Emperor Qianling glanced at Gu Jinzhong, who was talking eloquently, and Gu Jinzhong immediately lowered his waist.

"You can see it." Emperor Qianling sneered.

Gu Jinzhong bowed his head humbly, "After all, the old slave is also an old man in the palace, if he doesn't have this bit of eyesight, he is really not worthy of serving by the emperor's side." ”

Emperor Qianling smiled but did not speak.

However, how to explain that weird dream?

As soon as noon passed, Ye Jingjing couldn't wait to come to Xingshi to ask about the crime, with a smile on her face, and when she spoke, she could feel her gritted teeth, "Your Majesty, doesn't the emperor think that he should give his concubines an explanation for what happened last night?" ”

Early this morning, the whole harem spread, she didn't know what happened in the middle of the night, and the moth directly scared the emperor away, she was so depressed that she was going to die!

But Emperor Qianling can eat and sleep like a nobody?

Ye Jingjing's angry appearance made Emperor Qianling finally feel that he had indeed gone too far last night, and he smiled a little unnaturally with an expression, and said softly, "I suddenly remembered that there was still a fold left in the imperial study that had not been approved. ”

"Then I hurried back, tonight, tonight you will sleep in my dormitory."

The appearance of Emperor Qianling really looks a little abnormal, although Ye Jingjing is a little aware, but Emperor Qianling looks secretive, and his eyes are fluttering, and he seems to be very vigilant.

Ye Jingjing didn't ask any more questions, just nodded silently, and then walked out of the imperial study respectfully.

Back in Jianing Palace, Ye Jingjing became more and more curious about what kind of nightmare Emperor Qianling had last night, which made him have such a big reaction.

Moreover, Emperor Qianling's face looked really bad.

Ye Jingjing sat in Jianing Palace and thought about it, and finally rolled up her sleeves and instructed Wanbai, who was already able to serve her, "Let someone bring me the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and write something in this palace." ”

Wanbai remembered Ye Jingjing's annoyed appearance when she practiced calligraphy before, and was a little worried for no reason.

She wanted to remind Ye Jingjing a few words, or divert Ye Jingjing's attention, but when she saw Ye Jingjing's posture of going to the battlefield, she had to give up.

Instructed the palace people of Jianing Palace to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Ye Jingjing general

The sleeves are rolled up high, and he has a posture of going to do a big job.

But she sat at the table for half an hour, and the good rice paper, which was even pressed out of the dark lines, was crumpled into a ball and thrown all over the ground, and the ink in the inkstone dried and grinded, and grinded and dried, and most of the ink was soon ground to only half of it.

Ye Jingjing's writing on rice paper was not even as much as the ink she rubbed on her face.

Wanbai wanted to persuade her mother to simply give up, but after secretly seeing Ye Jingjing fall on the rice paper, she closed her mouth neatly.

Everyone in the harem knew that the emperor "escaped" from Jianing Palace in embarrassment in the middle of the night last night, presumably Niangniang is now forcing herself to be like this, all to make the emperor happy.

Wanbai was quietly showing her aunt's smile because of the warming up of the relationship between Ye Jingjing and the emperor, but suddenly heard Ye Jingjing's wail.

"Ah, quit!"

She angrily threw the brush in her hand directly out of the door, and splashed all the ink in the inkstone on the table as if she were angry at the rice paper that was still as clean as new.

She wiped the undried ink on the rice paper with both hands, and her cheeks bulged out with anger.

"Damn, why should I suffer this crime!"

"When Lao Tzu first learned acting, he didn't need to bring anything to class, he took his arms and legs, and sometimes he could go to class without having to bring his brain!"

"If Lao Tzu had this literary talent, he would have been a writer a long time ago, a writer!"

Ye Jingjing was so angry that she was snorting, her chest was rising and falling, and her eyes looked aggrieved, as if she was going to cry at any time.

Wan Bai hurriedly stepped forward to reassure, "Why is Niang Niang so angry? ”

"If this path doesn't work, why not do it another way? The kind that Niangniang is better at. ”

Wan Bai secretly poked and poked Ye Jingjing to go to the kitchen to make some dim sum and pastries for Emperor Qianling, Ye Jingjing did a good job, Emperor Qianling also likes to eat, doesn't he?

Why hang yourself on this tree?

Ye Jingjing wiped her face angrily, "it!" ”

"Whatever, the old lady won't wait!"

Wanbai was so frightened by Ye Jingjing's anger that she died on the spot! didn't care about humility, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover Ye Jing

Jing's mouth whispered in her ear.

"Niangniang, this kind of rebellious words can never be said, the wall has ears, the wall has ears!"

Ye Jingjing's situation in the harem is already walking on thin ice, if there are any more accidents, maybe someone will really be caught, and then it will be a never-ending posture.

But Ye Jingjing is like firewood that has been poured with oil, and the fire is burning more and more, which is not something Wanbai can bear at all.

It took a lot of effort for Wan Bai to finally calm down Ye Jingjing, but she never expected that after calming down, Ye Jingjing propped her hands on the table, and her inkblot face was full of expressions of death.

"No, Lao Tzu must not give up so easily!"

"Wanbai, grind ink for me!"

……

The very carefully packed envelope was sent to the desk of the Emperor Qianling, and the words "I love and kiss" on it made the Emperor Qianling frown.

How could there be such a blatant and incomprehensible thing in the palace?

Emperor Qianling was about to reprimand, but when he looked up, he saw Wanbai, who was covered with whip marks that had not completely faded.

Wanbai smiled and saluted, "Your Majesty, this is my mother's order to send it to the slave maid, and the mother has instructed it, please check it carefully." ”

She deliberately bit down on the two words carefully, Emperor Qianling looked at the envelope in his hand, and although he didn't know what medicine was sold in Ye Jingjing's gourd, he still nodded.

After Wanbai left, Emperor Qianling retreated left and right, and carefully opened the envelope according to Ye Jingjing's instructions.

On the snow-white rice paper, Ye Jingjing wrote in a handwriting that was a little worse than the children in the private school, "I love you." ”

"You ask me how much I love you, and the moon represents my heart."

“……”

Emperor Qianling flipped the huge rice paper left and right, but there was nothing else except this sentence.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile with a little joy, Ye Jingjing, this girl, really has a lot of ghost ideas.

But what did Wanbai mean by the words that let him check carefully?

In the end, Emperor Qianling still heard Ye Jingjing's instructions conveyed by Wanbai in his heart, carefully looked at every word on it, and finally found some clues.

Sure enough, Ye Jingjing never disappointed him.