The Queen Mother and the Queen Mother Ma originally wanted to scold their daughter-in-law for a few words, but they were stupid for a while, no one had ever seen Qianqian dance, except for the waves, of course, no one in the world had this qualification and honor.

Of course, being a mother-in-law is qualified, but how can a daughter-in-law dance for her mother-in-law? That was not yelled at by the two stubborn old women, "Xiao Ming, get out!" ”

Who would have thought that with the rhythm of the drums and fairy music aroused by the women, the queen mother, who was usually happy and angry, and always looked solemn, actually clapped her hands and stepped on the rhythm of the drum music.

The most shocking thing is that the Queen Mother, who has always been a little proud of her childish temper, also shook her head to the melody.

My God, this scene simply made everyone, including Li Guotai, who knew the habits of the two palaces best, and Chang Shi, the two eunuchs, unable to look directly.

Pressing back the dropped jaw, the two found a big problem, if they encounter this matter, they must avoid it, you dare to watch the Queen Mother of the Two Palaces dance? When you wake up, you're dead!

With two squeaks, the two chamberlains stepped on the hot wheels and fled, and the palace maids brought by the two queen mothers also hid away like lightning.

This is not like the domineering and presumptuous dance that Li Yuan and Li Shimin, father and son, danced because they broke the Turks and captured the Turkic Khan, no matter how presumptuous they are, they are also men, not afraid of you see!

But Qianqian, look at the fact that you have damaged all the harems of the Ming Dynasty, what has become of this style of painting?

At this time, Qianqian was covered in light sweat, revealing half of her fragrant shoulders.

Li Guotai and Chang Shi begged God to worship the Buddha and were happy that their legs were fast, thanks to their fast legs, if they really saw Qianqian like this, Tianlang would definitely gouge out their eyeballs.

Qianqian's shoulder line is exceptionally even, and the beautiful collarbone has been slimmed down for a month, and the delicate slenderness is clear, she is no matter whether she is fat and thin, whether she has a flat mouth or a smile, she is 360 degrees of beauty without dead ends. Her thousands of appearances are also a beautiful dream that all women yearn for.

"What, what Mr. Eighteen, what did you say? The slave didn't understand. ”

Tianlang, who was drunk and unconscious, was sent to the front hall of the east, during which he kept muttering about Mr. Eighteen, and no one could understand Zhang Fulu and Quan Weiguo.

Tianlang grinned and smirked, "Hehe, aren't you two of Mr. Eighteen, but you died too miserably, you were killed by Sun Kewang's straight lady thief, and I am reluctant to let you die!" ”

It sounds so infiltrating, Quan Weiguo and Zhang Fulu are in a cold sweat on their backs, what do you mean to be reluctant to let them die?

Tianlang is talking about the eighteen gentlemen in history, which does include Quan Weiguo and Zhang Fulu, the so-called eighteen gentlemen, are loyal to the Ming Dynasty, loyal to the Yongli Emperor eighteen people, including two eunuchs, Mr. Eighteen was finally killed by Sun Kewang.

It's just that when Tianlang said this, Sun Kewang's grave grass was also three feet high, of course, if someone else set up a grave for Sun at the time of the condition.

"Long live the lord, the slave maid doesn't know the eighteenth gentleman you said, but the long live lord said let the slave and maid die, and the slave and maid are willing to die for you, as long as the long live lord and the mother can be well, Da Ming is well, what is the difference between Quan Weiguo and Zhang Fulu is life or death?"

As he spoke, Quan Weiguo and Zhang Fulu burst into tears, they should have been moved by Tianlang's drunken words, right?

It's just that the person who said the drunk talk was already snoring like thunder at this moment......

After a night of carnival, she returned to the main hall, and through the screen window, she was covered with quiet moonlight, watching her man fall asleep like a child, saying what he wanted to say in his dreams like an ordinary person, Qianqian was very distressed.

He once said that before he met her, he didn't dare to sleep too hard, for fear that he would be poisoned by someone and even lose his head.

Now that she was there, the girl leaned on the head of his bed, and looked sideways at the man who had just been stripped of his coat by everyone, and the girl said to him like a child: "Sleep, sleep well, I finally know that you not only belong to me, but also to this world, there are so many enemies who want to kill you, and you lie quietly by my side; There are so many traitors who want to control you, and you still sleep peacefully. ”

Patting, thinking, the banquet has dispersed, the world has returned to the silence of chatting, recalling what she just said, Qianqian felt funny, she said to Du Heng and Yu Qing'er behind her: "I'm so stupid, what I said is stupid, maybe I'm drunk today?" ”

Fang Zhi is the most alcoholic of the four sisters, and she has long been drunk and does not know where to go.

Du Heng replied to her with a drunken face: "My sister is not drunk, my sister is intoxicated by the emperor." ”

"Aren't you the same?" Qianqian asked with a smile, and seemed to say to herself: "As for me, what luxury do I have in this life to have such a man who dares to be proud of the world and loves me with fine hair like silk in my life?" ”

Fang Zhi and the others were silent.

Everyone is gone, and the inner room of the main hall is also quiet, and the purple gold incense burner exudes a salty and intoxicating smell of dipterocarp.

The courtyard sounded the sound of Qianqian's piano, which was a song "Guangling San" that borrowed the piano to express his feelings, the melody was free and easy, clear, plain and long, and not in a hurry, dull and dumb like poetry, and like desolate autumn water, quiet and soothing, cold and unmistakable.

Qianqian sat outside the window, with her thoughts, popped up the song "Guangling San", maybe she was complaining about Ji Kang, the first master of ancient and modern times who played "Guangling San", he sighed before he died, regretting that he did not teach this song to others before his death, and let the secret method of playing this ancient song be lost. ”

Now that Ji Kang's "Guangling San" has been lost, Qianqian has no choice but to play the music scores left by others, she thinks: What kind of open-minded and indifferent person should Ji Kang, the leader of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest and the one who opened the Jin Dynasty? But he also has something in his heart, and he refuses to teach others a piece of music that he loves in his life.

Her guqin was so loud that even thunder could not shake it except for the sleep of the waves, and the people in the inner courtyard of the entire harem listened to it as if they were fascinated.

The melodious sound of the piano is outside the sky, and it seems to tell the story of the family's spring, summer, autumn and winter in the Jingjiang Palace.

The sound of the piano floating in the sky made the queen mother of the two palaces also open the screen window respectively, and looked up through the colorful golden cinnamon and silver cinnamon in the leisure court, and a smile appeared in the corner of her eyes, wanting to greet the crooked moon.

Moon, are you singing? Moon, are you cold and cold, or warm and moist? Are you tender like water, or are you sincere like fire?

You are no one, you are you, you are crying and crying in the Guanghan Palace, talking and laughing, sometimes naughty, sometimes clever, sometimes gentle, sometimes willful little girl, you are a little goblin who loves someone and always loses his temper.

Just like you love him, you must also love Da Ming, but you are also naughty and always want to take a prank 'ah-woo' bite on all the people and things you love.

(End of chapter)