As soon as Desheng's father-in-law finished saying this, he heard that the emperor seemed to be angry in the dormitory.

"Yue'er, don't you like these words?" The emperor shook Rong Yiyi's shoulders vigorously, "Or do you not like the book I found for you, I only like what Qin Kaiyan found for you!" ”

Na Rong was obviously frightened by the emperor's appearance, in his impression, the emperor either had a faint expression, or he was cold, and he had never seen the emperor angry.

"Your Majesty, aren't concubines ...... Concubines are just ...... Just ......"

When Rong Changyi was incoherent and wanted to explain why he didn't like these words, Na Desheng's father-in-law entered the room with a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, you just drank a lot of wine from Ning Jieyu, and now the old slave has made you a strong cup of tea, you can drink it and explain it a little." As he spoke, he saw the notebook that had been thrown to the ground, and pretended to be surprised and asked, "Yo, what's wrong?" As he spoke, he began to pack up, "This is the emperor's book that you worked so hard to find, how can you say that you will throw it away?" Although it is said that Rong is illiterate, but slowly learn it, and it is not too late to read it when the time comes, so it would be a pity to throw it away, after all, these painting books are all unique books. ”

Although the emperor was drunk and confused, he still grasped the key point in Desheng's public discourse, and saw him holding his temple, frowning, and seeing the woman in front of him.

"You're not Yue'er?" He shook his head vigorously as he spoke, "But how do you feel that you are Yue'er?" Saying that, the emperor stepped forward and hugged Narong in his arms tightly, "Tell me, you are Yue'er, right?" They're mistaken, aren't they? After saying that, he closed his eyes and greedily smelled the fragrance of the woman's body.

It was this smell that made him sense that something was wrong.

Although Chu Yue is a woman, she never likes to use all kinds of spices, even all kinds of clothes are only smoked with dried chrysanthemums, so Chu Yue's body only has a faint fragrance of chrysanthemums, if you don't smell it carefully, you can't smell it at all, but at this moment, the woman in her arms is the smell of all kinds of autistic spices.

After that, Feng Jixuan suddenly opened his eyes and pushed the woman in his arms aside, and Narong changed his clothes and was enjoying Feng Jixuan's arms, and he was pushed to the ground by him unguarded.

"The emperor ......" Rong Gongyi didn't know what the emperor was thinking at all, he just wanted to be coquettish to the emperor in exchange for the emperor's tenderness for himself.

But the emperor was not in the mood to pay attention to her at the moment, because his heart was very messy at the moment, he looked at the woman who fell to the ground and saw Desheng who was packing up the book, and then saw the strong tea brought by Desheng, without saying a word, he walked up and poured the strong tea to himself suddenly.

With the strong tea in his stomach, Feng Jixuan's mind was a lot clearer, and at this moment he was looking at the woman who fell to the ground, and he knew in a blur that it was not Chu Yue at all.

"It turned out that it wasn't Yue'er," the emperor muttered to himself, and sat down on the stool beside him dejectedly, "It turned out to be not ......"

Narong changed clothes and saw that the emperor recognized herself, and suddenly became a little afraid, but she saw the emperor looking so depressed, but she had a little confidence, such a frustrated man, if she picked up her own means to look at him gently and carelessly, he she believed that the emperor would be happy for her tonight.

Thinking of this, Narong stood up from the ground with a curly twist and turn, walked to the emperor's side and gently stroked the emperor's hair, "Your Majesty, if you are in a bad mood, how about the concubine accompany you until dawn?" ”

"Stay with me until dawn?" Hearing this, the emperor's head hurt again. TXT Book House

When Feng Jixuan and Chu Yue had just been in love, they had talked until dawn, although they were not warm, but they were very happy in their hearts. Over the years, except for Chu Yue, he has never talked to anyone, whether it is a man or a woman, about dawn, and then they began to lie in bed and appeal about their feelings, and it is even more common to talk about dawn. And at this moment, he misses the feeling of talking with Chu Yue until dawn.

But the woman in front of her said that she would accompany him until dawn, but is she worthy?

"Get out!" After a long time, Ji Xuanfang held back his anger and said such a word to the woman in front of him.

Narong changed clothes and didn't hear what the emperor said for a while, so he still said coquettishly, "Your Majesty ......"

"Get out!" This time, the emperor's anger erupted with the tea cup that was smashed to the ground.

And Narong changed clothes and was so frightened by the emperor's series of actions that the whole person trembled, and immediately knelt on the ground. But she was still unwilling to be driven away by the emperor like this, and after kneeling, people wanted to say something, but they were stopped by Father-in-law Desheng.

"Rong Changyi, you listen to the advice of the miscellaneous family, the emperor is in a bad mood at the moment, you can come back another day."

But Na Rong is in high spirits, so where will she listen to the words of a eunuch, besides, she thinks that the emperor is drunk and confused now, if she insists on staying, who can help him.

Thinking of this, Rong Changyi glanced at Father-in-law Desheng coldly, "Father-in-law Desheng, although you are the person in front of the emperor, but you sometimes don't understand the emperor's thoughts, not to mention that the emperor is drunk at the moment, it is better for me to serve the emperor here well, and you will be relieved at that time, right?" With that, she glanced at the emperor again, with his eyes closed, as if he wanted to sleep.

The emperor was angry, the wine was getting stronger and stronger, he only felt that he was weak and had a terrible headache, but this did not mean that he was unconscious, he knew that there was a woman here who wanted to do everything possible to get on his dragon bed, which he absolutely could not allow.

"Desheng," the emperor called Desheng in a daze.

When Father-in-law Desheng heard the emperor call him to ignore Rong and change his clothes so much, he quickly put the notebook he had packed on the ground and put it on the table and went to the emperor's side.

"Your Majesty, the minions are here."

"Go, beat this woman out of here, I don't want to see her again, and I don't want to hear her make noise here." Feng Jixuan said a little, and couldn't support it anymore and lay on the table.

"Yes, the minion obeys."

Father-in-law Desheng responded lightly, and then glanced at the emperor's side of the dress.

"Mother, you better please."

Although Desheng's father-in-law said this politely, his tone was not polite at all. Although Narong is stupid, she still knows her own situation at the moment, if she really doesn't like the emperor and annoys the people around the emperor, then she wants to get the emperor's favor, I'm afraid it's far away.