I was sure that the emperor would not go to Miwu at this time. In broad daylight, I climbed the wall to find Li Jiu. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the prince and his master and apprentice giving lectures. I really am not in the mood to talk to this unruly prince today.
I didn't care, so I walked in lazily and said, "So the prince is here too." Then he straightened up and sat down cross-legged in the corner where I usually sit.
When Sima Shao was about to speak, I raised my head and glared at him, and he swallowed his words. I knew he wanted to say: "How brave, how dare you not be polite when you see me." There are so many rules in this palace, but
I'm not in the mood to argue with him today. Ever since I taught him a harsh lesson that day, although he still looks domineering on the outside, he already has a certain respect for me in his expression. I really miss sneaking around after practicing in modern times.
The feeling of smoking in a pub with my senior brothers. Although I only indulge occasionally, the feeling of relaxing at that time is what I need most now.
Li Jiu and that little kid talked a lot in my ears, but I just wanted to close my eyes and take a rest, and lazily said: "Don't make any noise. Li Jiu, I'm so tired. Let me sleep for five minutes." I knew they were very tired.
They want to ask me what a minute is, but I am too lazy to satisfy their curiosity now.
I closed my eyes and murmured: "Li Jiu, sing a song." Knowing that he was going to refuse, I emphasized: "Just hum a little bit. Use it as my lullaby."
Sure enough, he started humming. It seemed to be an adaptation of one of Qu Yuan's Chu poems, and it sounded pretty good. My whole body relaxed.
After taking a short break, I opened my eyes and glared at the kid: "Little brat, read your book quickly. Children shouldn't listen to what adults say."
"This prince is no longer a child, you woman!" Although he said this, under the force of me and Li Jiu, he still continued to read obediently.
Li Jiu stood up and walked out of the outer court tacitly understanding each other.
"What's wrong?"
I smiled faintly and said casually: "It's nothing, I just always come to climb your wall at night, which makes me turn day and night upside down. Now I'm a little tired."
He looked like you were faking it, but he didn't reveal it.
I stretched out unladylikely, and Li Jiu looked like he was about to faint. Just as he was about to say how unbecoming a woman was, I promptly interrupted and said, "We've known each other for so long, and I'm still not used to it." I lowered my head.
He glanced at the miserable flowers and plants on the ground, and then said: "Your courtyard needs to be repaired, it's so ugly."
He smiled indifferently. Yes, a person like him who is used to living a casual life does not care about his own residence. At first, I thought this small house was an abandoned house. Unexpectedly, it was given to him by the emperor himself.
It's from another courtyard. Because he doesn't want palace maids or eunuchs to take care of it, it's like this.
"I'm going to move soon." I told him.
"As for your remote place, where else can you move to?"
I looked at him seriously: "Luoshuang Palace."
Something strange flashed in his eyes, he quickly turned his head and asked softly: "Have you decided?"
"Um."
He smiled, and then said with some confusion: "Weiying, sometimes I really don't know, is it right or wrong for you to enter the palace?"
My eyes were blank and my voice was emotionless as I said, "We don't need to delve into the matter if we don't know whether the outcome is right or wrong."
"Your Majesty, these are the grapes that my concubine peeled for you with her own hands." Wang Guifei leaned against the armrest of the Dragon Throne softly, begging for a smile from the holy face.
Sima Rui enjoyed the beauty's kindness, ate the fruit, and stroked her smooth black hair. It was filled with the fragrance of flowers and refreshing. After looking at it carefully for a while, he turned to Wang Dieyi, who was sitting on the left. She always appeared in front of others.
She was cold and arrogant, but Sima Rui knew that as long as he treated her a little more kindly, she would respond with a smile. Of course, this kind of beauty was also very charming. He reached out and held her behind.
The ice-haired beauty smiled sweetly and leaned close to her.
I don't know why, looking at these beauties with smiles on their faces, I actually thought of that woman who didn't take the imperial edict seriously. She was usually weak and timid, and she always looked respectful, so there was nothing attractive about her.
Although her appearance is indeed excellent, there is more than one beautiful woman in this harem!
But, that damn woman! Sima Rui's mind kept flashing back to her calm but painful and contradictory look that day. She was obviously unwilling to give in, but she didn't make any excuse. She should beg for mercy, but instead she begged him to demote her to Luoshuang Palace.
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To this day, Sima Rui still remembers the stubbornness, determination, confusion, pain that flashed through her eyes...and the depth that even he couldn't see.
Where does she get this regrettable power that makes people want to get close to her again and again? She is obviously just a woman who looks like Xiaojin. To put it bluntly, she is just a substitute. But why do I begin to feel that there is something different about her? But
And he couldn't tell the difference - Sima Rui raised his eyebrows.
In fact, he didn't believe anything that the maid named Yun Ying said. However, Sima Rui could not forget that one day when he went to Jiunianxuan to look for her, he heard the woman lecturing the maid in the room from a distance.
, there were a few clear snapping sounds from time to time, but when he entered, everything became unstable again, except for the little maid's face, which was slightly red, and her eyes were slightly shining with tears. Although Sima Rui that day
She didn't say anything, but the disgust towards her gradually accumulated in her heart. Xiaojin would not treat others like this. Xiaojin said that everyone is equal, and she treated her little book boy as a brother.
Don’t regard the little book boy as a servant. Speaking of which, why is this little maid somewhat similar to Xiao Jin’s little book boy? Is this another coincidence?
Later, those women caused the curse incident again. Sima Rui just followed the trend. He didn't want to see that woman again. It was only on that day when she knelt on the ground and begged to move to Luoshuang Palace that he re-examined this person whom he favored.
Moon woman.
"emperor……"
"What?" Sima Rui came back to his senses and glanced at Wang Guifei lazily.
"Your Majesty, do you think my newly-made palace clothes look good?"
Sima Rui glanced at it lightly. It was indeed gorgeous and dazzling. The tailoring was just right, fully showing off her impressive figure... This was Jun Jin's outfit, which she had seen at the fashion show that day.
By the way, after returning to the palace, I almost forgot about the scene I suddenly saw that day. It seems that I have to find time to get to know the true face of that weak and sickly little concubine. Is that person?
Her? If it was her, then why did she go out disguised as a woman?
“Very good, very charming.”
"That's right," Wang Guifei smiled coquettishly, "I don't have any suitable jewelry to match."
Sima Rui took a sip of wine. In short, he was asking for a reward.
He chuckled and called: "Gaolu."
"My servant is here." Gao Lu immediately knelt aside.
"Take out the gold ornaments and jades that were paid tribute by Xianbei last month and reward them one by one according to their grade. By the way, give my favorite butterfly-shaped jade ring to the imperial concubine." Hearing the concubines thanking the emperor with great joy, he said
He just smiled and walked out of Yi Lai Palace. He waved his hand to prevent others from following him and walked straight to the imperial garden.
The original thought of admiring the flowers completely disappeared when she saw the place where she knelt that day. She couldn't control the direction of her legs and unknowingly walked towards Jiunianxuan.
The moon was high in the sky, the autumn night was slightly cool, and his mood felt strangely happy again. What was different from usual was that he walked in without announcing.
The dim courtyard was dimly visible due to the bright moonlight, and only a light on the compartment window was visible in the silent space, which was full of warmth. Sima Rui walked over naturally, and when he got closer, he heard the sound of talking. He couldn't help it.
Stop and listen -
"Master, it's getting late. It's time to rest."
"Okay, okay, don't be verbose. Xiao Quanzi, why are you noisier than Yun Ying?"
"Master, don't compare me with that traitor!" Xiao Quanzi said angrily.
I raised my head and said curiously: "Xiao Quanzi, you can use idioms when speaking." Seeing that he was getting angry and ignoring me, I smiled and said: "I'm wrong, I was just joking. Don't blame her.
, Yun Ying naturally has her reasons for doing this. I believe her."
"You are so soft-hearted. Master, please change your clothes. Otherwise, your white clothes will suddenly turn into colorful clothes."
I lowered my head and looked at my clothes. They did tend to get stained. When I was painting in the past, Yun Ying reminded me to change clothes in advance. Naturally, I wouldn't remember it if she wasn't around. Xiao Quanzi must have noticed it.
I put down my painting brush, took off my coat, and put on my usual long black robe. With this free time, Xiao Quanzi came up to look at my painting and said curiously: "Huh?! Master, what are you painting?"
I covered my mouth and smiled: "This is called comics. How do you say it? Comics are a means of recording stories, which is like weaving real things into a story using a special painting method and special characters. Just like someone now
I started writing some short stories, or autobiographies, history books, etc. However, comics are more vivid. You see, this is Wang Guifei, this is Huan Jieyu, and those beautiful concubines, well, this is the emperor. Ordinary painters
The portraits they draw must be realistic, and what I draw is processed through my imagination. Aren’t these cartoon characters cute?” I lowered my head and said to myself. The more I looked at these paintings, the more I liked them. Anyway, in the palace
I'm bored all day long, why not find some fun to pass the time? I'm going to publish a comic series called "Things About Women in the Harem". Anyway, they are all happening around me, so I don't have to worry about running out of material.
, and what Junjin Villa does has always been unreasonable, so it will definitely be a hot seller when it is serialized.
Now that one or two episodes have been drawn, I can let Xiaoqi start packaging a few more episodes. In ancient times, my comics were selling like hotcakes! I’m very excited just thinking about it!
Just when I was wondering why Xiao Quanzi suddenly became quiet, I turned around and called him: "Xiao Quanzi, you--ah?! Your Majesty!" I looked at the emperor who visited late at night in amazement. When did he come?! Isn't that right?
He heard everything I said. He even forgot about saluting. Fortunately, he didn't pursue it.
"What are you looking at? Show it to me."
I stepped back and stuffed all the drawing papers into the drawer. I looked at him awkwardly and smiled: "No, it's nothing."
He didn't say a word, walked around behind me, and saw a table of drawing papers. Fortunately, the design drawings and cartoon drawings were gone. What was on the table were just some sketches and essays that I drew when I had nothing to do.
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He picked up a picture of pear blossoms and looked at it carefully, turned his back to me, and said, "I heard that your aunt, Concubine Xie De, was named the most talented woman in Jiankang. Do you have any objections?" without waiting for my answer.
, he suddenly turned his head and looked at me and said: "My beloved concubine, do you think it's strange? A few days ago, I went on a trip incognito and accidentally saw a figure who looked very similar to my beloved concubine. Tell me, how could my concubine do this?
He ran out of the palace without permission, I think I must have made a mistake, what do you think, my dear concubine?"