The emperor is a nine-tailed fox

"Huang, Huang, Huang... Father... Hey, hello... Hey Fei'er..."

Early in the morning, Her Royal Highness the Empress Dowager tortured me with fluent language, relentlessly writhing her little butt into my arms.The smell of milk cut my appetite in half, and I casually took the buns to deal with her, she was also good at giving birth, and went there contentedly, running around with her bare feet.Babbling, I don't know what I'm talking about.

I didn't have the heart to listen carefully, I drank the fragrant rice porridge on my mouth, and cast a hostile look at the guards by the door.I remember that when I woke up this morning, Her Majesty the Queen patted my face and whispered softly: "After entering the palace, don't even think about going back to the palace."

"The emperor's family is a road of no return after all" must be the life summary of a concubine with rich experience in the harem.

When Her Majesty the Empress left, she also hugged the Empress Dowager, who was lying on the dragon bed, into my arms, and said, "The intern of the Empress and the Empress starts with raising the children."

I looked down and saw that the Empress Dowager's face was full of snot...

Hua Fang dared to come here when I was in the middle of it. He still looked like a black yarn hair crown, and his face was like a peach and plum, with the charm of a noisy woman on the street.His gaze stayed on the blue and white porcelain bowl in my hand, and he knelt down and bowed to me: "My minister sees His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness is a thousand years old, His Royal Highness is a thousand years old, and His Royal Highness reads;."

When will I have the same longevity as the sky?

I must have a lot of favor for him, the living man of Her Majesty the Queen, the leader who is no different from gossip in the palace, although an official must be upright, but what role I will play in the long river of history depends entirely on him Talented.

Hastily put down the bowls and chopsticks and leaned over to help him up. In the blink of an eye, I was surprised by the extra white matter on the palm of my hand. I couldn't help but look at him suspiciously. He winked a little, and asked me again: "My minister last night After tossing and turning, I really can't think of a few names that should be mentioned for your personal historical materials, my husband, and today I dare to ask His Royal Highness to select one or two."

I suddenly nodded, walked to the door, took a microscopic look at the sky, and said seriously: "Tell me and listen."

"The story behind Linghu Rong?"

“Classy but not loud enough!”

"Very far away?"

"Loud but not refined."

"This..." I ran out of words, and when I lowered my eyebrows again, I had a flash of inspiration, and a name that was both conclusive and historical appeared in my mind.

"Years of burning passion."

Hua Jiju backed away with a look of admiration.I took advantage of the time when everyone was not paying attention, and read the note in my hand.It reads: My apprentice personally opened it, and when I was shocked to hear about my apprentice, I was worried about my teacher.You might as well worry about the trivial things in your mind. Since you left, your heart is haggard, and the white tung tree is flying in the wind.The quality of food is not as good as before, there is no one to clean the fallen leaves all over the ground, and no one cares about the night fragrance in the backyard.I even know that my disciples are anxious, and I will wait for my teacher to come quickly to save you from the fire and water. Please take care of me, my teacher. "The final signature is, "The lonely sandbar is cold"

Oh, my master changed his pseudonym again.

My master is a muscular macho with a rough appearance. Fortunately, he wears a Taoist priest's white robe on weekdays, so his murderous aura is not so strong.He has used countless pseudonyms in his life, and Taoist circles have heard of his inconsistency, and as a disciple, I am not good at commenting.I can only roughly remember some of the titles he used, such as "Girl in the Thunderbolt", "The overbearing Taoist fell in love with you", and "Taoist, what's the matter".

This time I can use poetry as the name, I am very relieved and gratified.

The contents of the note made my nose sore again. I never thought that Master and brothers missed me so much after I walked for a few days.Although parents are unreliable, but now I feel more at ease in my heart.The deep palace compound or something, as long as I have a dream of hope, one day, I will be able to walk out.

"His Majesty is here!" With a hoarse roar, Father Fuchen's tearing voice startled the birds on the branches in front of the hall, fluttered their wings in disorder, and dropped bird droppings all over the place.

I was standing in front of the palace gate, as if my eyes were dazzled, but I saw Her Majesty the Empress rolling her eyes tactfully at him.She grows a lotus step by step, and the flowers and plants that come along the way fly up and down to meet her steps.The subtle sounds of the sound are like musical notes written by the breeze jumping in the mountains.

"Mother... emperor, mother..."

Duo Mo's stuttering!

The crown princess stumbled all the way and threw herself into the arms of her own mother.By the way, he wiped the saliva and bread crumbs on his face onto the dragon robe.Compared with the dignified and solemn Ninth Five-Year Lord before, this empress with a loving face and her daughter's head on the bed really made it difficult for my heart to adapt.

I stood aside and waited like Father Fuchen, clutching my chest. After a long time of being respectful and respectful, I couldn't help but lose my mind.The many unknown beige flowers on the window sill once again attracted my attention, and the coolness of the wrist brought back my mind to reads;.Following the refreshing coolness, Her Majesty the Empress is looking at me tenderly.

"Is the imperial husband jealous of Fei'er?"

"……His Majesty."

"You are my husband, so naturally you can call me by my first name, Lan Shan."

I hesitated for a moment, and the emperor granted her wish with great grace.

"Lan Shan."

She smiled happily, with a halo on her face, and hugged the empress dowager tightly into her arms and kissed her, before she spoke again: "Fei'er turned three years old the day before yesterday, and I have been busy with state affairs for the past three years. I didn't spend time with her either. After thinking about it, I might as well take her to visit in a micro-clothes for a while... how about you, my husband?"

Out of the palace!Doesn't this mean that Master's plan to rescue me is easier?

"All according to His Majesty's arrangement!"

But she seemed to see my silent sigh, and she winked slightly at the nurse beside me.The nanny strode forward, took the empress dowager in her arms and went out to play.A group of palace people showed their ability to observe words and expressions, and followed them out.

Lan Shan's hand on my wrist pulled me to sit beside her?Unceremoniously, he moved his hand on my cheek, stroked it, and said: "It's not a solution for you to stay in Zhende's bedroom all day."

My eyes lit up, and yes, I nodded in agreement.

She then stared at me tenderly: "You are a person who can't stand your temper, I have granted you... you can walk freely in the palace, no one can stop you."

My heart warmed up, and I became more convinced of Her Majesty's good quality of empathy.

And in fact...the second day...

"Huang, Huang, Huang...Father, Fei'er...Think, think...go to the Imperial Garden...catch, catch crickets..."

"Huang, Huang, Huang... Father, Fei'er... think about it, think about it... go away, leave the lake... let go, fly a kite..."

"Huang, Huang, Huang... Father, Fei'er... think about it, think about it... go to Yu, the imperial dining room... cut wood, play with wood..."

I am very worried about the ambition of the next empress!

"Fei'er, you can't torment the imperial father like this." Lan Shan sat elegantly and reservedly at the stone table in the gazebo, shaking a round fan in one hand, and carefully holding the light yellow osmanthus cake in the other hand, her knuckle fingers under the sun, Yingying shines.She finally showed her compassion and she was willing to say a few words about Bai Baozi.

But this time, I hugged the little bastard, Dabai Baozi, and lay on the side of the stone bridge outside the gazebo to catch fish.

As if she didn't hear it, she was fluttering tightly in my arms, happily licking the biscuits in her hand, and the crumbs smashed all over me.

I waited on my wife for a whole day, and I used the excuse that people have three urgencies.Meeting Huafang in the hut, even the smoke of shit and urine still couldn't stop his gossip-filled demeanor.I buried my face in the shadows and asked him, "What do you want?"

"Secrets of the palace!"

"Eunuch Fuchen grinds his teeth, spanks and talks in his sleep!"

He stepped forward to me, nodding seriously.I turned around and said, "Tell me, Master, Her Majesty the Empress will leave the palace in micro-clothes in two days..."