"If the emperor wants to punish his courtiers for drinking, his courtiers will never shirk it, composing poetry is the fun that only literati and scholars have, and the courtiers feel that inviting Nalan University scholars can feast their ears, but it's a pity that he is not here tonight, it's a pity."

Yijin's eyes moved slightly, and he was silent, and the voice was a little familiar, like the call in the plum garden that day.

The two deep lake-like eyes looked indifferently at the Thirteenth Master.

I only feel that this eyebrows, eyes, expression, and figure, as handsome as the moon and jade, and graceful and chic, are clearly the Jiacheng who has grinding his ears and temples and bowing his head and whispering.

"Jiacheng ......" her inexplicable joy, after the joy, hatred and pain followed, she is now the emperor's woman.

The astringent taste condensed into a cold ice pick that rushed straight to her heart, choking her chest with unbearable pain, and she lowered her eyes again in excitement.

Song Changyue saw that she was completely distracted, thinking that she was tired from sitting for a long time.

"Are you tired, sleepy?"

"Sister, I don't know if I can be absent in the middle of the year?" She didn't want him to find out that she was still a woman in his harem sitting on the emperor's table.

"If my sister is really tired, go back and ask the emperor for you."

"Thank you, sister." She didn't want to stay here for a moment, she just wanted to leave quickly.

The fourth master and the thirteenth master were talking and laughing, and they were accustomed to looking towards the last seat.

She got up and walked again......

If he remembered correctly, he had never looked at himself from the moment he took the lamp.

Jin Qiong was half stunned, and the thirteenth master smiled chicly: "The emperor won't joke with his courtiers, just pick up this wine but don't drink it." ”

"Drink ......"

During the banquet, Concubine Qian drank glass after glass of Qiong wine alone in frustration, and the emperor didn't look at her tonight.

Elaborate sideburns, carefully selected robes, precious pearl agate. Aren't these enough to attract the emperor?

If none of these can be done, in addition to the newly cut purple robe on her Zhen Guiren's body, what else can attract the emperor not to squint, is it by relying on the shabby aura of the whole body?

Amusing......

*

Only then did he collapse into the Heart Nourishing Palace, and his heart was torn apart and his lungs hurt unbearably.

His eyes were glazed and he was slumped to the ground.

"Ah...... Ahh She pounded her chest desperately, only then would the pain be relieved.

Tears poured like a flood.

"It hurts, Yuzhu hurts, why does it hurt so much."

Yuzhu saw that the little master was crying silently and beat his chest desperately, what happened to the little master, is it because he was tired of getting lost.

I was at a loss and had to rub my chest desperately.

"Where does the little master hurt the jade bead to rub it for you."

"Where it hurts, I don't know, I don't know where it hurts, I just know that it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, even breathing and crying hurt." I scratched my chest desperately, but I couldn't get rid of this unbearable pain, and I couldn't cry.

Yuzhu looked distressed, and when she saw the sadness of the young lady's crying, she couldn't help crying.

"If the little master hurts Yuzhu, go and ask Imperial Doctor Li to go."

"No, I'm fine......"

“……”

"I'll just cry for a while."

“……”

Yuzhu seems to be less and less incomprehensible to her little master, will it be okay to cry in distress?

"Okay, cry, Yuzhu will rub it for you."

When the fourth master came back, it was so good to see Yuzhu hiding her face and crying.

"Yuzhu, where did your little master go?"

Yuzhu hurriedly wiped her tears and replied in a choked voice: "I was tired of crying, so I fell asleep." ”

"I'm tired of crying, why are you crying?"

"Back to the emperor, Yuzhu didn't know, the little lord only said that his chest hurt so badly that he cried and cried, and after crying for three or four hours, his chest finally didn't hurt, so he slept peacefully."