The emperor didn't know if he noticed that Tang Fei's idea was unnatural, but he used a little force to hold Tang Fei tighter. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info took a few steps forward, leaned closer, and looked at the straw basket.

The basket is paved with some broken steps of various colors, and there are a few white and round pebbles for decoration, which I think are birds' eggs at first glance.

Seeing the questioning look in the emperor's eyes, Tang Fei didn't wait for him to ask any more questions, and took the initiative to explain: "The grass basket is too light, so you have to put something to suppress it, otherwise it will be unstable." ”

Of course, the reason is not only this, but also Tang Fei's bad taste.

Because on the side of the straw basket there was a little sparrow, also made of hay, standing vividly on the pebbles, kicking its little paws and stretching its little wings, as if it were dancing.

The small black mung bean-sized eyes were deliberately dotted by Tang Fei with ink, and they were vivid, as if they would spread their wings and fly away in the next second.

The emperor looked at this little sparrow, and always felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

When I think about it, isn't it the sparrow that my stupid brother Rui Wang always carries with him?

But after thinking about it again, she really thought too much, and it was impossible for Tang Jieyu to know any Rui Wang. Besides, the sparrows in the world all look the same, and I guess I only know that one sparrow, so I think all the sparrows in the world are like her.

The emperor didn't think much about it, and looked to the side again, there were some small flowers of various colors on the side of the small basket, one by one, bundled into a small bunch, which looked bright and delicate.

This season, there are still such bright flowers in this lingering pavilion? What kind of flower is this?

When I got closer, it was not a real flower, but a combination of silk cloth of various colors.

"You did that too?"

Tang Fei lowered his head and responded: "Yes." ”

"What is this?"

Tang Fei raised his head, and the emperor was referring to the neatly arranged cobblestone army that he had placed on the side of the Bogu shelf.

"It's a stone."

Eight pebbles, each the size of a goose egg, stand like a tumbler, standing in rows.

All kinds of drawings are drawn with colored paints.

The emperor picked up a pebble, on which a human face was drawn, and the whole stone looked like a man without hair.

Tang Fei also used a black pen to delicately draw two beards on the mouth of the face, and the whole face looked very cute and ridiculous.

The emperor picked up another stone, but this stone was made in the shape of a pear.

The surface of the stone was painted yellow, and there were a few dots of pockmarks with a black pen on it, like a spot of a pear, and a pear pedicle was drawn on the head.

I checked it in my hand, turned it around, and there was a poem written on it: "Two pineapples are singing green willows." ”

What is this written without a beginning or an end?

This pineapple?

Although the emperor has never felt that he was born with omniscience, in the past 20 years, he has never encountered such a unique and unique pineapple.

The emperor coughed lightly and calmly put the eggshell back again.

hugged Tang Fei and sat on the chaise longue where Tang Fei was reclining when he came, and as soon as he sat down, the emperor noticed the difference again.

That's right, Tang Fei has always been accustomed to enjoyment, but in ancient times, there was no reason to wronged himself with such good conditions, right?

Therefore, Tang Fei's chaise longue is designed after the current sofa.

As soon as the emperor sat down, he felt that his whole body was about to sink into it, and it was so soft.

Leaning back slightly, I felt that my whole body was collapsing into a piece of softness, but it was so close.

This Tang Jieyu is too good at enjoying it!

The emperor sighed in his heart.

Unconsciously gave birth to an illusion, as if he was busy in the Qianqing Palace every day, working hard, but just to feed Tang Fei to enjoy himself comfortably in this Lingering Fragrance Pavilion every day.

Thinking about it like this, I unconsciously gave birth to a kind of resentment, and looked at the 'culprit' still standing aside with an innocent face, and my heart was even more unfair.

stretched out his hand, just pulled, Tang Fei was exclaimed, and when he looked at it again, he was already a beauty in his arms, ********.

"The Emperor~" Tang Fei really didn't expect the emperor's sudden movements, and couldn't help screaming, and under the whirlwind, he was already sitting in the emperor's arms.

"The concubine is ingenious, and the fruit is not ordinary." The emperor smiled softly, actually stood up, hugged Tang Fei and walked towards the inner room.

“！”

Tang Fei was really panicked now, and they all said that men are animals with lower bodies, which is really true.

Obviously everything is fine, what happened to this emperor suddenly! Scared to death, okay?

Is he going to be happy in this Lingering Pavilion? As the emperor's concubine, it is naturally a good thing that you can get the favor of the saint, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But!

But it's daytime now, and the emperor has never had a record of concubines in the palace below the concubine position!

What should I do now?

Tang Fei was confused for a while, only holding the placket of the emperor's chest tightly, the long skirt dragged to the ground, and softly brushed the corners of the emperor's robe.

The two were so close that Tang Fei was close to the emperor's chest, and he seemed to be able to hear the powerful beating of his heart.

There was a faintly floating unfamiliar aroma from the emperor's body.

He was wearing a red chrome robe with wide sleeves, and Tang Fei's peach-colored skirt was gently lifted during the action, and the red ribbon tied on the skirt fell softly on the emperor's robe.

Straight and the tassels on a yellow dragon jade pendant tied around the emperor's waist were stirred together, tightly entwined, and they were not separated from each other.

Just when Tang Fei's heart was beating like a drum and he wondered if something was going to happen, the emperor just gently put her on the bed in the inner room, and there was no other action.

Tang Fei sat on the bed in a daze, not knowing whether he should be happy or sad, he just looked at the emperor blankly, feeling like a little fool.

The emperor looked at her like that, but he was very happy.

"Is Concubine Ai expecting anything?"

Tang Fei looked at the emperor and didn't know how he should answer.

If so, would he just eat himself right here?

If not, will it seem that he doesn't like the emperor enough, it's all hypocrisy.

Tang Fei hesitated, but the emperor saw the rag doll next to Tang Fei's pillow at a glance, so he bent down and reached out and took it in his hand.

When the emperor bent over, he happened to cross Tang Fei's shoulder, poor Tang Fei thought that the emperor was going to do something, but he was nervous and fell back all of a sudden.

The bed in this lingering incense pavilion is not as big as the emperor's Qianqing Palace, it is just a single bed.

Tang Fei fell back like this, and slammed into the wall on the other side of the bed, making a "bang" sound, and Tang Fei's tears of pain swirled.

The emperor also heard the "bang", which shows that Tang Fei really hit it lightly. (To be continued.) )