Yun Ruoyue rolled her eyes, and said solemnly: "The emperor has been preaching the virtue of frugality. As Princess Li, I should set an example and prevent waste. If you don't eat with me, I will waste all the food, Your Majesty." Don’t you want to punish me? In order to prevent the emperor from punishing me for a crime of recklessness, you all sit down and eat with me.”
"Ah?" When the little girls heard this, they sat down in fright.
Of course they don't want the princess to be punished.
"That's right, come on, let's eat together, let's start." After Yun Ruoyue finished speaking, she pulled out a roasted chicken leg first, and she bit into it, tearing the fragrant, tender and smooth chicken leg with her mouth without any image.
After swallowing a mouthful of chicken legs, she couldn't help but wiped the corners of her mouth, and sighed: "Wow, I haven't eaten such delicious chicken legs for a long time. The skin is golden, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender, and it smells like honey. When I got up, the Q bombs were refreshing and tender, and my stomach was touched."
She spoke for the poor original owner.
The original owner married into Li Wang's mansion for half a year, but he has never eaten such delicious food.
Seeing that the princess was eating deliciously, the maids couldn't help themselves, picked up the food and started eating.
Their fate is worse than that of the princess. The princess has not eaten chicken legs for half a year, and it is rare for them to eat chicken legs once in their life.
So they ate excitedly, and after a while, the dining table became very lively.
Once everyone gets to know each other well, the sense of restraint is gone.
As the name suggests, Jiu'er is very good at drinking. When she gave an order, several girls started drinking, drinking and playing wine orders.
Play to the fullest, everyone is drunk crazy.
Feng'er directly sighed: Feiyue Pavilion has never been so lively, today is the happiest day for them.
Seeing everyone drinking so happily, Yun Ruoyue couldn't hold back and drank a few drinks secretly.
Her capacity for alcohol was very shallow, and she was drunk after only a few drinks, and her body was leaning there limply.
After a while, she was already flushed with drunkenness, and her figure was swaying.
Suddenly, she stood on the table and shouted to everyone: "How about I write you a poem?"
"Wow, ma'am, you actually know how to write poetry?" Feng'er said in disbelief.
Before she was ten years old, because of her beauty, the empress was very useful to the Prime Minister's family, so she received a good education. Yun Xiang specially invited famous teachers to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and ode, and wanted to teach her Train to be a princess or queen.
It's a pity that after her disfigurement, Yun Xiang gave up on her and never invited a famous teacher to teach her again.
She herself gave up on herself and was unwilling to study. After a long time, she naturally knew nothing, and even forgot everything she had learned before, so she couldn't write poetry.
But the empress was so happy, so Feng Er let her go.
Yun Ruoyue thought for a while, then drunkenly said: "How much is life like when you sing about wine? For example, the morning dew, the past days are bitter. Generosity should be generous, worries and thoughts are unforgettable, how can you relieve your worries? Only Du Kang, Qingqing Zijin, leisurely My heart, but for the king's sake, I have pondered so far... "
"Wow, what a poem, what a poem!" The Fengers clapped their hands in amazement.
How can the young lady know how to write poetry, and write so well.
When Chu Xuanchen walked to Feiyue Pavilion, he saw such a scene.
Yun Ruoyue was standing on the table, looking up at the sky. She was holding a jug of wine in her hand, and was pouring it into her mouth freely and freely.
She took off her shoes and socks, her pair of snow-white feet were delicate and lovely, each toe was as round as grapes, crystal clear. The breeze blew her long hair, revealing her delicate and beautiful face. She looked desolate and melancholy, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.