Song of Complaint: The Emperor's Heart is Unpredictable

It was night, the Champs Elysees Palace was brightly lit, and the birds were singing.

The princesses in the harem and court wives all went to the Champs Palace to pay their respects, and the emperor personally hosted a banquet to welcome Anping.

The emperor is not good at women, after ascending to the throne, he only appointed two people around him as talents, and they were not very favored.And the latter position is like a fake, so naturally Anping is respected.Jingyang sat in the main seat, and Anping sat next to him.

The two talented men arrived late and confessed to the emperor one after another.Anping looked at the two of them carefully, one was Wu Zhaodi and the other was Qing Hongluan, they were carrying the embryos of beautiful women who were beautiful and beautiful, and they even dressed up specially tonight.

Wu Cairen was wearing a light white palace dress, elegant but not plain.On the contrary, it has a little more dusty temperament.The wide skirt meanders behind, elegant and luxurious.The black silk like black jade was simply tied up in a bun, and an unknown white flower was inserted obliquely, making it even more elegant and refined.A few plump and round pearls are randomly adorned in the hair, making the dark cloud-like hair more soft, shiny and moist.The beautiful eyes overflowed with brilliance, and there was a light smile between the red lips.

On the other hand, Qing Cairen wears a rose-scented Xiaying gauze corset with thin cicada wings, a light green skirt with flowers and soft smoke around her waist, and a big red plum blossom gauze that stretches across the floor.The waist is like a thin willow, too full to hold.Qiaoxiaoqianxi, beautiful eyes looking forward to Xi.Like a blooming peony, it is gorgeous, charming and stunning.

Anping looked at the two amazingly talented people, and then looked at herself. There was only a carved wooden hairpin inserted obliquely, the crescent eyebrows were lightly swept, and the yellow palace dress on the forehead was so light and not vulgar that even Zhu'er scolded her for wearing it. It's not stylish at all.In fact, no matter how beautifully you dress, it is just to make the person you like pay attention to it.

Then the emperor ordered people to open the banquet.

During the dinner, the two talents competed to curry favor with Anping, causing Anping a lot of headaches.And the emperor also expressed dissatisfaction with the forehead.Anping looked at Jingyang's frowning eyebrows, then looked at the expectant gazes of the two talented people, and sighed in his heart.

"Today is just a family banquet, you all enjoy yourselves, Prime Minister Zuo is still waiting for me in the imperial study." Jingyang stood up after speaking, and Xiao Xuanzi hurriedly followed. "Anping, I see that your Champs Palace is very deserted. Tomorrow, I will order someone to pick out some useful palace servants for you."

Anping got up to thank him, knowing that Prime Minister Zuo was just an excuse, but he didn't hold back, "Thank you, brother, but he is busy with state affairs, and he has to take care of the dragon's body for the sake of the people in the world." She really cared about Jingyang.

But Jingyang laughed, pinched the tip of Anping's nose, and said lovingly: "You little girl, you have learned to be slick and slick, but don't worry, I will be careful." I'm leaving.

"Brother Huang..." Anping looked at Jingyang and hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter? But you're still not used to it?" Jingyang said softly.

"That..." Anping's face flushed red, but he still didn't know how to speak. "Well... How is Master Chu's injury?"

"Him? He's fine, he's awake, but he can't work yet." Jingyang looked thoughtfully at Anping's blushing cheeks.

"That's good. Anping just felt that he was injured in order to save me, and Anping felt a little sorry." Anping breathed a sigh of relief, but explained with some intention of concealing it.

"Well, he was sent by me to pick you up. Of course, he is responsible for your safety. You don't have to feel guilty." Jingyang relieved, this younger sister who grew up among the people is really different from the delicate and expensive princess in the palace. , Know how to think about others.He smiled at Anping, he liked how others treated Chu Nan.

"Your Majesty..." Wu Cairen's expectant voice came slowly, with a hint of loneliness. The Emperor has not entered the harem for a month.Qing Cairen's eyes darkened, he moved his lips but no sound came out.

Jingyang looked back at Wu Cairen, and smiled gently: "Zhaodi's outfit is really celestial, which makes my eyes shine, but the night is heavy, so you should go to bed early, so as not to suffer from your headache again. "While speaking, he warned the palace servants behind Wu Cairen that they should take good care of him, but Wu Cairen's heart was full of joy. She didn't want much at all, and all she wanted was nothing more than dressing up with so much thought. It is enough that the emperor can look at her.She glanced at Qing Cairen, couldn't help showing a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, walked slowly to the emperor and bowed deeply: "The concubine thanked the emperor for caring, the emperor works hard all day, so don't worry about the old problem of the concubine." She raised her head. Watching the emperor show a shy smile.

Jingyang helped Wu Cairen up with his own hands, and shook Rouyi in his hand, "Recently, I have lost a lot of energy. I will ask the people in the imperial dining room to cook some supplements and send them to you." Wu Cairen was moved again, and the two returned The emperor left after talking about himself. Naturally, those wives all flattered Wu Cairen, but Qing Cairen was not angry, just sighed lightly, and was alone in a daze.

"Why is the talented person sighing? But because the emperor treats one more than another?" Anping asked playfully.

"Your Highness is serious. Wu Cairen and I have served the emperor together for many years. Not to mention the deep friendship between sisters, but there is still friendship. Now that she is in her prime, the emperor favors me, and I am also happy for her. Why should I treat one more favorably than another?" Qing Talented people are neither humble nor overbearing, and everything they say is reasonable, and Anping can't help but have a good impression of her.

"That's not bad, but you are serving the emperor together, why does the emperor seem to..." She stopped talking, she knew that only people understand.

"The emperor has always liked women who are gentle and dignified, but his palace is domineering and domineering. How could he be favored by the emperor? The title of talented person is because the emperor does not forget the old love. But..." Qing Cairen said lightly, and the eyebrows could not tell whether it was melancholy or indifferent , but the words were said without a trace of emotion, as if talking about other people's business. "My palace never cared about status."

Anping looked at the somewhat contradictory talented person, but liked her personality instead. He was not a person who liked fame and wealth, but unfortunately he was born in the emperor's family.

"Brother Huang has always been a nostalgic person. I still remember that when I was young, my favorite purse was made by my mother, but I forgot to take it away when I left the palace. Brother Huang sent it to Yuerong when I was ten years old." Anping looked at Qing Hongluan, "Qing Cairen has such a genuine temperament, which is what is lacking in the palace, how could the emperor not like it."

Qing Cairen met Anping's eyes with a slight smile, "Thanks to His Highness's love, it's not really a true temperament, but, there are only two masters in this palace, Wu Cairen and I, it is really deserted. How many women in this palace can be free? I just want to live a comfortable life and not be so restrained. After all..." She looked up at the sky and murmured unconsciously, "The days are still so long. "

Anping couldn't help sighing, since the ancient palace, the last thing that should be delusional is freedom.

Qing Cairen saluted Anping: "Your Highness, it's getting late."

Anping also felt that he talked too much tonight, so he didn't do much to persuade him to stay.

"Qingcairen and Anping seem to be very destined. In the future, we can often go to the Champs Palace. As you said, this palace is indeed a bit lonely."