She shook her head: "The words of the slave are not good." ”

He gave her the pen and said, "No matter what you write, I forgive you." ”

Ning Su had no choice but to take the pen, she had practiced the brush and calligraphy back then, and she liked to practice, but compared with the one who was untouched, it was too embarrassing.

After Ning Su finished writing, when he looked at it, it was a hairpin in one hand, and he wrote a poem:

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. ”

Ning Su was a little weak after writing, where did she have any poetic talent, copying the ancients, I don't know if the people here have read this poem.

Li Wuyu's eyes widened suddenly, how could a village girl write such words? Write such a poem? It was really beyond his expectations. He thought she would be good if she could write a few words at best.

"Who did you learn from?" He asked.

"I used to get a post from Mr. Private School, and I practiced it."

"And you made this poem?"

Ning Su didn't want to be so shameless as taking the achievements of the ancients for himself, so he lied and said: "I didn't know who read it in the village before, so I wrote it down, where can I make any poems." ”

I don't believe it, but I don't believe it, just this hand of hairpin flowers, where is it like a rural village girl who has never read.

He looked at Ning Su, but his eyes changed a lot, and he took her hand and said, "Is there anything else you don't know about the way?" ”

Ning Su avoided his burning gaze and said, "The emperor should go to bed, Ming'er will leave the palace." ”

Ning Suyi reminded him, and he remembered that tomorrow was his mother's death day, and he was going to Huangjue Temple to offer incense.

"Well, let's take a break."

After changing his bedclothes, His Majesty the Emperor lay down on the bed, according to the rules, the female officers of the dormitory could not sleep at night, and took turns to change on duty.

Ning Su was about to settle the tent, but saw a hand stretched out from the tent and grabbed her hand.

"Your Majesty?" Ning Su's heart tightened.

That hand, the grip became harder and harder.

Ning Su pulled her hand back, but that hand pulled her in.

Ning Su was a helpless opponent, and he was pulled into the tent at once, and one of them pounced on him carelessly.

Li Wuyu looked at her playfully: "The bed is so cold, how can you, as the palace maid, not know how to warm up the bed for me?" But I don't blame you, it's too late to warm up now. ”

"Slaves and maids dare not exceed the rules."

Xiao Wuqi sneered: "What is overstepping? My words are the rules, hurry up, if I catch a cold, I will destroy your nine clans. ”

A fluttering sentence made Ning Su's vest cold, she got on the sedan chair of the prince in order not to affect her father, but now that she is here to the emperor, she can destroy the nine clans with one sentence, how can she not be frightened? Although she knew that the Emperor Dao was different from others, no one could guarantee the consequences of reversing the dragon scales.

Knowing that Emperor Lu Dao was shameless, she was also helpless, and she awkwardly planned to come up, but she heard Wu Wu say: "Take off your coat, don't pierce me." ”

Her hands shook, it was late spring, her clothes were thin, her palace clothes were belly pockets and obscene pants, and as soon as she took off her coat, wasn't there only inner yi?

She stubbornly extinguished the candle, took off her coat, and went to bed, but she lay in the corner, not daring to move.

She moved her body as far as she could, and who expected that a big hand would scoop her up and go inside.

Ning Su hurriedly pressed his hand against it, but it was against Wu Wuqi's chest.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to sleep with you, obediently." There was tiredness in his voice, as an emperor, he had a lot of opportunities, although he was rumored to be a tyrant, it was only for the palace, and for the government, he was a qualified emperor.

He hugged her through his clothes, and sure enough, there was no other movement, Ning Su was very tired after coping with it all night, and soon fell asleep in the warm embrace.

Her body was very soft, exuding a faint fragrance, but she was not asleep at this time, and her eyes were shining in the dark.

His fingers ran over her thick black hair, smooth and soft, just as it seemed. The hand went down and landed on her smooth back, warming her skin like jade.

He didn't make any other movements, it was very strange, and he felt very comfortable holding her like this. He had never felt so strangely for other women.

She was more pleasing when she was asleep than when she was awake, curled up in a ball, hiding in his arms, breathing small and even, sometimes rubbing her face against his chest, like a little baby, a small movement that softened his heart.

He gently stroked her back, not daring to make any other movements to wake her.

She was so weak when she fell asleep, but she was so strong and stubborn when she woke up, she knew medicine, calligraphy, and poetry? How much of her still has that he doesn't know?

A gentle kiss fell on her forehead, and he closed his eyes and said to himself, "The coming day is only a long time, and the days to come are still long."