Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 561 Fairy Shu (1)
Kuyi only felt sweating profusely, palms clenched tightly, bright eyes turned slightly, saluted gracefully, and said as gentle as a chrysanthemum: "Your Majesty, Kuyi asks the emperor to ask the emperor to allow Kuyi to teach the concubines in the palace how to use incense with a secret recipe, so that everyone is picturesque." Madam has a natural skin fragrance, so no one is jealous of Madam Hua, and it seems that the emperor also has a kindness for his concubines."

The emperor's dragon pupils were burning, and he smiled and said: "That's fine, if I love them dearly, I will allow you to use incense to practice art, but you have to choose the flowers and plants that I like."

"What kind of fragrance does the emperor like the most?" Kuyi asked boldly.

"The emperor is not allowed to say, let her guess. If she guesses right, she will be rewarded. If she guesses wrong, she will be redeemed with gold." moving.

The emperor laughed: "Hua'er is a weird spirit, so I just listen to Hua'er. Zhuo Kuyi, you can go and plant the incense. If there is something I like, the ransom will be waived."

There is starlight in Kuyi's eyes, and she salutes safely: "Kuyi obeys fate."

After all, Tingting walked away and went to Yanju to make incense.

Her back is as lush as a chrysanthemum, and her steps are as light as a butterfly. She is very beautiful. The more she looks, the more she resembles Yao'er, but Yao'er is a little more lively, but she still has a calm posture in her spirituality.

The emperor followed her beautiful figure, and there was a trace of strangeness in his eyes, with a slight imperceptible tenderness.

Gui Hua frowned, and immediately smiled coquettishly: "Your Majesty, look at the brocade embroidered by Hua'er. It is a new technique of Chengyun Embroidery. Lord Ronghou is really wise, and he is not inferior to that wonderful embroidery." .”

In a trance, the emperor stretched out his hand to take the Chengyun brocade handkerchief, full of praise.

But in the bottom of my heart, I was thinking about Yao'er's playful appearance, and my lips could not help but curl up with pampering, soft like a green catkin: "Yao'er, the embroidery is really beautiful! I just like your wisdom, pure and innocent, just like me Mind."

Gui Hua was stunned, anger ran over her chest, and she pushed him tenderly: "Your Majesty, is it so beautiful?"

The emperor suddenly came back to his senses, and said perfunctorily: "It is indeed extremely beautiful, and the painting is very good at embroidery, I appreciate it very much."

Saying that, he stood up and said in a deep voice: "I should go back to the Xuanshi Hall to review the papers, the painting is good to rest!"

Yin Luo, without waiting for Gui Hua to reply, immediately walked away, as if fleeing.

Gui Hua had no choice but to personally send him out of the Yimen Gate, and quietly hid behind the door, watching the emperor's robe fluttering rapidly, his steps staggered, as if he was in a hurry to see someone.

Sure enough, the king stopped in front of Wuyuan Palace, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the door opened immediately for people to enter.

He went to see Xiao Yao again.

This bitch, even after she died, people hated her endlessly!

Gui Hua was so angry that she clenched the brocade handkerchief tightly and threw it on the ground with all her strength, the golden steps on her head swayed unsteadily, as if she was raging with rage, and she would only stop after eating the bone marrow of that bitch.

Xiaoluo picked up the brocade handkerchief casually, and said coldly: "What's the use of hating a dead person? If you read the Sacred Heart again, it will be a dead person!"

Guihua was shocked by the news, yes, she is a dead person, and no matter how much a dead person fights, she can't compete with a living beauty. If she is really alive, she can see herself stealing her favor and the Lord's favor. Heart, must hate her to the bone, right?

Xiao Yao, it's a pity that you can't see it. If you are alive, I will make you feel like a human being.

Gui Hua's beautiful contact lenses twirled Frost, sharply pointed at the blooming woody chrysanthemum at her feet, and stomped it away with her foot, the woody chrysanthemum shattered to the ground, and the petals turned into juice and mud.

Xiao Luo's eyes flashed sharply, and then turned indifferent.

In the side hall, Kuyi prepared dozens of incense offerings, and went to Changqiu Palace to ask for the queen's decree. With the queen's decree, he could do business with the concubines in various palaces cheaply.

(End of this chapter)