Looking at Emperor E's red eyes, the lady was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Emperor E's shoulders and comforted, looking at Qingwu and Ruyan with disgust.

Although the lady entered the workshop later, there are only two disciples in the room, and her status is naturally higher than that of others.

"Don't blame the two girls, they are both bad and collided with Miss Ehuang, if you want to blame me."

"Then I'll blame you, I'll have to drink a glass to make amends to my sister in the future." The lady looked at him and joked with a smile.

"That's natural, as long as Miss Ehuang is happy, she is willing to drink as many glasses as she wants."

Emperor E's face turned cold, obviously he wanted to be far away from him, why did he get closer unconsciously, what is the purpose of living in this life?

"Sister Ehuang, Mr. is waiting for us, let's go quickly, otherwise Mr. will lose his temper again." The lady comforted softly, as if she had returned to her previous life, a younger sister told her sister what was on her mind, and her sisterhood was deep.

Emperor E nodded, didn't care about the people behind him, and walked out with the lady.

The poetry wine meeting is in the back mountain of the teaching workshop, the back mountain is a green grassland, the invasion of autumn, the grass on the ground is also scattered, there is a slender river in the middle, has been there Ding Dong cheerful.

Around the river, I saw that there was a couch around it, and there was a small wooden table between the two of them, which should have been custom-made by Mr., who had always liked to fiddle with these things.

"Emperor E, are you in good health?" Ten steps away, I saw Mr. in a blue robe, his hair tied up behind him, sitting on a couch, with several wine glasses in front of him, more or less wine in them, Mr. held two wooden chopsticks, and gently tapped them.

When Emperor E saw Mr., he was in a much better mood, and he couldn't help but feel lighter.

"Sir, it's all right, let Mr. worry." As he spoke, the rest of the people fell behind.

"I'm not worried about it, anyway, your life shouldn't be extinguished, and it's a matter of time before your body recovers." The gentleman said casually.

"How does Sir know that Emperor Lu Dao'e's order should not be terminated?" Emperor E approached, sat on the couch next to him, and watched Mr. knock on the wine glass in his hand, and the surrounding little people were still fiddling there, and many people had already come over one after another.

"Didn't I say that last time? I'll show you the master. ”

"When did you believe this, sir? I was sick at the time, and my sister was also present, so I don't want to say anything, Mr. really believed what you made up? ”

Mr.'s hand slammed, and all the wine in a cup was spilled, and he picked it up lightly with his hand, his knuckles were distinct, and his white and slender fingers were really a good foundation for playing the piano, Emperor E thought.

"Emperor E, what do you think of this person?"

Suddenly, when he heard Mr. ask about the Lady Niang, Emperor E was stunned for a moment, but still smiled and said, "Isn't Sister Sister Lady your proud disciple?" What do you think I think, Mr. is okay? ”

The gentleman turned his head to look at the people behind him who were laughing and talking, and without noticing this, he sighed and said in an apologetic tone:

"Emperor E, I know that you have a good heart, you have been smart and lovely since you were a child, you and I are a master and apprentice, and I don't want to hurt you, but that time I watched her being beaten on the street, she begged me for help, I really can't bear it, if Emperor E hurts you in the future, blame the master for having no eyes."

Emperor E was stunned, he never allowed himself to call him master, he said that this would make him look very old, and he would have to call him sir, even he was no exception, and what did he just say, how did he know that Lu Dao Niang would hurt himself in the future?

"Sir, you...... What's going on today? Emperor E asked cautiously as he observed him.

"It's nothing, you just need to remember my words, if you and the lady can only choose one, the master must be on your side." As if he had made some important decision, he lowered his head and fiddled with the wine glass on the ground.

"Sir, do you know something?"

"I can know what to say, history is history, no matter how hard you try, you can turn the situation around, but you can't turn things around." The gentleman suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and he looked particularly desolate in the dim daylight.

Looking at Mr. Wang's eyes, it was still the lady in red who was holding a wine glass and staggering with the sisters, you were joking back and forth, as if you were mingling with everyone, and Qi Qiran was laughing and laughing.

That kind of look has never appeared in the eyes of the gentleman, but it is so familiar, dependent, struggling, and painful.

Suddenly, Emperor E was taken aback by his own thoughts, how could Mr. fall in love with the lady? I must have thought too much about it.

There was a burst of music over there, and when I looked back, it turned out to be a lady dancing in a red dress and red dress, dancing lightly, her body was as light as a swallow, her body was as soft as a cloud, her arms were soft as boneless, her dance was bold and spicy, and she was restrained and subtle, and the people around her cheered for her.

I don't know when Mr. Lu Dao stood up, holding a flute in his hand, whimpering and blowing, drinking the dance of the kiln girl, sometimes cheerful and galloping, sometimes heavy and euphemistic, his eyes were full of suppressed affection.

Emperor E stood there, looking at all this, as if something was quietly changing, something was quietly growing.

The flute is getting more and more urgent, and her posture is also dancing faster and faster, such as jade's plain hands lingering tactfully, the breeze brings up and down the clothes and skirts, and the streamer flies, the whole person is like a flower through the fog, hazy and ethereal, and she really packs up and devotes herself to the dance.

The people standing next to him didn't make a sound, and watched in amazement as the red clothes in front of them jumped up with the sound of the flute.

In the near future, if everything doesn't change, she will dance like this in front of herself and him, messing up whose heart and disturbing whose love?

"Miss Ehuang, I'll send you."

Emperor E stood at the door in a bright yellow shirt, waiting for Qingxing to find the coachman in the teahouse.

looked at the man in front of him and apologized slightly, "No need, the carriage is waiting outside." ”

"Girl, what did Chongguang offend the girl?" The man stopped her, looking at her with gentle eyes, as if he wanted to melt into his heart.

"What do you mean by that? You and I are not old enemies, so why should we offend? ”

"Since I am not an old enemy, and Chongguang has never offended the girl, why should the girl avoid me everywhere." The man's dark eyes looked at Emperor E, "I fell in love with the girl at first sight, if the girl is willing, I am willing to give up 3,000 weak water and only take one scoop to drink." ”

Emperor E was stunned, as if he didn't expect him to be able to say this, is it three thousand weak water? The beauties of the harem are reluctant to let go, how can they talk about three thousand weak water?