I looked at the girl's eyebrows, she came over to help me arrange it, and said softly: "Don't worry, the palace people here have all ordered, and the concubine has also advised." ”

I nodded in thanks, and I laid out the paper to write. I don't think it's anything myself, but now that I have a child in my womb, I'm afraid that it won't be good for him if I toss it like this today. It was midnight in a blink of an eye, there were still two books to write, and there was a slight ache in my lower abdomen, so I frowned, held the bookcase to rest, and picked up the pen again.

"In the cold wind and cold night, there are still people who do not stop reading. "There was a faint sound in the quiet of the night, and I was so busy copying books that I didn't even realize that someone was here. Barely suppressing the discomfort, he opened his mouth and said softly: "Your Excellency?"

The sound of the wind swept through the air, inaudible, and if it weren't for the dead silence of midnight today, there would have been no sound in the ears.

The person who came down was dressed in a white robe, with a beautiful face, a pair of eyes like ink, deep and clear, and at this time, those good-looking eyes were looking at me. He opened the folding fan in his hand, and a warm voice sounded, and he recited a poem with a smile:

The peach is dying, scorching its glory. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.