Xia Shengnuan rolled her eyes.

She is self-aware, but you don't have it, emperor, don't you know what she said!

I don't want to talk anymore.

The two walked out of the Dening Palace in unison.

The concubines behind looked at the inexplicable tacit understanding between the two, and there was a burst of crazy jealousy.

Concubine Sheng is really favored at a speed that is visible to the naked eye!

It's so nasty!

I hate it, I envy it, I am jealous!

Gong Feihan was out of the palace for most of the day, and today's recital had not been approved, so he returned to the imperial study.

Xia Shengnuan returned to Changning Palace, after eating and drinking, washing up, and preparing to sleep, he suddenly remembered the 30,000-word review, and the whole person was not good.

Holding the pillow, he sat up all of a sudden, grabbing a handful of hair.

Why is the dog emperor so annoying, she can write a review of 500 words, and she has to write 30,000 words for Mao!

It's so doggy!

Xia Sheng was so angry that he wanted to bite, but in the end, he kicked off the quilt, went to the study, and began to write a review with a high candle.

I really want to write a hidden poem to scold the dead dog emperor!

However, I can't write!

When the book is used, it is less hated!

Write, write, write.

I wrote until I couldn't open my eyes before I wrote a few thousand words.

I couldn't hold it anymore, so I threw away the brush with one hand, picked up the snow wolf at my feet, sleepy-eyed, and went straight back to the room and collapsed on the bed.

The Imperial Study.

The emperor was making a review, and the imperial dining room came over with a little supper.

Gong Feihan glanced at it, and suddenly said, "The dim sum from Changning Palace doesn't seem to have been delivered today." ”

Gonggong Lin thought about it, nodded respectfully and said, "It's true that I didn't send it, I'm afraid that Concubine Sheng is still making it, after all, the dim sum made by Niangniang is exquisite and time-consuming." ”

Gong Feihan listened to it and continued to watch the twists and turns.

After looking at it for a while, he raised his eyes and looked at the door.

Gonggong Lin said weakly, "Or, the slave sent someone to Changning Palace to urge?" ”

"Not necessarily." The man snorted coldly.

Lin Gonggong: "......"

The emperor was obviously looking forward to Concubine Sheng's snacks, and his mouth was stiff.

No, no, no, he stood aside with Shi Shiran in his arms.

After another quarter of an hour, the man looked up at the door again.

Lin Gonggong: "......"

"The emperor must be tired after watching the music for so long, the slave looks at the moonlight tonight, why don't you go out for a walk?"

Lin Gonggong said very tactfully.

It can be said that he can share the emperor's worries very much.

Gong Feihan finally nodded coldly, "Hmm." ”

Throwing down the wolf in his hand, he stood up and paced out from behind the wide dragon case.

The moonlight is indeed very good tonight, and the light veil is faintly enveloping the entire palace.

The faint floral fragrance is refreshing.

Gong Feihan walked and walked, and then paced in the direction of Changning Palace.

Gonggong Lin followed behind, very clever, and didn't say anything.

Well, he didn't see anything.

The only bad thing is that Changning Palace is too far away from Longxiao Palace and the Imperial Study, and as he walks, he is afraid that the emperor will have a black face.

Sure enough, this thought flashed, and the emperor's cool and infiltrating voice came over, "Who arranged for Concubine Sheng to live in Changning Palace?" ”

Gonggong Lin suddenly sweated.

"Return, go back to the emperor, it was arranged by the slaves."

At the beginning, the emperor didn't care about this princess at all, and everything was thrown to him to deal with, and he also weakly consulted the emperor about this residence.

What did the emperor say at that time, he gave him a sharp knife eye, and reprimanded him, saying that he had to ask him what he was doing for a little thing!

Now, the emperor has the meaning of settling accounts after the autumn, and Gonggong Lin is bitter. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.