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The faint morning light was getting brighter and brighter, Long Tingxuan stood with his hands behind his back on the turret of the palace, watching the rising sun jumping out of the horizon.

His eyes are dark, the profile of his face is beautiful and picturesque, the corners of his slightly raised mouth can faintly show fine white teeth, and his smile is light and calm.

In an instant, the bright sun broke through the sky, and the scorching white light seemed to cover every corner of the world.He narrowed his deep eyes slightly, turned around, and Shi Shiran walked down the turret.

At the corner of the corridor, Long Tingxuan saw Ah Sang bent over and holding the tray.

On the brown gold-painted hollow tray, there are piles of white scrolls piled up layer by layer. A white silk thread hangs from the corner of each scroll, and the end of the thin thread is tied with colored silk paper. lower case.

At this moment, the colored silk paper is blown by the breeze, like a butterfly spreading its wings, dancing around.

Ah Sang's long and narrow eyes lit up, and with a respectful smile on his face, he went forward, "Young master, this old slave has been waiting for you for a long time!"

As if he had never seen him, Long Tingxuan walked straight in front of Ah Sang, and walked into the study with a blank expression on his face.

Ah Sang was a little anxious. The young master's attitude towards him these days was extremely cold. The way he looked at him yesterday was like watching a spy. Transparent people.

To Ah Sang, this was undoubtedly more terrifying than Ling Chi.

Is it easy to be his personal servant?

It's not easy at all...

Goodness see you.In life, he, Asang, is like a hard-working old woman, serving food, drinking and taking care of him with all her heart.In terms of official affairs, his ability to handle affairs is also unambiguous. Which one of the things ordered by the young master has he not done?

He, Asang, can be said to be loyal to the young master from the bottom of his heart.The sun and the moon can learn from his heart!

The young master can't just kick himself because of the matter of choosing a concubine, right?

I didn't rush to lead this job, he is just a lowly servant, Concubine Rong has orders, he dare not obey!

After weeping a lot in his heart, Ah Sang made a bitter face.He hurriedly followed.

After Long Tingxuan entered the study room, he tore off the white and exquisite jade belt around his waist, and threw it on the jade screen.He sat down on the short bench, poured a cup of tea by himself, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

Ah Sang bowed and walked in boldly.As if not afraid of death, he raised the tray above his head.Kneeling down on the bamboo mat, he said: "Young master, Concubine Rong asked the palace servants to pass me a message early in the morning, saying that today, no matter what, I want you, young master, to choose one!"

Long Tingxuan raised his head, with a pair of clear black eyes.As if a smoldering flame was spreading, the corners of his lips twitched slightly.There was a faint smile in Rumei's voice: "The concubine mother is actually more anxious than this king..."

Ah Sang lowered his head, not daring to meet those dark eyes.The invisible coercion in the air made his forehead covered with beads of sweat, winding and slowly sliding down the outline of his fair face, itching unbearably.

Long Tingxuan looked at Ah Sang kneeling silently, dripping with sweat, and suddenly felt refreshed.

A lot of things are pressing him in the court these days, and his father wants him to secretly investigate the secret letter sent by the Tatars and the cabinet ministers related to Captain Zhechong.In order to successfully subdue Nightmare, he spent a lot of mental effort and manpower going deep into Lou Yueguo to investigate Ye Chen's life background. A series of things were on his shoulders, and he didn't even have a chance to breathe.This guy Ah Sang clearly knew that he was an idiot to add to this annoying matter at this moment!

The creed that Long Tingxuan sticks to has never changed, if others make him unhappy, then he will make others even more unhappy!

After taking a few sips of tea, he simply lay down lazily on the soft couch, closed his eyes and regained his composure.

The young master didn't yell to get up, Ah Sang didn't dare to stand up on his own, just like that, he kept holding the tray, knelt on the bamboo mat and waited.

He was anxious, and the beads of sweat on his forehead became even worse. He stretched his neck and poked his head to look at the young master who was motionless on the soft couch, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. After repeating this several times, Ah Sang was finally discouraged.

The young master must have done it on purpose.

Just waiting for myself to beg for mercy with snot and tears...

After about half a column of incense.

"Young master... this old slave knows he was wrong!" Ah Sang said in a hoarse voice.

"Hmm!" Long Tingxuan still closed his eyes, and uttered a sentence with a strong nasal voice: "What's wrong? Why doesn't this king know!"

Ah Sang has black lines all over his head, he really doesn't know where he is wrong.

Concubine Rong's words, does he dare to say that there is something wrong?

Does the young master dare to say that there is something wrong?

Not to mention being in the royal family, even in the homes of ordinary officials and dignitaries, what the master says is always right, and those who make mistakes are all slaves.

"In order to complete the task entrusted to me by Concubine Rong, the young master made you unhappy. If you are unhappy, it is the old slave's fault. It is the old slave's decision. Even if the concubine Rong wants to torture the old slave Executed to death, the old slave is also willing to die, and I must not let the young master make you more trouble...just..." Asang paused, and sniffed.

Long Tingxuan smiled slightly, squinted his eyes and continued to ask: "Just what?"

"It's just that the old slave is reluctant to part with the young master. If the old slave dies, who can serve the young master so well like the old slave?" Ah Sang choked up.

Long Tingxuan laughed, turned sideways, opened his charming and deep eyes, stared at Ah Sang's distressed face and smiled: "You dog slave, do you think so highly of yourself? Dare I love you without you?" , still feel uncomfortable?"

"This old slave doesn't dare to think like that, the young master has learned a lesson!" Ah Sang quickly lowered his eyes and defended.

Long Tingxuan kept smiling, staring at Asang and said: "I see, you are very brave, haha..."

Ah Sang has been with Long Tingxuan for a long time, so he can naturally tell from his smile what the young master's mood is at the moment, and the depression in the young master's chest after his hard-working performance that put him to death.Apparently most of it has disappeared.

So good!

Let's work harder!

"Young master, this old slave will go into the palace to receive the punishment from Concubine Rong. This time, this old slave is already ready to say goodbye to the young master forever!" Ah Sang put down the tray, raised his elbow and wiped the sweat from his forehead , took a breath, bowed his head and gave a big gift, and a muffled voice sounded from the ground: "The old slave bids farewell to the young master!"

Long Tingxuan sneered, watching Ah Sang complete a set of scenes that made people laugh.Only then quietly got up, and sat down.

After watching a very bad show, I managed to relax a bit.

"Okay, put away your disgusting rhetoric!" He twisted his stiff neck, fixed his black eyes on Asang and said, "Since mother and concubine care so much about me, if I don't even look at you. It will inevitably make her lose face, this kind of thing that makes people lose face, this king will not do it easily!"

Ah Sang's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly echoed: "Yes! The young master is wise! This old servant will open it now, let you take a good look..."

Long Tingxuan snorted coldly, then picked up the teacup on the low table.He brought it to his mouth and took a sip, then squinted his eyes and looked at the case for a few times.There are pictures of beauties who are as beautiful as heaven and earth.

"Young master, this is Zhou Xiangguo's daughter, Mrs. Zhou, who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She has a beautiful appearance and is sixteen years old. She is one of the four talented women in the imperial capital!" Ah Sang took the opened scrolls one by one and introduced person's identity.There is no sting in the words to praise, and the rhetoric is the same.Hearing this, Long Tingxuan was slightly speechless.

"...This is the daughter of Master Liu, Minister of the Ministry of Officials. She is good at all kinds of singing and dancing. She looks like a willow in the wind and has an extraordinary bearing. She just reached the age of hair this year!"

"...This is the younger sister of Mr. Zhang, the servant of the household department. She is seventeen years old. She is a model of boudoir ladies in the circle of famous families in the imperial capital. She is famous for being virtuous..."

Long Tingxuan looked at Ah Sang like a gold-medal iceman, introducing him endlessly, and suddenly felt that it was a mistake for this guy to enter the palace as an internal prisoner. How many red lines did you pull?

Ah Sang spoke dryly, and finally finished introducing the woman in the last picture. He stopped to take a look, and at some point, the young master narrowed his eyes again and lay down.

Asan had the urge to sweat again.

Young master, did you just read it?

"Finished?" Long Tingxuan asked lazily.

"Uh, the old slave finished reading..." Ah Sang replied hoarsely.

Long Tingxuan raised his handsome eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Put it away after reading, your task is completed!"

"But young master, Concubine Rong said that today you have to..."

Before Ah Sang finished speaking, Long Tingxuan sat up, leaned forward, and the smile on his face was instantly suppressed, his expression was a little cold, and he said expressionlessly: "Is it the concubine Rong who wants to choose the concubine or the king?" Want to choose a concubine? This king doesn't like her, how can she marry her?"

Ah Sang suddenly opened his eyes wide with astonishment.

Don't even bother?

Just now, those are all well-known boudoir ladies in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital, and they all look ashamed and shameless, and the young master doesn't even like any of them?

My God, the young master's vision is too high, right?

Ah Sang was dazed, standing on the spot, motionless.

Long Tingxuan said coldly: "Didn't you understand what I said? You have completed the task given to you by the concubine mother. Now, you can go to the palace to return to life!"

Ah Sang understood, just now the young master didn't look at the portrait at all, and it was all an excuse to dislike it.

I really don't know what the young master is thinking. His Royal Highness is only a few months older than the young master. They are all married and have several side concubines. It is estimated that the baby will be born next year. The young master is not yet Not in a hurry, not paying attention at all, no wonder Concubine Rong is so anxious.

Ah Sang also knew that the young master was doing it for himself, and since he had seen it, Ah Sang had completed the task.The young master looks down on those ladies, this is not about him as a slave!

"Old slave understands!" With gratitude in his words, Ah Sang put away the scrolls one by one, put them back on the tray, swallowed a mouthful of phlegm, and walked out of the study room. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: recommend a book!

Book Title: "Jianmen Guixiu"

Author: Feather Looking at the Sea

Introduction: The tiger girl of Jiangmen, counterattack the circle of noble women!