"Come on, come on, Lord Mu, come and sit beside me." Tang Huang smiled amiably, his eyes flashed with a thief's light, and his tone was endlessly peaceful.

The first time Su Mujiu saw such a dignified Tang Emperor, she felt a little worried in her heart.

This scene in front of her made her suspect that she was dreaming.

She was in the imperial garden at the moment, and as soon as she arrived at the gate of the palace, the Tang Emperor sent someone to carry a high-quality red-topped soft sedan chair and took her here.

In front of her, there are countless beautiful Lelian who are playing and singing, all of which are some languishing sounds.

And in order to satisfy her preferences, this Tanghuang is full of men these months, and he looks delicate.

Which one is this Tang Huang singing?

Such an enthusiastic attitude made her wonder if she was daydreaming.

"Aiqing, what are you doing in a daze? Come and take a seat! Tang Huang smiled and couldn't see the eyes, only a line could be seen, so he was more and more obscene.

He still holds a beautiful woman in his arms, the new concubine, the woman he has been pampering recently.

Su Mujiu took a step on her thighs and sat down.

Not long after she sat down, several men with heavy makeup who seemed to be heads of faces made a gesture to pinch her shoulders.

There was even a face with Qiu Bo smiling, twisting his thin waist, holding a fruit bowl in his hand, and came to her, with a delicate hand raised, as if he was going to feed her.

The corners of Su Mujiu's mouth twitched, and he dodged, dodging the attack of the menacing faces.

Her eyes narrowed, revealing a smile that turned upside down, but it was chilling.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing here?" There was an endless coldness in the tone.

Emperor Tang was playing happily with the beauty in his arms, and he didn't notice that Su Mujiu's expression had changed.

He laughed loudly, "I heard that you like beautiful men, although these are not as beautiful as those in your house, they can be regarded as superior, and these faces will be at your disposal." ”

This Tang Huang was talking foul language, while rubbing the waist of the beauty in his arms, and the whole appearance of a faint monarch.

Su Mujiu smiled at the faces, and her delicate thin lips were lightly lifted, "Oh, I am reluctant to ravage the beautiful men in my house on weekdays, since the emperor said that you should be at my disposal, which of you wants to perform a freehand pickled pepper first?" ”

The men who were still eager to try heard Su Mujiu's words and their faces were full of doubts.

As soon as this Tang Huang's eyes opened, he smiled cunningly, "What is this pickled pepper with bare hands?" ”

Su Mujiu took the teacup, took a sip of tea gently, and smiled "amiable", "It is to put the hand with fine skin and tender meat into the pickled pepper jar, grab out a hundred catties of spicy pickled peppers with red inside, and then tear them apart one by one." ”

"What's the point?" Obviously, Tang Huang seemed to be interested in this matter.

"It doesn't make any sense, I just like to see people suffer." Su Mujiu said this deliberately, and his eyes swept over the face that he was still scrambling to come up just now.

Those faces that were still rippling in the spring of the heart, the brush suddenly became pale as tissue paper, and the eyes that were full of eagerness just now and wanted to fly up the branches and become phoenixes were gone.

Instead, he was filled with fear.

"Since Aiqing wants to see it, then I'll quickly order someone to get pickled peppers." Tang Huang smiled very happily, and was about to order someone to get the pickled pepper jar.

Su Mujiu felt that it was almost enough to tease these guys, so he said: "No need, I don't have much interest in watching them, why don't you just retreat, I will be embarrassed." ”

"Good, good." Emperor Tang was responsive to Su Mujiu's needs at the moment, and instead scolded the men with a cold face: "You all retreat!" ”

Before, Su Mujiu was still sitting on the cold bench, and the target of being shouted and killed by the Tang Emperor turned her into a hot guest in the blink of an eye.

This person, in the face of interests, is really multifaceted.

Su Mujiu smiled.

When these men heard Tang Huang's words, they were relieved, and they left one by one at a speed comparable to that of rabbits, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Without the grinding face, Su Mujiu felt much more comfortable in his heart.

She cocked Erlang's legs, ate her meal wantonly, and stared at Emperor Tang, "Your Majesty, didn't you call me to come to the palace just to listen to a little song and use the meal?" ”

With an endless smile on his face, Emperor Tang said: "Of course, today, there is no distinction between you and me, as long as you eat and drink enough, I will be happy!" ”

Su Mujiu smiled and said no more.

If there is something to ask for, I am afraid that the fox's tail will be revealed sooner or later.

Su Mujiu pretended to eat some food, holding her face and listening to the pretentious music, almost drowsy.

It's not that she doesn't have an appetite today, but this table full of dishes is all made to her brother's liking—a table of green vegetarian dishes.

She couldn't even speak.

Finally, when this boring banquet was coming to an end, Tang Huang patted the beautiful woman's delicate buttocks in his arms and muttered a few words in a low voice.

The beauty smiled like a willow, pretended to hammer Tang Huang's fat chest a few times, then saluted the two and left with the palace maid.

Except for the poor man who played the music, in the entire imperial garden, only Su Mujiu and Tanghuang were left.

Su Mujiu pinched his flat belly and glanced at Tang Huang slanderously.

This Tanghuang has been around the bush for most of the day, and he has not finally come to this point.

"Aiqing." Tang Huang smiled with a meaty smile on his face, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"What's the matter?" Su Mujiu responded with a smile.

"I have a business to discuss." Tang Huang grinned, his tone full of endless flattery.

……

In front of Yingxue Pavilion.

Jiang Yue held a longbow in her hand and stood in front of the courtyard.

Opposite him, there was a gentle man who was like a pear petal falling - Feng Tong.

"What?" Jiang Yue raised her eyebrows and asked in an unkind tone.

"I'm looking for the prince." Feng Tong went straight to the point, smiling like a spring breeze.

"The prince has entered the palace." After Jiang Yue finished speaking, he turned around and was about to walk into the hospital.

But behind him, Feng Tong's voice was as gentle as ever, "The one in the palace is not the prince." ”

Jiang Yue's movements froze, and he looked back at Feng Tong, his eyes were faintly dangerous, "What did you say?" ”

"My agreement with the prince is coming, I want to ask the prince how he is preparing?" Feng Tong is gentle and elegant, without losing any grace.

"Feng Tong!" Jiang Yue gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of anger in his tone that he hadn't even noticed.

"Huh?" Feng Tong was unmoved.

Jiang Yue knew that the gentle man in front of him looked as soft as jade and spoke very well, but in fact, he was deep in mind and extremely smart.

If he hadn't found out, there were two "princes" in the mansion.

Jiang Yueyue's eyes locked directly on Feng Yun's body, with a threatening meaning.

Feng Tong didn't seem to see it, and his body was still unfazed.

After a long time, Jiang Yue closed his eyes.

"Come in, come with me."