Devious emperor's gossip concubine

Shangguan Junlin looked at the words on the paper and said with a smile, "I'm worried about my concubine. As long as I practice more in the future."

If you want her to practice calligraphy, you might as well kill her.

"Emperor, my concubine can be ye's husband, but the emperor also wants to promise my concubine a condition."

"What conditions?"

Su Xiaoxiao said firmly, "I don't want to practice calligraphy."

"Why?" although Shangguan Junlin asked, he obviously didn't intend to adopt it.

"My concubine has passed the age of practicing calligraphy, and now I won't improve any more," Su Xiaoxiao said with wide eyes. "If I have time to practice calligraphy, I'd better do more things for the emperor, so that I can repay the emperor!"

Shangguan Junlin frowned slightly and said directly, "say something I believe."

"... too boring."

"Ai Fei seems to have a lot of books?"

Threatened her with her book!

He has the final say that he will not be ashamed of Huang Ting, but he will not be ashamed of it. "He can not watch it every day. When he is trained, it is not what she says.

But who is Shangguan Junlin? He guessed Su Xiaoxiao's careful thinking.

Therefore, when Su Xiaoxiao was still secretly thinking about countermeasures, his small hand had been held by the people behind him.

"Princess Ai thinks very much for me..."

The breath beside his ears was a little damp and hot. Su Xiaoxiao suddenly froze, and his hand unconsciously turned with the action of Shangguan Junlin.

Shangguan Junlin held Su Xiaoxiao's hand and wrote the poem again, but he saw that Su Xiaoxiao still didn't respond.

"Love imperial concubine doesn't plan to see?" Shangguan Junlin joked.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard the sound, he quickly withdrew his hand.

The characters on the rice paper look much better than before. At least they are well behaved. It seems that they can get into the eyes. That rainbow momentum, because it adds a woman's tenderness, it looks a lot more mellow.

"I can write it myself."

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao, whose ears were already red, but his face was a little wrong.

"Your Majesty."

Xiaoqingzi's voice sounded outside the door. Shangguan Junlin frowned slightly. What he wanted to say was also interrupted.

"What's up?"

"Mei Fei from Zhuang Xian palace invited the emperor. She said that she had prepared the pastries that the emperor told her last time. She would wait for the emperor to come."

Xiaoqingzi said it again, but after waiting for a long time, there was no sound in the room.

Su Xiaoxiao noticed that the people behind him didn't move. He just felt a little flustered at the bottom of his heart. He whispered, "the emperor has something else to do. My concubine won't delay the emperor. I'd like to send you to the emperor."

Shangguan Junlin looked at the woman who bowed her head and saluted in front of her, and some inexplicable displeasure flashed in her heart. Even with the action of embracing just now, she still didn't rely on him for half a minute.

Xiaoqingzi looked at the sky and said, "emperor, do you need a slave to tell empress Mei Fei?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked down at the poems on the rice paper silently. These two poems have been deliberately ignored since the snow Yuan Festival. She couldn't think of it when she thought about it.

"Princess Ai, don't forget about tomorrow."

In the quiet room, gentle and smiling words scattered in, which sounded no different from usual.

Su Xiaoxiao said, "Oh."

Shangguan Junlin took Su Xiaoxiao's reaction into his eyes, flashed a faint smile in his eyes, and then walked out of the door.

As soon as xiaoqingzi was about to speak again, he saw Shangguan Junlin coming out of the room.

"Is the emperor going to Zhuang Xian palace?"

Shangguan Junlin smiled and said, "return to the Dragon Palace."

In front of the desk, Su Xiaoxiao looked at the mellow handwriting and held out his hand. His white jade like fingers brushed gently. The ink was stained, but it didn't make her feel dazzling.

Su Xiaoxiao looked suspiciously at the direction of Guan Junlin's departure. It seemed that some things were faint, but could not be caught. It's just that the ears are inexplicably hot.

"What are you doing?"

The clear voice came without warning and brought Su Xiaoxiao out of his meditation. The trace of abnormality in the bottom of my heart dissipated when I had no time to detect it.

"Bai Yi, can you stop haunting like this? Fortunately, I don't have heart disease, otherwise I don't know how many times I've died." Su Xiaoxiao stared at Bai Yi in some displeasure.

Bai Yi was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "what is heart disease?"

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to be vague, but considering that Bai Yi also studied medicine, he answered patiently.

However, even if Su Xiaoxiao was patient, he still didn't understand, so Su Xiaoxiao couldn't say a reason after thinking for a long time.

"Heart disease is probably what you call heart disease. It can't be stimulated at will. Of course, it can be divided into congenital and acquired. Anyway, it's very complex, and the scope should be wider than heart disease."

Aware that what Su Xiaoxiao said was incomplete, but it was somewhat based, Bai Yi said, "how do you know this? Do you know medical skills?" he lowered his eyes and covered the strange flash when he asked this question.

Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile, "I can't understand medicine. These fights were just heard when I was a child."

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's negative answer, Bai Yi's worries and worries were slowly put down.

Su Xiaoxiao walked out from the table and looked at the poems on the rice paper. He was a little inexplicably upset. Therefore, he didn't notice the difference of white clothes.

Looking at Su Xiaoxiao's injured arm, Bai Yi said coldly, "your arm is hurt?!"

Su Xiaoxiao took a casual look at his arm and sat down at the table without answering. Anyway, if she doesn't answer such an obvious thing, Bai Yi will know the answer.