Chapter 87: She Hates This Spring Night

Tang Wanrong knew that Qin Shouan was very vindictive.

Recently, there is a saying among the people of the palace that when the little prince was young, he was stolen by Tang Zhong and the boy's urine.

This thing came out of Haitang Chunwu, I hadn't said it before, it just happened that he came back, and it was naturally the news he released, which made everyone feel that Tang Zhong was innocent, and at the same time, it was also implying that Tang Zhong should have died a long time ago, and Tang Wanrong didn't notice it.

Tang Wanrong didn't care about his thoughts.

What made her secretly frightened was that Qin Shouan was very capable of holding grudges, when he was a child, did she sin against him?

She was really a little worried, one day Qin Shouan suddenly punched her, which burst her brain, and then stood next to her corpse with a cold expression and said, "You also stole my child's urine when you were a child" and so on.

What he didn't expect was that he now held a grudge against the Queen Mother - "temporarily" did not beat the Queen Mother, are you still determined to do this sooner or later?

Tang Wanrong only felt that if she didn't appease him tonight, she wouldn't be able to sleep.

"Is this a good thing?" Qin Shouan couldn't help but stretch his neck, lowered his voice and approached Tang Wanrong to speak.

"I don't dare make this up." didn't dare to make up the drama like this, and Tang Wanrong naturally didn't have the guts.

She has always been cautious, if it weren't for appeasement to appease him and not think that the Queen Mother was targeting the Langya Palace, she wouldn't have said anything about it.

"This is the Empress Dowager, who thinks that the first emperor can't live up to her?"

"I don't know."

"The article of the Hanlin Academy said that the first emperor and the queen mother were deeply in love, the first emperor died suddenly, the queen mother cried like a sea, and her head was white and black overnight, and so on seven times...... "Qin Shouan calculated, repeated seven times, then the queen mother should be full of white hair now.

"When did the Hanlin Academy's article become credible?" Tang Wanrong was dismissive.

Those gang of Hanlin are pretentious and clear on weekdays, and they always like to show the meaning of fat and high, but in fact, they are flattering, pointing to the deer as horses, which will only make people beat their chests and sigh, why are we so shameless as no one!

"The Queen Mother did this, if it was just because of resentment, it would be too willful. If this matter is poked out, won't the clan take the opportunity to make trouble? With the prestige of the first emperor among his subjects, even the queen mother could not escape the crime. Qin Shouan couldn't understand the Queen Mother's intention to do this.

Hearing this, Tang Wanrong sat up slightly straight.

Just now he turned sideways to talk to her, and he was really close, and the young man's fiery breath seemed to burn people's skin.

Her heart was a little chaotic, just like the candle flame that had just been lit outside the Yuanxiang Hall, she wanted to be quiet but could not get it, but was swayed by the idle wind, and the flirtatious candle shadow swayed into various unbearable shapes.

Seeing that he seemed to be thinking about all kinds of questions after speaking, Tang Wanrong remembered what he said before beating Ao Yaojiao:

[I already have a crush on someone, but because of my identity and various pressures, I can't express my affection, how can I fall in love with a woman I just met? 】

Who is this person he wants?

Tang Wanrong's hand that wanted to pick up the tea cup shook slightly, as if she couldn't even pick up this superb white porcelain cup as thin as a cicada's wings.

With his identity as the son of the king of Langya, whether it is a lady, a celebrity, or a married woman, as long as he wants to, he can't escape from the palm of his hand, right?

Unless the identity of the person he wants, he can't say it at all, to the point of disobeying the social norms, the people and subjects are pointed out, and the palace is furious.

A thin layer of shame and anger appeared on Tang Wanrong's cheeks, could he really have a lot of charming delusions because of [Shou'an should marry]?

No—not to—but if it were to be a good way to explain him, although there were many similar things in the previous dynasties, how many of them were done by wise people?

"Aunt Tang, how did you know about this?" After thinking for a moment, Qin Shouan turned his head to look at Tang Wanrong.

He no longer regards Tang Wanrong as a little woman who can only use small tricks in the palace.

Even if the first emperor may just be for Tang Qingyu's sake, Aiwu and Wu handed over the great wealth to Tang Wanrong, and the father strictly followed the edict of the first emperor to help take care of Tang Wanrong without guarding and stealing, what about the queen mother?

Tang Wanrong is the fragrant Tang monk meat, whoever sees her has to drool, the Queen Mother doesn't move her, it will definitely not be no idea!

"Not many people know about it, but it's not a few. It's not as serious as you think......"

Tang Wanrong noticed that there was no resentment in Qin Shou'an's tone, "I must beat the Queen Mother", and was quite pleased:

"Before his death, the first emperor prepared a dragon coffin and placed it in the rebirth hall. It is rumored that the first emperor took his last breath after lying in the dragon coffin. It's just that I didn't expect that after the funeral, the dragon coffin was still in the Hall of Rebirth - rumors were that the dragon coffin disappeared when it was unknown, but no one knew where it was placed. ”

"This ...... Aunt Tang, why are all the rumors you are talking about? ”

"It's easy to lose your head if you know it, and if you leak it, it will affect your relatives. Am I still saying who saw it, who confirmed it, and who else witnessed it? ”

Tang Wanrong is used to being cautious, and being able to maintain her huge network is definitely not just by throwing money everywhere - others must at least think she is reliable before they leak some things to her.

Otherwise, he has only the life to take money from her, and has no life to spend it.

"Behind this kind of thing, there are often secrets that can change the dynasty." Qin Shou'an tapped his fingers on the table, making a "tuk-tuk" sound,

"Forget it, maybe it will affect our Langya Palace. As long as our palace can be safe and sound, what do we care about the matter between the queen mother and the first emperor? ”

Tang Wanrong breathed a sigh of relief, and raised her hand to pat the back of Qin Shou'an's hand with relief, but when she touched it, she felt a warmth with a slight tingling that pierced her skin, making her quickly retract her hand.

Qin Shouan looked at her with a little doubt, came to touch him, and reacted so much? He has barbs on the back of his hand, can't he?

Looking at Qin Shou'an's gaze, Tang Wanrong also knew that her reaction was a little bigger, would this make him feel that he was still rejecting and resisting him?

Normal elders would not be like this, and they still had to maintain a good appearance of harmony between the top and bottom, so they reached out again, continued to show a relieved but perhaps slightly stiff and contrived smile, and patted the back of Qin Shou'an's hand.

Qin Shouan looked at Tang Wanrong's hand, it was really like a tender root, the fair and soft skin seemed to be carved by beautiful jade, without a large pore, especially the finger belly pressed on the back of his hand, which was fat and tender like the belly of a mandarin fish at this time.

"yes...... We're all in this together. Tang Wanrong withdrew her hand, hesitated for a moment, still a little worried, "The matter between Rong Qingshu and Ao Aojiao is not small, it is not big, it is not difficult to deal with." Today in the Teaching Division, nothing happened, right? ”

Because there is Wang Xie Fengyue Mansion under her hands, Tang Wanrong naturally has a concern about the Qin Mansion Chu Pavilion in Longyin City, but there are no people in the Teaching Workshop Division, what happened there, at most, it is to find Wei Liangzai and Ming Shiyin and others to understand.

Wei Liangzai is very smart, and his current position is to follow Qin Shou'an closely, even if Tang Wanrong and Qin Shou'an are indistinguishable from each other, Wei Liangzai may not confide in her about Qin Shou'an.

As for Ming Shiyin, Tang Wanrong believed in his vision, strategy and means, but when the old prince was still there, Ming Shiyin often looked at the top of Tang Wanrong's head, and he didn't know what to look at, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Unless necessary, Tang Wanrong would not find Ming Shiyin to inquire about Qin Shou'an.

As for Hei Ji and Bai Ji, forget it, they are meat buns - Tang Wanrong didn't mean to scold Qin Shouan for being a dog.

Now if you want to know about Qin Shou'an, it is most appropriate to ask him directly, which is a bit inconsistent with Tang Wanrong's usual style of doing things.

"Just go and drink, see the excitement for a long time. What could happen? Qin Shouan thought about it and casually mentioned:

"I met a female official in the palace, her martial arts cultivation is extremely high, I slapped her in the face, and the scene barely fell behind."

"Why do you go to drink a flower wine and you can slap the female officials in the palace?" Tang Wanrong only felt a headache, and when the female officials in the palace would appear, it would mean that His Majesty, the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother would appear nearby.

Wait a minute...... Tang Wanrong stared sideways at Qin Shou'an, motioning for him to continue talking about this matter—the Queen Mother and the Empress were currently in the silent Zhaojian Nunnery.

"She's the Shengjun girl who guards Sun Moon Mountain."

"Miss Shengjun?"

Qin Shou'an told him about the "Shengjun girl" that was publicly spread in Longyin City, and as for the fact that Shengjun girl was Rong Baobao, he naturally had to keep his mouth shut.

Tang Wanrong vaguely felt that there was still an inside story, but since Qin Shouan was unwilling to say it, she was a female elder, so she had to ask him to tell all the details of the flower wine, right?

It is not uncommon for Sun Moon Mountain to have a Shengjun girl in the Teaching Division, the key is that female official, what Shengjun girl will be guarding? Mostly to protect His Majesty.

It is not unusual for His Majesty to take advantage of the Empress Dowager's departure from Kyoto and go to play in the Jiaofang Division again.

Thinking of this, Tang Wanrong asked with some trepidation while gesturing, "You didn't put one so high...... A young man with a face as handsome as you was also beaten up, right? ”

"Huh? No, I slapped the female officer, and I also helped others resolve misunderstandings. Qin Shouan frowned and expressed dissatisfaction, "Will I casually beat people everywhere?" ”

"You won't." Tang Wanrong was silent for a few breaths, and then said word by word.

"What are you talking about, young man?"

"Your Majesty."

"Haha...... Aunt Tang, you are laughing, although I ...... Although I ......" Qin Shouan said, he remembered the kick he gave to the little emperor when he was a child, touched his hair, and looked left and right, "Hehe, it's not like it...... Not anymore anyway. ”

Tang Wanrong looked at Qin Shouan suspiciously, why was he so worried? Fortunately, she is good-looking, and now she will pretend to be well-behaved in front of her, and Tang Wanrong will not be upset because of him.

As for the emotional ups and downs caused by his calligraphy, it is naturally another kind of "upset", which will not make her find him annoying.

"That's good, I don't have anything more to say. You go back early to rest......" Taking advantage of the warm atmosphere now, Tang Wanrong took the opportunity to say:

"I've been practicing calligraphy recently, and I want to copy your font, can I find time to write a post for Aunt Tang "Dust Falling, Yimao New Year's Day, Shangyuan Festival Encounters the Goddess".

Qin Shouan recalled that this poem has a very high status in the history of literature, and the words and sentences are not gorgeous, but they are very accurate and very picturesque.

Reading is eloquent, as if there are lovers playing, neck lingering scenes paved up, many young boys and girls who are in love for the first time after reading, often have the dream of the first spring of their lives at night.

"Okay." Qin Shouan nodded in agreement.

Tang Wanrong's face was delighted, her palms stretched out from under her wide sleeves, and her fingers wrote a few words smoothly on the table.

"Aunt Tang, reading and copying is a diligent and hard-working method to improve, but if you are lucky enough to be able to consult some calligraphy masters in person, you should feel the potential in his calligraphy." Qin Shouan implicitly recommended himself.

Even though Tang Wanrong liked his words in her heart, when she heard him say this, she still admired his arrogant self-confidence.

"Alright, Calligraphy Master, please let me feel the potential in your calligraphy." Tang Wanrong took a deep breath, he wanted to be proud, he wanted to show off, let him be, who let him have this ability, and she was willing to let him?

Qin Shouan took her hand, pinched a few fingers and pulled her body over, next to the high few between the two.

In Tang Wanrong's stunned gaze, Qin Shouan pulled her sleeves up to the crook of her arm, revealing a whole section of her snow-white arm that was as warm and plump as a peeled bamboo shoot.

Qin Shou'an sighed a little, the famous original of Venus with a broken arm, if such a perfect arm was carved, would the sculptor still be willing to cut it off?

He condensed his true qi into his fingertips, then absorbed some tea and began to write on Tang Wanrong's arm.

Her skin is soft and tender, and there is a fine depression when she touches it, and it immediately springs back, like a glutinous dessert, dipped in some tea, forming a waterdrop convex mirror, magnifying the texture of some skin, still smooth and flawless.

Feeling a little itchy, Tang Wanrong's cheeks flushed, and she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was held by a man at the peak of the eighth grade, what could she do as a weak woman?

He's going to write on her...... No, it seems to be the other woman in her dream and the beautiful things he did.

Writing on your arm is different after all, it's very ...... It's normal, it's ordinary, Tang Wanrong thought so, raised her chin slightly, bit the edge of her lip gently, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her pupils reflected the light refracted by the tea, which was plated with a layer of blurred color.

Qin Shou'an did it in one go, and wrote the title of "Dust Falling: Meeting the Goddess on the First Yuan Festival of the First Month" between her arm and palm.

"How's that, isn't it better to feel the momentum condensed by the Grandmaster than by reading the calligraphy?" Qin Shouan was still holding Tang Wanrong's fingertips and guiding him seriously.

He had no distractions, but he felt that because he was upright, the fifth word in the line he had just written was particularly good.

Tang Wanrong didn't speak, just stretched out her other hand, and she had to write here.

"The tea I use is invisible, and I don't have to change one hand if it's full of it." Qin Shouan said with a smile, why are you a little cute and stupid?

Tang Wanrong came back to her senses at this time, looked down at her arm that still left wet marks, only to feel that the slight wind made her skin feel cold, and where his fingers swiped, there were some hot pink traces.

"I'll feel it with my heart again, you go first." Tang Wanrong put her arms in place, sat upright, and gave the order to evict customers.

Qin Shouan is also accustomed to her somewhat incomprehensible attitude, one will be close, and the other will be indifferent, for this kind of woman with psychological trauma, be more tolerant and generous.

Tang Wanrong watched Qin Shou'an's tall back walk out of Yuanxiangtang, then relaxed her sitting posture and hurriedly put down her sleeves and got up.

She picked up a cup of tea and put it to her lips, but the teacup inadvertently fell, and the tea leaves and tea poured into the place where she had just sit. 、

As if disturbed, Tang Wanrong left in a hurry, her graceful posture blended into the inexplicably hot night.

This month to the wind to the pavilion, practice pile skills, good sleep.

Sometimes you need to modify it to send it, and you can't be completely on time, sorry.