At night, Xia Qian watched Huo Zun hide the wine under the bed one after another, and couldn't straighten up with a smile.

Huo Zun glanced at her and handed the letter just now to her.

When Xia Qian saw the content of the letter, she couldn't say a word like five thunderbolts.

Let's not talk about the origin of this Jun Wangye, just the handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dance on this letter, the imaginative content, she was angry and squirted out a mouthful of old blood to give the paper to the sauce.

"Chi Ri Jiangshan Li,

The wind blows the fragrance of flowers and plants,

mud melt swallow,

Sand warm sleeping mandarin ducks! ”

If it weren't for the fact that he heard that this Jun Wang Ye was a daughter in Liuyun Pavilion, Xia Qian would definitely be scared to death when she saw this live love poem at this moment.

Huo Zun raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, and asked wickedly, "What?" Unhappy that someone has come? ”

"Happy, of course! I'm wondering what to do with this letter. ”

"You don't have to go back, Lord Jun will come to Yiguo in the third year of the first month, and he will definitely come to see you when the time comes. Let Qingyue clean up the room in the west courtyard, in case this Jun Wang Ye wants to stay at home for a few days on a whim, we can also have a preparation! ”

Xia Qian, whose heart had already risen to her throat, couldn't help but gasp: "Stop? No way? ”

Huo Zun smiled evilly again, pulled her to the corner of the bed and asked, "You are so afraid of her coming, could it be that you are hiding some ulterior secret?" It's better to explain it in advance, so that I can prepare in my heart. ”

"Nope!"

"Such a sweet love poem, you don't explain it? I've always refused to have sex with me, is it because of that? ”

Speaking of the round room, she trembled coldly in her heart. But the one he said, she really didn't reflect which one?

Huo Zun's finger fell on her eyebrows, and the once-in-a-millennium smile rippled even brighter under her eyes: "Polishing the mirror!" ”

"Grinding mirrors?"

He looked at her in amazement: "You grew up in Leyi Mansion, and you don't even know about "grinding mirrors"? ”

Although she still can't keep up with the rhythm in her mind, she obviously can't continue this sentence, otherwise she is afraid that she will expose her identity.

Huo Zun's eyes paused for a moment, and he smiled reluctantly: "The ancient palace is lonely, and the palace flowers are lonely and red." The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting idle and talking about Xuanzong. Have you heard this poem? ”

"This is the Tang Dynasty poet Yuan Zhen's "Xinggong", I naturally know."

"Staying in an empty room, the autumn night is long, the night is long and the sky is unknown; Geng Geng's remnant lamp is behind the wall, and Xiao Xiao's dark rain hits the window. Spring is late, the day is late, and it is difficult to sit alone in the twilight; Gong Ying was sad and tired of hearing it, and Liang Yan was jealous. Mandarin ducks return to Yan to grow quietly, spring to autumn does not remember the year, only to the deep palace to look at the bright moon, have you heard? ”

Xia Qian looked at him suspiciously, and twisted her eyebrows incomprehensibly: "This is Bai Juyi's "Shangyang White-haired Man", what's wrong?" ”

He curled the corners of his lips and smiled even more charmingly: "Put these two poems together, do you understand the meaning of "grinding mirrors"? ”

The two of them both describe the scene of the deep palace woman's fading beauty and loneliness, Xia Qian strung these two poems together, looking at the ghostly evil smile on each other's faces, and the anger in her body suddenly stopped fighting.

"Bastard, you actually called me a lily!" She shaved Huo Zun fiercely, shook him off and left.

"Don't go, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"Neurotic! To be able to ask such a question, you are either mentally retarded or have a brain pump. She stood in the doorway and replied categorically.

Huo Zun still asked reluctantly: "Then tell me, what does the sentence "mud melts and flies swallows, and the sand warms and sleeps mandarin ducks" mean?" ”

"I ...... I don't know! Xia Qian stared at him angrily, "You can go and investigate, if you can't find anything, I will tell Lord Jun that not only do you have a habit of dragon yang, but you are also amorous outside, and you have a hidden disease!" ”

He caught up with a smile and asked with a charming face: "Do I have a hidden disease, whether you are grinding the mirror or not, you have to test it to know." Otherwise, try it tonight! ”

When a few maids heard this, they quickly disappeared with red faces.

Xia Qian glared at Huo Zun angrily, picked up the pen, and immediately replied to the prince of Jun with a letter of renunciation, and asked Qingyue to send it out urgently.