Devious emperor's gossip concubine

Su Xiaoxiao said politely, "the emperor's inspection outside the palace is a great event for the country and the people. How dare my ministers and concubines delay."

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao, his eyes turned, and said, "the imperial concubine hasn't eaten yet, I......"

Before Shangguan Junlin finished speaking, another voice sounded outside the door.

"Emperor, empress Mei Fei is waiting for the emperor outside the duanrong palace." xiaoqingzi conscientiously ignores Ning Lu's angry stare and gives a loud notice.

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao. He didn't seem to hear the voice outside the door. He smiled and said, "Aifei has been practicing calligraphy?"

"Yes," said Su Xiaoxiao, "didn't the emperor order my concubines to practice calligraphy? My concubines naturally have to obey my orders."

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a gloomy face. The smile in his eyes was gradually replaced by anger.

Su Xiaoxiao showed a decent smile and said, "emperor, Princess Mei is still waiting outside the palace."

"Princess Ai is driving me away?"

Looking at the anger in his eyes, Su Xiaoxiao didn't open his eyes slightly.

After a moment of silence, Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao and didn't speak. The dark color in his eyes passed by. After all, he finally recovered his tenderness, and the anger seemed to disappear out of thin air.

A gentle and light voice came, "grind it for me."

"Someone is still waiting outside," Su Xiaoxiao said without looking at Shangguan Junlin. "The emperor should have dinner now."

Shangguan Junlin stretched out his hand, gently raised Su Xiaoxiao's face, and said, "I'm not waiting, too?"

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao drooping his eyes, Shangguan Junlin continued: "grind it for me."

"... yes."

The faint fragrance of ink lingered around. Looking at the serious painter in front of him, Su Xiaoxiao felt a faint sadness in his heart again. She can not nostalgia, a nostalgia will be reluctant.

Didn't she decide to give up herself long ago?

And if one day he found that his was actually Liu Wuyi, what would be the consequences? At that time, if he let go, she... If she can't give up.

If you don't want to

Shangguan Junlin put down his pen and looked up, but he saw that Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of dark colors, "what's Aifei thinking?"

Su Xiaoxiao thought again, "has the emperor finished painting?"

"Well," Shangguan Junlin picked up the picture spread on the table, handed it to Su Xiaoxiao and said, "does Aifei know what this is this time?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked down at the painting in Shangguan Junlin's hand. The red flowers on the painting were not as closed as last time, but already in full bloom and looked very beautiful.

The two flowers are perfectly connected, just like heaven.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the painting, covered the tremor in his eyes and said, "is the flower painted by the emperor the same as last time?"

"Love imperial concubine doesn't know what this is?" the very light tone sounded almost frostbite.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Shangguan Junlin and said very naturally, "after my concubine came back last time, she forgot to check, so she still doesn't know the name of the flower."

After hearing this sentence, the slightly cold tone collected all the money. Shangguan Junlin said faintly, "how long does it take to love the imperial concubine?"

"I don't know..." the slender hand suddenly stroked Su Xiaoxiao's lip flap and blocked his words.

"I'll give my concubine five days," said Shangguan Junlin, rubbing the white lips in front of her because of her tight bite. "In five days, I hope my concubine can tell me the name of this grass?"

After that, Shangguan Junlin took a step and walked out. Slender and perfect body, showing bullying oppression, but this oppression has always been discounted in front of her recently.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the painting in front of the case and gently rubbed it between his fingers.

"Assorted grass has a flower shape and is red. Therefore, two plants of grass grow together, like lovers in the world embracing each other, so it is also called Shuangsheng grass, which is the flower of love in Nanhao country. Because the flowers bloom together, when the assorted grass blooms, it also indicates that their love will blossom and that they are willing to be married.

The ink still hasn't dried, and the ink seems to be still at the tip of the nose. When I rubbed my fingers, I scratched a few petals and stained them with a trace of ink.

Outside the door, the voice of condensation sounded gently, "Miss, dinner is ready."

"Well," Su Xiaoxiao picked up the brush just put down by Shangguan Junlin and said, "I'll use it later. You use it first. Don't worry about me."

Hearing such a weak voice, Ning Lu suddenly felt a little unable to breathe. It seemed that she suddenly felt some pain in her heart. She couldn't help worrying and said, "Miss..."

"Nothing, go on." the casual tone contains cold.

Ning Lu stopped and said, "Miss, Ning Lu is waiting outside. What can I do for you, miss?" she always felt that the Miss seemed more and more different from the former Miss.

Although I still joke with her and indulge her, I don't care as much as before. And sometimes she felt that when there was a fire in the house before entering the palace, the cold and frightening lady she saw was not her illusion.

Moreover, sister lingran seems to be a little different.