Four hundred and fifty-five, fakes

What's more, she has been beautiful since she was a child, and she is a talented woman who is famous for piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

"Your Majesty." It is clear and soft like the spring breeze in March, blowing the white apricots on the branches, and like the first snow fall in Chang'an in winter.

A sky-blue narcissus wrapped with flowers and branches full-breasted skirt, revealing the powder blue embroidered red peony inside, the waist seal of the purple base powder belt will be the waist bundle is not a hand, the cuffs have gold silk embroidered with blooming peonies, silver silk hooks up a few auspicious clouds, the cloud blue skirt is long and can be dragged to the ground, the powder is like spring, like a peach blossom blooming in March, delicate.

Mingzhu is dizzy, beautiful jade is looking forward to it, between the eyebrows, there is a faint breath of bookishness, and there is a sense of coldness that makes people can't help but want to pity.

Bai Qingxing raised his head and only looked at the last beauty who was five points similar to Lin Chaoge, and couldn't help but be angry, and the purple bamboo wolf pen in his hand broke the knot.

It's great, it's great in front of him, and he deserves to be his good queen and queen mother.

The real thing has already been accepted into his arms, and in front of him is just a fake with a five-point similar face, and now he dares to appear in front of him, this time isn't it telling him that if he doesn't admit people into the palace, there will naturally be people outside who were infatuated with Lord Lin's appearance to ask for marriage.

Even if it's a fake, he can't bear it, when he looks at people with dark and gloomy eyes, it's like pulling people into the bottomless abyss, if he is seen by Wang Jiazi, I don't know how much turmoil it will cause.

Bai Qingxing thought that the person in front of him was the cousin of Queen Cui's family, but he was not angry with her, his lips were straightened, and his eyes were the color of a vulture; "You're the Queen's cousin."

"Back to Your Majesty, the courtier is the queen's cousin, and her name is Mingzhu." Cui Mingzhu originally thought that she was not allowed to come in, after all, how many concubines in the past few days could not even step in, and I was afraid that they would not even be able to hand in the soup.

"It's good, it's good in front of you." Bai Qingxing stood up and said three good words in a row.

The delicate gaze fell on her face and looked at her carefully, not letting go of an inch or inch, and patrolling her territory with her prey.

Cui Mingzhu lowered his head, revealing a piece of white skin like jade, and he didn't dare to make a single one, for fear of annoying the saint, but the joy in his heart couldn't stop rising, and his white and tender cheeks suddenly appeared to wipe the clouds and clouds. I could only see the two moons of white embroidered silver leaf soft shoes and the corners of the dark moire clothes in front of the man in front of him, as well as the faint mint fragrance that reached the tip of his nose, and he couldn't help but soften his waist.

"Your Majesty, but what's wrong with the courtiers." Cui Mingzhu was stupid this time, and he knew that his face was causing trouble, and he was still complacent in front of him, if the saint really had no intention of himself, how could he let himself enter the temple or even look at himself for a long time.

Which girl doesn't have spring.

Immediately, the overwhelming air of the vultures overwhelmed the people; "Whoever told you to come in with this face, get out of here."

One sentence suddenly caught people off guard from heaven to hell.

"Back to Your Majesty, the courtiers don't, the courtiers just ......" The more nervous people are, the more inarticulate they are, and their eyes are slightly red and dyed with rouge, and bean-sized tears fall down one by one.

Cui Mingzhu didn't understand how things had become like this, the saint shouldn't have seen himself and the face that was somewhat similar to Lin Qiqi and would be included in the harem, but what about this sudden anger and tyranny.

"If not, then who gave you the courage to let you enter the palace, I am now looking at this face and losing my appetite." The eyes are gloomy and violent, and the majesty of the long-lived emperor is overwhelming.

"Your Majesty, the courtiers don't have courtiers just because the cousin is uncomfortable, and the cousin specially asked the courtiers to help bring the soup over, as for the other courtiers, they don't dare to think about half a point." Cui Mingzhu would be a fool if he didn't understand what was going on now, it was nothing more than that this face didn't give him the icing on the cake, and it also caused annoyance, and he was more and more disgusted with Lin Qiqi who only heard about his name back then.

"It's a cousin." It seems to be sarcastic, his expression is as black as ink, and the color of an inexplicable vulture is terrifying.

Bai Qingxing originally wanted to dry her for a few days, but found that he was the one who was tortured in the end, and when he waited for the seventh day, he didn't wait for the other party's apology, but he couldn't hold his breath one step ahead of him.

When he pushed the door in, Lin Chaoge was standing in front of the thin bamboo incense curtain window, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were seductive when he heard the sound and looked back.

Greedy and cool in summer, a thin gauze skirt made of smoky shirts, a long skirt of begonia red and crane top red mixed with a brocade skirt, a thin waist and large chests, a silver filigree trim on the skirt and cuffs, a pale yellow pattern on the cuffs, and a large peony flower embroidered on the skirt.

The temples that are pulled up at will are only obliquely a branch of purple duck flower hairpins, and a thin silver tassel hangs from them.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then looked away from each other, neither of them mentioning the dispute that had occurred that day, but they vaguely knew that it was like a thorn in the middle of them.

The candlelight in the room flickered softly, shining on the man's handsome and deep face, and Bai Qingxing glanced at the pure white hat stained with ink on the desk.

"But I want to get out."

Lin Chaoge nodded undeniably, and then shook his head again, making people laugh more and more because there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

"I'm free tomorrow." Bai Qing walked up a few steps, wanting to reach out and touch it, but was dodged impartially, and his hand just wiped a few strands of her scattered hair, not angry but laughing.

"What does Your Majesty mean?" Lin Chaoge didn't think that he would really let her out kindly, but it was just another empty promise of promise.

After a long time, there will be no expectation.

"I'll go out with you tomorrow, okay." Bright and bright, with an outer moist like jade.

Sure enough, Lin Chaoge thought for a while and asked, "Your Majesty still thinks that the concubine is angry that day?" The scarlet and greasy hibiscus face raised a charming smile like a spring flower, peach and pear.

Bai Qingxing said: "How can I think that Concubine Ai is such a stingy person, but it is my reason. Seeing her gentle complexion, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Chaoge didn't expect him to apologize to himself so easily, and originally thought that she would come to the door in a few days, so it would be a little funny. Since she got the happy event of leaving the palace tomorrow, she has to put down her body, don't learn how to continue to take Qiao, otherwise she will regret it in the end than herself, and it has always been her belief to accept it when she sees it.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong, it's still the concubine who is too capricious." Lin Chaoge has always known how to write the four characters inch inch, leaning on Bai Qingxing's body, Liu Yang's waist twisted, his body was like a willow, and his white fingertips slowly drew circles on his chest; "Your Majesty said that you will take your concubines out tomorrow, but don't regret it." The deliberately low voice is like sympathy, and the coquettish begging for mercy is beautiful and seductive.

"It's hard to chase a gentleman's words, not to mention that I am the Ninety-Five, and I can still break my word and become fat." Honestly confined to her lap, she loved her porcelain white face that didn't like fat pink lips.

"But Your Majesty is not only the Ninety-Five, but also the husband of the concubine, it is difficult for Your Majesty to forget." Ha Qi is like an orchid, the soft and boneless body is like a silk flower clinging to the person in front of him, and the brown pupils are full of dependence, which perfectly pleases the man.

"Just your little mouth, if you leave the palace without permission in the future, I won't let you go as easily as now." Bai Qingxing knew that it was fake, but he was still willing to throw himself into her false sweet words and could not extricate himself.

"Then Your Majesty said that in the future, if the concubine body is doing something wrong, Your Majesty thinks about how to punish the concubine body." Lin Chaoge's smile is like fire, delicate and charming, a pair of long and warped peach blossom eyes are full of water vapor, just like a bewildering flower demon, if you don't give a lesson, you don't know how thick the sky is.

"If Yan'er makes me angry again, it's good that I punish you for copying books." Beauty throws herself into her arms, how can there be a reason to refuse, since it is a soft spring, the stamen is punctured, and wandering in the clouds is a beautiful thing in the world.

“…… ...... copying books? Before Lin Chaoge could react, Bai Qingxing had already taken out a book from his arms and handed it to her, Xu had already prepared.

Lin Chaoge took it and looked at it, and the cover page read "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra" She opened the book, looked at the columns of small characters inside, opened her eyes slightly, and asked Bai Qingxing: "This is the handwriting of Empress Jiayi?" ”

Empress Jiayi was the biological mother of Emperor Wuchang back then, and is now remembered as the Empress Dowager Jiayi.

Bai Qingxing's head is considered a default.

Lin Chaoge couldn't help but sigh that this person turned out to be prepared. It's not that she boasts, but there are very few who can write better than her. Her handwriting is clear and elegant, her roots and bones are delicate, her strokes are thin, but when she writes a pen, she is especially strong and not like a woman, and she looks unique.

However, Lin Chaoge suddenly remembered that the words of the person in front of him happened to be better than hers, and many people praised the words of the saint as like a dragon and a phoenix, with a bold gesture, as chic and elegant as his own posture.

However, the word is not the point, the point is that she has such a unique character, and she is actually seven or eight points like Queen Jiayi. But she has never imitated Empress Jiayi's handwriting.

Lin Chaoge looked at her, no wonder he asked her to help him write, it was about a kind of sustenance, he took the book and was about to copy, but the whole person was picked up in the air, and she was scared and called out softly, and when she saw what direction he was going, a white porcelain face was red and blushing at this time, and those who were struggling in chaos were about to flee.

"The book is not in a hurry to write, the concubine has more important things, I haven't been close to the concubine for many days, I naturally think hard."

The flower path has not been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you, hand in hand to enter Luo, and blow the lamp with a smile. The color of the untie has trembled, and the busier the tentacles are, the more intimate the Luo skirt is, and the ecstasy is fragrant.