When Chu Xuan met Wang Huanyi, he really wanted to say that the road was narrow. She was stuffed for several days, and she couldn't hold back herself from going out for a walk. I didn't expect to meet Wang Huanyi this time.

She didn't have much impression of Wang Huanyi, but she couldn't stand Wang Huanyi treating her as a model and knowing her appearance. At that time, Chu Xuan didn't believe it when she heard it, she had something to imitate, but she couldn't stand the fact that there were many people who said it. Even once the emperor said so, but it was said that the image is not like God.

Imitating the person who came to be favored, Chu Xuan naturally had no good impression. As a result, this is not the person she saw when she met Wen Jieyu, and when she asked her at that time, she didn't have to speak, so she just kept crying.

Wang Huanyi saw Chu Xuan wearing a moon-white silk dress, a three-winged warbler feather hairpin on her bun, and a flying swallow heavy bead earrings swaying under her ears, and paced slowly with steps.

Coincidentally, Wang Huanyi and Chu Xuan collided on a small road. Originally, it was already clear who was advancing and who was retreating, and Wang Huanyi was lower than Chu Xuan, so Chu Xuan should be allowed to go first. But Wang Huanyi is stubborn, so he just stuck there and refused to leave.

Chu Xuan frowned slightly, but Yu Rong spoke one step ahead of her: "Get out of the way!"

Wang Huanyi glared at her: "You are just a palace maid, what qualifications do you have to say such things to the master."

Chu Xuan, the person who protected the short, listened to Wang Huanyi's words and spoke: "What's wrong with the qualifications that this master gave her?" What's the grievance? ”

Wang Huanyi sneered: "What kind of subordinate there is, what kind of master there is."

Chu Xuan Changdai picked it up, stepped forward and slapped his palm, and the sound was very crisp and loud.

"This slap on you still hurts, and if you don't get out of the way, there will be more than one slap!"

Wang Huanyi covered her face, looking at her with incredulity in her eyes. Wang Huanyi is not arrogant on weekdays, but he is just happy, and he really doesn't dare to let her beat her, after all, he is used to living in a civilized society, and everyone is equal. This time he was actually beaten by Chu Xuan, which was simply unbearable.

Yu Rong hurriedly followed and stood behind Chu Xuan, Chu Xuan looked angry: "Don't get out of the way?" He raised his hand.

Wang Huan raised her hand and shrunk when she saw her. It turned out that her hand had not fallen for a long time, and she felt ashamed, and she was unwilling to step back and give way. Facts tell us that if you lose in momentum, you really lose.

As for how angry Wang Huanyi was when he returned to Yanqing Pavilion, how many things he dropped, and how many times he cursed her. Chu Xuan didn't care about it, what did Wang Huanyi do with her.

Chu Xuanfang returned from the Imperial Garden, and before he entered the Yihua Xuan, he saw Li Quanzhong guarding the door. I was relieved, and sure enough, as soon as I stepped into Yihuaxuan, I saw Gu Jun sitting on a chair sipping tea.

As soon as Gu Jun heard the footsteps and turned back, he looked at her with a smile: "Why did you go out for so long?"

Chu Xuan leaned up and hugged his neck: "The concubine went to the imperial garden, and her hands hurt."

Gu Jun took her hand: "Will your hands hurt when you go to the Imperial Garden?"

Chu Xuan looked proud: "That's not, you don't know how majestic the concubine is."

Gu Jun raised his eyebrows and bit down two words: "Majestic?"

Chu Xuan covered his ears like a trick: "You didn't hear it, you didn't hear anything."

Gu Jun's smile deepened, and he pulled down her hand: "But I have heard everything."

Chu Xuan glanced at him and snapped his fingers: "Your Majesty, you don't know how hateful that Wang Baolin is."

Gu Jun just fell in love with her little appearance, and stretched out his hand to hug her tightly: "What's wrong?" How can you embarrass her again? ”

When Chu Xuan heard this, he wanted to break out of his embrace, and muttered: "Well, the concubine is embarrassed by her again, and the emperor is distressed."

Gu Jun hugged her harder in his arms, and even said with a smile: "Don't make trouble."

Chu Xuan snorted lightly, found a comfortable place in his arms and leaned on it.

In a place that was difficult for Gu Jun's line of sight to reach, the arrogant look on Chu Xuan's face faded away, and his face was flat. Gu Jun spoils her so much now, she naturally has done enough to be a favorite concubine. But it's not pampered and arrogant, if so, the first one who can't tolerate her and stretch out his hand to send her to hell may be Gu Jun.

It's a pity that today, Chu Xuan slapped Wang Huanyi, and Wang Huanyi was destined to suffer. Wang Huanyi's failure is that he shouldn't fight with the original owner of the imitation, after all, compared with the fake, it's still more valuable than the real thing, isn't it?

Gu Jun took Chu Xuan's hand and rubbed it lightly in his big palm. Rubbing his hands, he was not honest, and the branches on the moon were another good night's dreams.

In the early morning of the next day, Gu Jun looked at Chu Xuan lying on the couch with a funny face, staring at a pair of big watery eyes with a confused look that had just woken up, and refused to get up on the couch. Gu Jun walked to the side of the couch and patted Chu Xuan on the cheek: "I'm so greedy for sleep every day."

I saw Chu Xuan flatten his mouth and muttered, "It's not the emperor's fault."

Men like to praise others for their own abilities, even the emperor who is the Emperor of the Ninety-Five.

Gu Jun was very helpful when he heard this, rubbed her cheeks and turned around and walked out of Yihuaxuan.

Gu Jun sat on the dragon chariot and closed his eyes to recuperate, and said lightly: "What's the matter between Chu Guiren and Wang Baolin?"

Li Quanzhong, who was walking beside the dragon chariot, was frightened and speculated on the emperor's tone. But I didn't come up with a reason, so I just told the truth.

Li Quanzhong hung his head and said cautiously: "The slave heard that it was Chu Guiren and Wang Baolin who met in the Imperial Garden, and it happened that the two crossed the same path, and Chu Guiren and Wang Baolin had a dispute."

Although Li Quanzhong didn't say everything, Gu Jun could also understand it. Disputes? It's nothing more than a question of who comes first and who comes last. However, this matter is obvious at a glance, and there will be disputes, which is really unruly.

Gu Jun closed his eyes and stopped talking. Li Quanzhong took the opportunity to glance at Gu Jun's face, and there was nothing serious. Come to think of it, how could the emperor take the little fight of the harem concubines to heart.

Wang Huanyi frowned, his face was full of irritability, the emperor went to Chu Xuan last night, and Chu Xuan's fox didn't know how to blow the wind on the pillow. Thinking of this, she couldn't sleep well last night, and her face was a lot haggard.

Wang Huanyi pulled the handkerchief and looked at the maid beside him with a wrinkled face: "You say...... Will Chu Xuan go to sue the master? ”

The more she spoke, the more annoyed she felt, her veils were crumpled into folds, and she gritted her teeth and said, "She is a slut!"

The maidservant was also speechless when she looked at it, after all, her master's style was indeed arrogant, not to mention the noble Chu noble, at a glance, it was the master who reciprocated a tooth for a tooth, if she didn't sue, the sky would fall.

The maid had no choice but to find a way to comfort Wang Huanyi: "Master, isn't there no movement in this emperor's place, maybe the emperor also pities you."

Wang Huanyi's face softened, and he muttered to himself: "Yes...... The emperor must have pity on the master. ”

Suddenly, Wang Huanyi's eyes lit up, and he put down his handkerchief: "Quick, go and let someone stew a cup of wolfberry rock sugar pear soup, and I will personally send it to the emperor."

The servant girl was stunned, didn't this hit the muzzle of the gun?

Wang Huanyi stared at the servant with a blank face, and slapped the table suddenly: "What are you doing in a daze!" Didn't you hear what the Lord said!? ”

The maidservant girl only complied and walked out of Yanqing Pavilion quickly.

Wang Huanyi carried the pear wood carved food box and carried a handmaiden to Changle Palace. But I never thought that before I stepped on the stone steps of the Changxin Palace, I was forcibly stopped there.

Li Quanzhong squeezed a smiling face, and the words he said were like playing Tai Chi: "Little master, the emperor is now dealing with political affairs, I'm afraid I don't have time to meet the little master, the little master might as well come back another day."

Wang Huanyi saw that Li Quanzhong said this, and he could only give up. As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person. What's more, the person in front of him is still a celebrity next to the emperor.

Wang Huanyi smiled stubbornly and handed him the food box in his hand: "The pear soup specially made by the owner for the emperor is also expected to be presented to the emperor when the emperor is not busy."

Li Quanzhong took the food box with a smile: "Yes."

Wang Huanyi watched Li Quanzhong walk all the way into the Changxin Palace, and returned with a gloomy and disappointed face.

In the Changxin Palace, Gu Jun raised his head and glanced at Li Quanzhong, who stepped over the threshold and entered.

"What's wrong?"

Li Quanzhong smiled: "Back to the emperor, it was Wang Baolin of Yanqing Pavilion who brought Sydney pear soup to the emperor."

Gu Jun put down the wolf's hair, folded his hands on the case, and said playfully: "Wang Baolin?"

Gu Jun picked up the wolf again, and buried his head in reviewing the folds. Just as Li Quanzhong was wiping his cold sweat, he only heard his leisurely voice: "Let's go to Wang Baolin tonight."

Li Quanzhong answered softly, holding a handful of cold sweat and waiting aside. The ancients were like tigers. Sure enough, the ancients did not deceive me, yesterday they were still entangled with Chu Guiren, and today they plan to go to Wang Baolin to take him into their arms.

All in all, all he had to do was take care of himself. It is not in vain that he can achieve the position of chief eunuch, but he can't let this hard-won position be lost in vain. As for the emperor's thoughts, it is better to keep them in his heart.

Wang Huanyi sat on the main seat of Yanqing Pavilion with a sad face, and the steps were full of broken porcelain. The palace maid beside her stood tremblingly aside, still muttering about broken peace, broken peace.

As soon as the little eunuch in the worship room stepped into the Yanqing Pavilion, he felt a low pressure permeating the entire Yanqing Pavilion. The flattering smile on his face almost didn't collapse, and he coughed lightly: "Little Lord Wang."

Wang Huanyi had a cold face, and he didn't even look at the visitor, so he naturally didn't have a good face: "What's the matter, say."

The eunuch of the respectful room raised his hand and touched his nose in embarrassment: "Tonight, Yanqing Pavilion is in charge of the lamp."

Wang Huanyi subconsciously responded coldly: "Hmm."

It took a long time for him to come to his senses, and he suddenly stood up from his chair and raised his voice: "What did you say!?"

He repeated the words again, and Wang Huanyi suddenly turned dark clouds and couldn't help but be happy.

She hurriedly beckoned him to sit down, and asked him to serve a cup of tea for him to drink tea and rest. But he waved his hand and said that there was something else. It's not that he is ignorant, the appearance of the master just now is really different from now, which makes him look panicked. Wang Huan ordered someone to prepare a big purse and stuffed it in his sleeve busily, and those who didn't take the silver were stupid. He walked out of Yanqing Pavilion happily with the silver in his hand.