The mulberry bamboo bank has arrived.

Although it is located in the middle of nowhere, the scene here is also incomparable to other places. As the name suggests, the courtyard is surrounded by mulberry and bamboo outside, there are rockeries, there are flowers and stones, there are also clear streams, flowers bloom in spring, cool and pleasant in summer, there are mulberries in autumn, and there are three feet of snow in winter. The former owner of this courtyard was very elegant, and he was loved by His Majesty, and the other courtyard was not like a royal garden, but like a place where a master lived in seclusion.

Yao Cang raised his feet and entered the house. Gonggong Li just wanted to sing, but was stopped by Yao Cang, and walked in by himself.

Han Qing was studying ink at the moment. This kind of work is usually done by subordinates, but Han Qing refuses to fake it. As far as he is concerned, grinding ink is probably a little fun left in this deep palace.

The side face is handsome. A little baby fat, making him look three points childish, plain makes people feel stubborn.

Han Qing's male attendant found out about Yao Cang's arrival and hurriedly knelt down to give a salute. Han Qing heard the movement, Yan Mo's movements paused, looked at the empress, and then turned his head coldly, still busy with his own business.

She has long been used to watching the room full of "Ugly Slaves" by herself, and she doesn't bother him. In the paintings on the wall, women have different postures, either fierce or burly or with teeth and claws, each with its own ugliness. The only thing in common is that there is a faint cinnabar mole on the left side of the neck and between the collarbone. Touching the cinnabar on her neck, she was not annoyed, but felt that Han Gongzi was really as naughty as a child.

She held a hand of melon seeds out of nowhere, and while admiring Han Qing's painting, she smacked loudly, and when she was tired, she picked up the tea brewed on the side and drank it as water. Han Qing was disturbed by the smell of fried melon seeds and the sound of eating melon seeds in the house, so he had to put down his pen heavily, his face full of annoyance.

“？” The perpetrator raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of questions about Han Qing.

He was helpless: "The emperor visited the residence of his ministers at night, and I don't know what it means." ”

Her expression was faint: "The self-portrait that Aiqing presented to me won my heart, and I just took a look to see if Aiqing was as heroic as in the painting." ”

"......" thought that it was the "Picture of the Morning of the Chicken", his brows were twisted, anger surged into his heart, and he didn't dare to attack, so his face turned red.

Yao Cang chuckled, but his expression was not half a smile, and he suddenly hooked his hand towards Han Qing, with three points of longing in his eyes.

“？？？” Again?

Since he accidentally discovered that Han Gongzi's means of making wine were excellent, the emperor often frequented the mulberry bamboo bank, and disappeared without a trace after asking for wine. But......

"Your Majesty, you can still remember the last ......," Gonggong Li kindly reminded.

"It's okay, I'm fine, enjoy." She thought that the wine tasted tight, interrupted Grandpa Li's words, and raised her eyebrows lightly.

He took a deep breath and said in a muffled voice: "The peach blossom brew is gone, and there is still half a pot left in June Spring." ”

She suddenly approached, her slender fingers hooked his face, and said softly, "You lied." ”

For the first time in my life, a woman was so close. But she was born so beautiful that his face turned red, and he burned like a monkey's butt at once.

Fortunately, she quickly withdrew her hand and said proudly: "Three pots of osmanthus flowers, one pot of peach blossoms, two pots in June and spring, and half a pot of drunk laughter." Your tavern, I can find it all out. ”

He turned his head away, and for a long time, reluctantly, asked the attendant to fetch a pot of peach blossoms. But she was reluctant, stretched out her hand to straighten his face, leaned over to look at him, and said, "Plus half a drunken smile." ”

The red color that had just disappeared suddenly rose again. He didn't dare to look her eyes, but hurriedly waved his hand and motioned for the attendant to do the same. Yao Cang was stunned, he really didn't expect this wine to come so easily, and he didn't know which medicine Han Qing had taken the wrong medicine today, and he had become so easy to talk to. In the past, when I begged for wine, I didn't have any threats and intimidation for three or five hours, and I was afraid that I would not hand it over easily. She didn't think much of it, took the wine, achieved her goal, and walked out of the courtyard satisfied.

The entourage saved the emperor's temperament, and no one was allowed to follow at this time, so they dispersed according to Gonggong Li's orders. At this time, Han Qing gradually regained his composure, staring blankly at the ink that had been researched, silently thinking about why he was so out of shape today.

Su Yaocang took the wine, flew up in three or two steps, lightly touched the glazed flying tiles with her toes, and sat on the highest roof in the palace and looked at the moon from afar. The moonlight tonight is very beautiful, and the wind is gentle, which is suitable for drinking and talking, dancing and swords, and tasting the fun of life. She got up, picked up the wine gourd and drank herself, the wine and the moonlight flowed into her mouth, accompanied by a faint bamboo fragrance and peach blossom flavor, it was really enjoyable.

When she drank to the fullest, she drew her sword and danced, chic and wanton. The moonlit night was bright, and I don't know when the black-clothed man standing in the palace wall admired this sword dance that was like a dragon and vast between heaven and earth, and he was stupid for a while. I didn't believe that there were demons and monsters in this world, but now when I hear this, I know that there is really a woman who is like a demon queen under the moon.

When Yaocang returned, it was already the middle of the night. Her face was red and full of wine, and she muttered, "Wine! Bring the wine! He staggered open the door by the mulberry bamboo.

Han Qing was also very alert in his sleep, and when he heard the movement, he immediately turned over and got up, and when he saw Yao Cang's face, he felt bad. Drunk and laughing is a rare wine, let alone a lamp, ordinary people can pour a glass. Looking at the emperor's appearance, it seems that he has drunk a quarter of the wine, and there is not even peach blossom brew left.

Yao Cang's eyes were confused, and he suddenly grabbed Han Qing's sleeve and muttered, "Good wine!" Wonderful! And there are! Osmanthus lane, peach blossom stuffed! Drunk...... Laugh drunk! Fast...... Give it to me! ”

He froze. To tell everyone, this is also the first time he has ...... was pulled by the woman's sleeves, or in the case of only wearing single clothes. After a while, he reacted, and hurriedly helped Yao Cang into the house, and instructed his subordinates to cook sobering soup.

Yao Cang didn't give up: "Don't ...... Don't pretend to me! Your wine ...... It's ...... Hiccup in the backyard cellar! I'm ...... I've tasted them all! Flavor...... Not bad...... Hiccup, hey, hey......"

How could Han Qing ever see such an emperor! A person who is usually so cold and has "Don't approach the living" written on his face is the same when he starts to get drunk...... It's cute.

"Hot!" She muttered to herself.

At this moment, Han Qing felt helpless, and he grabbed Yao Cang's sleeve tightly to prevent her from continuing to strip her clothes. Her hands were finally honest, but her feet were constantly moving, like a child who didn't get what she loved, tossing and turning her temper.

After a long time, the decanting soup was finally served. He let out a long breath and hurriedly fed her to take it, and before he had even taken two sips, the thing gradually quieted down, and when he looked again, he fell asleep.

"......" was silent for a while. This is the first time she wants to get drunk and laugh, she usually drinks not so much, and after going out and drinking, she will find a place to sleep by herself. The last time I was on the roof, I contracted a cold and was sick for three days; Last time was at the gate, I hurt my waist and had a massage for three days in a row; The most recent time was on the big mulberry tree outside the courtyard, and he asked the palace maids, guards, and eunuchs in the courtyard to go out together, and then he found the emperor who was sleeping on the branches.

Unreliable, unreliable, this product is really unreliable. He Han is really taught.

For some reason, watching her lie defenselessly on her bed, her face flushed, and her thick eyelashes curled sultryly, there would be an unexpected peace of mind.

Maybe she's not as scary as she seems.