"You are so awesome!" The imperial concubine exclaimed, she really lived up to her reputation as a talented person!
It turns out that the smiling tiger she was talking about was the first couplet, and the kowtow-headed insect that Xiao Chen was talking about was the second couplet. The right one was really agile and neat.
Here’s to you!
I glanced at the red charcoal fire next to me and wrote another couplet: "The charcoal is as black as the fire and as red as snow!"
Xiao Chen drank it all in one gulp and said without thinking: "Wheat bran is as red as frost!"
Oh, that's great. Have another drink.
The bright moon was in the sky, the ground was covered with silver frost, and I was slightly drunk, and suddenly I felt lovesickness.
"Xiao Chen, are you homesick? I've thought about it. Can you write a poem?" The imperial concubine really regarded Xiao Chen as a friend, and she spoke in a tone of discussion and begging.
"There is bright moonlight in front of the window. I suspect it is frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon and lower my head to miss my hometown." Xiao Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the moon. He also missed home.
His home is not thousands of miles away, but thousands of years later.
"Ah, you did a great job, Xiao Chen, are you a god?" The imperial concubine held her chin in her hands, carefully savoring the meaning of the poem, and couldn't help but be fascinated.
Looking at Xiao Chen's eyes again, he was also filled with infinite admiration.
Xiao Chen's trip tonight was worthwhile, and he gained a little fan girl.
"Can you still fill in a poem?" He personally filled a glass of wine for Xiao Chen and looked at him expectantly.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky with my wine. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold up there in the beautiful buildings and jade palaces. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world."
"Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qihu household, and the light will keep you awake. There should be no hatred. Why should things always be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separation and reunion, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times!"
"Nung, moon and new moon."
Xiao Chen raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"I hope that we can live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away..." The imperial concubine murmured to herself, as if her soul had taken off on the wind and flown into the moon. She stood in front of the Guanghan Palace with her clothes fluttering. How many years have passed in the world, and her heart was filled with tears.
Confused.
The wine is not intoxicating, but the person is already drunk.
As crazy as drunk.
"I still want it." Chun Chou was slightly drunk, and her words were also slightly crazy.
To Xiao Chen's ears, it seemed to mean something else.
But who knew it wasn’t the case?
A confidant, a beauty, drunkenly, and both are young men and women. It is easy for some romantic things to happen, and on such a romantic night...
At this moment, the imperial concubine's peach blossom face was full of love, her eyes were full of spring waves, and her heart was full of love, all on Xiao Chen's body.
As long as he takes the initiative, she may not refuse no matter what he does.
But Xiao Chen doesn't want to, it's not that he doesn't dare, it's that he doesn't want to.
He prefers to regard this elegant imperial concubine as a confidante.
Because beauties are easy to find, but confidants are hard to find.
Amidst all the intrigues and intrigues in the palace, it was also a pleasure to have a confidante who could make his mind as calm as water. He could occasionally chat and talk about poetry and painting.
It can relax Xiao Chen's tense heart.
He is very relaxed now. In fact, he is a little too relaxed. Maybe he is drunk, so he chants a word that he shouldn't chant.
"When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?"
"The east wind blew again last night in the small building. The motherland cannot bear to look back. In the bright moonlight, the carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed."
"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward!"
After chanting, he raised the wine and drank it down in one gulp, looking up to the sky and laughing. Suddenly he felt sad and burst into tears.
"Xiao Chen, you are drunk." The imperial concubine took out a pure white brocade scarf and gently wiped his tears.
Xiao Chen was drunk, but she woke up.
Because she heard the despair and sadness in this poem, she also became suspicious of Xiao Chen's identity.
A young eunuch, or even a talented man, even if he is truly a god descending to earth, would not be able to recite such poems.
This is clearly the lament of a conquered king!
But the words and sentences are also so beautiful, simply beautiful to the extreme.
"Xiao Chen, who are you?"
"I left Penglai for a while and traveled to the sea. I happened to meet the imperial concubine and asked her why. She was living under the dipper of the Big Dipper, with her sword hanging on the moon horn of the Nangong.
"I'm really drunk when I'm drunk. I don't know how sorrow arises. Why don't we recognize each other when we meet? But I ride on the white clouds and go home to rest!"
Xiao Chen pointed to the dark clouds on the horizon that were coming from nowhere, and laughed again.
His ability to drink was average, and what he drank was strong-flavored soju, so he was really drunk and crazy.
While laughing, he reached for the wine, but unexpectedly his foot slipped, his body tilted, and he almost fell to the ground.
The imperial concubine subconsciously reached out her hand to help him, and he fell into her arms.
"It smells so good." He sniffed drunkenly.
But I don’t know whether I mean the aroma of wine or the aroma of people?
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, are you a genius, a fool, or a madman?" The imperial concubine let him rest on her knees, stretched out a pair of jade hands, and gently touched his clear-cut, sunny face.
A very strange feeling suddenly arose.
Heart-pounding feeling.
I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Chen suddenly woke up and smelled a faint and pleasant fragrance in his nose.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the imperial concubine's beautiful big eyes very close at hand, looking at him blankly, but she didn't know how long she had been looking at him.
He quickly stood up and knelt down, "This slave is rude and offends the noble concubine. It is a capital crime!"
"Get up, why is a grown man... such a talented man kneeling down all the time? I don't like you like this, I like you just... like that."
The imperial concubine's snow-white face turned slightly red. It turned out that she was shy, but she was actually quite charming.
"Okay, then from now on I won't be rude to you when it's just the two of us getting along." Xiao Chen stood up with a smile.
"Well, that's what makes me happy." The imperial concubine's beautiful eyes never left Xiao Chen's eyes.
She always felt that Xiao Chen had many secrets hidden in his heart, and she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare.
It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she doesn't dare, she's just afraid that what he's hiding in his heart may be a terrible secret, and once it's revealed, she might lose him.
Then who will accompany me to get drunk in the future?
"Huh? I'm really curious. I was very drunk just now, and now I woke up all of a sudden... What time is it today?"
Xiao Chen felt that he would not wake up so quickly.
"Haha, you were almost drunk to death. I just fed you a sobering pill. This was a gift from the Persian Kingdom in the Western Region. The emperor rewarded me with some. Do you want it?"
"Why don't you want it? With a treasure like this, I will never get drunk and lose my composure in front of you." Xiao Chen remembered the poem he recited just now.
Is my intestines turning green with regret now?
"Well, you can't drink enough. Please don't drink with others in the future." The imperial concubine took out a few black pills and stuffed them into his palm.
This is worry and concern.
The sobering pill was certainly precious, but what she gave to Xiao Chen was something even more precious.
Suddenly they heard a sharp whine, and both of them were shocked.
This is the "Shibiela" used in the palace to sound the alarm!
It means that something serious has happened in the palace. Either there are assassins attacking, or there is a lightning strike and fire!
When I looked up, I saw that at some point outside, there were overcast clouds, and the wind was blowing loudly. I could also faintly hear the noise of people not far away, as if they were shouting that they were running out of water?
I ran out to hear the sound and looked around, and sure enough I saw a fire shooting into the sky in the north direction!