Dongyang was stunned by her all of a sudden, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

The master is not only angry with the emperor, but also angry with herself, obviously she is a big grin and unruly person, but now she is so well-behaved, and it makes people feel distressed when they see it.

No, that's not entirely true. The master is not quiet all the time now, at least not on the surface, as long as you want her to laugh, she is still laughing, it's just ......

Dongyang sighed: "Niangniang is going to the inner hall to rest for a while?" ”

"No, you go find me some notebooks, I'm a little bored." Feng Qian sat on the side of the desk and bit a wolf's hair, and from time to time scribbled two strokes on rice paper.

Dongyang glanced at it lightly, and felt that the master should be painting, and couldn't help but be surprised, it turned out that the master could still have this craft after losing his memory.

"What does the master want to see?" Dongyang asked.

"Whatever, whatever." Feng Qian waved his hand, thought for a while, and added: "It's best to talk about rivers and lakes and folk affairs, but you can also fight in the deep palace or something, anyway, you can find me some of each, and when you see what you like, I'll let you find something similar." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will go."

******

Huazhang Palace.

In front of the dressing table in the inner hall, Linglong carefully combed Concubine Qi's hair, but she was happy in her heart. This joy does not come from herself, but when the mother is happy, she is happy, because when the mother is in a good mood, she will not be angry with her.

"Comb this palace better." Concubine Qi looked at the bronze mirror, the corners of her mouth smiled, and the eyebrows that flew obliquely into the temples revealed a charm, "This palace will go to see the emperor in a while." ”

"Yes, the slave knows." Linglong replied, "But the mother is born well, and she looks good in any bun." Even the slave couldn't help but be amazed when she saw it, let alone the emperor. ”

Concubine Qi covered her lips and laughed a few times: "Dead girl, just you can speak." ”

But what he said is not wrong at all, the emperor still has her in his heart.

In fact, to be honest, the night before, she really thought that the emperor disdained to touch her, so she would use busy official business as an excuse. At that time, she was really painful and humiliated in her heart, and she didn't understand how things could have become like this.

But fortunately, fortunately, she did not give up.

The emperor is such a cold person, didn't she already know it? What else do you care?

Don't look at the emperor's kindness to Feng Qian, so she also wants to get that good, the kind of thing that can be met but not wanted, she doesn't have to force it. As long as the emperor has her in his heart, it is enough, after all, she is not the only woman in this harem, if she really wants to be jealous of everyone, she must not be jealous to death?

No, here's the opportunity.

Last night, didn't the emperor let her sleep again?

Thinking of that hearty ** taste, Concubine Rao Shiqi felt that she was thick-skinned, and she couldn't help but blush her cheeks slightly, and a trace of shyness flashed in her eyes.

I heard that the emperor just went to Fengyang Palace, but now that she is back in the imperial study, her chance has come again, isn't it?

After combing her bun and putting on makeup, Concubine Qi stood up from the round stool gracefully, gently hooked the corners of her lips, and gestured with her hands and feet, and was extremely charming.

"Are you ready with everything you have prepared?"

Linglong nodded: "Hui Niangniang, it's already prepared outside." ”

"Not bad." Concubine Qi gave her an appreciative smile, "The palace is going to the imperial study now, and the dinner is more sumptuous, and the emperor may come." ”