[Su Xi doesn't comb his hair, his silk hair is draped over his shoulders, and he is tactful on his knees, where is it not pitiful? 】

Sang Ning racked his brains to write a beautiful poem, intending to be happy.

When Helan Yin saw it, he frowned, blushed and said, "This, this—"

This is so inconsequential!

He wants your heart to be like my heart and live up to my love.

Seeing him frowning, Sang Ning muttered red lips, tugged at his sleeves, and muttered, "Your Majesty, don't I pity me?" When is Your Majesty ready to have mercy on me? ”

He Lanyin really didn't think about when to spoil her, but it wasn't now: "I always want you to be better." ”

She still has Aoi water on her.

Sang Ning also knew that his body was not clean and he couldn't mess around, so he said, "Then my body will be fine in two days." Your Majesty remembers. ”

Helan Yin: "......"

Not her match at all!

He was obviously very angry, she wrote love poems to Feng Runsheng.

Thinking of Feng Runsheng, his comparison heart came up: "You write me another poem." ”

He is the emperor, and he must surpass Feng Runsheng in terms of quantity and quality.

Sang Ning didn't know his careful thoughts, so he racked his brains and wrote another beautiful poem: [Liu Yin is light and indifferent, and the low sideburns are falling. You must fight for a lifetime, and you will be happy today. 】

This poem comes from the late Tang Dynasty poet Niu Qiao, about the last line of the poem, is an ancient woman's bold declaration: she wants to fight for the passion of her life to win Lang Jun's night of happiness.

What a fervent love!

It's just right for her to tease his heart!

"You, Sunny Ning, you-"

He Lanyin was so angry by her that she stretched out her hand and pointed at her, unable to speak for a long time.

At the end, with a red face, roll up the two pieces of paper, and leave quickly.

He's going to keep her love poems in store.

This idea coincides with Feng Runsheng.

Feng Runsheng also collected the love poems that Sang Ning wrote for him, and put them in a small black box on the bed.

This small box has always contained his cherished items, including daggers sharpened like clay, priceless jade, grasshoppers woven from straw, festive paper-cuts, in short, no matter whether they are high or low, only whether they are in line with his heart.

Of course, the most satisfying thing for him now is the love poem.

He watched it several times a day, and when he was about to go to bed, he wanted to take it out and admire it again, but as soon as he opened it, it was gone, and the box was full of everything, and the love poem was gone!

Why is it gone?

His face changed, and he immediately called the maidservant and asked in a cold voice, "Who entered my room today?" ”

The maid's name is Chunxing, she gave birth to a pair of bright apricot eyes, she was a laughing character, but when she saw that her master's face was very bad, she didn't dare to laugh, and replied with a serious face: "No." Second son, except for the slave and maid, no one came in today. ”

Feng Runsheng frowned and asked again, "Then you packed my things?" ”

Chunxing shook her head: "No." Childe has been lying in the house all day, and the slave and maid have not cleaned up, you know. ”

She came in and brought him food, and she didn't even come near his bed.

Feng Runsheng did know that she hadn't packed up his things, and it was because he knew that he felt strange: he had been lying in the house all day to recuperate, and the love poem was in the box, and he had read it this morning, so why was it gone?

He thought about it, so he went to bed after lunch, could it be that someone came in at that time? Who is it? Don't steal anything else, only his love poems? This is intended to ...... What a thought!

Could it be someone sent by the Emperor?

It seems that only the emperor's people can enter his house without knowing it!

He actually didn't have the habit of taking a nap, but after lunch today, he was sleepy and slept for an hour.

The truth is obvious.

Emperor! Emperor! Emperor!

He clenched his fists, his eyes full of indignation: he was born and died for him, won the world, once he ascended the throne, he turned his face ruthlessly, scolded him with a rod, and sent someone to steal his love poems!

Really...... Hateful! Hateful!

At the same time

The emperor's dormitory, Taiji Hall

The hateful Helan Yin sat at the table and sneezed, and once again admired the two poems written by Sang Ning: Tactful Lang's lap, where is not pity?

How is it not pitiful?

When he thought about it now, he felt restless: one day, he would see how she tacted on his knees. You still have to fight for a lifetime, and you can enjoy today. She dared to say it. With her sick and weak body, I'm afraid she will have to fight for milk.

He was generally satisfied with these two poems, but when he looked at Feng Runsheng's poem again, he always felt that he lived up to his lovesickness and scratched his heart.

Astringency is not worth mentioning in the face of innocence.

He still prefers innocent poetry.

However, it's nothing, since it's scratchy, then deal with it.

He rolled the poem and placed it on the candle that was dancing in the firelight.

The paper burned instantly.

The handwriting on it was quickly engulfed in flames.

Go to their lovesickness!

"Your Majesty, the people from the Worship Room are here."

Wang Cheng walked up to him and spoke cautiously.

Helan Yin was burning love poems and casually refused: "I don't see it." ”

This is the third time he has disappeared.

Wang Cheng thought about the Queen Mother's words - be sure to let Your Majesty pamper the concubines.

He was so embarrassed that he was about to cry: "Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is staring at it." I've asked three times. ”

Helan Yin heard him mention the Queen Mother, and knew that he wanted to give his mother face, which was also a coincidence, he finished burning the eye-catching love poem, and he was in a better mood, so he nodded: "Let him in." ”

Wang Cheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly responded: "Yes." ”

Then he hurriedly went out of the hall and called Gonggong Li, who was in the worship room, to come in.

Gonggong Li was in his Chinese New Year's Eve, with a long face that looked a bit like a horse's face, and he walked in with a jade plate with three concubines' signs, namely: Ying Concubine, Yi Concubine, and Hui Zhaoyi.

As for Concubine Yu, she is still grounded in Yuzhuo Palace, and she hasn't been around for half a year, so don't think about it.

Helan Yin glanced at Wang Cheng and asked, "Which of the three of them has a good relationship with Concubine Yu?" ”

Wang Cheng thought for a while and replied, "It seems to be ...... Welcoming concubines? ”

He Lanyin nodded: "Then welcome the concubine." ”

He still remembered that the four of them went to the Yuesang Hall to stir up trouble, and he was tired of the house and Wu, and was ready to find trouble with the concubine.

Cui Xueying didn't know that trouble was coming, and when she received the news that the emperor was coming, she was excited, and hurriedly took a shower, and smeared incense all over her body, even between her toes.

"I—Am I so good-looking?"

She sat in front of the mirror, and before she was pampered, her pretty face was as red as the sunset.

Qingman, the personal palace maid who served her, touted: "Niangniang is naturally good-looking." Your Majesty's first pampering of you is enough to explain everything. ”

The word pampering makes people think about it.

Cui Xueying's face was about to drip blood when she heard this.

"Your Majesty has arrived—"

The voice of the little eunuch came from outside.

Cui Xueying immediately took the palace maids to greet her: "The concubine is late to take over, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive her sins." ”

Helan Yin glanced at her, didn't speak, and stepped into the hall.

The hall was quiet and fragrant.

In addition to incense, compared with the luxury of Yuzhuo Palace, Yingxi Palace is slightly inferior, and it should be furnished, the same luxury.

Helan Yin thought about his Taiji Palace, compared to them, it was simply shabby.

Oh, Cui Shangshu cries to him all day long, but he is very rich for his daughter!

"Your Majesty—"

Cui Xue Ying saw him staring at a night pearl on the shelf, as if he was very interested, so he said: "This is sent by the concubine's brother, and the concubine heard that His Majesty lit the lamp at night to review and review the fold, and was thinking about sending it to His Majesty." ”

"Really? You've got a heart. ”

Helan Yin replied coldly, and didn't ask for anything from her.

In fact, he was not interested in the Night Pearl, and stared at it for a long time, actually thinking about whether Sang Ning would like it? Do you want to collect a few night pearls for her to play with?