A gift from the Queen Mother to the Emperor?
Wen Mo bit his lower lip, turned his face aside, and turned away in Wu Yong's suspicious eyes.
In the study, Bi Lingyuan lay on his face for a long time, and suddenly a faint... and a familiar pomegranate fragrance came from his nose. He pulled the book down, revealing a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes.
He knelt under his bed, wearing a palace maid, wearing a red pancake, and a cluster of bright red pomegranate flowers and dark green leaves dotted between his black hair.
Bi Lingyuan turned over and got out of bed without saying a word. He walked silently to the palace maid with his hands on his back. His eyes were lowered and he reached out to touch the pomegranate flower between her hair.
This palace maid didn't move, she didn't hide, and she kept hanging her head like this, letting his hands touch her hair
Is this a silk-clad flower?
Bi Lingyuan said, gently pinching his slender fingers, pulling them, pinching the hairpin between his fingers, and sniffing it gently, with a faint pomegranate fragrance
The palace maid kneeled down on the ground and replied respectfully: "Report to the emperor, it's made of silk, and winter is boring. Making some hairpins can eliminate the boredom."
Boring? Bi Lingyuan pinched the pomegranate flower and turned back to sit on the couch. Do you mean that the winter in the Forbidden City is boring?
The servant has no intention, and the palace maid replied steadily
It turned out that the gift the Empress Dowager gave him was this palace maid. Bi Lingyuan tilted his head slightly and said: "Raise your head and let me see it."
The palace maid slowly raised her head, maybe she had seen Lu Hanrui, and Bi Lingyuan saw any woman again now, and she was a little bored and had no sense of surprise.
Beautiful eyebrows, beautiful nose bridge, delicate and white skin, making the cherry lips look particularly attractive
The Queen Mother borrowed Lu Hanrui and sent such a small pomegranate flower with silk. No matter how beautiful it looks and bright it is, it is fake. After all, it is less angry that the summer is full of long and long.
Bi Lingyuan's heart was not in a state of turmoil and waved to her: You go down first, Wen Mo will arrange work for you
This palace maid was originally selected by the empress dowager and ordered to send it to the Ganqing Palace. She was so excited that she could serve her in front of the emperor. Unexpectedly, the emperor asked her not even asked her name, so she asked her to go down.
The emperor took the hairpin between her hair...didn't he meant to her?
The emperor... The palace maid suddenly spoke and asked with a little hesitation, "You haven't asked the slave's name yet."
He is worthy of being a slave in the empress dowager and has the confidence to go anywhere. Bi Lingyuan turned the hairpin between his fingers and smiled softly: Then what are you talking about, what are your name?
The palace maid saw that the emperor was relaxed and relaxed, especially when she smiled gently, and she was as bright as the breeze and the moon, and she was inexplicably close to her. She straightened her body and looked at the emperor, and clouds also flew on her face, and said with a smile: Slave Wanyu
Wanyu? Good name Bi Lingyuan felt a little annoyed and smiled more gently. You go down
Wanyu stood up and saw that the emperor was still playing with the pomegranate flower. He was happy. He saw that there was no water in the teacup on the table, so he walked forward and filled his tea.
Bi Lingyuan glanced at the palace maid with his own eyes. He was smart and diligent in his work, but when he thought that she was specially sent by the Queen Mother, he felt disgusted and said impatiently: I want to take a rest, you go out first
The slave is waiting outside the study room, and the emperor can call the slave in at any time.
After saying that, he bowed properly and left. Seeing Wanyu leaving the study, Bi Lingyuan gently threw the silk pomegranate flower into the charcoal basin, and the time he opened his eyes was gone.
Wen Mo bit his lower lip, turned his face aside, and turned away in Wu Yong's suspicious eyes.
In the study, Bi Lingyuan lay on his face for a long time, and suddenly a faint... and a familiar pomegranate fragrance came from his nose. He pulled the book down, revealing a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes.
He knelt under his bed, wearing a palace maid, wearing a red pancake, and a cluster of bright red pomegranate flowers and dark green leaves dotted between his black hair.
Bi Lingyuan turned over and got out of bed without saying a word. He walked silently to the palace maid with his hands on his back. His eyes were lowered and he reached out to touch the pomegranate flower between her hair.
This palace maid didn't move, she didn't hide, and she kept hanging her head like this, letting his hands touch her hair
Is this a silk-clad flower?
Bi Lingyuan said, gently pinching his slender fingers, pulling them, pinching the hairpin between his fingers, and sniffing it gently, with a faint pomegranate fragrance
The palace maid kneeled down on the ground and replied respectfully: "Report to the emperor, it's made of silk, and winter is boring. Making some hairpins can eliminate the boredom."
Boring? Bi Lingyuan pinched the pomegranate flower and turned back to sit on the couch. Do you mean that the winter in the Forbidden City is boring?
The servant has no intention, and the palace maid replied steadily
It turned out that the gift the Empress Dowager gave him was this palace maid. Bi Lingyuan tilted his head slightly and said: "Raise your head and let me see it."
The palace maid slowly raised her head, maybe she had seen Lu Hanrui, and Bi Lingyuan saw any woman again now, and she was a little bored and had no sense of surprise.
Beautiful eyebrows, beautiful nose bridge, delicate and white skin, making the cherry lips look particularly attractive
The Queen Mother borrowed Lu Hanrui and sent such a small pomegranate flower with silk. No matter how beautiful it looks and bright it is, it is fake. After all, it is less angry that the summer is full of long and long.
Bi Lingyuan's heart was not in a state of turmoil and waved to her: You go down first, Wen Mo will arrange work for you
This palace maid was originally selected by the empress dowager and ordered to send it to the Ganqing Palace. She was so excited that she could serve her in front of the emperor. Unexpectedly, the emperor asked her not even asked her name, so she asked her to go down.
The emperor took the hairpin between her hair...didn't he meant to her?
The emperor... The palace maid suddenly spoke and asked with a little hesitation, "You haven't asked the slave's name yet."
He is worthy of being a slave in the empress dowager and has the confidence to go anywhere. Bi Lingyuan turned the hairpin between his fingers and smiled softly: Then what are you talking about, what are your name?
The palace maid saw that the emperor was relaxed and relaxed, especially when she smiled gently, and she was as bright as the breeze and the moon, and she was inexplicably close to her. She straightened her body and looked at the emperor, and clouds also flew on her face, and said with a smile: Slave Wanyu
Wanyu? Good name Bi Lingyuan felt a little annoyed and smiled more gently. You go down
Wanyu stood up and saw that the emperor was still playing with the pomegranate flower. He was happy. He saw that there was no water in the teacup on the table, so he walked forward and filled his tea.
Bi Lingyuan glanced at the palace maid with his own eyes. He was smart and diligent in his work, but when he thought that she was specially sent by the Queen Mother, he felt disgusted and said impatiently: I want to take a rest, you go out first
The slave is waiting outside the study room, and the emperor can call the slave in at any time.
After saying that, he bowed properly and left. Seeing Wanyu leaving the study, Bi Lingyuan gently threw the silk pomegranate flower into the charcoal basin, and the time he opened his eyes was gone.
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