There is a common saying that goes like this: Just look at you and you will feel that bad luck is coming.
This was my most direct thought at the moment, because Fu Donglou was also looking at me, our eyes met steadily, and every detail of his appearance fell into my eyes.
On such a night, in the bustling streets and on the emotional Dingqing Bridge, ambiguities circulated, and the slight frown on Fu Donglou's eyebrows alone was enough to break the lovesickness of all the girls in the world.
I have always believed that the most important thing about being an emperor is aura rather than appearance, but there is no doubt that Fu Donglou also looks very responsible. His angular face exudes a hint of coldness, which can intimidate the ministers from the court to the court.
The harem can be filled with beautiful women in an instant.
No one else, no matter how sharp his eyebrows are, is far inferior to his stern eyebrows that can tear the wind and split the fog. So I always say, whoever my uncle looks at one more time will lose two years of his life; if he stares at anyone for so long now,
Look, then whoever will have to sleep forever.
Maybe my eyes were too naked and straightforward, so a sneer flashed across his lips, "Is it because you don't stay in the palace these days because you can see such drama outside? Is it good to watch? Hmm?"
That "huh?" was specially hummed from the nasal cavity, and then turned around and floated, making the listener's heart tremble. Why did he say this?
I suddenly felt that Fu Donglou was what I didn’t understand in my life.
I don't know how much effort it took me to raise the corners of my lips and say, "Haha."
----------There was an unusual smell in the wind, the fragrance of makeup and powder, and the noisy carnival. The most famous painting boat in the city was slowly and steadily approaching the embankment.
Fu Donglou glanced at the few dandies who were inviting their friends to board the boat for a night cruise, and then he raised his feet, making a show of wanting to board the boat.
I was dumbfounded for a moment, but it was a "Singing Boat Every Night", uncle! As the name suggests, if you get on the boat, you won't be allowed to dock overnight!
Before Fu Donglou ascended the throne, he rarely visited places like this, so he must not know much about it. I gritted my back teeth and immediately stretched out my arms to block his way, "Well... uncle, let's go to another place.
Check it out, the atmosphere in this boat does not suit your temperament."
My uncle's eyes darkened, and he ruthlessly pushed my body aside, "The one you are blocking must be the one I am interested in inspecting." My uncle was so rebellious!
If he insisted on going, that would be the emperor's will. I had no choice but to accompany him on board the ship with a feeling of "nothing but death."
The night wind blew, and the famous "Ye Ye Sheng Song Boat" started to move. I took one last nostalgic look at the shore, as if waving goodbye to my sleep tonight.
The cabin curtain was raised and we stepped steadily in. It was a unique cave inside, bustling with excitement. The dancers were wearing soft and thin clothes. Silk and bamboo pipe music was playing. The men and women sitting around were drinking and playing together, and they were as happy as the gods.
In short, the atmosphere is frivolous with a bit of excitement, and the excitement with a bit of lust.
The moment my uncle appeared, all the girls in special professions ignored the patrons beside them. Their faces suddenly turned red, and they looked at my uncle with love and affection.
It is obvious that the invisible peach blossoms in the air are blooming one by one...
I watched with cold eyes, but in my heart I shouted at the top of my lungs: Girls, can you be more professional and take care of all those young people!! But I am the winner in life without a doubt! I actually brought the current saint to stay up all night with prostitutes.
Okay...can you secretly wipe away a few tears to express your feelings?
Some dandy boys glanced at my uncle uninhibitedly, and some of them started laughing - "It's funny, why do you bring your own girls to a brothel these days?"
"What do you know? People must be pursuing an atmosphere so that they can feel it more."
"Hahaha, what do you think? There are songs and songs all night long, and the boat floats like this all night long. Isn't it great for him?"
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Don't blame the common people for not being able to recognize the emperor, it's really because of the person's clothes and aura.
If you put on an imperial robe, it will naturally be the magnificence of the emperor; this time, Fu Donglou, who is wearing casual clothes, has an ordinary jade hairpin in his hair, and holds a very cowardly heart-shaped stone on his fingertips... So in the crowd
In his eyes, he can only be regarded as a young man who is extremely handsome but does not have very good taste.
I really don’t want to admit that it was the stone and me that lowered his taste in the eyes of others...
My uncle finally realized his situation. He frowned slightly, and with a hint of hesitation and complaint, he whispered to me: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
My face was full of sincerity, "If you recall, I definitely said it, really..."
"That's all, I'm here now." He folded his sleeves and sat down on a soft cushion by the window.
With his words, my mind suddenly became brighter, and I went to sit next to him, of course there was a person's distance between me.
A woman who likes to challenge difficult fireworks came up to my uncle with a glass of wine and said, "Sir, I seem to have seen you before, you look so familiar~"
Although this woman's face is not very wide, her figure is already peerless, especially the two trembling ones on her chest...
I lowered my head and looked at myself, and couldn't help but feel a little sad. Hey, others are too beautiful and I'm too timid. I feel so embarrassed at this night.
My uncle took the drink from the woman with a mean look in his eyes, but he was so mean, as if the person who handed him the drink wanted to defraud him of tens of millions of gold in the treasury, and his reaction was really sharp and unmatched.
Just when I thought that taking the glass of wine was a sign of my uncle's anger, my uncle suddenly smiled interestingly. He handed the wine to me and said, "Drink."
"..." My Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Rules mode was fully activated instantly, "No, uncle, you are the elder. If the elders don't drink first, how can we dare to go beyond it?"
"Tonight, you can go over my way."
His original intention was to force me to hold back his drink, but I don't know where the graceful fireworks woman was thinking. She actually looked at us with a look of disgust, "Tsk, tsk, it's really messy." After saying that, he left.
Stupid sentient beings, I call him uncle, my relationship with him is so simple, why can’t you understand?!
"Why don't you drink? Aren't you having a great time drinking outside these days?" He was so stubborn that he wasn't cute at all. He grabbed my little braid and kept tugging on it.
If you refuse, it will hurt my uncle's feelings; but if you accept, it will hurt my heart.
But obviously, my heart is not that important. I have to take care of my uncle's feelings. "I will do it first to respect you, uncle."
The strong liquor that burned my throat flowed into my empty stomach. After I finished drinking, I picked up the wine flask and filled a glass for him...
There was a bottomless pool of ink hidden in Fu Donglou's eyes. When he drank the wine I poured, the pool of ink in his eyes swayed slightly, making it hard to see clearly.
If you say that drinking makes you brave, this is absolutely true.
I felt that I and Fu Donglou had developed into a relationship where we drank together and traveled together, so I wanted to air out the questions I had buried in my heart for many years.
"Why don't you stand up as a queen?"
Fu Donglou was suddenly startled, and then he stopped looking at me and didn't answer.
My intuition tells me that there is someone in my uncle's heart. Different from the beautiful women in his harem, she is a woman who makes him willing not to have a queen.
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