Gonggong Li peeked at Ye Mohan's expression, Ye Mohan's face was cold at this time, and his heart was unwavering.

Father-in-law Li sighed, not knowing what to do.

Let Yu Xiaoshizi talk about it again.

There's no way to clean up this face.

Several of these concubines were the daughters of some of the ministers present, and now the faces of these ministers changed from the pride just now to the current blue.

Yu Xiaoshizi is making trouble, and it is estimated that some ministers don't even care about etiquette, so they have to point at Yu Xiaoshizi's nose and scold to relieve their anger.

Although Yu Xiaoshizi has been scolded a lot, it must be very indifferent.

But he can't affect His Majesty's mood because of this!

Sure enough, at this time, a minister said coldly: "Ladies can't write poems, can you just be Yu Xiaoshizi?" Besides, you, a man, won compared to the woman in the deep palace, what are you so embarrassed about. ”

Although I know that this minister is holding grievances for the girls.

But a sentence of the deep palace woman also stepped on this group of ladies unintentionally.

Yu Xiaoshizi snorted twice, shook the fan, and said in a respectful manner: "Lord Wang, what you said is not right, this son and the girls ......"

Gonggong Li coughed several times before attracting Yu Qing's attention.

Yu Qing: ?

Gonggong Li blinked, hinting that Yu Xiaoshizi should not say anything, His Majesty is here.

Yu Qing knew it in her heart, but she couldn't help but be a little indignant, and she didn't forget to spit out a bad sentence before she was silenced, "It's boring, then this time it can be regarded as a win in this world, harem girls ......"

On the other end, a sigh interrupted Yu Qing's words.

Yu Qing was now scolded by a minister for no reason, and he was already on fire, but he was interrupted again at this time, and he turned his head and glared coldly.

I saw a woman standing alone on the side of the road, she looked into the distance, the breeze blowing, blowing her black hair.

This scene is extremely beautiful.

I only heard her speak softly, and her melodious voice like a silver bell came into everyone's ears with the wind.

"At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. ”

Ye Mohan also heard this, raised his cold eyes and looked over.

At the end of a poem, everyone had different looks, but most of them were shocked.

Xiao Yueyao retracted her gaze into the distance, turned her head pitifully and looked at it, pouting and covering her stomach, "Your Majesty, the concubine is hungry." ”

This scene made everyone cry and laugh.

Concubine Xiao is really temperamental......

But the little boy Yu stood alone, recalling the poem of Xiao Yueyao just now in his mind over and over again, and his little face became brighter and brighter.

He pushed through the crowd and walked to the front.

He held a folding fan in one hand, tapped his other palm, and exclaimed, "Good poetry, good poetry...... What a poem! ”

After Yu Xiaoshizi finished speaking, he didn't forget to turn his head to look at Ye Mohan, clasped his hands together and said: "Brother Huang is blessed, there are such talented women in this harem, and the younger brother thought that this harem is really as Lord Wang said, there are some harem women embroidered pillows."

Ye Mohan is Yu Xiaoshizi's cousin, and he has loved to follow Ye Mohan's ass since he was a child.

Therefore, this little prince is also one of the few people who can be a little presumptuous in front of Ye Mohan.

Concubine Zhen and the other concubines were insulted by Yu Xiaoshizi's words, but they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so they could only stare at him with beautiful eyes, hoping that their eyes could kill people.

Kill the Yu Xiaoshizi in front of him without leaving a piece of armor.

Xiao Yueyao blinked her big eyes and looked at the person in front of her with a puzzled expression.

I saw Yu Xiaoshizi dressed in a white dress with a standing collar, embroidered with a picture of a crane soaring in the sea of clouds on the placket and cuffs, and a hollow gold belt.

The green silk is tied up with a hosta, half bundled and half draped.

Holding a folding fan with clouds and mist and green bamboo in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes are full of grace, and he looks like a human dog.

Xiao Yueyao only glanced at it, and she had already begun to guard against this person in her heart.

A glance at him is already very face-saving.

After all, I've been by Ye Mohan's side for a long time, and everyone thinks it's okay.