The emperor lost his motivation for women, isn't that a monk?

Collapse of the sky.

No, no, no.

For the sake of the emperor's heirs, the queen mother can't be too selfish, everything can not be reluctantly embarrassed, the emperor doesn't want to let the servants of Jingren Palace, so it's good to change the batch of Yongfu Palace.

That Du only said that the emperor didn't seem to have lost his motivation for her.

That's her.

The Queen Mother comforted the emperor: "Queen Jingren Palace has been preparing for the chrysanthemum exhibition recently, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the emperor well." The mourning family privately felt that Du Xiunu of the Yongfu Palace was still a duty, that is, her background was not high, but she could treat everyone in the harem, and the emperor should show her colleagues, after all, the emperor demoted her father a few days ago, so he had to appease her a little, what does the emperor think? ”

"The queen wants to hold a chrysanthemum exhibition, which is very good, to be praised, whether the silver is enough, I asked the palace to allocate another thousand taels of silver to her, so that she can do it boldly with confidence."

Dowager......

I don't want the queen's chamberlain to behave so obviously.

I heard that the queen did not serve the emperor, and the emperor's joy was about to come out, and he couldn't suppress it.

"What about Du Xiu's maid sleeping tonight?"

"I've been busy with state affairs lately, and I'm not too close to women, and everyone is the same."

The emperor loosened his robe and leaned crookedly under the window, looking at the colorful parrots, with an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.

If it is Du Zhiyan to sleep, it is very good, her hair washing skills are good, massage skills are also good, these days are very tired, just let her Shu Shu Xing, unlike other women to sleep, as soon as she enters the Taihe Palace, she is busy undressing, and before she gets to bed, she can't wait to correct the emperor on the spot, so that the emperor wants to shout for help several times.

In the middle of the afternoon, the grapevine came out.

said that without Shangguan Yun'er, the emperor would spoil the people in the harem.

This heavenly riches.

In Jingren Palace, flowers and plants are flourishing, all kinds of chrysanthemums are gradually becoming charming, white chrysanthemums with fluff, each one is round, bigger than a fist, there are water droplets on the top, the dark purple blooms arrogantly, I heard that it is called "Sai Zhang Fei", and there are golden teeth and claws, green and oily and like vegetables, surrounded in one place, it is more gorgeous than spring flowers.

They were all cultivated half a year ago.

The purple and red chrysanthemums, the queen simply can't put it down.

Wei Zhaoning sat in the chrysanthemum bush and stroked the piano, and she stroked a tactful song "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

There was nothing to do in Jingren Palace, she chose some tunes to practice in the library pavilion, this song "Butterfly Love Flower" is the most familiar, I wanted to play it to the emperor, but there is no chance to see the emperor alone recently, it was easy for Shangguan Yun'er to send it away, Wei Zhaoning turned out the piano score again, smoked pear incense, and practiced early.

"Zhaoning, you sit on my chrysanthemum." The queen cherished the plate of white chrysanthemum.

Wei Zhaoning was uneasy: "Sister, I heard that the emperor is going to choose someone to sleep with tonight." ”

"yes."

"Sister ...... don't you?"

"I don't have time to sleep, I want to serve these chrysanthemums."

Well, the young queen already has a hobby of playing with flowers and plants, and she has a clear distinction between serving and serving flowers and plants.

Wei Zhaoning was a little disappointed: "But ......"

"I don't serve chrysanthemums, and the emperor won't announce me, this is a tacit understanding between the two of us. It's been like this all these years. ”

Wei Zhaoning was even more disappointed, the joy on his face was also suppressed, and he couldn't play the piano well, when he lived in Jingren Palace, he wanted to see the emperor conveniently, but now he found out that it was wrong, and the emperor was quite allergic to the three words Jingren Palace.

No matter how stupid the queen is, she can see that something is wrong, so she comforted her and said: "Zhaoning, don't worry, the emperor will not announce the people of our Jingren Palace tonight, the queen mother asked Aunt Guan to bring the words, so that we don't have to wait, so we don't have to practice, let's go eat the newly made Poria cakes in the small kitchen and be happy." ”

Have fun.

Changle Palace.

Meng Yuzhu made a new dance suit, as thin as cicada wings, densely woven with money and embellished with precious stones, this dance dress was faintly shining, radiating dazzling light in the sun.

This one piece of clothing alone costs forty taels of silver, and it takes more than ten showgirls to be busy for seven or eight days.

It's not enough to have a dance costume, Meng Yuzhu also ordered a pair of pink ice shoes.

Now there is no ice, Meng Yuzhu sent someone to spread the ice used for summer cooling on the floor tiles of Changle Palace, a large ice rink, she made a new ice dance, and is practicing day and night, you must know that the women in the palace can't walk with ice shoes, when she wears these shoes, her body is as light as a swallow, flying in the wind, this new thing, you can't make the emperor confused, after all, the book says that men love freshness the most.

Halfway through the practice, the palace maid ran in to send her a message: "Niangniang, tonight the emperor wants to summon the people of the Yongfu Palace." ”

"Those young melon seedlings?" Meng Yuzhu lost her mind, her ice shoes were unstable, and she almost fell on her back: "The emperor wants to summon those young melon seedlings?" ”

"yes."

"What's the use of those half-people? What are their looks? And what kind of craftsmanship? Why them? ”

"Probably....... Fresh...... I don't know. ”

Yes, melons and fruits are best when they are fresh.

That's not the case.

Meng Yuzhu was angry, as if she had worked hard to brush a hundred questions, and in the end, she didn't take the exam, and directly sent a certificate of merit to others.

Gas.

"Palm your own mouth."

It was an unlucky day.

When the news reached the Yongfu Palace, Shi Jing was soaking watermelons by the well.

Although it is past the season of eating watermelon, who doesn't love the big and red watermelon.

Put the watermelon into the wooden barrel, put the wooden barrel into the well water to soak it, then scoop it up and cut it, eat a piece, freeze your teeth and tremble, eat chicken, duck and fish, make a piece of watermelon to eat, the most greasy.

As soon as the watermelon was fished up, a little eunuch handed in a letter, this is Shi Jing's errand eunuch who spent two taels of silver a month, usually passing him something to send and receive a letter or something, the most timely.

The letter was written by her father Shi Yu, Shi Jing read it with a watermelon in his arms, and trotted to find Du Zhiyan to come up with an idea.

Du Zhiyan is boiling osmanthus tea, the osmanthus in the palace blooms early, the golden osmanthus is full of branches, in the early morning she took the maid papaya to pick up half a basket, returned to the Yongfu Hall to wash and dry, used to make tea is the best, when the osmanthus blooms in the tea bowl, take a sip as if sitting in the osmanthus garden, the whole person is fragrant.

"Du only said, I'm afraid I'm going to get pregnant." Shi Jing threw the watermelon on the small wooden table and crossed his legs on the kang.

"Why?" Du Zhiyan was shocked by the words of the tiger and wolf, and hurriedly closed the door, quickly closed the door, and then pressed his hand on Shi Jing's skull and touched it, there was no fever, it was crazy.

Shi Jing understood Du Zhiyan's mental activities, and whispered close to Du Zhiyan's ear: "You must have been a bummer since then, haven't you?" ”

This......

Du Zhiyan bit his lip lightly.

Shi Jing couldn't hold back something in her heart for half a minute, she just listened.