The emperor is a nine-tailed fox

There are only two kinds of people who can enter the harem, either women or men.In order to make it easier for me to walk around the rivers and lakes, although I dress up as a young man, I still have a young girl's heart in my heart. This time I entered the harem under the light of the white bun, and I couldn't help but feel happy.

Passing through three halls, passing four palaces, crossing five gates, and turning six bends, Eunuch Fuchen told me for the seventh time that the little prince will be there in a few steps.I was about to stop and talk about his dishonesty, but he raised his finger alluringly, revealing another village.

The Chaoyang Palace is right in front of us, and the four maids with lanterns came out to greet us, nodding their heads and lowering their faces, and came to guide us.After a stick of incense, I chanted in my heart, the palace road here has eighteen bends, and the waterway here has nine rings.Fortunately, after Nine Chains... Another Village.

Outside the sleeping hall, Her Majesty the Empress seemed to have been waiting for a long time. She changed out of her gorgeous and complicated outfit, and put on a plain white shirt with a white bun. Her figure was graceful and graceful.It reminds me of a row of pear trees planted in the backyard of the Taoist temple when I was young. Every early spring, the pear blossoms on the branches are competing to bloom, whiter than snow.

A head of black hair hangs down around her waist, and the tips of her hair are twisted and twisted by the wind.

She said: "How come it's so late!"

My hand holding the white bun shook, the question was really ambiguous, seven parts sad and three parts coquettish.It's like a boy and a girl who have been separated for decades, both of them were tortured into successful cases under the butcher's knife, with tears in their eyes and wrinkled faces, and in the end, thousands of words were merged into one sentence... "This in-law!"

I lowered my eyebrows and said softly and respectfully: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Helping her to hold the baby and asking her to forgive her, but this kind of almost brain-dead behavior, I look up to the sky, the emperor's family!Be self-willed!

Followed behind her, turned into the screen, and carefully placed the white bun in the center of the bed.The maids are well-trained, and half of the candles in the bedroom are extinguished in the blink of an eye.The queen took advantage of the situation and sat on the side of the bed, holding on to the brocade handkerchief in her hand, and wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth for the white bun.

The scent of white orchids instantly lingers in our nostrils, reminding us that we seem to violate the distance between the monarch and his ministers.Hastily stepped back, bowed and said: "Your Majesty and your Highness may as well rest, I will take my leave."

"You and your brother look very much alike! Exactly the same..."

Her voice was ethereal, as soft and graceful as falling flowers and water, pearls falling into the plate.I buried my head down: "My minister is terrified..."

"Twins? Twins? Twins!"

"Wei Chen is terrified!"

I buried my head deeper. The first sentence "fear" is classified as diplomatic rhetoric, and the latter sentence "fear" is classified as sincerity.Her Majesty's "twins" three times in a row, the tone of each layer is progressive, and it is powerful. From the perspective of contemporary literature, it probably belongs to the emphasis.At the same time, a new type of repeated interrogative sentences was created.

"Fei'er is very similar to her imperial father. She looks alike, likes things, and even tastes alike." She murmured, and wisps of smoke rose from the incense burner in the hall, responding to her words, floating and fading, she His eyes fell on an unknown beige flower on the window sill, and he continued, "It looks like a good place, but it's more like a square... I don't like reading, and I get stuck when I talk."

I was shocked!No one ever told me that my brother is retarded!

Unexpectedly, such a fresh and refined beauty as Her Majesty the Queen has quite a strong taste!But after all, it is a royal matter, and I have nothing to do with it.

She muttered to herself, even though the night outside the window was as dark as ink, there was no sign of her stopping.Her ethereal tone remained in the quiet bedroom, and I, who was sitting on pins and needles, felt like a rare stillness in my heart. The royal family with carved beams and paintings, and the lively noise could not cover up the loneliness of her figure.

She recalled a lot and said a lot.It can't help but make me wonder why she has such deep affection for my brother, and why she drives him to the desolate cold palace.I heard that when my elder brother was about to leave, he seemed to be suffering from some kind of illness. He became blind and deaf... In the end, he couldn't be buried in the Imperial Mausoleum, but was buried in the ancestral tomb of my Linghu family.

What a depressing story.

Her Majesty the Empress talked all night, and I knelt in Her Highness all night. I fell asleep peacefully in this position at dawn.Until there was an untimely itching on the side of my cheeks, when I opened my eyes, it was Her Majesty holding a tall chicken feather, squatting close to me with her hands around her knees, teasing me.They are all mothers, and they are very playful.

As a Taoist priest, in the face of all this, I naturally deal with it indifferently, but I dare not touch the face given by Her Majesty the Empress.Hastily fell to the ground, and knelt up straight again with a face full of timidity.Shout "Your Majesty forgive me" three times.

The enviable acting skills of others won the favor of the court ladies and eunuchs.Her Majesty the Empress is truly an innocent girl, she tilted her head and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

As the old saying goes, life is a stage, and it is true reads;!

The queen was amused, and she was urged to go to court by Eunuch Fuchen, with the right time, place and people, and everything, she finally told me in a serious voice: "Back down."

I felt relieved, grateful to Dade, knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, and withdrew.

Going back the same way and exiting Chaoyang Palace, when he was in a trance, he felt a rough tug on his wrist.While the sky was spinning, he stabilized his figure and took a look, but he was a young man with extraordinary appearance. He was dressed in black yarn, and he was a young and promising official.

He held me and did not let go, looking around, his body was full of mysterious aura.With a wretched expression that didn't suit his own temperament, he asked me: "Last night, the stars and rain last night, did you go out in His Majesty's bedroom last night?"

Blinking, I nodded slightly.

"Hey, hey, hey..." He shook his head on his slender neck like a rattle in the turbulent wind, "Ask what love is in the world, but people can't hold it!" After a long time, he slowly took out an old book from the dark green sleeve robe, waved the nib of a wolf hair pen and wrote on one of the pages.

"Harem Nine Nine Chapter 81: The Queen's Substitute Lover"

The fists I hid in my cuffs tightened again and again, but I had to bear in mind Master's careful teachings - killing people will pay for their lives.

Looking at the endless inspiration he wrote on the paper, he realized that this person is a historian.The historians of all dynasties have always been a special group. They don't ask about state affairs, they don't ask about the emperor's family affairs, they are just recorders.

When I was young, my master used a simple sentence to describe this kind of marginalized people: "They don't produce secret history, they are just porters in the harem."

I understand that if he keeps talking nonsense like this, my image of a pure and innocent girl will be ruined by him.He hurriedly grabbed his pen and hid it behind his waist, and smiled politely, "Your Majesty, girlish feelings are always spring, and His Royal Highness can't sleep well, so Her Majesty asked me, my uncle, to tell His Highness a bedtime story."

"Speaking all night? What did you talk about?"

"From poems and songs to philosophy of life."

"really?"

"……really!"

He pondered for a moment, took back the brush, and walked away in a cool manner. When he turned around, he left a sentence: "I'll ask my little Highness, if you lie, I will give you a charge of tampering with history..."

I shook my head and sighed, hating iron for being weak, and said to myself, the little highness stutters like that, what can I ask?

There is faith in the cool breeze, and the spring is boundless. I stepped on the rising sun in the east and cast sunlight on the bluestone floor, and I went there comfortably.

All the way leisurely, I walked to the vermilion palace gate, and saw the white butler of the palace abandon the carriage behind him, and rushed to kneel in front of me.Sadly said: "The little prince is in trouble, the threshold of the palace has been trampled to pieces... All the matchmakers in the city have come to the palace to propose marriage..."

Oh, I nodded knowingly. When I went down the mountain, I rested in the tea shed at the foot of the mountain, and I heard that single women in the capital are a big headache today.

I comforted him: "Don't panic, this matter deserves its name!"

He lamented and sighed: "It is better to be short than to be overwhelmed, to be hungry and to eat, and the world is going down..."

Now I decided that I would join hands with him if I had the opportunity, watching the snow, the stars and the moon, and chatting from poetry to philosophy of life.