The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 644 644 Billion Brocade Drunk ([-])

"You servant girl really doesn't have a clear head. Don't you even know what is righteous? How can you be so reckless to serve in front of your empress." Suixiang said.

"The servant girl knew it was wrong, she knew it was wrong."

"If you make a mistake, just go down and receive the punishment yourself."

Today's flower viewing is not a flower, but isn't she and the queen just the red peony and the pink peony?
There are many people who watch the excitement, and there are many people who know about it. The emperor respects the queen as a guest, that is, he is polite.

I used to talk about going to the queen's place on holidays, but now, not to mention going to the queen's place, even the harem is rarely entered, and every time I enter the harem, I don't even turn over the sign, and go directly to Zhongcui Palace.

It was as if she was the only woman in the harem.

Concubine Qi rolled up the juanpa in her hand angrily, and the queen gave her a comforting look.

"The villain is successful, let her be in awe for a few days, and then she can't move anymore."

These few days, Huanzhu always went to Zhongcui Palace from time to time, sometimes with pastries and other things.

More often, he would take Hong Zhan to play with Hong Li.

Yi Jin thought it was Concubine Qian who was apologetic to him, so he ignored it.When I have time, I will make obscene clothes for fourth master, so it will soon be Qixi Festival.

Qixi Festival is not popular in the palace, most of them are harem empresses, where there is no girlish feeling, but when the maids go back to the river and secretly set up lanterns, more and more people are not secretly.

Concubine Qian persuasively persuades Yijin to ask for the news of the Seventeenth Lord, but Yijin has no choice but to persuade Concubine Qian to go and light the lantern to make a long-cherished wish.

Concubine Qian asked Yi Jin to write some words of miss, and Concubine Qian liked her handwriting, so she gave the lantern with the written words to Huan Zhu.

Yi Jin in the Hall of Mental Cultivation held the obscene clothes in his hand with a smile that was not a smile, and presented it in front of the emperor with a bit of shyness.

The emperor glanced at Yijin thoughtfully, and sat beside her. The table was full of fragrant dishes and fine wines, and he spent time with her.

"Doesn't the emperor like that dress?"

Seeing that fourth master poured himself a glass of wine, Yi Jin asked.

"I like it, as long as it's made by Jin'er, I like it. It's just that a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and today is Qixi Festival, so I want to have a few more drinks with you."

After all, there are certain words and certain things that he does not believe.

It is said that he speaks the truth after drinking, so he thought so, and planned to do so.

"I remember that our Jin'er is very good at drinking." Si Ye smiled and sat beside her, and handed the wine to Yi Jin.

"Why is Jin'er so quiet today? Could it be that our Jin'er has nothing to say to me on Qixi Festival?"

Yi Jin lowered her head and smiled, she had prepared a lot of words, but now she saw her and didn't know what to say.

"Our Yuan'er's current Danqing paintings are quite elegant. When the emperor is free, you might as well go to the concubine's palace to have a look." Yi Jin smiled and drank a glass of wine as a respect.

"Okay! Yuan'er is my favorite prince and the smartest among them. He will never let me down."

"The emperor is eccentric, and my concubine thinks that Hong Shi and Hong Zhan are also smart." She smiled and served the emperor dishes.

"Really? But I still decided that our Yuan'er is the smartest." Fourth Master persisted. The two of them toasted each other, and under the moonlight, they talked about cooking wine and pouring tea.

"A spring feast, a cup of green wine and a song, and three wishes to Chen. First, I wish my husband a thousand years old. Second, I wish my concubine a long life. Third, I wish to be like Liang Shangyan. I will see you again every year. Your Majesty, Jin'er toasts you."

Slightly drunk, the indifference of Fourth Master's eyes was fleeting, and the waist holding Yi Jin Yingying was a little heavy.

(End of this chapter)