Everyone in the palace knew that Concubine Yan was a famous talented woman when she was not out of the cabinet, but because of her status, she hid her light.

And now to come up with such a method, it is really bullying others.

What's more, the concubine who is now being favored by the saint, and she is a person who loves to dance and play with guns, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting have become the name of her maidservant, but she has not been asked to fiddle with it when.

Because of this, Liang Chu was not very happy.

However, even if you are unhappy, you can't blacken your face on such an occasion.

Liang Chu thought for a while, then looked at Mu Ling: "How does Concubine Ai feel about this method?" ”

If not, he simply went down the stairs and rejected this method!

"Concubine Yan's delicate mind is naturally good." Mu Ling bowed her head and smiled faintly, not considering her image of being unlearned and unskilled in other people's hearts.

This poem or something, haven't you written it and memorized it?

If she really wants to be in the limelight, 300 Tang and Song poems are at her fingertips. Any popular little poem can also get a good head.

It's just that Mu Ling has always been not very showy about this kind of thing.

Liang Chu didn't know it, but she didn't want to hurt the harmony, but she was worried about her: "Concubine Ai really feels good?" Now you already have a score in your heart? ”

He was reminding Mu Ling that if he hadn't been confident, he would have quickly refused, after all, this was his right to accompany him for one night, so why should Mu Ling cherish it, at least pay attention to it, right?

Only now it seems that Mu Ling was really fascinated by the plate of roast duck, and at this time he was bent on dealing with the food on the plate.

Liang Chu suddenly regretted that he should have given her less.

The hall was silent for a while, Mu Ling felt that something was wrong, and when he raised his head, he found that everyone was staring at him, and he couldn't help but be a little inexplicable: "What's wrong?" ”

She looked so ignorant, but at this time, she was a little coquettish, and when she saw that Liang Chuxin liked it more and more, her voice softened: "I ask you if you are confident?" ”

"Is the emperor talking about Concubine Yan's poetry writing activities?" Mu Ling blinked, why did she ask her these things?

Liang Chu nodded, his eyes gentle.

His gentleness made Mu Ling a little unaccustomed, so he simply looked at Concubine Yan: "Concubine Yan must have done whatever she wanted, right?" What's so good about that? ”

This is true, since the topic is casual, how to write a good draft in your heart?

Liang Chu saw that she was really not worried, and his heart was very complicated for a while.

If she already knew it in her heart, he would be more relieved. However, she didn't seem to be worried at all, but it made him tangled.

Don't you want him to accompany you?

Concubine Yan saw that Liang Chu finally didn't bother anymore, so she made a decision: "Since everyone thinks it's good, then the palace is so decided, let's play again at the dinner." ”

"Very good, Concubine Yan is really a delicate person." The Queen Mother also felt very good, and nodded with a smile.

The meal was relatively harmonious, but after only finishing the meal, Liang Chu was like a fart, and followed Mu Ling to Chengqian Palace.

"Isn't the emperor going to deal with political affairs today?"

Mu Ling turned his head and looked at him with puzzled eyes, he seemed to be very idle today.

Liang Chu stepped forward and pressed her shoulder: "It's just a time to rest, so I won't take a holiday?" In the three days of the New Year, if there is no big emergency, I will not deal with it. ”

His reason is really justified.

However, Mu Ling didn't expect that there was also an annual vacation here, and he felt a little cordial for a while, so he ignored his actions.

"Since it's a holiday, the emperor will have a good rest." Mu Ling looked up and smiled at him.

She can imagine how hard it is for the head of a country, and now seeing him, she feels a little more distressed.

Liang Chu used his strength to pull her over, only raised his eyebrows and said, "Why do you agree with Concubine Yan's method today?" I didn't know that Ah Ling liked to recite poems on weekdays. ”

"I don't have the interest to do such a thing. It's just that the concubines don't see the emperor dancing and writing ink on weekdays, but who dares to say that the emperor is a person who has no ink on his chest? ”

Mu Ling's eyes were open, and his eyes were full of cunning. There is a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as cold as a winter plum, but it tempts people to approach unconsciously.

Liang Chu saw that his heart became more and more happy, so he leaned over to kiss him.

"Huh?"

Mu Ling's eyes widened and he subconsciously avoided it.

Now, she still can't calmly accept his skin-to-skin kiss.

If you have to use a state to describe their current relationship, Mu Ling feels that it should be the kind of separation that has just fallen in love.

Turning his head and seeing Liang Chu's eyes darken, Mu Ling's heart jumped, and he simply turned around and broke away from his embrace, walked to the table and picked up a plate of pastries: "This is what the concubine made yesterday, the emperor tastes it?" ”

He knew that she did it on purpose, but at this time he could only assume that he didn't know.

Now it looks like he's still angry with him, but he is so angry, but he doesn't know how to coax him.

Although he was on vacation during the New Year, Liang Chu still had a lot to do. After staying for a while, Feng Shou reminded Liang Chu that it was time to go to the heir to worship.

After changing into formal clothes, Liang Chu walked on the way to the heir of the sect with the guard of honor, and Feng Shou was waiting on the side.

"You say, what does Ah Ling like?" Liang Chu suddenly tilted his head and frowned slightly, as if he was talking to himself.

However, Feng Shou didn't dare to slack off, so he only bowed and said, "Is the emperor planning to reward Concubine Shu with something?" According to the slave, the lady concubine is very fond of the dagger last time. ”

You can't always send daggers, can you?

Liang Chu turned his head to look at him speechlessly, pondered for a while, and still didn't give up: "Think about it, is there anything else that can make her happy." ”

I wanted to coax the master.

Feng Shou knew in his heart, and smiled secretly: "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, the slave heard that there is an activity of putting Kong Ming lanterns by the imperial court river outside the palace, why don't the slaves go to grab a quiet place in advance?" ”

"No, you don't." Unexpectedly, Liang Chu waved his hand, and then said, "I'll go by myself." ”

Feng Shou's words were choked in his throat, so he could only lower his hand and bow his head to the side.

Presumably, the emperor is going to surprise his mother at this time, but tonight's dinner, I don't know what the outcome will be. Just looking at the current situation, I can't say that the emperor will deliberately release water to that person.

It's just that I can't say what the situation will be tonight!

Time flies, and if the masters in the palace are lively, they will go everywhere to chatter, and by the way, they will ask for some small snacks and red envelopes to celebrate.

The day soon came to dinner.