MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-Chapter 87

Zhuang Luozhen felt that the Qiangui people had some inexplicable hostility towards themselves, but there was no display on the surface. The three men went to the Royal Garden and only said something that was irrelevant.

"I didn't expect the sea otter to be so beautiful now," Qian Guiren looked at the sea otter in front of him. It seemed to be a bit sighed: "After entering the palace, there is a sea otter."

"When the palace entered the palace, there was heavy snow in the capital, but there was no such beautiful flower to watch," Zhuang Luo said with a smile. "At that time, the prince in the palace led the palace to Tao Yuge, and happened to see it." A red plum was opened from the edge of the wall. Before it was too late to look at it, it was reprimanded by the cricket. The palace still remembers the words that he said, and the Qiangui people can know what the cockroach said?

Qian Guiren gently shook his head.

"That said, the master of Zhuang can not look around. This red plum is beautiful, but no one can be jealous. You have just entered the palace now, you should watch less and listen less." Zhuang Luo said Here, I smiled. "The palace is young and full of energy. I didn't take this sentence to my heart, but I fell a big one."

Jiang Guizhen knew that Zhuangluo had fallen out of favor at the beginning, and he said: "The maiden is now in a high position, why bother to think about the past."

Zhuang Luo 胭 瞥 瞥 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵 贵

Jiang Guizheng smiled and said, then he followed the words of Zhuangluo.

Qian Guiren followed behind the two, cold eyes glared at Jiang Guifei to meet the appearance of Zhao Xianrong, his face is not very good-looking. She is not a fool. Naturally, she understands that Zhuang Luo is saying this to her, but she is a woman who waits for the emperor. Who is nobler than who, but who is being favored.

She was favored yesterday, and today you are favored. Who will be favored tomorrow?

"What's wrong with Qiangui people, look at these beautiful flowers and look silly?" Jiang Guizhen suddenly looked back at her. "The beautiful flowers in the royal garden are glimpsed. Today is beautiful, and tomorrow is more beautiful. Don't look at it."

Qian Guiren looked up and seemed to see the ridicule in the eyes of Jiang Guizhen.

After visiting most of the Royal Garden, Zhuangluo returned to Xihe Palace in the congratulations of Jiang Guizhen and Qian Guiren.

While waiting for the palace to change some of the luxurious Luo skirts, he said: "Wait for the small kitchen to make a magnolia soup to taste."

Yun Xi helped her to remove the tassels on both sides of the shack: "Gang Niang, you have to go to the emperor to watch the swing dance, how can you unload the ring?"

"I didn't see what I saw on the emperor?" Zhuang Luo's mouth was slightly bent and lay down on the beautiful couch. "Come and give me a pinch. This garden is a flower in addition to flowers, and flowers are hanging on the mouth all day. Go, my eyes are running fast."

Yun Xi looked around and let the waiting lady go back, only to sit down on her feet and gently lick the legs of Zhuangluo: "The slaves know that the goddess is impatient, but the poets and poets love to use flowers. Describe our women, and even the masters in the palace use flowers to hide their sarcasm."

"But I will take a break." Zhuang Luo closed his eyes. In her words, no woman in the harem is a harmless flower, but a fierce behemoth. It must be described by flowers. The piranha is suitable.

After lunch, I changed a wide-sleeve smocked skirt and slashed a simple bun, so that I carried it to the main palace.

Although there is a year in the days of the mixed palace, there are only a handful of time in the Zhuangluo Road. From her observation, Cheng Xuan is a person who does not like to call him to his palace. It can be seen that Xuan Emperor's defense mentality is multiple, and he is still a person with firm personality.

Even in modern society, such a man will not easily be tempted by women, let alone this is the ancient harem, this man is an ambitious emperor.

All the way to the dry palace outside, Zhuangluo see Gao Dezhong standing on the stone steps.

"The slaves have seen Zhao Xianrong, the emperor is waiting for you," Gao Dezhong stepped forward to Zhuang Luo, and smiled. "Please go to the goddess."

"There is a high-ranking father-in-law," Zhuang Luo's hand holding the bamboo hand walked out of the steps, and after Gao Dezhong showed a smile, he said, "But let the emperor wait for a long time?"

Gao Dezhong saw Zhao Yinrong's eyes showing annoyed feelings. He said: "The goddess does not have to worry, the emperor only used the lunch for a while. You just came over right now." After that, he slightly pushed Zhuangluo into the inside.

As he stepped into the palace gate, Zhuangluo passed through the two doors and passed through the hanging door. Gao Dezhong, who was walking in front of her, suddenly retreated to the side, and Zhuangluo’s moment stayed in place.

"How, look silly?" Feng Jin stood back and looked at Zhuang Luo's appearance, showing a smile on his face.

Zhuang Luo was a little excited, because she finally had a treatment through the female host.

There was a flower swing in the yard, and there were several blooming peaches and pears in the surrounding area. From time to time, the petals fell down. The emperor stood in the purple robes and stood under the flower tree. The eyebrows and the eyes were flying, beautiful. It is like a picture.

Depressing the classic adjectives in countless romance novels in his mind, Zhuangluo succeeded in making his eyes naturally red, like a woman who was lost by reason, forgetting the rules, forgetting the etiquette, and mentioning The skirt was three steps and went to the emperor in two steps, then looked up at the flower tree with the petals falling. "It's so beautiful."

A petal fell between her eyebrows, and then as she tilted her head to see the emperor's movements fall to the ground...

The palace...the craft...can almost...have the truth.

It is said that there are still peach blossoms and pear blossoms at this time. Actually, they are all fake flowers. What is the resort of this cottage that makes the people of Tianchao feel embarrassed?

Try to maintain an elegant look and open a petal. Zhuang's tearful eyes look at the emperor, just like watching the most beautiful existence in his life: "The emperor, you... I..."

Feng did not care about Zhuang Luo's self-proclaimed me in front of herself. She just picked up the beautiful woman with a smile and gently placed it on the swing frame, and then took her whole person into her arms from behind Zhuangluo.

"On the day of the Cold Food Festival, I saw you standing alone in the corner, thinking about what you are sitting on the swing," sniffing the faint scent, Feng Zong whispered in the left ear of Zhuangluo, " Some regrets can give you compensation, some regret you want to make up, and you can't do anything about it."

Some experts said that it is more touching and memorable in the left ear than in the right ear. Zhuangluo is not touched at this moment, but is shocked. This is as terrible as the engineering male suddenly wrote the Qiong Yao love poem.

"Being able to be with the emperor, there is no regret." The person in the arms looked up, and the eyes of the eyes looked into the eyes of Feng. Perhaps it was because the action of looking up was too urgent. The tears hidden in the eyes flowed down the corners of the eyes. Come down.

The wolverine raised his hand and rubbed his hand on his face. Zhuangluo turned around and turned back. "The petals fell into the eyes, and it was uncomfortable."

Feng Xiao glimpsed, suddenly smirked out, let go of Zhuangluo said: "Love you have to hurry." Then gently push.

"Ah!" The swings swayed out, and the Zhuangluo in the air turned back, and a glimpse of the blue silk was on the cheek. She squinted and screamed back: "The emperor, you deliberately framed it!"

Feng Xiao smiled and looked at it. When the swing fell, he pushed forward again. "Love loves to watch the swing dance. In the eyes of Yan, there is no more swing dance than the present."

Zhuang Luozhen cooperated with the emperor to make a panic, but he felt a little emotion in his heart. He did not think that the emperor would play such a romantic trick. Her all-encompassing calculations were exchanged for the emperor's romance once. Is it not worthwhile?

However, this kind of romance bridge has come several times, she will definitely collapse! In order to play this scene, she recalled many classic romance novels in her heart, just to make her petite and pure. Not to mention the emperor suddenly became so tender, her surprise was overjoyed.

There is no white lunch in the world, just like the gentleness of Xuan Emperor.

The empress entered the Ganzheng Palace with the palace eunuch, and did not enter the second door. Gao Dezhong walked in from inside.

"The slaves met the Queen's Empress." I wonder if it is a coincidence that Gao Dezhong just happened to stand in the middle of the second door.

The Queen glanced at Gao Dezhong: "The palace wants to see the emperor, but also ask Gao Gonggong to report it."

"Back to the maiden, unfortunately, the emperor is afraid that I can't see you at this moment. If you have something, the slave will tell you." Gao Dezhong once again performed a ceremony, "also ask the maiden to forgive."

"Since the emperor has something, this palace is not difficult for you," the Queen smiled. "It’s just about going to the field demonstration planting at the end of this month, and there is nothing big."

"The slaves will tell the emperor," Gao Dezhong bowed his head.

The Queen nodded and turned to leave, but it seemed to hear the woman's laughter, could not help but stop, turned and looked inside. Gao Dezhong, who looked slightly at the low eyebrows, saw him look like he didn't want to say anything. He said, "Which palace is this?"

Gao Dezhong raised his eyelids: "Return to the empress of the empress, maybe the emperor uploads the dance singer who dances on the swing."

The Queen had some surprises: "Is the emperor like to see this?"

"The emperor's preferences, the slaves dare not rumor," Gao Dezhong head buried lower, "the goddess forgives."

"The palace is just asking a question, the father-in-law does not have to be in the heart." The queen also noticed that the more she was, the recovery of her face, and turned and continued to go outside.

Gao Dezhong sent the Queen's back, his eyebrows moved, and then lowered his head again.

"The niece, the slave, I heard that the **** around the emperor specially sent a message to Zhao Xianrong this morning." After leaving the main palace, he and Yu said with a low voice. "It is said that Zhao Xianrong will go to the main palace to enjoy the swing dance after lunch. The slaves are almost at this time."

The Queen's mouth is a hook. "Zhao Xianrong has suffered such a big crime. It is not an exaggeration for the emperor to love two points. I just don't know that Shugui can know this."

And Yu smiled and said: "The slaves believe that Shugui will know."

From the swing frame, Zhuang Luo looked at the smiling emperor, and his voice shook a little: "The emperor, I haven’t been sitting on a swing for a long time."

Feng Jin reached out and opened the petals on her head: "Can you be happy?"

"Emperor!" Zhuang Luo squinted, did not seem to think that the emperor actually knew that he was in a bad mood.

"You are a jealous woman," the emperor put the man into his arms again. "And you are your emperor."

In the arms of the emperor, Zhuang Luo was shy. When the sight sweeps to the petals that fall on the ground, Zhuangluo is curious to think, how good is the craft to make the petals fall naturally? 2k novel reading network