Seeing Jun Moran pushing in the wheelchair, Hua Laoyue's eyes lit up, and she ran to him subconsciously, "Master~"
Jun Moran calmly took Hua Laoyue's hand, feeling that her little hand was cold, and suddenly felt distressed. He looked at Jun Qingyu with a dark face, "Is the emperor here to find a minister?"
Jun Qingyu's eyes flickered, "Is the emperor's brother finished supervising so soon?"
"The emperor came to look for a minister?" Jun Moran didn't answer Jun Qingyu's words, but asked his own question again.
Jun Qingyu suppressed the guilty conscience in his heart and twitched the corners of his lips and said: "I came to Xingyue Palace to fetch some things, but I just checked it and found that all my things are gone. The emperor can see those things from me. Up?"
Jun Moran looked at Jun Qingyu expressionlessly: "The emperor said what Laoer did before?"
"Ah..." Jun Moran's blunt words suddenly made Jun Qingyu feel guilty, "It is indeed the little things my cousin made for me before, those things..."
"The officials are all burned." Before Jun Qingyu's words were finished, Jun Moran said with a cold face.
"Presumptuous!" As soon as Jun Qingyu heard this, he immediately exploded, staring at Jun Moran out of anger, "Jun Moran, you are so bold!"
Damn, he dared to burn all the things his cousin gave him. Who gave him the courage.
"Those were made by the courtiers and concubines, but they weren't given to the ministers. Shouldn't the ministers burn it?" Jun Moran asked confidently with a cold face.
Let alone Jun Qingyu, Hua Laoyue next to her started to feel guilty.
Damn it, isn't it all over? Why did you even come up with it? I blame Jun Qingyu, this idiot!
Jun Moran's words made Jun Qingyu choke hard. He was a little lacking in confidence: "That's all the things my cousin gave me. How can the emperor burn everything without asking him?"
"Huh!" Jun Moran snorted directly, and then looked at Hua Laoyue with a grievance. "The minister is also short-lived. The princess has been married to the king for so long, and he has not given anything to the king, but let the king see. Before arriving at the princess, he gave so many things to the emperor. The minister was really savory, so he was dizzy with jealousy and burned the things the princess gave to the emperor. If the emperor blames the emperor, the minister is willing to be punished."
… Hua Laoyue looked at the aggrieved man with a black line.
When did she not give him anything, the wheelchair had made two for him, and he was ashamed to say that she never gave him anything.
Jun Qingyu was so shocked by Jun Moran's words and sentences.
If he is willing to be punished, can he punish him? This is going to spread, he seduce the wife of his courtiers, so does his reputation need it
After choking for a long time, Jun Qingyu could only swallow his anger into his stomach: "Forget it, if it burns, what penalty should I be fined?"
If things are gone, he is not easy to punish him. What else can he do except forget
"The emperor still has others
Does he matter? "When the matter was resolved, Jun Moran began to issue an order to chase off guests.
Jun Qingyu originally wanted to get close to his cousin, but now that Jun Moran returns, he must not get close. He can only say: "I was looking for objects. Since the things are gone, then I will go back."
"Send to the emperor respectfully." Jun Qingyu glanced at Hua Laoyue, as if he wanted to say something, Jun Moran drove people out again.
"Send the emperor respectfully." Hua Laoyue also hurriedly bowed.
Jun Qingyu had no choice but to flick his sleeves and leave.
As soon as Jun Qingyu left, Jun Moran pulled Hua Laoyue into his arms with a black face, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to see him alone?"
Hua Laoyue suddenly felt aggrieved: "Heaven and earth conscience, the concubine did not want to see him at all. Before you left, the prince asked Ye** to invite the concubine to the Imperial Garden, and said that he had already invited the concubine to the Imperial Garden. Don’t worry about your concubine. Don’t worry, your concubine feels uneasy when you look at him. If you are not here, how can your concubine go to see him? That's absolutely not it."
Seeing that her self-awareness is quite good, Jun Moran's face looked better, and he continued to watch her perform.
Hua Laoyue pursed her lips and sold poorly: "The concubine can only pretend to be sick after thinking about it, saying that he has a stomachache, but he did not expect that he will come again. The concubine originally did not dare to open the door, but the door was badly shot by you Once you push it, the concubine has no choice but to deal with him. Don’t worry, lord, he did not take advantage of the concubine this time. The concubine didn’t even touch his fingernails."
Looking at her triumphant little expression, Jun Moran couldn't laugh or cry: "Should that king be happy?"
Hua Laoyue blinked and smiled dryly: "You are not happy, Lord, you see your mood, but you can't blame the concubine for this matter, the concubine is really wronged."
Jun Moran looked at her strange and weird, but he couldn't do anything about her, and reached out to touch her belly: "Is my stomach uncomfortable?"
Hua Laoyue was amused by him, and she hugged his neck and said: "Fool, isn't this an excuse for me? My stomach is getting better."
"It's fine." Jun Moran nodded very seriously, looking at Hua Laoyue with a strange expression.
Sure enough, Jun Moran glanced at Hua Laoyue suddenly: "Since Ai Concubine is innocent, then Ai Concubine will do all the things previously made for that person for this king."
… Hua Laoyue looked at Jun Mo Ran with a dazed expression, completely unexpected that he would give her this trick.
Isn't it all over? He was punished, and she was also punished, how come back
Jun Moran hugged her to the desk: "Let's start with writing love poems."
He also stuffed a piece of paper and gave her a pen.
Hua Laoyue was dumbfounded for an instant, and looked at Jun Mo Ran blankly: "Master, are you serious?"
Jun Moran raised his eyebrows diagonally: "Is this king joking?"
Hua Laoyue blinked, but she didn't look like she was depressed, okay
"You really want me
Write love poems? "Hua Laoyue asked again.
Jun Moran snorted with a sullen face, "What? You can write to him, but you can't write acid poems to this king?"
What a strong vinegar taste!
Hua Laoyue curled her lips helplessly, and smiled at Jun Moran dryly: "Why? The concubine loves the prince the most. Whenever he sees the prince, he will be full of words and thoughts, and countless loves can be turned into love poems..."
"Let's get started!" Before Hua Laoyue finished the nasty bullshit, Jun Moran pushed the paper in front of her.
Well, just write as you write. Isn't it just a few love poems silently? With so many memorized three hundred Tang poems, there are always a few that can be used.
Hua Laoyue gritted her teeth and began to think hard.
Although that is the case, it is still a headache to find a few love poems out of so many poems.
I don't know how long it took before Hua Laoyue finally wrote a sentence. She may not be able to utter the whole poem silently, but she can still write one or two famous lines.
"Lord, look!" After finishing writing, Hua Laoyue handed the love poem to Jun Moran like offering a treasure.
Jun Moran looked at the dog crawling characters on the paper, and suddenly twitched his eyes in disgust: "This king remembers that the handwriting on the leaves is so beautiful, why has it regressed like this now?"
Hua Laoyue smiled with some guilty conscience: "Don't you know that the prince? The concubine has amnesia and can't remember the past at all. Even my brother I have forgotten. Where can I remember the previous handwriting. The prince sees this love poem. It’s your concubine’s feelings for you. You can just read the poem. What do you do with the handwriting of the concubine?"
Her handwriting is indeed not good-looking, but she can't be blamed. She hasn't practiced Chinese calligraphy, so it's strange that she can write well.
Jun Moran finally looked at the poem.
"If it seems that the moon wheel is finally bright and clean, let the ice and snow be hot." Jun Moran squinted his eyes. The poem is a good poem. I didn't expect this girl to have such a good literary style. No wonder he could write sour poems to that shameless guy.
Jun Moran thought, and became sour again: "Such a dry sentence, the leaf was full of it before, write it again!"
Hua Laoyue had a black line and couldn't help but retort: "Where is it full? The concubine seems to have written two sentences before seeing it. The leaves are as big as a palm and can write a few sentences."
Jun Mo dyed his face black and raised his eyebrows: "You have amnesia, but this king has no memory loss. Do you need this king to recite the sour poem?"
… Hua Laoyue’s eyes twitched, sore poems, sore poems, sore poems.
"Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones and knows nothing."
"Looking for long-term memories, short-term love is endless."
"The green water is worry-free, because the wind wrinkles the face. The green mountain is not old, because of the white head."
…
Seeing her writing one after another, Jun Moran was happy in his heart, but his face was still stern: "Not enough, continue to write."
Hua Laoyue is going crazy, gritted her teeth, "These are not good, right? Wait, I'm still ruthless."
(End of this chapter)