Seeing this, Wu Chang's eyes were full of admiration.

The whole person was also nervous.

She cleared her throat and brewed emotions in her heart for a while according to what Concubine Qi had taught her.

Then, I saw her open her lips and sweetly read Li Bai's poem that she had memorized in advance.

"The autumn breeze is clear, and the autumn moon is bright.

The fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws are frightened.

Lovesick to see each other know when the day, this night is embarrassing"

At this moment, the fourth master is finishing dinner and eating in the imperial garden.

It was dusk, and the light was dim.

The evening clouds are entrenched in the sky, and the sunset can only take a little gap to burst out of the crimson glow.

Like a fish swimming in the sunken sea, occasionally tumbling with golden scales.

The clouds turned crimson to pink, fading and becoming intoxicatingly beautiful.

As a result, as he walked, he saw people in front of him.

Moreover, I could faintly hear a woman chanting poetry.

A voice like water and a song came from the front.

In this silent autumn night, it sounds as good as the hollow valley orchid.

Suddenly, those deep ink pupils suddenly tightened.

I saw a woman standing under the locust tree not far away.

And beside her, there are minions guarding in twos and threes.

As for the poem, it came from the woman's mouth.

"Su Peisheng, who is that?" the fourth master asked coldly.

Su Peisheng didn't stay up late to review the folds, and his eyes were better than the fourth master.

He looked at it fixedly, and said curtly: "If you go back to the emperor, if the slave is not mistaken, it is Wu Chang who is here." ”

When the master and servant were talking, the fourth master had already walked under the locust tree and saw the person clearly.

Wu Changzai saw the fourth master, pretending to be surprised and surprised, Ying Yingfu saluted: "The concubine has seen the emperor." ”

The fourth master stood in place with his hands in his hands, and glanced at Wu Changzai with cold eyes.

I saw her wearing a light pink flag dress with a light delicate makeup on her face.

Because he didn't have children, he has a plump and long body.

The skin is like snow, the black and shiny phoenix eyes, and the small and ruddy lips.

The dusk shone on her face, slightly reddish.

It stands to reason that when the sun sets, this is a beautiful encounter between a beauty and an emperor.

But the fourth master said incomprehensibly: "Wu Chang is in Hao Yaxing, and at night, the autumn wind is swaying, and he actually sings poems and makes music here." ”

"The concubines just ate too much for dinner, so they came out to eat. Seeing the good scenery of the Imperial Garden, I just chanted a few words by the way. ”

"I heard you say that you know when you are lovesick, who do you miss," the fourth master asked lightly.

Wu Chang paused slightly, his face revealing the shyness of a little woman.

The face full of collagen is even more red.

She lowered her eyes and replied shyly: "The concubine naturally misses the emperor"

Wu Changzai's voice was very small, like a girl's thoughts, full of shyness.

As soon as the voice fell, the fourth master's face sank.

The already cold eyes were even more cold and sharp, and the cold forced people to dare not peep anymore.

"Since Wu Chang likes to come out at night to blow the cold wind so much, and likes to sing poetry and compose music so much, then, I will fulfill you."

Hearing this, Wu Gege was ashamed and lowered his head.

His face was also in the dusk, crimson.

But the cherry took a small bite, but it was smiling.

It's like a peach blossom bathing in the rain.

The emperor actually wanted to fulfill her

It seems that she listened to Concubine Qi right, and it really happened

However, just when she was happy, she heard the man's indifferent and detached voice above her head: "Su Peisheng, you are so good to look at Wu Changzai, and listen to her read poems for three hours here." In addition, after reading, copy another 300 Tang poems. ”

After speaking, the fourth master left the imperial garden without looking back.

"Huh." Su Peisheng twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Wu Changzai with some sympathy.

At this moment, looking at the indifferent back of the fourth master, Wu Chang's eyes were full of despair.

It wasn't what she expected.

But she did what Concubine Qi said, what did she do wrong

actually provoked the emperor to punish her for reciting poems for three hours in the autumn wind.

In this way, you will have to read until the early hours of the morning

At that time, the voice will also be hoarse.

The face was also dried in the autumn wind

God, she just wanted to create an atmosphere of romantic encounters, which is why she read such verses.

is to express her lovesickness for the emperor.

But I don't really like to sing poetry and make music.

If only God gave her another chance.

She must not have listened to Concubine Qi's words and was coquettish here.

It's a pity that no matter how much you regret it, it's useless, the emperor has already gone away.

And next to her ears, there was also Su Peisheng's urging voice: "Wu Chang is here, you read it, the slave listens."

Hearing this, she glared at Su Peisheng and continued to recite the poem.

Su Peisheng smiled on his face, but he was rolling his eyes in his heart.

What to do with him, the emperor doesn't understand the amorous feelings, what does it matter to him.

He is a big manager, and listening to a woman reciting poetry in the cold wind is also a kind of torment, okay?

It's better to be in the Palace of Nourishing Hearts and watch the emperor review the folds.

Anyway, there's a charcoal fire, and it's warm

These people in the backyard, for the first son of the fourth master after he ascended the throne, it can be said that the organs are exhausted.

is only an honest concubine who can't give birth to a concubine.

There is also Concubine Yu who is raising her body.

and Concubine Xi, who has a weak third elder brother under her knees, and has to take good care of the child.

The situation does not allow them, so they can only accept their fate.

The rest of the people, that is, the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Concubine Xi originally wanted to divide some thoughts to compete for favor.

After all, the third elder brother is weak, and she wants to fight for the first son after ascending the throne, so that she has double insurance.

But the third elder brother was sick for three days, and she really couldn't think about it.

In any case, the living is more important than the unscored.

However, no matter how hard the harem tried, the fourth master was still covered with thunder and rain.

I can't see who is not favored, who is more favored.

But only in the case of the harem being divided.

If anyone wants to die, then even the few rains and dew will be gone.

Anyway, he won't turn over anyone's brand because of who in the harem is competing for favor, and he won't make any changes for this.

Because of this kind of man, he has the right and hope to control everything.

How could someone else control him?

However, the fourth master had just ascended the throne and was busy cleaning up the mess left by the first emperor.

In order to take care of the last words of the first emperor before his death, he asked him to treat his brothers well, and he also had to guard against a group of brothers who were eyeing him.

Don't kill each other as a last resort.

So, where does he have so much leisure and go to the harem to linger.

To say that in the past, when I was in the Hidden Mansion and the Old Summer Palace.

As long as it doesn't happen to anything.

The fourth master doesn't care if he really does things, or he covers a quilt purely.

There are about 20 days a month, and I go to the backyard to walk around.

Now that he is an emperor, the time to go to the harem has been greatly halved.

Because, the responsibility on his shoulders is greater.

More time must be set aside to govern the affairs of the country.

After all, for an emperor like him, national affairs are much more important than harem matters.

In other words, there are too many things that are more important than women