"Lord, lord, it's not good. Madame burned down the little pavilion you rebuilt! ”

"Rong'er, is she okay?"

……

"Recently, Rong'er's mood will inevitably fluctuate because of the Ziyuan incident, and tomorrow I will build a few more similar pavilions for Rong'er to burn."

……

"Report! Lord Wang, Madam, she drove all the other concubines out of the house. Still...... also drove out the young master and young lady together! ”

"Oh? Then please bring back all the people who were kicked out, and let her vent again. ”

……

"Report ......"

"Lord, lord, no, Mrs. said she missed you."

"Oh? Go back and tell Rong'er that she is ready, in case she can't get out of bed because of her weakness. Wait, by the way, tell her that her husband will go over immediately. ”

"Yes!"

Ziyuan passed away, and Lou Lanqing was no better.

The only thing he can do is to spoil Su Rong and reduce the pain between each other, no matter what she wants or what she wants to do, he will do his best to satisfy her.

His love for her is envied.

As soon as he stepped into her room, he faintly heard a continuous withering song coming from the inner room outside the door, he understood, finally understood, and his heart could not extricate himself, but all these force majeure factors were too many.

She stroked the piano so miserably that she didn't look up at him, she couldn't cry, and had to swing the strings more and more to understand the pain in her heart.

It turned out that what she did before was to hide it from Lou Lanqing, and she suffered the crime alone, and she didn't want Lou Lanqing to go for half a point.

However, she still couldn't let go of the fact that she killed Ziyuan herself.

But why doesn't she love him?

"Rong'er, are you guilty?"

……

Su Rong was suspicious and didn't dare to make a sound, so she had to bite her lip and hold back the fluctuations in her heart. The two glanced at each other and said emphatically, "Rong'er...... No...... Know. ”

"It is the first sin to worry about your husband; Not being honest enough with one's husband is the second sin; Worrying about your husband is the third sin! You say, how can the husband punish you? ”

He leaned down domineeringly and hugged Su Rong.

Su Rong breathed a sigh of relief from her heart, her heart moved, she looked at Lou Lanqing's tall figure without feeling stupid, and felt that her heart was slightly warm, and slowly hooked the corners of her lips, and Yi was tenderly met with his eyes.

Lou Lanqing chuckled lightly and said loudly: "Can't speak, right?" Let the husband answer for you, and use your whole life to accompany you...... It's okay...... Rong'er, we are still young, and we can regenerate. ”

Su Rong blushed slightly, and gently spit out the word "yes".

Lou Lanqing smiled evilly and kissed Su Rong's red lips domineeringly.

……

Outside the Mayday, the moonlight dances hazy, sometimes imagine, sometimes dim.

"I heard that the emperor is going to choose a concubine?"

"It seems that Wen'er is quite well-informed."

Chongwen said politely, "Compared to Lord Star Swirl, Chongwen is ashamed of himself. ”

When Star Swirl heard Chongwen say this, she smiled knowingly and said busily, "Hello...... Probably listened to some slanderous rumors from the little monk. ”

After a moment of silence, Chongwen raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Can ...... The strange thing is that the night before the concubine was chosen, there was a stunning woman on his dragon bed, but the strangest thing was the emperor's behavior. ”

"Oh?"

"The emperor stood in front of the dragon couch, raised his sleeves, and walked away with a sneer."

"What's so strange about this, if you want to say it, let's just say that the stunning woman is 'stunning'."

"Nope! That stunning woman looks the same as the prince's mother. It is rumored in the palace that that night, the emperor stayed awake all night. Alone in the courtyard north of the queen's bedchamber, drinking and partying. The weather-beaten dragon's face was concave and crystal clear under the moonlight, and it was impossible to tell whether it was tears or wine. Always, it is full of bitterness and sadness. ”

……

"Isn't it all the same under the moon and before the wine? It is normal to take the past things to review and assert cruelty. Wen'er, if you have time to explore the emperor's affection, it is better to spend more time reading the Three Classics and Eight Constants. ”

"This 'three-eight' is often ...... Hehe, thanks to the adults, Chongwen always keeps in mind and does not dare to forget. Therefore, the days are long, and the unpredictable situation is unpredictable. ”

"People go to tea and cool, things are not people, and now I sigh, I just think it will be an end."

"Actually, the most mysterious thing is that no one has ever seen that stunning woman, some people say that it is the ghost of the queen."

Star Swirl understood, and asked Chongwen without moving, "Oh? Where was the prince that night? ”

Chongwen was slightly surprised, his eyes were like blades, and he hurriedly collected his expression, and said, "The prince has a private meeting with the secret girl in the procuratorate. ”

Star Swirl chin squinted, her eyes narrowing slightly, "It's pitiful in the middle of the night, it's only been a few days since I came back to have such a good show, are you afraid that it will be less in the future?" Wen'er, it's been two days, what about the Chongwu people? Is he back after all? ”

Chongwen stood aside, slightly stunned, and after a moment's silence, Star Swirl frowned unconsciously.

"That's it. According to Chongwu's temperament, although he experienced a catastrophe, it seemed that he had lost his mind and gone crazy. ”

Chongwen frowned, and said in a little panic: "What the adults said is true." Chongwu's temperament, why don't I know? Since Chongwu experienced this catastrophe, not to mention that he had lost his heart and gone crazy, I was afraid of ...... I'm afraid of him...... Sooner or later, he will become the next Wang Jianna. ”

Star Swirl looked at Chongwen worriedly, and said lightly, "Wen'er, it's a big night, do you want to give me some ghost stories to soothe my lingering feelings about the night?" Hehe, you're so bad. ”

……

This is not a lie, in such a narrow and dark room, the faint candle flame is swaying with the wind, and Chongwen's words are more like a faint lightning. Awakens Star Swirl on the couch.

"Wrong!"

For the first time, Chongwen retorted to Star Swirl's words, "First, you don't know more about Chongwu than I know about Chongwu; Second, we only know a little about the catastrophe that Chongwu experienced! ”

Star Swirl smiled faintly, the words still swirling in her ears.

"As you say. Since we only know a little about the catastrophe that Chongwu has experienced, then why do you still have to say that Chongwu Hui is the next Wang Jian? ”

"My lord misheard, what I said is: I'm afraid...... I'm afraid of him...... Sooner or later, he will become the next Wang Jianna. ”

After the two of them had a "speech and art", the atmosphere was suspended.

"Fangzheng, have you seen my packet of medicine?"

"Huh? Which packet of medicine? ”

"It's the divine land given by the 'God Operator'."

"Nope."

"Eh, say, did you hide it?"

"No, what am I hiding it for?"

"You don't want to give it to me, do you?"

"Then I don't want to give you a pill and hide your medicine are two different things, okay."

"That's the same thing!"

"Why?"

"You don't want to give me the medicine that the 'god operator' prescribed to me shows that you have the motive of Tibetan medicine. In short, your intentions are not pure, and your actions are wrong! ”

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. Do you really want to eat it? ”

"That's right! I want to eat, bring it quickly. ”

Yu Jin looked at Shun Hua worriedly, for fear that Shun Hua would make a mistake in eating, and planned to drop the bag, but looking at her firm expression, she resolutely didn't dare to mess around.

"No, I can talk about my ugly words first, if you make a mistake, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Shun Hua smiled: "You just put a hundred and twenty hearts." ”

Yu Jin replied with a smile, "That's good." ”

Shun Hua glanced at Yu Jin, and smiled softly: "What?" Angry? ”

Yu Jin said meaninglessly: "No, I'm just worried about you, I'm not angry." If you want to eat, eat it quickly, and the hour is almost over. ”

Shunhua slowly asked for two spoonfuls of "Bing Yulu", stirred the fragrance for a while, and suddenly changed: "I won't eat it, I still believe in you, but you have to accompany me to the appointment." ”

Seeing the situation, Yu Jin raised her arrogant chin, walked a few steps, and slapped her shoulders for Shunhua and said, "Well, okay." I will accompany you to the appointment, and then you will have to see the true face of the 'God Operator'. Isn't he a 'god operator'? Then he pinched his fingers and knew if you had eaten the 'divine soil'. ”

Yu Jin flashed her mind and said, "This dare is good, Hua'er, or we will be like this." If he reckons that you have eaten, you owe me, and if he reckoned that you did not eat, then I owe you. All right? ”

Shunhua said lightly, smiled, and then said, "Pull the hook." ”

"Well, retractor!"

The left half of the jade and bronze 'braided cloud chime' resembles the order of 120 kinds of musical rhythms in the hanging language, and is horizontally arranged in two rows, submerged in the water, and freely forms a musical rhythm with the floating water of the "three rivers".

Weaving chimes, cloud chimes, special chimes start cavities, close cavities, Sibin floating chimes homophonic sheng clocks on the water surface, all the sounds are silent, but the bell chime sounds.

Except for the sound of 'weaving cloud chimes' that was not loud, there were occasionally a few sharp passwords from eunuchs in the golden hall, but other than that, everything was quiet, like a vacuum.

The dull vacuum, the vacuum that is constantly being demanded, seems to be an invisible palm, and the square hole envelops the entire Golden Temple. It's dull, it's alive.

Hitting the north attracted a foot of breeze, and a large and beautiful "Buddha" word fell on the pillar of Peking University.

The Buddha gate is pure, and the dark fragrance is like the gurgling of the mountain stream.

The green light suddenly went out, the little monk wore a Mulan red robe, scattered the prayer beads, the wooden fish sounded empty, and he thought to himself: "The place of death, don't stay, don't read, don't want to." ”

Lotte stopped, stood next to the golden pillar, and a pair of blue cat's eyes instantly appeared. Carefully watched the little monk's every move.

In the blazing heat, a blood-colored groomed robe, under the whitewashed oil paint, splashed, and the cat's eye reflection was bleeding.

"Come in, there is no one in a hundred miles."

Lotte squinted slightly, lightly sideways the golden pillar, and then made a turn to the south, walking deep into the large white linen cloth that was layered on top of each other.

"White jade on both cheeks, eyebrows raised, Dan Yi revolver spirit cat eyes."

The little monk said, the sound was fluttering, and the small red lines around him were scattered and noisy.

"The power is tilted."

"Don't, nonsense!"

As soon as he raised his eyes, Lotte stood in front of him as deaf as a ghost.