After wearing the book, Ben Gong lay down all the way to win

Chapter 698 Siluo
Linglong smiled and said: "In spring, hundreds of flowers bloom, but no matter how beautiful the flowers are, they can't compare to the sisters in the palace. Sister Yingbi is the most beautiful and lovely flower among them."

The emperor smiled and said: "The empress is right. Concubine Ying is cute and cute, bright and bright. She is the most beautiful Gesang flower given to me by the Mongolian grassland."

He commented in detail: "In the harem, when it comes to appearance, Empress Minghui is the first, Concubine Jia and Concubine Shu are tied for second, Concubine Jia is as bright as fire, Concubine Shu is as cold as the moon, each has its own beauty, but the beauty is there. Skin, the most important thing is temperament, if it has no personality at all, it will be like wood, it looks good, but it has no charm at all."

Concubine Jia said tenderly: "In terms of personality, Concubine Shu is the woman with the most individuality, but she is lonely and awkward, she doesn't know how to adapt, just like that bamboo, she would rather bend than bend..."

Before she finished speaking, the emperor's face became gloomy: "That's fine, what is Concubine Ti Shu doing, don't mention her again in the future."

Before Ting Lan showed her true face, Concubine Jia and Concubine Shu were tied for the first place in beauty, but Concubine Shu was proficient in poetry, had extraordinary literary talents, and had more topics to chat with the emperor, so she was more favored.

For so many years since Concubine Shu lost her favor, Concubine Jia has been worried that Concubine Shu will return to favor again, so she deliberately brought the topic to Concubine Shu in order to prevent her from returning to favor.

After all, the emperor only has one. If Concubine Shu is favored, her favor will be a bit thinner. In addition, Concubine Shu and Linglong have always been on good terms, so once she regains favor, it is hard to guarantee that she will not use the emperor's favor to hurt her.

Concubine Ying asked curiously: "Concubine Shu? Who is Concubine Shu? Why hasn't the concubine been in the palace for so long and hasn't seen her yet?"

Concubine Jia said: "Concubine Shu is one of the four concubines, she is a beautiful and talented woman, but her temperament is too arrogant, the emperor dotes on her a bit, she becomes arrogant and indulgent, and finally fell out of favor, now living in Chuxiu Palace, She stays behind closed doors all day, so you haven't seen her."

Concubine Ying has always admired talented and arrogant women, hearing what Concubine Jia said, she couldn't help losing her temper.

But when she saw the emperor's face was very ugly, she rolled her eyes and hurriedly smiled and said, "Arrogance is something that a man can have. What kind of arrogance do we women want? Women regard submissiveness as virtue, and she is as tough as bamboo. The concubine can never do it, and the concubine would like to be like Si Luo, relying on the tall and stalwart tree of the emperor."

The emperor couldn't help but smile when he heard her speak so sincerely: "That's well said, I just like how gentle and docile you are like Siluo."

Linglong glanced at Concubine Jia: "The concubine heard that Korean Chinese cabbage is salted and turned into kimchi, which is also soft. Why does Concubine Jia speak with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, without the softness of kimchi at all?"

Concubine Jia snorted: "The concubine is not a pickle, how can there be the softness of a pickle? The empress and concubine Shu have never been close, be careful to become someone like her, and provoke the emperor's disgust, so don't blame the concubine for not reminding you .”

The emperor scolded: "That's enough, don't mention Concubine Shu anymore, Concubine Jia, today is a good day for viewing flowers, don't lose your interest."

After hearing this, Concubine Jia obediently closed her mouth.

At this moment, a burst of singing came from the peach forest not far away, wafting in the air with the glutinous and sweet powder sprinkled with gold and beet peaches.

The singing voice was clear and melodious, fragrant and sweet, but it carried a trace of spring sorrow, such as resentment and admiration, such as weeping and complaining, the lingering sound was lingering and endless.

(End of this chapter)