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For several days, Mo Ronglin didn't go to find Shi pengpeng again. The servants at the bottom were very confused. Why did the emperor not care when the empress went back to Fengming palace? Was only the cold palace suitable for love?

If Mo Ronglin doesn't come, Shi pengpeng naturally won't take the initiative to go to him. She is willing to help him, but she has her own bottom line. Now they are embarrassed. It's better not to meet each other.

Jin chuan'er didn't understand the reason and advised her, "Niang Niang, the emperor hasn't come here recently. She is too busy. She can go to see the emperor. Princess Xu has been banned. The emperor doesn't pay attention to other people. Don't miss such a good opportunity."

Shi pengpeng glanced at her and said, "do you mean to compete for favor in this palace?"

"Why not?" Jin chuan'er doesn't think so. Although the empress is the right wife, there are too many concubines for the emperor. How can we do without dispute?

Shi pengpeng slammed his cup on the table and left.

Jin chuan'er finds that her mother is angry and wants to catch up with her. Qiongyu pulls her and shakes her head silently. Jin chuan'er puts her head down and sighs.

No one wants to share her husband with other women. But who asked Shi pengpeng to marry the emperor? The emperor not only has concubines, but also many concubines. There are 3000 beautiful women in the harem. On the surface, women's life is more dangerous than men's. you can see from Liu Guiren's fate that there will be more women than Xu GUI in the future No matter how fierce the empress is, she can't be prevented without the emperor's escort. Now the emperor is kind to her, and Princess Xu has forbidden her. Other people are not enough to worry about it. They don't grasp the good opportunity. After the draft, many fresh and delicate girls will rush into the back palace. Most men are fond of the new and dislike the old. Who can they remember?

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in Chengde hall, Mo Ronglin passed on Yang Xiuyi to accompany her. Inexplicably, Yang Xiuyi was summoned to take the Qin with her. Besides playing for the emperor, she didn't know what else she could do?

Four Xi led people to the side hall, Yang Xiuyi toward the empty room to worship, "my concubine, please the emperor Sheng'an."

In front of him came the sound of slow footsteps. Soon, the dark blue edge of the water foot robe appeared in the sight. Under the edge of the robe were thick soled boots covered with black and gold. She knew that the emperor came to the front, carefully held her breath, but the next moment, her heart raised to the throat, the emperor actually helped her.

The big hand on her arm seemed to be tight for a while, and she didn't let go when she lifted it up. Yang Xiuyi didn't dare to look up, and his hand became a fist under her sleeve. His mind was so confused that he didn't know what to do next?

Mo Ronglin's eyes fell on Yang Xiuyi's arm. Her arm was covered by her broad sleeve robe, but under his palm, the arm was very thin, as if he would break it with a little force. He doesn't like women who are too weak. He doesn't think weakness is beauty. What he appreciates is a woman who can stand alone like Shi pengpeng. Shi pengpeng's arms are thin, and the bones under his skin are hard. He doesn't panic when he holds them, and he laughs freely

The emperor was distracted, but Yang Xiuyi couldn't hold on. She held her breath for too long. She couldn't help but roared out of her throat. Mo Ronglin was startled by the noise.

Yang Xiuyi knew that he was shocked by the emperor. He was terrified in his heart. Por Tong knelt down with a cry. "Emperor, I deserve to die."

Mo Ronglin looks at the shivering woman lying on the ground, frowns, weeps and kneels. It's annoying! It's the queen who can stand the trouble. There's so much trouble in her family, and she doesn't cry all day long. Not everyone has that tenacity Wait, how did he think of Shi Peng again?

He sat on the chair and said to Yang Xiuyi, who was kneeling on the ground, "get up. Since you have brought the piano, you can play it for me. If you play it well, I forgive you for your innocence."

Yang Xiuyi immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She did not dare to say anything else. In terms of piano skills, she was confident and got up. The little Eunuch in the chamber had already set the piano. She sat down cross legged and tilted, raised her arms slightly, swayed her sleeves slightly, dropped her fingers, pulled the strings, and the clear sound of the piano was floating in the open hall.

The servants at the bottom did not dare to look directly at Yang Xiuyi, who was playing the piano. However, the sound of the piano circled the beam and told the story. Everyone was intoxicated by it. Looking at the emperor sitting on the chair, he was calm and half closed. He didn't know where he was looking?

Wang Changliang thought that the emperor would go to sleep as he did last time, but he didn't. after sitting for a while, he changed his posture and continued to maintain a posture that seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.

What Yang Xiuyi plays is a joyful song. The flowing water is murmuring, the birds are chirping, the flowers are in full bloom, and the paper kite is flying in the sky, depicting the scene of tourists' outing in spring. Her superb piano skills bring us into the season of warm spring and blooming flowers, making the fuzzy scene a vivid picture.

At the end of the song, the strings were still shaking under her fingers. There was no sound in the hall. The people on the throne did not speak, and no one dared to move. They all looked at the emperor, but the emperor was still, and the old God was sitting.

Yang Xiuyi only looks good at Wang Changliang. I don't know if she will continue to play? A symbol of war in ancient China Lovey dovey destructed opium. What

Wang Changliang didn't disturb the emperor, he nodded his head. So Yang Xiuyi started second more. She thought that the emperor might not like to listen to the melody of love. So she didn't respond. She played a war spirit.However, the man on the throne was still sitting lazily, half closed her eyes, completely immersed in her own world. Yang Xiuyi suddenly had some self doubt. She clearly showed her own housekeeping skills. Why did the emperor not care? Did her piano skill really go back to such a stage?

Wang Changliang couldn't keep silent this time. He also saw that the emperor was completely free from the sound of the Qin, and there was no point in playing it again. He stepped forward and called softly, "emperor, Emperor..."

Mo Rong Lin slightly raised an eye, "eh?"

"Is Yang Xiuyi still playing his piano?"

Mo Rong Lin's eyes moved to Yang Xiuyi, who was in a panic. He waved to her, "come here."

Yang Xiuyi immediately got up and walked to the emperor.

"Hand out."

Yang Xiuyi obediently stretched out her hand, palm up, she did not know what the emperor was going to give her, or for her to see palms?

Mo Ronglin looked at the hand for a moment. He held out his hand, palm down, as if it was going to cover Yang Xiuyi's hand. But on the way, he hesitated, folded up his four fingers and left only one finger. He was very cautious and gently touched Yang Xiuyi's middle finger to walk.

The Dragon Boat Festival is healthy.

Today's wish is that the latter one is one vote away from the little princess. I hope the gap can be widened. c'mon?? Ladies and sisters, little brother.

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