The concubines were stunned for a moment, and they didn't know what medicine was sold in Concubine Ying's gourd.

Concubine Ying got up, looked at the brilliant morning light outside the Buddha hall, and said quietly: "This Mid-Autumn Festival, but the emperor of Jing Kingdom has come from afar, and the emperor must be festive and luxurious, and there can be no half-point difference, but you think about it......" She smiled indifferently and dusted off the brocade robe with her hand, "If that little girl causes something, in the eyes of others, it will not be the face of our entire Chu country......

The elongated aftersound lingers in the air, as intoxicating as incense.

The concubines listened carefully, and after looking at the smile of the concubine for a long time, they suddenly reacted.

"Sister, do you mean......" A concubine leaned over, her eyes rippled, and she seemed to have a small abacus in her heart.

Concubine Ying sat gracefully on the bunk, smiling charmingly and elegantly, looking at the concubines around her in surprise, and did not forget to remind: "Remember to be smart this time, otherwise our sisters will not copy this damn scripture next time, but will be sent directly to the imperial garden to catch insects, understand?" ”

Her delicate eyebrows raised, these words were not intimidation, but Chu Yeqi, who was bewitched by Hua Xixi...... I really don't know, I'll do something.

Merely...... Do you want to fight her?

Lazily lifting the pen again, Concubine Ying smiled and pondered the bright prospect, but as soon as her eyes touched the yellowed scripture scroll, her hand began to twitch—

You're dripping...... Xiao Xi'er, you wait for my aunt!

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The hollowed-out window lattices shine with a warm soft light.

The cascading curtains glow with a soft and luxurious light, enveloping the entire dragon collapse, quiet and serene.

It was the hour of the last dynasty.

The palace people of the Dawn Hall got up early in the morning with panda eyes. After last night's toss, who can get it, watching the emperor enter the tent with the little ancestor in his arms, and some people dare to say a word, so they can only obediently stay next to the dragon collapse, waiting in fear.

Wait, wait, wait for half a night, for Mao, for Maomi, there is a little movement Wow?

No, they are not pure, the key is...... cough, the point is that other masters are pampered, and they won't all ...... What's that? Why did this master sleep so soundly, and the sound of half a needle didn't come out, they came up to listen to it, but Mi heard the slightest movement, except-

Except for the slight panting and the rustling of clothes, there was almost everything.

So, the palace maids stayed up until their eyes were swollen, and when they saw that the sky was bright, they suddenly came to their senses: it seemed to be ...... The emperor should have come to court early.

What a sad night...... With tears in their eyes, the palace maids approached the dragon collapse and wanted to open their mouths.

- This emperor, he even gets up early on weekdays, and he doesn't know what's going on today, so there is no movement at this time.

The palace people were bold, lifted a small dropper of the curtain, and looked inside—

In the center of the soft bed, there is a pink delicate body sleeping, lying downward, the thick eyelashes cover the clear eyes, the moon-white thin shirt on the body is faded to half of the shoulder, and the white and delicate skin is faintly visible, like a charming and lingering scene, presented in front of you.

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