Jing Wu didn't speak, he squeezed it lightly in his hand, as if there was something in his hand.

After Dr. Zhu left, Jing Wu waved away the people in the room, took out a book from the bookshelf on the side, it was a poem, opened it, and saw a piece of apricot blossom inside, which looked slightly yellow, although it was no longer as beautiful as before, but it was still beautiful like a new life.

……

In the harem, everything is as calm as water.

In the court, the two parties faintly revealed friction, but neither of them tore their faces, maintaining the calm on the surface.

At the beginning of June, the ministers jointly invited Yu and Emperor Guang to accept concubines and extend the royal heirs.

Emperor Yu and Emperor were silent for a long time, and finally agreed.

Myeongxiu Palace

The first thing that catches the eye is the red palace dress, followed by the movement of the soft ** sideburns, a very gorgeous pearl emerald is as stable as Mount Tai on the top of the head, only the tassel that hangs down is still swaying slightly.

"Niangniang, the slaves and maids there heard that His Majesty wanted to recruit concubines, and it was Lord Zhang who first mentioned it."

Yuping is a little angry, that Zhang Rui is a person who is inclined to his mother, and now he has gained power, he dares to come out like this, although there are few concubines in the harem, but his own mother has also done the rain and dew, why do some people not look down on their own mother.

"Really?"

With a faint tone, without the slightest fluctuation, Yuping looked at her mother distressedly, for people like Niangniang, what is most important does not need to be said to understand, but this is it, it will be even more pitiful.

"Also, the harem has been empty for a long time, it's time for Your Majesty to take a concubine, and there are many more sisters in the palace, and this harem can finally be lively."

Wei Qingyan raised her head slightly, and smiled, she already had an elegant face and a dignified demeanor, at this moment this expression made her a little poignant, her eyes seemed to be full of tears circling, but those eyes were like a cage, trapping those tears.

"Alas......"

The Ninth Prince's House

"Ling Ling~"

It's just a song.

"Shizi, is the slave playing well?" The woman who spoke was the Lingxiang Pavilion's Lingren, named Dumping Water, in the imperial city has been famous for her piano skills, attracting many talented people to listen, and there was a talented man who wrote lyrics to praise her piano skills and beautiful historical tooth songs.

The good appearance of the long man with a vein and affection is worthy of her name, and the aqua blue gauze clothes show her ice muscles and jade bones, and even the voice is like water, soft and intoxicating.

The man lying on the recliner was Sikong Jiu, he closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, he was stunned, moved the lotus step forward, slowly bent down, and a soft green silk scattered on Sikong Jiu's body with the movement.

And as if he was frightened, he opened his gorgeous eyes suddenly, pushed away the pouring water, and the pouring water was pushed like this, and he sat on the ground embarrassed, covering half of his cheeks with green silk, and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Shizi, when the slave saw that you were asleep, he wanted to cover it for you, and the prince of the province caught a cold and fell ill."

Sikong Jiu's face darkened slightly, he didn't like it the most when someone touched him while he was sleeping, no matter what the reason.

Ye is so domineering!

"Poor!"

"What?" Pouring water heard Sikong Jiu say the word "poor", and he didn't understand.

"Ye said that your piano skills are poor, your appearance is different, and your figure is also poor, what clear water is out of hibiscus, comparable to tooth song, it's just a joke. Scold! ”

In a hurry, Sikong Jiu didn't care that this would hurt the beauty's heart.

After pouring water to hear this, the expression on his face was defeated, looking at Sikong Jiu's face as if he couldn't turn around, and when he came back to his senses, two lines of tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Wiping her tears and standing up, although she is a servant, no one knows the pain of being in it, and now she is ridiculed like this, she has never had it for so many years, and her natural self-esteem is emerging at this moment.

"Although the slave is a servant, but not a Qinglou woman, I hope that the prince will not take the standard of the Qinglou woman to measure the slave, although the rumors in the market are a bit exaggerated, but the slave is confident, although the slave is not as good as the tooth song, but the slave plays definitely not bad."

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

raised her head, just in time to see Sikong Jiu clapping her hands, and a strange look suddenly surged in her heart, looking at his evil and beautiful face, graceful and suave, which was the most she had ever seen in her life.

"What the girl said is good......" Before the girl could show his shyness, he said: "But someone disregarded the matter of the harem, but the master was even more impressed." ”

With that, he sat back on the chaise longue and drank a glass of sake in his hand, while the face of the person opposite him suddenly changed and turned pale.

"The slave didn't understand what the prince said, and I hope the son of the world will explain it to the slave."

His eyes flashed, his shoulders slackened, his expression shook slightly, his pale face looked even more bloodless, and his thin lips trembled slightly.

"Don't understand? I thought that with the wisdom of the girl who poured water, she should understand the meaning of his words. ”

"The son of the world praises falsely, the slave is stupid, and I really don't know what the son of the world means."

Pouring water with his head down, his hands stirring, his chest undulating and curling a little bigger, and his ears were even sweating, and he felt a little strange in a water-blue gauze at the moment, and he felt that he couldn't maintain his calmness.

"The world compares you to Yasong, at that time Yasong was just a down-and-out prodigal son, he liked to drink the most, but he didn't drink in the end, do you know why?" Sikong Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked.

After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

After speaking, he stared at Sikong Jiu awkwardly, but Sikong Jiu did not answer immediately, he put down his wine glass and poured the remaining wine in the glass.