Devious emperor's gossip concubine

Shangguan Junlin said, "take all my night sleep records of last month."

Ah?

He's coming again?

In fact, he remembers everything. As long as the emperor asks, he will be able to say it. After all, this kind of thing, for him, is something he must know. Because this is related to the establishment of the harem, the candidates for the future queen, and in case a concubine is pregnant, it's also good to conduct research just in case.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't notice anything about the little historian's trip. He just felt that it was selfish to call people over, call people back, and then call people over again. In this big winter, it's easy to catch a cold after one trip, not to mention three trips.

Wu Yuyi secretly glanced at Shangguan Junlin. He can only blame the little historian for his lack of eyesight and daring to look at Princess Peach like this.

Su Xiaoxiao looked at an old Wu who bowed his head and said, "Wu Yuyi, sit down."

Stop kidding!

Old Wu didn't even dare to look at Su Xiaoxiao. Sit down? The emperor is standing. How dare he sit! Concubine Tao, please forgive me. I'm used to groveling. Just drink tea, madam.

Su Xiaoxiao seemed to want to deliberately compete with Shangguan Junlin and said, "if someone likes to stand, let him stand. Old Wu, you're old. It's not good if you flash your waist. In case someone is pregnant again in the future, you need old Wu to run more times."

Wu Yuyi decided that he didn't hear anything. This is a matter for the emperor and his mother. He just needs to treat himself as if he doesn't exist. He is a great doctor. He can heal himself if he flashes his waist, so he doesn't bother his mother.

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao's provocative appearance. Qingjue's face was so smart that he could no longer put his face on. He immediately sat down opposite Su Xiaoxiao and poured himself a cup of tea.

Su Xiaoxiao looked coldly and said, "the tea is cold, xiaoqingzi, change a pot of tea."

Wu Yuyi looked at the heat preservation stove next to him and told himself that he didn't see anything. Just change the water. Anyway, the emperor has no opinion.

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao's action to clean up the cup. He inadvertently swept through his fingers and accidentally touched the cool fingers. Su Xiaoxiao made a move, then took it back as naturally as possible and continued to take back all the tea cups.

"Here you are, Emperor."

"Come in."

Xiaoqingzi came in with inexplicable hot water and the poor little historian behind him. The little historian looked so hard that this time he just looked up at Shangguan Junlin and had no strength to look at Su Xiaoxiao again.

"Give it to the wind girl."

Wind girl?!

There is really a wind girl!

Su Xiaoxiao took it directly and then said, "well, Hello, I came out of liuyefang."

This sentence made old Wu almost gasp. The empress of peach imperial concubine is really... Different. The little historian was surprised when he heard this sentence. He looked at Su Xiaoxiao. The wind girl is liuyefang!

Su Xiaoxiao turned a few pages and then threw it on the table. In a bad tone, he said, "what do you want me to see?" just let her see that he had been in Zhuang Xian palace for more than half of last month? Another half month in Zhihui palace and Daiyan palace?!

Shangguan Junlin frowned when he saw Su Xiaoxiao's reaction, and his face was cold when he opened the book.

Shangguan Junlin looked at the records in the night sleep record book, and his face was very ugly.

The face of the little historian Shangguan Junlin and his uneasy heart suddenly reached the extreme. It's not easy for him to get to today. He has an 80 year old mother and a three-year-old child. He can't have an accident.

The little historian himself may not have found that his sadness has spread all over the Qilong palace. Su Xiaoxiao should have said that she was very angry, but after seeing the reaction of the little historian, she suddenly felt that she didn't have to be so angry because of the comparison.

Shangguan Junlin looked at Su Xiaoxiao and paid attention to the little historian. His face immediately became more ugly.

"What's going on?" the cold voice made the little historian kneel down.

"Emperor, I don't know what's going on." the little historian almost cried. What can he do about the emperor's night sleep. He is just a small official in charge of copying. He, he can't do anything.

Shangguan Junlin said, "I ask you, you are responsible for recording this night's sleep?"

The little historian said, "yes, Weichen is responsible for transcribing the records of the emperor's night sleep."

Seeing the response of Shangguan Junlin, Su Xiaoxiao was confused, but it didn't mean she could forgive.

"Mr. Shangguan, where are you going to rest? Who can manage? Why bother a small official about the things in the record book."

The sarcastic words made Wu Yuyi want to faint immediately. The peach imperial concubine is so bold. The emperor is afraid to be angry!

Xiao Shi didn't care to be afraid, because miss Wan Feng's words had made her too late to be afraid.