At this time, Ling He still had hope in his heart, looking forward to it being a letterhead to tell his feelings, and it was the basis for Liang Baisheng not to forget his old feelings. But when Ling He unfolded excitedly, he saw the small characters of the lady, where was Liang Baisheng's handwriting.

Look at the signature at the bottom of the letter, Shu word.

She suddenly thought of Wen Ruoshu who ran to Wuyi Garden all day, wasn't it just another Shu word, Ling He clenched the letter tightly, and angry anger burned her eyes.

"Wen Ruoshu, you slut, even if you seduce Song Yunqing, you won't even let him go, full of foxes."

Ling He suddenly turned around with a cold face and walked towards the Shangyi Bureau.

Jiang Yao had just taken a nap, and saw Duan Jingyan in the hall criticizing the recitals, Jiang Yao rubbed her eyes and sat up.

"Why does the emperor look like an excerpt from me? Didn't I say that my palace made you calm down and do things? ”

"I want to guard Ah Yao for a while, but Ah Yao dislikes me?"

Duan Jingyan held the fold in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yao, his bright eyes reflected the light scattered from the window, it was really beautiful, the neat and neat crown of hair did not have any extra hair.

"Nothing."

Jiang Yao walked around the dresser, took the jade comb and sat down beside Duan Jingyan and said, "The emperor has this hairstyle all day long, don't you think it's very monotonous?" I'll give you another one. ”

Before Duan Jingyan could answer, Jiang Yao's slender white jade hand pulled out Duan Jingyan's hair crown, and his long ink-splashed hair slanted down to his waist.

Jiang Yao held her hair in her hands, and she had the smell of ambergris, which was full of intoxication. Duan Jingyan smiled dotingly and said, "Ah Yao, you have to help me comb it up." ”

Her hands were between the strands of her hair, and she held the comb and combed it gently, and the hair was as smooth as satin, without a trace of frizz.

"I want to comb my long hair like this for Jing Yan for the rest of my life, and comb the hairstyle I like."

"Then what kind of hairstyle does A-Yao like?"

"Of course it's the white jade boy."

"Who is Bai Yu?"

Duan Jingyan frowned and looked at Jiang Yao seriously, Jiang Yao giggled, and said, "It's just a description, describing the emperor, just like that white jade." ”

"Ah Yao said that I am, then I am."

Jiang Yao enjoyed the last days, sat with Duan Jingyan, combed his long hair, and after Jiang Yao's tossing, an image full of fireworks was born.

The two strands of hair on the sideburns hung elegantly on his chest, and the moment he raised his eyes, Duan Jingyan, who was originally proud and cold, was a little charming, like those male prostitutes in the men's hall, Jiang Yao couldn't help but cover her abdomen and laugh on the chair.

"Hahahaha......"

Duan Jingyan stroked the green silk on his sideburns, looked at the laughing person, chuckled, and asked in a low voice: "It turned out to be Ah Yao, do you like me to dress up like this?" ”

Jiang Yao nodded wickedly, and at this time, Wenqin hurriedly walked in, looked at Duan Jingyan and couldn't help but be stunned: "Oh, what kind of dress is the emperor, it looks like those people in the Qinglou Tile House, the emperor is the ninety-five supreme, can you ......"

After that, Wen Qin was about to change it for Duan Jingyan with a comb, Jiang Yao smiled and asked Qin: "I can't imagine that my aunt is still so conservative, and she doesn't let me wear her usually naked clothes, but now the emperor can't comb a hairstyle?" ”

Wenqin took the comb and smiled again and again: "But the emperor is ......"

Duan Jingyan raised his hand, he looked at Jiang Yao, and said with a cheerful smile: "That's it, it's rare for her to be happy." ”

Asked Qin Yao shook her head, Jiang Yao lay on the back of the chair and asked Qin with her legs and asked, "Aunt came in, didn't Duan reprimand me for coming?" ”

"How can it," asked Qin as she put down the jade comb and walked to her side, "There was a quarrel over there in the Shangyi Bureau." ”

Jiang Yao raised her eyebrows and listened to Qinqin's next words, and felt that it was not so simple, if the palace maids fought, it would not alarm her.

"Hearing that it was the imperial concubine who broke in, she gave Wen Shangyi a slap in the face, and scolded Wen Shangyi for some ugly words without saying anything."

Jiang Yao raised her eyebrows and looked at Qin and asked, "According to my aunt, why is this?" ”

"The slave maid also listened to the gossip of Zhaoren Palace, saying that Fu Liang Baisheng and Gao Huang Guifei of Wuyi Garden were old acquaintances, and they had seen the two pulling and pulling in Wuyi Garden, and they were very intimate, but they didn't know why they made a move on Wen Shangyi."

Jiang Yao didn't have the heart to care, but when she heard that the two were intimate, it made her a little interested, but looking at Duan Jingyan on the table, she looked at the excerpt indifferently, and felt a little incomprehensible.

Jiang Yao pouted and said, "Your concubine is going to go out of the wall now, do you still have the heart to look at the excerpts?" Aren't you afraid of cuckolding? ”

The concubines who cuckolded him in the past were all locked up in the cold palace, or they were no longer pampered. Like Concubine Luo and Song Cainu, he was cold, as if he didn't care too much about their life and death and chastity.

Jiang Yao had the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to hear Duan Jingyan say in person, why Liang Baisheng just glanced at himself in the main hall, and he was about to be dismissed from his career and go to Wuyi Garden to see the child. Be a lady who doesn't matter.

Duan Jingyan finished reading the last fold, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Jiang Yao with disdain, took a sip of tea, and said without hurrying: "Do you think that anyone can compare to you, in my heart?" ”

Jiang Yao's heart was like a flower blooming at that moment, her heart was very warm, the feeling of being loved was very warm, and being loved by the emperor was even more down-to-earth. Jiang Yao thought of this and asked Duan Jingyan, "How does the emperor feel like being loved by me?" ”

Are you as happy as her?

Seeing that Duan Jingyan didn't answer, he walked over and took Jiang Yao's hand, dragged him up from the chair, hugged his waist and walked out of the hall.

"How about I accompany you to the theater?"

"It turns out that the emperor also likes gossip so much......"

Jiang Yao's silver-bell-like laughter remembered, but the sentence she was waiting for, Duan Jingyan never replied.

When Duan Jingyan hugged Jiang Yao and walked to the Shangyi Bureau, Ling He was sitting on a chair in the hall, sitting precariously as if he had passed through the court, Wen Ruoshu's face was red and swollen, and Caiyue on the side was rounding her arm and fanning Wen Ruoshu.

"Smack! Smack......"

Liu Shangyi shouted on the side: "The emperor has arrived, the emperor has arrived!"

Ling He in the courtyard stood up and bowed, and everyone also knelt down with Ling He, Wen Ruoshu's face had already been palmed, I don't know how many slaps he had received, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was dripping to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the slave and maid are wronged, I don't know where I offended the imperial concubine Niangniang, and as soon as I entered the door, I scolded the slave and maid ......"

Wen Ruoshu bowed, her body trembled with anger, she couldn't understand how she offended Ling He by being a careful person, Ling He snorted coldly, and said with deep eyebrows: "Why can't this palace punish you?" ”

The maidservants brought two chairs, Jiang Yao pulled Duan Jingyan to sit down, Jiang Yao said with calm eyes: "Then the imperial concubine said why she scolded Wen Shangyi, there must be a leader." ”

Ling He presented a letter from his sleeve, handed it to Wen Qin, and said, "This is what I found in Liang Baisheng, the person who wrote the letter is Wen Shangyi, full of love, really charming." A palace maid corrupted the atmosphere in the palace and wrote this kind of rhetoric to a master who had just entered the palace for a few days. ”

Asking Qin and presenting it to Jiang Yao, Jiang Yao lowered her eyebrows, opened it and saw that it was really full of affection, she glanced at it and turned it to Duan Jingyan, and said: "Wen Shangyi really deserves to be the daughter of the Wen family of scholars, this literary brilliance is outstanding." ”

Duan Jingyan glanced at it a few times, and nodded and said, "It's really good, very knowledgeable." ”

Wen Ruoshu knew at this time that he was beaten because of this letterhead, and he retorted in confusion: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the slave maid has never sent any letter to Mrs. Liang, this is definitely not written by the slave maid." ”

Ling He sneered, twisted his waist, looked at him fiercely with fierce eyes, and said, "Now that you have physical evidence, do you still want to deny it?" With your signature on my heart, do you think we're all fools? ”

Duan Jingyan gave it to Kant, and Kant held his waist and looked at Wen Ruoshu, and asked, "Is this a book written by Wen Shangyi?" ”

"Yes," Wen Ruoshu looked at the book that was indeed his own, and he was puzzled in his heart, "But this is not what the slave maid gave to Mrs. Liang." ”