When Zhen Huan received the reminder, she was inevitably nervous, although she had been preparing for this for a long time.

But at the end of the day, she's just a teenager now. The person in front of him is not an ordinary person, but the emperor who holds the power of the world.

When it came to the end, Zhen Huan's heart was a little messy. Le Neng understands people's mood, Zhen Huan was worried about being heard by the big fat orange, and she didn't wait for the song to finish, so she put down the hole flute.

Looking at the yellow butterfly attracted by the butterfly fragrance in front of him, Zhen Huan stretched out his hand as if no one was around.

The butterfly rested gently on her fingers. A moment later, it flew up again, frolicking in the air with the other.

Seeing this, Liuzhu deliberately reminded, "Little master, let's come out for a while, your body is not well, the slave will help you go back." ”

Zhen Huan got up with a light smile and said, "It's been a while, let's go back." ”

As soon as the two turned around, they saw a middle-aged man with a slightly rounded figure, wearing a regular suit and a melon hat on his head. Smiling and squinting, he slowly walked towards them.

It was the fat orange who was hiding behind the flowers and trees just now, seeing that Zhen Huan was about to leave, and hurriedly came out to see it.

Suddenly seeing a foreign man, Zhen Huan and Liuzhu were slightly blessed, and then they walked and retreated, Zhen Huan asked,

"I don't know what to call it?"

As early as the moment the sound of the flute stopped, the big fat orange woke up and knew that it was not a dream person in front of him.

From a distance, there are eight or nine points of similarity, but when I look closer, I feel that there are only five or six points of similarity between the eyebrows and eyes.

But the similarity of these five or six points is already rare for a big fat orange.

It's just that the big fat orange is a little strange in the heart. The woman in front of him was obviously dressed as a concubine, but he didn't have any impression at all.

And looking at her appearance, she doesn't seem to know him as an emperor. Thinking of this, the big fat orange suddenly became interested,

"Guess who I am?"

Zhen Huan pretended to be nervous and asked, "Aren't you...... Emperor? ”

Seeing that the big fat orange didn't make a sound, obviously acting with her, Zhen Huan continued to ask, "Or which prince is it?" ”

Big Fat Orange said, "Have you ever heard of King Guojun? ”

Zhen Huan mocked secretly in her heart, a good emperor talked to his concubines, and he had to pretend to be someone else.

If it's Prince Heng and Prince Dun, it's fine, at least it's not much different. It's not good to pretend to be anyone, but you have to pretend to be the king of Guojun.

Although she has never seen King Guojun himself, she also knows that many famous and noble girls have secretly agreed to King Guojun.

If King Guojun really looks like this, one of those girls is counted as one, won't they all become blind?

Zhen Huan said, "I've heard it, but at the age of the driver, it doesn't seem to look like it." ”

Big Fat Orange said confidently, "Young and old, people's age and appearance are not so consistent. ”

He really didn't feel embarrassed.

was ridiculed by Sun Miaoqing in his heart every day for being a big fat orange, and he also disliked that he was not a muscle, but a pork belly......

In the past few months, in addition to the days when he was sick, he usually moved around a lot, and from time to time he would go to the palace to practice for a while.

Although the consciousness is not as good as it was ten years ago, it has at least returned to the way it was five years ago.

In real terms, just looking at the appearance, it is not much worse than King Guojun.

Zhen Huan said, "Zunjia said that he is the king of Guojun, then he is the king of Guojun." ”

"The concubine is often in the Zhen family, and I have seen the prince."

Often in Zhen's?

The big fat orange suddenly realized, it turned out that the palace chose that Huan Huan to wrap around the waist of the Chu Palace, and he said how could there be a concubine in the palace who was so similar to Chunyuan.

"You are the one who recuperated from illness as soon as you entered the palace?"

Zhen Huan was surprised, "How do you know about the trivial matters of the harem, as a foreign minister?" ”

Big Fat Orange made up for it, "I overheard the imperial sister-in-law talk about it, during the Chinese New Year's Eve palace banquet, the imperial brother asked casually, and I happened to hear it." ”

"The palace maid next to me said just now, your body is not yet complete, why don't you wear more clothes when you come out?"

Zhen Huan said, "Thank you for your care." ”

The big fat orange said, "You just blew Guan Shanyue, and Li Bai once filled in new words for this in the Tang Dynasty." ”

"The soldier looks at the side, and thinks about the bitter face. High-rise buildings are at this night, sighing is not idle. There is loneliness and a little depression in the sound of the flute, and there is a sense of stagnation in the depths of the love, presumably homesickness. ”

"It's just that the last part of the blow, there seems to be some chaos in the sound of the flute, why don't you continue to blow?"

Zhen Huan held the flute in her hand tightly, but she didn't expect that the person in front of her could understand her mood. If they meet elsewhere, the two of them may still be bosom friends.

Zhen Huan said, "The song is wrong, Zhou Langgu." The prince's ears are extraordinary, and he is even better than Zhou Gongjin. ”

The big fat orange suddenly raised his head slightly, looked at the sky next to him, and showed a look of nostalgia, "This king hasn't heard such a good flute for many years." ”

Zhen Huan just sighed in her heart that the big fat orange may be her bosom friend. This will see that his face is full of nostalgia, as disgusting as eating a fly.

It seems that Queen Chunyuan is really good at blowing, playing and singing......

Sure enough, in the next sentence, I heard the big fat orange say, "Since many years ago, Queen Chunyuan drove the crane west, and the palace has never heard such a flute sound today." ”

Zhen Huan said, "The prince is falsely praised, and the concubine does not dare to compare with Queen Chunyuan." ”

"It's not early, it's time for the concubine to go back to the palace, and the prince should take care of himself."

After saying that, Zhen Huan left with Liuzhu, and when she returned to Broken Yuxuan and closed the door, Cui Jinxi, who stayed in the palace, stepped forward anxiously and asked,

"How is the little master? Is it today? ”

Zhen Huan nodded, and then said in a low voice, "I don't know, it should be done." ”

Cui Jinxi looked at Liuzhu, and Liuzhu explained, "Just now we were on the swing frame, and a middle-aged man came. ”

"I didn't wear a dragon robe, and no one followed me, and I called myself the king of Guojun."

"But the little lord and I both think that he should be the emperor, but I don't know why he borrowed the name of King Guojun."

As soon as Cui Jinxi heard the middle-aged man, he knew that it must be the emperor, and said with a smile,

"You don't understand, this is called fun, which shows that the emperor is interested in the little master."

Zhen Huan said, "He is not interested in me, but on Queen Chunyuan." No matter how much fun there is, it is also for Queen Chunyuan. ”

Cui Jinxi persuaded, "Little master, please forgive the slave and maid for talking too much, since you have chosen this path, you must remember it." ”

"It's a long time coming, so you don't have to fight for this short time. When the emperor's heart is returned to you, you have the final say on what you want. ”

"It is said that the living can't compete with the dead, but the dead have been dead for so many years, and people are forgetful, and the emperor is no exception."

Zhen Huan's face became serious, looked at Cui Jinxi, and said with a firm gaze,

"I understand that since he doesn't want me to know that he is the emperor, it is not good."

"The wind blew in the Imperial Garden today, I have a headache, and I will go to the swing in two days."