When Su Mei returned to the princess's mansion, her whole person seemed to be covered with clouds, and even Jun Yugong could see that something was wrong with her.

"What's wrong with you, colt?" Jun Yugong leaned over cautiously, and now the horse seemed to be a different person, and it was as gentle and humble as before, but it was just ...... She always felt that something was wrong.

"I'm fine, Tang'er doesn't have to worry." Su Mei's smile was a little stiff, she was only struggling with whether to go to court tomorrow at this time? How do I meet Junyan?

Or she'll call in sick tomorrow! It's such a happy decision!

Thereupon...... For the next three days, the eldest horse took sick leave, and every time he went to court, Jun Yan always had to glance at Su Xiao's location.

Ministers: "......" monarch is really like a brother and sister with a long horse!

……

Even if Su Mei didn't move much, the plot Jun still stubbornly got up! In the end of the year, there is always a dinner party in the palace, and ...... Su Mei always has to go as a long colt!

In the past six months, Jun Yugong has never performed the courtesy of Zhou Gong with Su Xiao, and the two rarely go out together. Although he felt that Su Xiao was considerate of everything, and he never changed his mind about her, Jun Yugong was always a little scared. Thinking that now that the palace banquet can finally go out with Su Xiao, Jun Yugong can't stop being happy.

Looking at the goose feather snow falling outside the window, Su Mei blinked, and before she knew it, she had also stayed here for half a year.

Pen and paper into ink, pen pen wrote:

The Miyagi regiment returned to the strict light, and the day was broken and fell into Qiongfang.

After the male protagonist appeared, every few days, Su Mei always wrote an inexplicable verse, instructing trusted subordinates to anonymously distribute throughout the imperial capital.

Over the past few months, Su Mei has written a lot of poems.

"When are we leaving, colt?" Jun Yugong is dressed in a light green depicting phoenix palace dress, with a white velvet neck, a few golden hairpins, swaying and diagonally inserting, dotting red lips, and picking green and willow eyebrows, looking noble and elegant.

The emerald bamboo embroidered robe lined with Su Mei, and the jade hairpin inserted into the hair, the two seem to be a pair of beautiful people......

Wait?! Jun Yugong actually wants to wear love, couple, and costume with her!

Su Mei: "......", an ancient god horse, would have such avant-garde thoughts, which is not scientific!

Thinking to the side, Su Mei didn't notice that Jun Yugong had already aimed at the poem she wrote on the paper, and her cherry lips opened lightly: "The Miyagi group returned to the strict light, and the day was broken and Qiongfang fell." ”

"This poem ......," Jun Yugong's eyes lit up, "Isn't it a concubine or a mysterious poet in the imperial capital?" ”

Su Mei came back to her senses, coughed lightly, and her face did not change: "I'm not, I just picked up this piece of paper in the yard." ”

Jun Yugong's nose wrinkled, and he leaned closer to make a little temperament, "Don't you want to deceive me, this handwriting is yours." ”

"I don't ......"

"If the horse doesn't admit it, it's okay, the palace is leaving." After that, Jun Yugong raised his feet and was about to leave.

Su Mei: "......" has a sister who always plays petty with her, so bad! "Tang'er, Zixu doesn't mean this, it's right for me."

"This poem is indeed written by Zixu......"

"The pony is really this mysterious poet!" Jun Yugong smiled like a flower again, "It's just that can you make a song for Tang'er?" ”

"This ...... Zi is not talented, and it is not strange to look at Tang'er. Su Mei pursed her lips, but in her heart she looked up to the sky and smiled: I have the essence of the 5,000-year-old history of the Great Heavenly Empire, and you don't hurry up and kneel and lick it in ancient times~

That's right! Her poems are all pirated from the poems that the heroine of the original script wants to pirate...... Ahem, in fact, they are all poems of the Great Heavenly Empire!

"Bright as the sun rises in the morning glow, scorching like a flood of waves."