But She’s So Charming

It was late at night, and the bustling shops in the daytime were closed one by one, and only the courtyard deep in the alley was lit up one by one.

A horse-drawn carriage ran through Yongyang Street without delay, to the end of the alley, and finally stopped in front of a yard with dark red lights and shadows.

An entourage pulled up the reins and jumped down. After stopping, he lifted the curtain made by Yunjin and said to his noble duo inside: "Master, Jun Mengyuan is here."

Junmeng Court has a peculiar architecture and occupies a vast area. The outside is a garden building with red bricks and green tiles, and the inside is a unique landscape like the Huizhou architecture.

It is several rooms wide, with halls in the center, rooms on both sides, and a "patio" on the top. However, just below this "patio", there is a bronze mirror several hundred feet long.

The insiders know that this bronze mirror contrasts with the sky, and what is reflected in the four seasons is the beauty of the entire capital.

Gu Jiuniang noticed the sound of horseshoes at the door, so she repatriated the miscellaneous people, and hurriedly knelt to the front door.

Immediately afterwards, she heard an entourage speak: "Master, the master told you to exempt you."

The voice was sharp and thin, both male and female, and it was not difficult to guess what the identity of the person behind him would be.

Gu Jiuniang's knees were faintly soft, and she leaned on the stone steps on the side with her hands, and barely supported her body. She gave a woman's gift first, then looked up and said: "The slave servant...The slave servant has sealed off the yard, and the wing rooms have been properly arranged. Please also ask the two...Master to move."

Rao is Gu Jiuniang who has seen a lot of nobles from Tianhuang in her life, and she never thought that the master of this world would be so handsome. beautiful.

Gu Jiuniang realized that his gaze had gone beyond, so she quickly lowered her head. What shouldn't be seen, what shouldn't be heard, she also knows clearly.

"How about here? Is the emperor still satisfied?" The speaker has a pear vortex at the corner of his mouth, and his tone is frivolous. He looks like a young man. If the dragon pattern sachet on his body is not enough to confirm his identity, others must think he is. The one beside him is the current majesty.

Although King Ying did not answer, his slightly frowned brows could already see his displeasure. Obviously, this influential place of fireworks is not to his heart.

Gu Jiuniang's heartbeat was already mentioned in her throat with Wang Ying's expression. She knew that the two in front of her were not the dignitaries that she used to fool with all her charms.

If you don't pay attention, you can lose your life lightly.

The father-in-law Xu also saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and hurriedly greeted him with a smiling face: "It is May, and the weather is hot. The minion ordered the master to prepare herbal tea and ice grapes for the masters. I wonder if the masters can..."

"Your Majesty said that there are important matters to discuss with the ministers, and what he said is the important matters here?" Wang Ying's voice was originally low, and the ending sound now has a bit of bitterness.

As soon as this remark came out, Father Xu's heart "cocked" first.

This trip was extremely absurd, but when your Majesty heard that the folks had come out of a stunning beauty, he wanted to take King Ying on this trip. What should I do now... His Royal Highness King Ying was obviously angry.

Your Majesty and His Royal Highness are the same female compatriots, who grew up together since childhood, which can be described as brotherhood. But the old people in the palace knew that if this gentle and jade King Ying had a temper, he would be no different from an ordinary brother who scolded his younger brother.

"Brother Emperor, do you remember what the queen mother entrusted before leaving?" Emperor Jiaxuan said suddenly.

Speaking of Queen Xian, Wang Ying's face changed slightly.

King Ying stood motionless under the tree, and his long stature was stretched even longer by the bronze mirror.

The Ufa, which was originally hanging behind him, was suddenly blown to his cheeks by the evening breeze, causing the whole person to reveal an inexplicable and unclear vicissitudes and sadness.

"In recent years, you are not close to female sex. I thought it was the ladies in the capital that were too boring for you to like, so I deliberately found a talented lady like Sujin from Jiangnan to give it to you. Whoever thinks you are still unmoved. From now on, the emperor's brother is afraid that he has forgotten the words of the mother's queen!"

The words "mother and queen" have always been the knot of the brothers.

Before the death of Emperor Xian, Empress An took the initiative to bury Xian Emperor. When the first emperor saw that the queen was so affectionate for him, he was moved. Not only did he pass on the throne to her son, but also let all the concubines be buried with her on the same day.

In this way, all princes except King Ying had to rush to various fiefs in the following year, and they were not allowed to return to Beijing without an edict.

The imperial power, also at the sacrifice of a queen An, got unprecedented concentration.

But Empress Ann left too early, she hadn't gotten married when she was the first prince Song Xuan, and Song Pei, the fourth prince had not grown up.

Thinking about that day, Empress Ann took the hands of the four princes and exhorted: Your brother’s deserted temperament will definitely not dare to marry him in the future. If you become the emperor in the future, you must be the surrogate mother to discipline him...

There was no sound around, and even the leaves did not dare to be blown off easily by the wind.

"Fine." Wang Wang sighed, and he closed his eyes, seeming to acquiesce in his arrogance.

After all, the same trick has been used too many times, and he already knows his brother's tricks very well. If the dispute continues, I am afraid that the memorandum of advice tomorrow will fill the entire book case.

King Ying turned around, glanced in the direction of Gu Jiuniang, and said helplessly: "You lead the way."

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"Ning Zhi, go and see if Shiyin's dance is ready. When you are ready, tell her to come in first. If you are allowed to sit down, go and call Wuer and other first-class girls together."

"Jiu Niang didn't ask Wu'er to come out first?" Ning Zhi asked puzzledly.

Gu Jiuniang replied meaningfully: "The girl I raised with my own hands, I know it myself." If she doesn't push her into a desperate situation, how can she give herself out.

The dancer is on the left and the musician is on the right.

Lian Shiyin chose the most difficult piece of sunset drunk, and under the gaze from a high place, he turned for 18 laps, gradually lowering his waist every lap, until the most charming curve was revealed.

After the song was over, Emperor Jiaxuan raised his wine glass, took a sip, and laughed: "I can't imagine that this folk has such an outstanding dance skill."

Lian Shiyin was really taken aback when he heard the word folk. Gu Jiuniang only told her that the person in this wing was a noble person, but did not elaborate.

But... can you say that they are private here...

Isn't that...

Thinking of this, she hurriedly knelt in the same place, and even said it a few times ashamed.

So interesting, it is natural to be issued a red sign.

Lian Shiyin was pointed to the side of King Ying. As soon as she took her seat, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitched. If she could foresee this opportunity today, she would definitely not say anything to the official surnamed Wu.

Then several maiko came in one after another. After each song ended, Gu Jiuniang asked the people inside to add another pot of good wine.

When Tang Wu opened the door, there were already two girls waiting for drinks inside. Her gaze flicked across the ground lightly, and she saluted first, and then slowly waved the white gauze Fuyun sleeve on the right side.

Such a stunning beauty couldn't help regaining the interest of Emperor Jiaxuan, who was already slightly drunk. He put the folding fan on the table and motioned for her to speak up.

Tang Wu's eyes closed tightly, she knew that success or failure was only this time, and this time, if she lost, she would have to enter the Cheng'an Bo's Mansion and wait for death.

She lifted the skirt and walked forward. The sound of the piano and the sheng intertwined, and gradually sounded from behind the screen, and then spread across the entire yard.

The touching and slavish voice overflowed softly from her mouth. This taste was like the last sip of wine made by soldiers on the battlefield. It was exciting and endless...

The hands are like catkins, the skin is like fat, the collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like a rhinoceros. That's a beauty like Tang Wu.

Her frowns, smiles, and every move are all fascination tunes that strike a man's heartstrings.

This Junmeng Garden has no false name, and it is really where the monarch goes.

When Tang Wu sang to the end of the song, she slowly opened her eyes, raised her hand to block her cheeks with a fan, only revealing a pair of vague and enchanting eyes.

She looked forward. She wanted to see a young man who was fascinated by her, but she didn't want to. This glance made her beat the beat and lost her mind.

King Ying sits on the inside, the dark purple dark lines are straight, and his temperament is clear and high.

But such a calm and deep appearance, together with the aroma of the house full of wine and the big red beams, is a bit out of place.

Just look at even Shiyin who is sitting next to him understands. Lian Shiyin had tried every means to snuggle against him, but she didn't dare to lift her eyelids, for fear that one more glance would make him bored.

Tang Wu felt amused, and she had endless curiosity about why such a handsome and noble son appeared here.

Tang Wu lost consciousness for a while, and he couldn't take back this look in the future, so he attracted King Ying to look over.

With such a pair of eyes, the little **** the stage immediately seemed to be holding her acupuncture point, and she couldn't move.

The expression in that person's eyes was like Yu Niang once described, with a cluster of fire, with a trace of inquiry, with a trace of interest...

This should be interesting.

Not only was the tempo messed up, King Ying's movement of tapping the rhythm on the armrest also stopped. He sat on a high place and stared at her, and his gaze made her panic in every possible way.

Tang Wu bit his lip and moved his eyes from bottom to top. Then, she turned around, raised her hand, took off the step of her head, and poured black hair onto her back.

She wanted to bet once, whether her beauty would make such an expensive young man lose consciousness for a moment.

She walked in front of him, knees down, slowly knelt beside him, and she pulled the placket an inch above her chest with her backhand. Before others could react, he raised the wine gob high, tilted it slightly, and slowly poured the wine into the collarbone.

Taking wine on the collarbone is the ultimate she can do.

But after a while, King Ying remained motionless. Such a situation made Tang Wu's hands sweat layer after layer.

With Lian Shiyin's sneer, her face became redder and red.

In fact, Tang Wu couldn't tell how she would have such courage today. She didn't know who the person was, so she dared to touch the tiger's long beard.

Seeing that he didn't move, she had to show her white tender hand, and stretched her claw to hook the palm of the man's palm.

One click, neither light nor heavy.

At this time, she had long lost the glamour she had just now, and all that was left was the plea in her eyes and the sadness in the corners of her mouth.

In the end, when she was almost desperate, Ying Wang Qing had a pair of fists in front of her body, holding her waist that was about to fall. His warm lips lightly held one side of her collarbone, and drank the "wine in the glass" as many times as possible.