Her palm was pressed against the side of her face, and this time, the slap print was even more eye-catching. Who doesn't know who Jiang Guifei is, and when he looks at it this way, even if Ling Chang has nothing to say, others can't help but think about it, and it is clear that Jiang Guifei beat someone and deliberately framed her.

Seeing her so pretentious, Jiang Guifei was so angry that her teeth trembled and her whole body was numb, "Slut, don't pretend to be pitiful in front of the emperor!" ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to slap Wanfu again, but everyone was caught off guard, and with a "snap", the slap was also hit hard, Wanfu was in pain, blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, and a dark color flashed in her eyes, which was fleeting.

"Enough!" Li Xuanyin's face sank, "Today, I will exempt Concubine Jiang from greeting and send Concubine Jiang back to the palace." ”

"Your Majesty!" Concubine Jiang's eyes widened in disbelief, it was obvious that it was the fault of this little slut, and the emperor's words were obviously defending that slut.

Li Xuanyin's dark eyes passed, and Jiang Guifei touched it, even if she was unwilling, she was silent and gritted her teeth angrily.

Li Xuanyin continued: "Ling Chang is not inferior in his mouth, punishing ten volumes of scriptures to meditate, praying for the blessings of the dragon descendants, not being written by others, and sending them to the Qiankun Palace for personal reference. ”

"Your Majesty!" Wanfu was also incredulous, the tails of her eyes were red, and her eyes were wet, but there was no half of the grievance and innocence in it.

Li Xuanyin sneered, he knew that this woman was used to pretending. Hui used this method of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred to make him pity.

"Objections?" His eyes looked at it casually, and Wanfu reluctantly closed her mouth, muttering in her heart that the emperor was careful and calculating, and he really couldn't use this method next time.

She pursed her lips and said obediently: "The concubine doesn't dare." ”

Li Xuanyin had a headache when he looked at this woman, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the early dynasty gave a few trivial things and retired early. He originally took the time to explain the queen's Mid-Autumn Festival, and he didn't want to waste a lot of time here.

He glanced coldly at the kneeling woman on the ground, who was used to causing trouble for him.

……

Please have the emperor here, and everyone doesn't dare to say anything more. After the holy car left, the queen also let everyone disperse, Wanfu went out with a swollen face, and the emperor only let Jiang Guifei go back, and Wanfu had to ask An to leave before leaving.

Wanfu ignored the eyes that looked left and right, and did not go far from the Qiankun Palace, and listened to the emperor's royal call on the spacious palace road.

Wanfu was slightly startled, and then Chen Dehai saw her, ran over in small steps, and said with a smile: "The emperor has been waiting for a while, please go to Qiankun Palace." ”

"Present...... Right now? ”

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor shouldn't be busy, and after the morning stubble, Wanfu felt that it would not be good to go to the Qiankun Palace now.

She stammered, "Please tell the emperor to Gonggong Chen, the concubine's face hurts, so I won't bother the emperor." ”

Chen Dehai remembered the emperor's instructions before he thought of it, and said that the emperor really knew that Ling Chang was there, and he smiled and said: "Qiankun Palace has prepared ice cubes for Ling Changzai, and Ling Chang can be directly applied in the past." Seeing that Ling Chang was still making excuses, he continued, "The emperor also explained, if Ling Chang is not there, he will add ten more volumes of Buddhist scriptures, and he must copy them by himself." ”

Wanfu's face froze, and she smiled very ugly, "Thank you father-in-law for passing the word." ”

……

Luanyu is very spacious, Wanfu has sat more than once, she is familiar with the road, and the concubine can't ask for the grace, and she doesn't want it at the moment.

The bead curtain opened, Wanfu stiffened her head, Li Xuanyin was leaning on the back of the chair, her eyelids drooped, casually flipping through the scroll in her hand, Wanfu's eyes looked at it, her back stiffened suddenly, she bit her lip, and stood motionless in place.

Only then did Li Xuanyin glance at her with compassion, "Come up." ”

Wanfu said "oh", and went up slowly, Luan Yu was spacious, she didn't lean next to the man like before, and sat in a corner in a regular manner.

Li Xuanyin's eyelids were half lifted, and he sneered, "Can I eat you?" ”

Wanfu bit her lip and sat down slowly, begging for mercy first, "The concubine knows that she is wrong." ”

"What's wrong?" Li Xuanyin closed the Buddhist scriptures, and his finger bones were not matched.

Wanfu snorted, snuggled into the man's arms flatteringly, her eyes blinked slightly, soft and glutinous, "The concubine shouldn't return the mouth, it should be scolded by Jiang Guifei, and she is angry enough." ”

After Li Xuanyin heard what she said, his eyebrows jumped, he reached out and pinched the face of the person in his arms, and said angrily and funny: "That's how you admit your mistakes? ”

"What else could I do? Jiang Guifei is pregnant, and the concubine is not, if something really happens, the emperor will punish the concubine, not her. Her mouth opened and closed, and her words were fierce and soft, and there was a little grievance.

The palms of his hands were cold, and the worthless tears fell again.

This man has always cried, and when and how he cries, it's just right. It is undeniable that Li Xuanyin was indeed a little distressed at this time.

She is the concubine of the Dingguo Mansion, the Dingguo Duke is looking for flowers and asking willows, regardless of family affairs, the Dingguo Duchess is spicy and tough, presumably her life in the mansion is not easy. And marrying a husband who can fight is her only chance to turn over. If it hadn't been in his eyes, I don't know what it would have been like to be tortured by the three sons of the Shangshu Mansion at this time.

The anger of a moment ago gradually dissipated in the woman's tears.

"Okay, cry all day, and flood my palace again." Li Xuanyin's tone was impatient, so he hugged the person over and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.

"The emperor doesn't blame the concubine?" The man in his arms blinked with a pair of teary eyes and looked at him timidly.

Li Xuanyin looked at these cautious eyes, and still preferred her soft appearance when she was coquettish.

He grabbed her jaw and shook her twice, his dark eyes calm but with the intimidation of a king, "I can spoil you, and you can also use this favor to show off your power in the palace." But you should be measured about what you can and can't do. ”

……

Not far away, on the palace road, there were two figures.

Ying Concubine's eyes were stunned, and she had been watching for a long time, from the emperor's deliberate waiting, to welcoming the woman to Luanyu.

Three years can change a lot, and no matter how much the emperor spoiled her back then, after all, there was such a thing, and there was a three-year estrangement, mixed with interests and checks and balances, and this feeling was already different from that year.

It was she who was at fault, and it was she who woke up too late. She wondered in a trance what would be the situation now if she hadn't been obsessed with it then.

……

Wanfu didn't avoid copying the scriptures, the palace people set up a new table, Li Xuanyin was reviewing the folds on the side, she was holding the ice cube and covering her face, while burying her head in copying the scriptures.

Wanfu's most impatient since she was a child was to copy books, and after writing two pages, she didn't want to copy any more, and secretly looked at the emperor who was focused on reading and revising. The man didn't look at her, and said lightly: "If you can't finish twenty pages before lunch, you can add one more volume." ”

"Your Majesty!" Wanfu puffed up her mouth angrily, snorted, and broke the jar without falling, "The concubine won't copy it." ”

"Don't copy it?" Li Xuanyin glanced at him and said to the outside: "Chen Dehai." ”

Chen Dehai listened to the call and bowed in from outside, "The slave is here." ”

Li Xuanyin's thin lips opened, unhurried, "Drag Ling Changzai out to beat twenty boards, and copy the scriptures on his behalf." ”

"Don't!" Wanfu was frightened, seeing that the emperor's face was cold, it didn't seem to be a fake, she walked to her side, snuggled into the man's arms, and said in a soft voice, "The emperor is scaring the concubine." ”

Li Xuanyin put aside the red pen, and the flattering coquettishness of the woman in his arms made him quite useful, he lazily patted the woman's face, as if smiling, "What do you say?" ”

The eyes were deep and dark, and the man had always been hard-hearted, and what could he not do.

Wanfu's little face collapsed for a moment, and she said coquettishly, "What else will the emperor do besides bullying his concubines." ”

She sneered in her abdomen, and when she got up, she was hooked by Li Xuanyin's arm, her lips were brushed, and she was stained with two pieces of slightly cool, dragonflies and water, Wanfu's eyes were slightly lifted, and the red pen that was corrected and folded was dotted over her eyebrows, peach cheeks and jade face, and Chu Chumei makeup.

Li Xuanyin looked at her with low eyes, her voice languid, "Copying books or being beaten?" ”

Chapter 29

Wanfu's cheeks were slightly red, and she inexplicably felt that this was a little familiar, when she was in Yuezhou before, because she was lazy, she didn't know how many girls were gone, and her grandfather had also reprimanded her, and she was punished for not copying books. She didn't want to be a concubine and still have to be like this, she glanced at the man strangely, and finally behaved a little, muttering: "The concubine just copied it." ”

Chen Dehai had already withdrawn with a smile, and the emperor asked him to come in, thinking that something had happened, and it turned out that it was because Ling Chang was there. The emperor is willing to fight Ling is always there, just scare and scare.

He had a smile on his face, although Ling often blackened his face at every turn when he was favored by the emperor, but at least he smiled more on weekdays, his master was in a good mood, and their life as slaves was better. He wished he had been favored for a few more days.

……

Wanfu hurried to finish the twenty pages by noon. My wrist was sore and I lost half of my strength. She showed it to the emperor, copied it carefully all morning, and finally got a rather disgusting comment, "I have never seen such ugly words." ”

Wanfu: "......"

She was about to refute, but heard the man continue: "In the future, I will send it to Qiankun Palace after copying, I know your handwriting, don't be lazy to find someone to copy it on your behalf." ”

Wanfu hummed and chirped, and the thought of copying ten volumes was simply frustrating.

She wanted to repeat her old tricks, but Li Xuanyin saw her first, and said lightly: "Drop a tear and add one more volume." ”

……

There was a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the afternoon, and Wanfu did not stay in Qiankun Palace, she dragged back to the Golden Jubilee Pavilion with a tired body.

Qiu Chi saw that his master asked for peace, but he did not return until noon, thinking that he had been troubled again, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, and when he saw his master enter the hall, he collapsed on the couch, drowsy, pulled Qian Dai, and asked in a low voice.

Qian Dai thought of the thrilling sensation before the afternoon, and still had palpitations in her heart, thought about it, and replied to her concisely, "The master is going to the Qiankun Palace to copy the scriptures." ”

Qiu Chi was even more puzzled and wanted to ask, but Qiandai didn't say anything more to her. However, when I think of the fact that the master and the emperor are in the same place on weekdays, it makes people feel terrified, and being taken to the Qiankun Palace to copy scriptures seems to be not a big deal.

Qian Dai looked at the time, although she couldn't bear it, she still walked over and called Wanfu who was buried in her head to sleep, "Master, there is a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the afternoon, it's time to put on makeup." ”

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is a state banquet, and the concubines of the harem have ranks, and the courtiers above the six grades of the previous dynasty will be present. Concubines should wear palace clothes, clean up properly, and not lose their manners.

Although Wanfu is a regular presence of the sixth grade, her position is lower, and she is still going.

After noon, Wanfu had lunch in the Qiankun Palace, but she was not hungry. She rolled over, her eyes were stunned, as if she hadn't heard Qiandai's words, and she was distracted. Qiandai had no choice but to call again. Wanfu's eyes moved, and she sat up listlessly, her little face depressed.

"What's wrong with the master?" Qian Dai saw that her master's mood was wrong, and frowned and asked.

Wanfu sighed and raised her eyes to look at her, "The ministers of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will come?" ”

Qian Dai was surprised that the master would suddenly ask this, and when she thought of the master's background, the concubine of the Dingguo Mansion, and the sister was Jiang Guifei in the palace, plus the matter of asking for peace, it must be difficult for the master to be at home.

"The ministers above the four grades of the court and the central government will be seated, but unless it is the lady of the command, the female dependents outside the palace cannot be seated, and the master can rest assured."

Wanfu shook her head, the Ningguo Mansion is coming, she doesn't care about it, she is now the emperor's favorite concubine, and they can't help themselves, she is worried about another person.

She pursed her lower lip, beckoned Qiandai over, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Qian Dai was surprised, "The master inquired...... What does this do? ”

"You go, don't make a noise." Wanfu said.

Qian Daifu left, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet could not be avoided, Wanfu let Qiuchi come in to change clothes and dress for herself.

The palace banquet has to put on a lot of makeup, she was born coquettish, at this time the eyebrows and eyes are carefully described, and the red lips are dyed with cinnabar, which makes the whole person more handsome and eyebrows, looking forward to Shenfei.

Qiu Chi was amazed at the appearance of the woman in the makeup mirror, even though he knew that the master was stunning, but now that he has put on big makeup, it is a different charm. It has faded away from the youthfulness of a girl, and has a unique afterglow of a beautiful woman.

"The master is so good-looking." Qiu Chi praised from the bottom of his heart.

Wanfu stroked her sideburns in the makeup mirror, and her eyes dimmed when she heard the sound, Jiang Quan pretended to be an official eunuch because of A-Niang's appearance, but after getting A-Niang, she left it mercilessly. A woman's appearance is a sharp weapon, and it is also a poison that wears intestines.

Soon, Qiandai opened the curtain and came in, and Wanfu asked her to go out, leaving Qiandai alone.

"Master, the slave maid just went to the imperial dining room and found out the letter that the master wanted." She whispered, "The Eighth Prince was ordered to go out of Beijing to supervise the disaster in the north, and he has not returned yet. ”

Wanfu breathed a sigh of relief, just if she couldn't see him.

Qian Dai looked at her master again and again, and when she saw her master's relieved look, she was surprised and worried. The master is now the emperor's favorite concubine, how can he be entangled with the eighth prince, if someone finds out...... She thought of the emperor's eyes when he looked at his master, and couldn't help but think that if the emperor knew about this, then how could the master have a life?

She wanted to say something, but saw that the master only traced the makeup in the makeup mirror and didn't say much. In the end, I didn't ask, the eighth prince is a foreign minister, it is difficult to see after all, and the master should also know the sense of proportion in his heart, so it's good.