Drink a glass of wine under the moon, and drink for three people.
In the same moon, there were two shadows in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but Fu Heng was the only one in the pavilion of Fucha's mansion.
"Master." Qing Lian walked into the pavilion with a cloak in her arms, "You drink too much..."
There were seven or eight empty jugs at Fu Heng's feet. He poured himself a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all, and then half-drunk and half-awake smiled: "Today is the first time I've calculated the emperor, and it's worth a lot."
Qing Lian was stunned: "Calculate the emperor?"
Gulugulu, the wine was poured into the cup, Fu Heng smiled and said: "Yingluo caught Xiaoquanzi for stealing, used his hand to hide the loot in the palace market, and pulled the noble concubine into the water. This is the first step. She was too late. Stand still, let Xiaojiaconcubine mistakenly think that she has passed the test, and use Xiaoquanzi's handle to bite Xiaojiaconcubine. This is the second step. These two steps alone are not enough. Although she is favored, there is always a hidden danger. "
Qinglian: "What the young master said—the past of your concubine?"
Fu Heng raised his head, and the glass of wine was empty again. In this way, cup after cup, he was drunk, and those words hidden in his heart unknowingly came out: "I once asked for marriage in front of the emperor, and Yingluo contradicted many times. , This left a thorn in the emperor's heart. When I came back from the battlefield, the emperor must have a heartbroken heart. He is an emperor and a man... "
Qinglian nodded knowingly.
Not to mention an emperor, even an ordinary man would not tolerate his wife having an affair with outsiders.
"... What's more, this person is his brother-in-law, his most trusted confidant." Fu Heng said lightly, "As long as this thorn is kept, even if the concubine is favored, it will be like walking on thin ice and in danger! Instead, it is better to do it yourself. , pull out this thorn..."
"Master..."
"I'm here." Fu Heng looked up at her drunkenly, his eyes softer than the moonlight, "Yingluo, as long as you need me, I'll be there, no matter what way."
Qinglian was taken aback, what did he call himself? Yingluo... concubine
She had always felt a little strange before, and even had some small expectations. There were so many maids in Fucha's house. Fu Heng treated her differently. She didn't know the reason for herself, and neither did others. There were many speculations in private. And until today, the truth has come to light.
"My eyes, my appearance, or my voice?" Qing Lian thought to herself, "Which point is it... like a concubine?"
"How are you doing now?" Fu Heng asked her softly, "Did you... everything went as you wished?"
Qing Lian was silent for a long time before she carefully stretched out her hand and pressed it on the back of his hand.
"I'm fine." She replied softly, even at this moment, even at this moment, she wanted to become a concubine and let him treat him tenderly.
"That's good." Fu Heng looked at her with a sigh of relief, "It's good to be able to help you, don't worry, I've done everything I can for you, the emperor already knows what a setback is. , jealousy, worrying about... all for the first time in his life, and with these, he will..."
As he spoke, he slowly crouched down on the table, buried his face and expression on his arm, and murmured, "I will really take you to heart..."
In the past, you were just a favored concubine, but in the future, you will be the woman the emperor really cares about.
The wine glass on the table was pushed out by him, clanged, and fell to the ground.
Qing Lian hurriedly picked it up, and then whispered to him: "Master, Master..."
In response to her, only a small snoring sound.
Qinglian looked at him quietly, and after a while, the cloak in her hand gently covered him, and she whispered: "But young master, this is so unfair to you, the emperor has gained loyalty from you, and ordered the concubine to obey you. There's love here, but yourself... nothing."
The shadows of the trees outside the pavilion were mottled, and Er Qing, who was also holding a cloak, hid behind the tree and looked at the two people in the pavilion coldly.
In the Yanxi Palace, gardenias are in full bloom again.
It is interesting to say that this flower seems to symbolize the wealth and decline of Yanxi Palace. When Wei Yingluo fell out of favor, even the potted plants would be moved out of Yongxiang to smoke the toilet, but when Wei Yingluo was favored, the whole house was full of gardenias, blooming. Prosperous as a dream.
Gardenias bloomed in the yard, but an orchid was painted on the rice paper.
"This stroke is not drawn like this." Hongli stood behind Wei Yingluo, held her hand, and taught her to draw stroke by stroke.
It's a pity that rotten wood can't be carved. He has already taught it hand-to-hand. The orchid on the painting is still crooked. At first glance, he thought it was a monster in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
"It's not like this painting, the flowers and simple leaves are thinned, and the orchid mood is created." Hongli grabbed Wei Yingluo's hand and forcibly took back the abducted sum, lest the orchid on the top would have two more beards. "Steady! Hey... You have to learn from Concubine Chun. The orchid paintings of Concubine Chun are the best. Although the brushstrokes are light, they show extraordinary character."
Wei Yingluo snorted coldly, snatched the pen, and added three orchids.
Hongli was surprised: "Yingluo, what are you doing?"
Wei Yingluo: "I don't like very simple orchid pictures. The more gaudy the better, can't I?"
Hongli laughed: "You are unreasonable."
Wei Yingluo: "The emperor thinks that Concubine Chung is good at painting, so go and paint with her. The concubine is a vulgar person, so she naturally draws very vulgar!"
It turned out that it was not that rotten wood could not be carved, but that he was jealous.
Also, if you don't paint gardenias all over the yard, what kind of orchids do you paint? This is the Yanxi Palace, not the Zhongcui Palace with orchids everywhere.
Hongli was a little funny in his heart, so he coaxed her: "Okay, okay, I just made a slip of the tongue, your painting has improved a lot."
Wei Yingluo turned her face away and ignored him.
Hongli laughed: "Why is it so easy to get angry? It's all my fault, I compare you with others."
Seeing that she was still ignoring himself, Hongli thought for a while, suddenly picked up a pen, brushed brushes, smeared two more flowers on the orchid picture, and then showed the painting to her: "Don't be angry, now I'm with you You are always satisfied!"
Wei Yingluo turned her face slowly: "The emperor is very vulgar!"
Hongli laughed: "Where am I being tacky?"
Wei Yingluo pointed at the bookshelf with a smile.
Hongli: "What's wrong?"
Wei Yingluo stepped forward, took out a scroll of paintings, and couldn't help laughing: "This scroll of magpies and flowers in autumn colors, did the emperor still ask for it back?"
Hongli: "What are you laughing at?"
Wei Yingluo spread out the picture and pointed to chapter after chapter: "One, two, three, four, five... There are more than forty chapters, all of them are the calligraphy and seals left by the emperor, happy to knock one, unhappy. Knock on one too, like the dog-skin plaster that concubines and concubines saw under the overpass in the past, but I can't even open it!"
People are not sages, and they always have some small quirks and hobbies, but Hongli is the emperor, and others dare not speak of him. Now that Wei Yingluo called him out, he was a little embarrassed on his face, and he slapped the table heavily: "Presumptuous!"
Wei Yingluo didn't seem to see the gloomy expression on Hongli's face, she dropped the painting with a smile, and went up to hug his waist: "Your Majesty, your concubine said you were tacky, but you made such a big fire! Compare your heart to your heart, you said that your concubine is tacky, concubine Of course the concubine is not happy!"
This time, Hongli snorted coldly, turned his face away and ignored her.
The feng shui took turns, and Wei Yingluo came to coax him: "Okay, okay, the concubine is not angry, and the emperor is not angry, okay?"
Hongli is not as coaxing as she is: "You will be punished for copying imperial poems a hundred times!"
Yingluo was shocked: "Your Majesty, your concubines and concubines don't like all your poems, so let's punish you for copying Tang poems."
Hongli: "Wei Yingluo!"
Wei Yingluo laughed, raised her hands, pinched his earlobes on both sides, like coaxing and acting like a spoiled child: "Okay, okay, just copy the royal poem, but there is no good inkstone in the concubine's palace, the emperor's black inkstone. , precious and beautiful, can you give it to your concubine?"
Hongli ripped off her hand: "No rules! Wujin inkstone is not known to the world, it is very precious, I only have this one!"
Her hand was out of order, pulled away, and stretched it out again, shaking his arm around him for a while, shaking his neck for a while, and finally shaking Hongli's heart.
"Give it to you, all to you!" he said angrily, "Don't laugh, come here and finish painting the orchid!"
After speaking, he wrapped the person in his arms and taught her to draw again.
"… what is this?"
"The emperor can't see it."
"Say."
"Mantis."
"Wei Yingluo!"
At the door, Desheng and Li Yu looked at each other.
"Director Li." Desheng's eyes were full of disbelief, "It's the first time I've seen a woman like Ling Concubine after a servant has been in the palace for so long."
Li Yu: "Don't say you haven't seen it, I haven't seen it either! There are three thousand beauties in the harem, everyone is gentle, courteous, and obedient, so there is a wonderful flower called Lingbi."
Desheng took a peek inside the room and lowered his voice: "Mr. Li, the servant saw that just now that the concubine pinched the emperor's ear, and dared to pat the dragon's head! Oh my God! I'm going to lose my head!"
Li Yu sighed: "Others treat the emperor as the honor of the ninety-five, but she is the only one who treats the emperor as an ordinary person! Laughing and scolding, it is all up to your heart, when you are unhappy, you dare to slap the emperor in the face, but the emperor will eat it. This set! Weird!"
Desheng shook his head: "This is really scary for the concubine, who is scratching the dragon's beard all the time! Even if others know the secret of her favor, no one dares to follow her example. If you are not careful, your head will crack!"
Li Yu laughed, and quickly sank: "Why don't you change the tea soon!"