Linglong pushed the door and entered: "Miss, there is a father-in-law waiting in front of the palace." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Puyu listened absentmindedly to her father-in-law's will, and sighed in her heart: People can't do bad things, otherwise what you are afraid of, God will give you something.

The father-in-law went to the Yihe Hall to sleep tonight with a beautiful woman, and congratulated the little lord on the end.

Puyu took the holy decree, and the father-in-law just turned to leave, and the green branch happily congratulated: "Little master, congratulations."

The night is boundless, and the candles in the stone street lamps on both sides are brightly lit. A crescent moon hangs far in the sky, the moonlight is light, and the night breeze blows slowly, making this spring night particularly poetic.

Puyu followed Xu Jing step by step. Puyu's steps were a little slow, stepping on the stone steps step by step, and the Yihe Hall was getting closer and closer.

Yihe Hall is the emperor's bedroom, Puyu has never been there, only heard the green branch said, the emperor of the west side of the Yihe Hall often rests there, as a dormitory, and the east side is used as the imperial study.

The direction she was taking now was obviously the direction of the east side hall, and Puyu hadn't had time to think about it yet. He has come to an open vermilion carved door, Song Jin's ordinary moon-white dragon pattern regular clothes, sitting in front of the vermilion sandalwood table in the hall, holding a brush, under the bright candlelight, he is more handsome.

When he heard the movement, he raised his head slightly and met Puyu's eyes: "You're here!"

Puyu stepped in with a face, the thick carpet in the room was soft, as if stepping on the clouds, Puyu walked to the table, stood still, and said with a smile: "The concubine has seen the emperor."

Song Jin pointed to the location next to him and said to Puyu, "Come here."

Puyu moved to his side, and he handed the fold in his hand to Puyu: "Yu'er, look at what's wrong?"

Puyu was slightly stunned, gently closed the fold in his hand, and handed it back to Song Jin, he smiled and didn't answer: "Harem concubines are not allowed to participate in politics, and concubines dare not violate palace rules." I hope the emperor will forgive me. ”

He smiled heartily, with a strong smile in his quiet black pupils, and said, "Yu'er, why did I say that you should watch the folds?"

It turned out to be a prank.

Puyu pointed to the two big characters on the cover, happy in her heart, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I never said it." But the emperor deliberately misled the concubines. ”

Song Jin said: "Yu'er is really sharp. Open it up and take a look. ”

Puyu opened it, and a purple magnolia tree was spent on the paper, and said, "The emperor has won the award."

Song Jin was silent, looked at it extremely seriously for a while, and said jokingly: "I haven't seen you for a few hours, how can you be so thick-skinned, and you don't even care about euphemism."

Pu Yu smiled and asked: "The emperor sincerely praises the concubines, if the concubines are twisted and dare not admit it, wouldn't they be in vain to bear the emperor's appreciation?"

Song Jin was speechless, he was really a little fox who couldn't joke at all, and when he was in a hurry, he bit and changed the topic: "How about this painting?"

Puyu put the painting under the candlelight on the table, tasted it carefully, and replied truthfully: "Bad for yourself, the painting is very bad."

The fair-skinned and slender index finger pointed at one place emptily, and said lightly; "The author is inattentive and a little irritable when he paints. As for the other concubines, it is impossible to judge, because the concubines have never seen purple orchids. ”

Puyu looked up from the painting, met his jade-like pupils, and said with a shallow smile, "Good eyesight." ”

Puyu tilted his head and asked, "Why did the emperor show me other people's picture scrolls, and not show me his own." ”

She had just started to learn painting from Chen Zhiyi, and when she accidentally saw his paintings in the teacher's studio, they were vigorous and delicate, which was exactly what she lacked in her paintings, and she still remembers them.

"How do you know that the painting is not mine?"

Puyu smiled and said, "I've seen your paintings. And the teacher often says that you are his protégé, if you drew it, it is estimated that the teacher will break into the palace and beat you. ”

Song Jin pulled Puyu, wrapped her hands around her thin waist, brought her into her arms, and said slightly, "Yu'er, don't let guess whose painting it is?" “

She was trapped in his arms, her waist was clasped by his hands, his warm snort was sprayed on his neck, and the tip of his nose was the sandalwood on his body: "The concubine can't guess." ”

She wanted to get up from his arms, her palms propped up on his warm chest, her long hair uncurled, like soft and smooth black silk, spread on his knees, and he called to her softly, "Yu'er." The voice seemed to be dyed with something, and it was particularly tempting and hoarse, and Puyu replied: "What's the ......matter?"

Before she could finish her words, the burning breath suddenly skipped through her nose, and her words were kissed by a pair of warm lips. Puyu lost the concentration she had been proud of for years, lost herself, and stared at the man in front of her who was touching the wings of her nose and breathing.

He turned his back to the candlelight, and she could clearly see that his fair face was stained with a glimmer of light, and his dark jade eyes stared deeply at her.

The knobby fingers brushed her brow gently, and his five fingers pierced through her black hair and landed on the back of her head.

His lips moved slightly away from hers, her consciousness lingering in her mind, and Puyu leaned back slightly, pulling her distance from him.

He leaned closer, trapping her between the sandalwood table and his chest, unable to advance or retreat.

Thin lips and re-cover. This time it's no longer a gentle taste.