Looking at the roster of concubines in Danyang Palace, Lu Chang knew it in his heart.

There were so many beauties in the inner palace that Lu Chang's heart was overjoyed, and he almost drooled out of his mouth.

Lu Chang found a palace maid named Mrs. Hou from the list, and felt a little familiar, as if he had seen this name from the content of this kind of book.

After pondering for a while, Lu Chang finally remembered that it was the beautiful Mrs. Hou who was extremely beautiful in order to be lovesick, to get the emperor's favor but never get it, and finally wrote thirteen poems and hanged herself.

This Mrs. Hou was born with a natural and beautiful national appearance, charming and beautiful, and can only be described as a sinking fish and a wild goose, and a shy flower in the closed moon; and endowed with intelligence, able to be poetic. Since he was elected to enter the palace, he relied on his talents and talents, and he was worthy of Emperor Yang's lustful and merciful talents, thinking that Gillian Golden House, Feiyan Zhaoyang, could count the days and wait.

Who knows that he is invincible, the color is not at the right time, he has been in the palace for several years, he has never seen the king, and he just sits alone with incense all day long.

In the long night at dusk, how much bitter rain and miserable wind, spring days and autumn nights, how many souls were shocked.

One day, when I came to the evening, I quietly closed the door, and after the second watch, I couldn't stand the sadness and pain, so I hanged myself with a white silk and hanging beam.

Exactly: where is the sorrow of the fragrant soul, and the resentment of the jade appearance is still deep.

Oh, my God! That Mrs. Hou in history is probably dead at this time, why is she still alive now?

Lu Chang thought about it for a long time and didn't figure out why, and finally guessed that maybe it was because of the reason for moving to Danyang Palace in advance, and it seemed that only this factor could change the fate of this Mrs. Hou.

Lu Chang secretly pondered, no matter what, he can't let this beautiful Mrs. Hou lose her fragrance and jade, other women may be able to let it go, Mrs. Hou must see it now, so as not to regret it in the future.

Thinking of this, Lu Chang opened his mouth to arrange: "Gonggong Li, how is that Mrs. Hou's relationship now, has there been any abnormalities recently?" ”

Hearing the general's question, Li Lianyin hurriedly answered the question.

"General Hui, this ...... Mrs. Hou doesn't seem to be in love lately, and the old slave doesn't know why? ”

"Well, let's call her at once, I'll see her first."

"Yes, the old slave is going to summon Mrs. Hou."

After Li Lianyin left, Lu Chang was still in Yiyin, this Mrs. Hou is said to be very beautiful, and she still maintains her beautiful face even after death.

Moreover, this woman is extremely talented, there are not many such beauties!

In fact, during this period of time, the concubines in the palace already knew that there had been a mutiny in Jiangdu City, and the Great Sui Emperor Yang Guang had been killed by Yu Wenhua, and their concubines had now changed their masters. Moreover, he is also a young general.

Of course, the young generals are much better than the older Yang Guang, and they can naturally get more rain and dew.

The concubines are all looking forward to it now, but they haven't seen the legendary general so far.

Lu Chang was immersed in the Italian silver of the bright future, and Li Lianyin walked in outside, followed by Mrs. Hou, who was as beautiful as a flower.

Oh, this one is quite tall, almost 1.7 meters. Lu Chang looked up and down, and it was really beautiful, and he felt ecstatic in his heart.

"General, this is Madame Hou. Mrs. Hou, come and see the general. ”

Mrs. Hou glanced at Lu Chang in front of her, what a young general! Hurry up and give a salute.

"The slave has seen the general."

"Well, it's beautiful. I heard that you can also recite poetry, but what new poems have you been writing lately? ”

Lu Chang asked this question because later generations recorded that after the death of this Mrs. Hou, her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her beauty was abnormal, her arms were tied with a bag, and the poems of the Zhongzang Palace complained about it, which caused Yang Guang to be infinitely sad and caused the eunuch who was derelict in the beauty pageant to commit suicide.

She is a rare beauty in history who was infinitely favored by the emperor after her death, and her reputation and talent are all over the world.

"Back to the general, there are indeed a few small poems recently, but I'm afraid that the general will be annoyed by reading it......"

"It's okay, let's talk about it."

"Yes, General."

Mrs. Hou cleared her throat slightly and sang in a low voice: "The court is no trace of jade, and the grass is gradually becoming a hole." I faintly heard the drums, where is the grace of Jun. ”

After chanting a poem, Mrs. Hou secretly observed Lu Chang's expression out of the corner of her eyes, for fear of angering the new master.

You know, these poems are all made in anticipation of Yang Guang's luck, what will the new owner think?

Will it be angry or even killed or sent to the cold palace because of this? Mrs. Hou was a little uneasy in her heart.

"Yes, very good. Oh, go ahead and sing all the new poems you've made. ”

"If you want to cry, you can't cry, and you can't cry anymore. The flowers in the garden are rotten, and there is no plan for spring. ”

It's another palace grievance, I can't cry when I don't see Jun En! Madame Hou was cautious, and she was more and more worried about the general's anger.

"Well, this one isn't bad either, go on."

"The spring shade is endless, how to walk alone. Not as idle flowers and plants, turning over the rain and dew. ”

Oh, this one is even more direct, expressing the urgent expectation of the hope in my heart to bear the rain and dew.

Mrs. Hou locked in the deep palace day and night looking forward to Yang Guang's arrival, the emperor's grace was moistened by rain and dew, but unfortunately she never looked forward to Yang Guang, and she was not even as good as idle grass.

"Makeup is a lot of self-hatred, but dreams are good but sad. It's not as good as Yang Huayi, and spring comes to fly everywhere......"

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"When I first entered the Cheng Cheng Tomorrow, I will report deeply to the future. Nagato has been in the past seven or eight years, and he has not seen the king again. The cold spring is clear to the bones, and the lonely room is empty. Staggering under the court, the empty sentimentality. I cherish it on weekdays, but I treat myself very much. The beauty of color is abandoned, and the life is immeasurable. Jun Enshi is estranged, and the concubine is hesitant in vain. The family has no flesh and bones, and it is close to the old North Hall. This body has no wings, how can it be a high wall. Life is sincere, and abandonment can also be injured. On the hanging silk Zhu Dong, the stomach is like boiling soup. The neck is also self-pity, and it is like a thread. resolutely died, and returned to the underworld. ”

"Well, I heard that you are very talented, and sure enough. However, there is some sadness in your poem, this is not good, and it will hurt your body if you are too sad. In the future, think more about happy things. Life is beautiful, the future is bright, you have to have confidence in yourself. ”

"Yes, General, the slave and maid remember, and think of something happy in the future."

"Come, come to the front, let me take a closer look."

Mrs. Hou's face turned red, but she was a little secretly happy in her heart, and she lifted her skirt and walked a few steps in front of Lu Chang. Lu Chang took a closer look, his body and mind couldn't help but be excited, and he reached out and pulled Mrs. Hou to sit on his lap.

"Beauty, it will get better in the future, if you want to open some. And, I'm optimistic about you, understand? ”

Mrs. Hou lowered her face, her body trembled a little, and her heart and liver fluttered with excitement.

"Well, I listen to the general, and I will be happy in the future."

Lu Chang stretched out his hand and stroked Mrs. Hou's face, really wanting to eat the beauty in front of him.

"Recently, General Ben has been busy with military affairs, so I can't take care of it here for the time being, but I will take the time to come and visit, and I will see your smiling face when the time comes."

"The servant knows, and the next time I see the general, I will be happy."

The beauty in her hand can't eat it right now, and it's nothing to eat, but isn't it a little too ugly to eat?

Hey, let's wait for the steady dìng to come down.

Well, give her a sweet date to eat first, and then talk about it, Lu Chang picked up Mrs. Hou's beautiful face and kissed it.

This wild kiss was very manic, and the time was so long and long that Mrs. Hou's face was like a peach blossom, she was panting, her hands and feet were weak and weak.

Mrs. Hou has never experienced such a battle, and it is the first time in her life, opening the most wonderful page between men and women in her life, and Mrs. Hou suddenly feels extremely happy to be a woman.

With a beautiful woman in his arms, Lu Chang couldn't suppress the passion in his heart.

I'm not Yanagishita Megumi, do you want to eat Mrs. Hou now?

The commotion was really unbearable, and Lu Chang's heart was extremely entangled...... (To be continued.) )