Chapter 1423

Because for Gu Zheng, the difficulty he had imagined was how to exchange bodies with the emperor a hundred times.

But when he really entered the palace, he found that the real difficulty he faced was how he could meet his majesty.

The women in the palace have tried their best to stop Gu Zheng from sleeping for the first time.

After entering the palace for nearly a month, the same group of selected beauties as Gu Zheng have been sleeping. However, the Cuizhu residence where Gu Zheng lives is like a secluded paradise. The emperor has never set foot in it.

It was not that situ Jingming had no interest in Gu Zheng. On the contrary, a few days before he entered the palace, the curious emperor wanted to be lucky to him.

However, when all the people work together, whenever the emperor thinks of this woman, there will always be some small things in the harem to delay the emperor's footsteps. When Gu Zheng was cut off for the eighth time, the emperor who is not strong in the persistence of one thing, Even if he completely forgot the Zhao Chang He personally sealed in that remote corner.

Gu Zheng, who was far away in a corner of the palace, was quite clear about this situation.

He even knew the details of where the emperor went and why the empress of the palace cut him off... Clearly.

In the harem where xiaoforgetshu opened the three-dimensional map.

In addition to being situ Jingming, a small yellow dot representing the neutrals, the whole screen is full of red dots, large and small.

This is simply a feast full of evil spirits in the cave. He has a big mouth towards the only little sheep, Gu ZHENG'ER.

Gu Zheng, the culprit of all this, was in no hurry.

The little maid he sent out has collected a portion of all the plants in the palace for him.

Later, Gu Zheng shut himself in his room and began to keep busy.

If it were not for the sake of maintaining the stability and unity of the world, Gu Zheng, who was also holding the powder in his hand, would have killed all the women in front of him.

Now, only by this small hand can we attract the attention of the forgetful emperor.

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The stars are beginning to appear on the branches of the moon.

Situ Jingming, who had not entered the harem for a long time, didn't want to talk nonsense with women who only knew how to laugh and talk about the wind and moon.

He entered the harem for relaxation and comfort, not to listen to those complaints and desires.

Now he just wants to walk in the imperial garden and enjoy the beauty of drunken flowers and closing the moon.

"Shasha..."

Although the blooming roses open in the daytime, the delicate peony will close quietly at night.

But in the moonlight, there is a beauty blooming in the dark.

Just as now, in a cluster of flower beds specially prepared for the night, moonlight flowers emit a Burning Halo in the bright moonlight on the branches, and the lonely night jasmine is also set off at the other end of the branches.

Such a large flower garden has become a pure white ocean. The emperors who come here at night can't help but indulge in it.

"Poof!"

In such a silent night, a little sound can wake people's dreams.

When this sound came from the sky, Xiao Anzi, standing behind situ Jingming, took a small wrong step forward and covered his majesty with a small half of his body.

The appearance of an insect made situ Jingming stretch out his palm and stopped father-in-law an's intention to warn. The emperor and his party of 17 paid all their attention to the flower garden in front of them.

Because this sound is caused by the overwhelming number of moths. They rush to the moonlight flowers and rush up the powder scales all over the sky.

"Cough! What the hell is this?"

Situ Jingming, who covered his mouth and nose for the first time, frowned with disgust. When father-in-law an was going to ask someone to quickly take the insect net to disperse the moths, he waved again to stop Xiao Anzi's next move.

"Go! Follow up and see where these moths are going?"

Because just after the moths swooped aimlessly into the flowers of the moonlight flower for a while, they flew in line towards the depths of the imperial garden.

Hearing his Majesty's order, father-in-law an refused in his heart, but the habit formed all year round made his body obey his Majesty's order.

He led the way in front. With the emperor behind him, he followed the group of moths through the winding path and came to a slightly bleak green bamboo forest.

These moths are not regular visitors to bamboo.

But at this time, there seemed to be something in the depths of the forest that attracted them and let them rush forward one after another.

After passing through the chaotic bamboo, the moths circled in a suddenly bright place for a long time and refused to leave again.

Chasing the wheezing emperor, looking at the scene in the open land, he couldn't help muttering: "what's going on?"

Because they all saw that there was a small bamboo Pavilion, a small bamboo table and a small bamboo chair in the open land.

There is moonlight in the pavilion, just like an immortal flying,

There is sandalwood burning under the shelf, which looks like a sea of clouds,

There is a beauty sleeping on the chair. It is unreal and not like the world.

This situation, this scene, this person, are surrounded by moths contaminated with the glory of the moon.

In the dancing, the fragrant powder is scattered, showing a dreamlike feeling.

Seeing this scene, Grandpa an blinked and lowered his whole head.

Situ Jingming, with a slight smile, spread his big sleeve behind him and enjoyed the scenery with his hands on his back.

If the imperial view of beauty is copied by court painters, it must be another good story.

But for Gu Zheng, who directed such a play himself, only he knows the bitterness.

"Shit! Laugh and forget the book, NIMA!"

"Is this the secret recipe of the imperial concubine of the previous dynasty you found out for me, attracting butterfly fragrance?"

"You come out and explain! What's all the powder on my face?"

"Come and read after me, e, moth of moth!"

"If the emperor doesn't act again, I will be the first concubine to die of dust silicosis in history!"

"Shit, my nostrils are almost blocked!"

As an irresistible laughing and forgetting book, it was also very wronged. It trembled and explained for itself:

"No, my Lord, if you light this incense during the day, it must be butterflies. If you have to order at night, people are sleeping. You can only come and guest play a close relative moth."

"You are not the legendary imperial concubine. People only recruit butterflies, not bees. How drag!"