Qiao Shuai came in with a chicken leg, and when he saw that the emperor was gone, he stared at him with big eyes, his small mouth bulging with a mouthful of meat, and said vaguely, "Qiao Meimei, did you fail to recommend yourself to 109?" ”

Qiao Ruxing raised his hand and rubbed his little head and said, "Little brat, go aside!" ”

"Qiao Meimei, don't rub my head!" Qiao Shuai fried hair.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle should not be messed up.

When he was in Shuiyuean, Qiao Meimei said that he had shaved his hair and regrown it, so that his hair would grow better, and he believed it, resulting in him still being a small bald head.

The mood he wants to grow hair on his head now is the same as Qiao Meimei's mood of wanting to plant Xueyan grass, and he can't ask for it, so he can only wear a wig carefully, but he doesn't have to rub it.

"A wig is not easy to rub, and it is not as cute as a small bald head." Qiao Ruxing withdrew his hand in disgust from the bad experience.

Qiao Shuai straightened his hair and said seriously, "Thirty-six strategies for love, you must stay beautiful at all times!" ”

Qiao Ruxing: "......"

She hummed this tune once, and the little one not only remembered it, but also used it.

He patted his little shoulder and said, "Then you keep it up." ”

"I'll keep it up, Qiao Meimei, I can't promise each other with my body, so I'll go and steal a dragon robe for you again?"

"No need, the old lady is full, what are you sleeping, I'm going to take a beauty bath."

With that, he turned around and went into the bath room.

Qiao Shuai looked at Qiao Meimei's lonely back, and sighed in his heart, sure enough, the good things in the world are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle!

109, this sleep artifact, is so ruthlessly gone!

The concubines in the harem heard that the emperor had gone to Changle Palace and came out in less than a quarter of an hour, and they were all so happy that they almost didn't laugh.

What if you hook up with the emperor, it's not that you don't know how to wait for people, so you are so angry that you will leave!

Hahaha......

A vulgar little widow in the countryside will be blasted out of the palace by the emperor sooner or later!

Qiao Ruxing didn't understand the happiness of the women in the harem, after she took a perfect bath last night, she found that her skin was much smoother, and her mood was particularly beautiful.

It seems that the palace is full of treasures, and even the flowers planted in the palace are better than those outside, and they are indeed precious varieties.

Especially roses, it is simply the Hermes of roses, comparable to Damascus roses, Qiao Ruxing is ready to make some rose essential oil, rose soap, rose facial cleanser, rose mask, so early in the morning, carrying a flower basket, happily went to the imperial garden, ready to pick roses.

I didn't want to go to the Imperial Garden, and there were concubines dressed up in flowers everywhere.

Some are fluttering butterflies, some are playing the qin, some are painting, some are playing chess, some are writing calligraphy, some are reading, and the smell of fat powder fills the sky over the entire imperial garden.

Qiao Ruxing felt like he had broken into the fairy cave for a moment.

Tut-tut......

This is an ambush on all sides, a little sympathetic to the Dog Emperor!

She walked straight to the roses, walked to the middle of the roses, took out the scissors, clicked, and directly became a little expert at destroying flowers.

Even the little widow came out early in the morning to compete for favor, and all the concubines looked at her very vigilantly, and when they saw her cut roses with scissors, they were all so shocked that their mouths grew all at once.

The whole harem knows that the lady concubine's favorite thing is the rose, this piece of rose has never dared to move, and those who pass by are cautious, for fear of breaking the lady concubine's favorite rose branch.

But I don't want to, the little widow dares to cut it when she comes......