MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-~ 34 women

Plain sleeve green shirt, tea and jade.

Feng looked at the hot tea pot in front of him, and there was a green tea stalk inside. Although it was not yet, it smelled the faint fragrance in the tea.

It’s a beautiful thing to watch a beautiful woman’s stubbornness when using dinner. If this beautiful act is elegant and moving, it is a beautiful thing. For the first time, he knew that his Zhaochong instrument was so good that even if the tea was not well-made, at least the gestures were full.

The tea sip is lightly sip, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and the seal is smiling to Zhuangluo: "The tea lips and teeth of the love scent are fragrant, and this tea can bear the name of the beauty tea."

Zhuang Luo listened to the rain outside the window and smiled: "The emperor is taking the laughter. This rain has been going on for several days. It can be regarded as a summer drought. You don't have to worry about water shortage."

Feng put down the tea pot and smiled gently: "Love fell to understand farming?"

"I don't know much, just boring, reading some agricultural books, it is time to spend leisure time," Zhuang Luo slammed before the opening, quite shy smile, "poetry and the like are not Too much to understand, but those miscellaneous books come interesting."

"I like these things," Feng said, and walked up to Zhuangluo's side. She suddenly bent over and hugged her up, scared Zhuang Luo to reach out and grab his neck.

"Emperor!" Zhuang Luozhen felt that he did not understand the creature of the emperor, and their thought circuit was too different.

"With such a beautiful view, love will not always have tea with you?" Feng Jin held the beauty to the inner room. This is the first time that Zhuangluo moved into Xihe Palace and he came in. The furnishings in the house are very elegant. However, there is no elegance that can be said. On the contrary, it is a warm feeling that people can't tell, and people feel comfortable when they come in.

I took away the only jasper enamel in the hair room, and the blue silk slid down like water, telling the thousands of styles.

The so-called eye-catching is not the most charming, but the unconscious fascination and shyness is the most difficult thing for men to resist at the bottom of the bed. Zhuang Luozhen looked at the emperor into a wolf and smiled and hooked the emperor's waist. As a beggar, it is a matter of professional ethics. When working hard, you should do your best.

The emperor’s performance on the bed was very brave, so Zhuangluo, who had suspected that he would become an embroidery needle, had to feel the top supplement of the palace.

However, Feng Jin is not the emperor who flopped the brand every day. Zhuang Luo’s heart is not clear whether the emperor is so brave in other women’s beds. If not, it is also an affirmation of his charm.

Gao Dezhong, who was waiting outside the door, told me to prepare the bathing water at any time. Although it was raining this day, it was summer, and the emperor should always bathe afterwards. He was still prepared well.

When the emperor got up and bathed, Zhuang was pretending to be completely sleepy. When she was taken into the bath by the emperor, she felt that the emperor was physically strong and beneficial.

Perhaps the water temperature is just right, or the level of the emperor's bathing for people has improved, and Zhuangluo really fell asleep.

Woke up the next morning, the emperor had not yet got up, Zhuangluo did not blink, but just joined the emperor to express his closeness, but did not think that the emperor took her waist in the next moment.

Still did not get up and changed clothes for the emperor, she just sat on the bed and watched the emperor leave, licked some sore waist, slept for a while and then got up and dressed up, although eating and wearing are good, the only pain is that every morning I have to go to the Queen to wander once, and I want to come to the Queen. It is also very painful. Every morning I have to watch the petty little wives sway in front of me, and I can’t express my dissatisfaction.

"Master, how do you arrange the small kitchen in our palace?" Yun Xi and Zhu Zhu waited for Zhuang Luo to change clothes, I don't know how to make up my mind.

“The kitchen uses our own people.” Zhuang Luozhen didn’t want to even eat what he was eating. He chose a white jade to listen to the bamboo. “You can’t remember the specifications of the food. I know in my heart, I will not say more."

The emperor allowed Xihe Palace to have his own kitchen. It has been passed to the heads of the palaces. They have different ideas, but no one has jumped out here. After all, this is full of evil. If it is really blessed by God. They are right against them. Who knows if they are like the two eunuchs?

And the emperor is so good to her, there may be no such relationship.

As the most distinguished woman in the Queen's outer harem, Shu Guizhen is not a woman who has forgotten the shape of the emperor. When she heard the news, the first feeling was not embarrassing, but strange.

Strangely, the emperor waited for Zhao’s attitude, saying that he was a pet, but the number of times the emperor turned the Zhaozhao brand was not as good as himself and Xu Zhaoyi.嫣贵嫔, said that she is not favored, the emperor treats her very much.

Carefully picked a few jade, Shugui stood up, no matter what, if this Zhaochong really got the emperor's heart...

"Anniling, Su Xiuyi is coming."

"Let her wait outside, I will come out immediately." After taking a photo in front of the bronze mirror, I decided that my makeup was correct, and Shu Guizhen lifted her foot and walked outside.

When Su Xiuyi saw Shu Guizhen, he immediately went up: "Courd, I heard that the emperor not only turned the Zhaochong brand on the night, but also let Xihe Palace have its own small kitchen."

"Where is the emperor's business, where can we discuss it?" Shugui looked at Su Xiuyi with a cool look. She saw her face and took back her sight. She said: "Don't forget what to say, what should not say? ""

Su Xiuyi looked down and blushes. "Yes, cousin."

In the Jingyang Palace, the Queen sat on the top and watched a beautiful woman come in and salute, and the smile on the face has not changed.

The author has something to say: Someone is late, typing is not fast, and now there is a blackout. This chapter only hits a third, and falls!

Can I say that I have a network card?

This evening's story proves a very powerful theory. Men sometimes can't rely on it, there is wood!

Everyone goes to bed early, and the five thousand words are updated to tomorrow [as long as the electricity comes], I am really sorry t-t2k