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Qionghua came in with desserts. Seeing Shi pengpeng sitting in a daze, she thought she was still sad for being kicked by the emperor. Wensheng advised: "Niang, don't think about it. Jinchuan'er's elder sister specially made sweet pimple soup, saying that Niang likes it most at home."

Shi Chuang took it, scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth. It was her favorite food. She used to make it from mother Liu, but later Jin Chuaner learned how to make it for her from time to time. Every time she ate sweet pimple soup, it reminded her of the days in the northwest, the freezing seasons, the bustling post stations, the travelers from all over the world, and all kinds of new things Among them, Shi Yingying's voice is the clearest, while her father, general Du, is playing around her in silence.

She always looked at her parents from a distance, and saw that there was a strong love in their eyes. Later, she knew that it was happiness. She hopes that she can be as happy as her parents in the future. She has a husband who loves her and loves her. She doesn't need to be lingering. She can make people feel at ease with just one look.

But reality After all, it's not so satisfactory. Let her stand and watch. Now it's all done.

She didn't feel sad for this, but she felt a little confused. On the night watch day, she noticed that Mo Ronglin seemed to be afraid of her. Later, she thought that it was too late that day, and she was in a bad mood. How could the emperor be afraid of her? But just now, she was kind enough to help him. She saw the panic in his eyes Because of fear, so will be in a hurry under a kick out, this is people in panic under the subconscious action.

So the question is, why is mo Ronglin afraid of her?

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Qionghua called her anxiously, "Niang Niang?"

Shi pengpeng came back to her and said to her with a soothing smile, "this palace is OK. Go down." If we can find out why Mo Ronglin is afraid of her, maybe she can turn the tables.

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when Shi pengpeng was lost in thought, Mo Ronglin was in a daze. He promised Jia Lanqing that he would respect Shi pengpeng, but he kicked her.

Four Xi quietly come in, "emperor."

"How's it going?"

Four Xi expert than, "empress waist has such a big bruise."

"She must have scolded me."

"No, the empress said that it would not be in the way. It would be like hitting the corner of the table."

Mo Rong Lin is silent for a while, "calculate she knows interest."

Four Xi think of the wind and rain outside, feel it necessary to remind the emperor, "the emperor to punish who, since no one dare to chew the tongue, but that is the queen after all..."

Mo Rong Lin is stuffy, "I didn't mean to, she wants to touch me, I just kick her."

Four Xi this just understand come over, worry of way: "three small Lord entered a palace, the emperor still didn't......"

Mo Rong Lin's eyes fixed for a moment, "call Yang Gui Ren to come here tonight."

"Yes, slave."

Yang Guiren was born in a family of rites and music. She plays the piano well. But she didn't expect that her father-in-law asked her to bring the piano with her. She wondered if the emperor would listen to her play before he went to bed?

When she arrived at Chengde hall, she knelt on the gold brick, the candle flickered, and the shadow on the ground stretched and shortened from time to time. She stared at the deepest place in front of her, which was the shadow of the emperor.

"No gift." Mo Ronglin said, "look up."

A pink face slowly lifted up, gorgeous as peach and plum, but Mo Ronglin has no waves in his heart. After all, he is not a shallow person, and a beauty with an empty skin is just a skin to him.

However, he still showed a gentle look, "I heard that you are good at playing the piano. Please play a song for me."

During the day, Yang Guiren sees Mo Ronglin angry. When he comes here, he always beats a drum in his heart. He is afraid that he will annoy the emperor if he doesn't understand the rules. But now the emperor smiles at her, and she is frightened and flattered. She thinks that it must be the queen who hates her so much that the emperor can't help kicking her. When the emperor doesn't get angry, he is really kind. She will be moved.

She was determined to give a good performance and let the emperor know what she wanted.

Qin had already been set up on the table. She was about to go by when she heard Mo Ronglin say, "take off your windbreaker."

The king of Jin has always said that he would like to bully a woman when he sees her weak and boneless. So far, he has seen two women wearing bedclothes, but he has not found the feeling of bullying them.

Yang Guiren's face was dripping blood. Shyly, he got rid of his jacket. The little eunuch on the side took it over and backed away.

His body was still thin under the wind jacket. He looked really weak and boneless, but his heart was like a calm lake. He only felt that if he got sick, he would get better slower than ordinary people.

He remembered that Shi pengpeng came to watch the night that night and was wearing a robe. I don't know if she was so thin when she took off her robe

With the sound of the piano, he regained his mind and felt dizzy. What did he want to do?

Yang Guiren's piano is really good, and the appearance is very pleasant. He slightly lowers his head, the candle light reflects half of his face, the long eyelashes are low, and the slender jade fingers are pulling the strings. The sound of the piano is like a spring, pouring out from his fingers and ringing in the palace.Mo Ronglin is half tilted. First he appreciates the beauty playing the piano. Later he feels that closing his eyes can better understand the artistic conception of the song, so he closes his eyes. Sure enough, the sound of the piano is like moonlight, like flowing water, like a waterfall, like a jade bead falling on a plate, like the wind blowing across the field, like lovers whispering

Yang Guiren plays a song full of passion, and his fingers gently hold the string that is still slightly trembling. The slaves standing in the distance are all intoxicated by it. When they come back to their senses, they all look at Mo Ronglin who is leaning on the bed.

Mo Ronglin knew nothing about it. He was fast asleep and snored softly.

Yang Guiren, "..."

She helpless hope to Wang Changliang, who will tell her, what should she do?

Wang Changliang was a good man. He couldn't bear to go to the Dragon bed and called Mo Ronglin, "emperor, Emperor..."

Mo Rong Lin turns over impatiently, faces the wall and leaves a figure for him.

Wang Changliang had no choice but to ask Yang Guiren to go back first.

"I play the piano very well. The emperor sleeps soundly. It's late at night. I'll go back and have a rest and listen to the music tomorrow."

Yang Guiren, "..."

She didn't know what to say, so she felt a little oppressed. She came to serve the emperor, not to coax him to sleep

Early the next morning, the emperor's reward came down, which was almost the same as that of Liu Guiren. After reading a long list of four Xi's, without waiting for Yang Guiren to ask, he took her to one side. "The slave knows what the little master asked. Last night, the emperor fell asleep after listening to the music, but the emperor took care of the little master's face, so it's called a file. This is the emperor's great love for the little master."

Yang Guiren is busy and thanks again, but she is at a loss in her heart. She didn't wait for her bed, but she has to thank her. Is this something wrong

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