Let the harem make waves, and let some words reach His Majesty's ears, I'm afraid that some people will think too much. In this harem, Wu Meiniang's ears and eyes are all over the place, and Wu Meiniang's style of acting is as ruthless as ever.

If she threatens her, she will usually eradicate it decisively and completely.

Anything happens in this harem, if you want to hide Wu Meiniang, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

That night, the attacker slept on the couch and shivered for a night. Fortunately, she is the person arranged by Wu Meiniang next to the crown prince Li Hong, otherwise her fate would not be any different from Xiaoyue.

The Qing court maid felt that it was useful to keep her, so she left her. But there is no need to say this to the mother again, just need to mention it briefly. In this harem, Niangniang has always let her listen to and control, and the matter of killing people and staining blood can't be touched by Niangniang.

On the last night before the Double Ninth Festival, Wu Meiniang drank a glass of wine after dinner, but after putting down the wine glass, she had some leisure, so she asked Chen Fang to accompany her around the workshop.

When I arrived in Chongyang, the weather was getting colder and colder day by day, and at this time, Wu Meiniang was wearing the queen's palace dress and a big red thick coat.

Holding Chen Fang's hand, he was walking on the verandah in the Tang Workshop.

The weather is cold, there are fewer and fewer people here, late in the summer, here the weaver girl embroidered in groups to enjoy the cool, and there are women singing Jiangnan tunes, dancing beautiful dances, at this time is obviously gone.

As soon as Wu Meiniang took Chen Fang's hand and walked to the verandah, several pairs of mandarin ducks in the distance saw it and hurriedly avoided it.

On this verandah, there are only two people, the mother and the horse.

Wu Meiniang walked the verandah by the pond, and at this time, in the light of the palace lights, the lotus leaves had fallen in the autumn wind.

Wu Meiniang sat on the stone bench, and Chen Fang stuffed a cloth pad in his arms under Niangniang's buttocks when Niangniang didn't sit down.

"It's cold, and so is this stone bench."

"You are so careful, you are more careful than the personal palace maid of the main palace before."

Wu Meiniang sat down, but the cloth cushion still carried Chen Fang's body temperature.

"You were just brought into the palace by the main palace, and the first festival you ever had was Chongyang."

"Niangniang, the minister still remembers that last year, the former minister of Chongyang offered a wine party."

"Well, you can also drink the chrysanthemum wine made by that wine party this year, and you can taste it tomorrow, but you can't drink it."

"The minister knows, the minister's amount of alcohol is small."

"Almost every time there is a banquet in the palace, you are drunk, this time you are not allowed to get drunk, otherwise there will be no one to accompany the palace."

Wu Meiniang said, holding Chen Fang's hand, but put it on her palace skirt, Chen Fang rubbed it a few times, but across the palace skirt, this palm felt different.

"Niangniang, yesterday Meng Fei found the minister and said that he would hold a wedding banquet for some newlyweds in the workshop, and the minister planned to hold it after the Chongyang Festival."

"It's a workshop business, just make your own decisions!"

"The minister wants to invite Niangniang and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to go too!"

"Okay, Honggong and Hong'er also join in the fun, and they are happy with the newcomers."

Wu Meiniang said, looking at Chen Fang, there was a kind of gentleness between her eyebrows and eyes, and there was also a hint of natural charm.

Since her mind was on Chen Fang, she became more and more gentle and obedient to Chen Fang.

"Mother, you say them!"

"Xian'er Taiping naturally called them, and their favorite thing is to be lively."

"Ugh!"

Originally, it was good to let Wu Meiniang and Li Hong go, but now it's okay, Wu Meiniang wants to bring a big family.

"By the way, Chen Fang, this palace suddenly wants to eat lotus root, this palace remembers that you haven't done that lotus root for a long time, after this palace knows you, is it a lot greedy?"

"Oh,, wait!"

Chen Fang said, pulled his trouser legs, and went directly to the lotus pond.

"Chen Fang, come up, the water in the pond is cold! If you don't have a lotus root, you won't do it. ”

"Niangniang, the minister picked a new lotus root, and I will make it for Niangniang immediately!"

At this time, how could the owner of Chen Dafang let go of this opportunity to be courteous. The water in the pond is cold, isn't it cold, and it is not frozen.

"It's still coming up, the water in the pond is too cold."

Chen Fang had already bent over, and he had already taken a section of lotus root in his hand, but it was still sticking to the silt in the pool.

At this time, Wu Meiniang looked at him picking lotus roots in the pool. But there was something touching.

Think about the year that Chen Fang entered the palace, but how many times he moved himself.

On weekdays, you are a flamboyant guy, you are dizzy when you can shoot a sycophant, and you are greedy for money.

But occasionally, he touched himself the most in his life.

At this time, I don't know why, looking at the way he picked lotus root in the pond, Wu Meiniang recalled all kinds of things in this year.

In the past year, he has given himself how much warmth and touch, and how many times he has inadvertently cared about taking care of him.

At the prince's birthday banquet, when the ministers were rejoicing that the prince could listen to the government and begin to learn to deal with the government, the whole world celebrated. Only he spoke for himself and avenged his grievances.

That limerick poem, others don't know, Wu Meiniang has written it three times by herself, and every time she writes it, she can't help but trance his shadow in her mind.

At the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, he walked seven steps backwards and became three poems, at this time Wu Meiniang clearly remembered the appearance of his poems every time he opened his mouth, in his heart, he was the fairy on the Yao platform, the red apricot on the branches.

His Majesty took her as the theme that day, but in fact, Wu Meiniang was worried about him, but he didn't expect that every poem in the end was so amazing and brilliant, and the skills were overwhelming.

What others care about is the poem, but what Wu Meiniang cares about is the closeness revealed in the poem, but in his heart he turned out to be like that.

That day, chasing a white deer in the forest, but encountering wolves, at this time Wu Meiniang clearly remembered that he pounced on him without scruples to overwhelm him, but his shoulder was almost bitten through by the wolf's canine teeth.

He held a dagger in his hand to block the wolves, and even though he was wounded in many places, he didn't let himself be hurt even in the slightest.

He protected his appearance, but he pierced his heart.

The man who was brought into the palace from Honglu Temple, which was originally just used to dispel loneliness, occupied her heart like this.

At this time, watching him pick lotus roots in the lotus pond, regardless of the cold water in the pond, such a scene has not known how many times it has happened.

At this time, Chen Fang picked a few sections of lotus roots before going ashore, Wu Meiniang hurriedly helped him, pulled him up, and picked up the lotus roots on the ground with Chen Fang.

"Niangniang, don't take it, it's dirty, it's full of pond mud."

"It's good to wash it after it's dirty!"

"What the mother said makes sense!"

"Your mouth is the poorest, this lotus root is picked, where to do it?"

"Mother, let's go to the small cafeteria and do it! I'm afraid that Yiyang will sleep and wake her up. ”

"Hmmm! Hongu listens to you. ”

At this time, they took the lotus root, and the two of them went to the small canteen.

The stove is out of heat, and the water in the vegetable washing pond is empty.

"Niangniang, sit over there for a while, I'll go and get ready for a while."

"Hongu help you!"

"Ahh