The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

Zhu Jiuci lived in Langxiu Palace. He had nothing to do on weekdays, but his days passed quickly.

Just as Mr. Fuzheng said, Langxiu Palace is located in a superior location. It not only occupies the first place in the harem, but also because it is quiet and separated from the surrounding palaces and gardens. Walking around in the house, you are not afraid of encountering such embarrassing things as concubines and beautiful families.

In the ten days since he first entered the palace, he traveled all over the large and small halls of Langxiu Palace. He carefully looked at the pillars wrapped in gold embroidered brocade and silk, caressed the green and green carvings under the octagonal cornices, and stared at the glazed well. I was in a daze for a few days, and finally I had to admit that it was indeed not as good-looking as the glazed lamp in the Duke's Mansion.

The daytime passed by like this, and the dinner was always called by the Holy Majesty to share the delicacies carefully prepared by the imperial dining room.

In the first few days, Zhu Jiuci was still a little scared, but later found that the Holy One just let him eat with him, neither asked him a question nor looked at him, it seemed that as long as he obediently made a decoration by the side, it was all right, so he made up his mind Concentrate on making rice worms, keep your ears shut and only eat Chinese food.All in all, he has determined that the Holy One is a golden mouth, and it is impossible to speak to him, a small ant, at will. With this level of psychological construction, Zhu Jiuci is also very happy.

With a relaxed mind, Zhu Jiuci gradually became bolder again, and his legs were no longer soft when he stepped into the palace of the emperor, and he would nod and say hello to the familiar palace people, and occasionally imitated the words in the script, and secretly gave eunuchs and maids gold leaf.

However, Zhu Jiuci was too poor to jingle, the gold leaf is absolutely missing, and the copper plate is barely enough.

"How is Yan Ning these days?" Mei Xunxue held the memorial in one hand, leaning in the dragon chair dressed in bright yellow, the warm yellow lights in front of the desk cast a soft halo, making his black hair as dark as satin.

Zhu Jiuci looked up, holding the scripture book in his arms, at a loss.The Holy Majesty has never questioned him in the past ten days, but just let him take care of his own affairs, Zhu Jiuci just needs to be quiet, and obediently watch the people on the throne of Kowloon reviewing the memorial alone, and when he arrives At bedtime, when the person on the throne taps his precious head, he can slip back to sleep obediently. It can be said that they are almost people from two worlds under the same house, and now the middle layer is suddenly broken. Barrier, Zhu Jiuci's legs began to weaken again.

"Return to the Holy Majesty, I have recently...very good."

Mei Xunxue tilted the memorial and glanced at him, then shook her head and smiled.

"Langxiu Palace is a comfortable place to live?"

"Shu, Xin!" Zhu Jiu quit the storybook and quickly stood up, stammering for a long time.

"That's good." Mei Xunxue put down the memorial, rubbing a copper plate with her fingertips under her sleeve, "Is it difficult to live in Langxiu Palace?"

Zhu Jiuci shook his head like a rattle drum.

"The soft tents made of Chinese silk, the table furniture made of gold and jade, the servants are terrified."

Mei Xunxue raised her eyebrows: "Young master is stuck in one world, but you didn't complain?"

Zhu Jiuci broke into a layer of cold sweat foolishly: "The palace is vast and full of rare and exotic species. I am dazzled every day, and I don't feel trapped."

Mei Xunxue looked at him and laughed warmly: "Why are you so scared?"

Zhu Jiuci bowed his head.

"Yan Ning, help me break a plum."

Zhu Jiuci looked up in surprise, and blurted out without thinking: "Your Majesty, you can't."

The holy name is Mei Xunxue, if it is Zhemei, wouldn't it be...

The Holy Majesty did not pursue his rudeness, but just waved his hand gently: "Go."

Zhu Jiuci stepped out of the bedroom and followed the palace road to the Meiyuan.At the end of April, the plum blossoms in the capital have long withered, and the plum gardens are full of dead branches. The beautiful scenery of white snow and red plums competing for beauty more than a month ago cannot be seen at all.

He searched around, but he didn't see any plum blossoms that could survive until April, so he stepped out of the plum garden empty-handed.

Back in the dormitory, I saw His Majesty rubbing his temples and frowning, the memorial was left untouched for a long time, and when he heard the sound of Zhu Jiuci coming in, he raised his eyes gently: "Did Yan Ning get it back?"

Zhu Jiuci stepped forward hesitantly, hiding his hands in his sleeves, and he dared not take them out.

Mei Xunxue was really happy, and looked at him with her chin propped up: "I didn't let the young man find a piece of plum branch in that big plum garden?"

Zhu Jiuci squeezed the branches in his sleeves and whispered: "I see, the garden is full of plum trees, it is very shocking."

Mei Xunxue leaned forward and moved the thin-necked vase in front of the case to her face, rubbed the edge of the bottle with her fingertips, and said, "Bring it here."

Zhu Jiuci frowned and walked forward, stood next to Mei Xunxue, took a deep breath, took out the budding branches from his sleeves, and handed them straight to the Holy Master, his head drooping under his arms, almost as if death was at home Said: "I... I didn't find the plum blossoms, but I think there are already in the palace."

"——So, I picked a peach blossom."

Mei Xunxue held the pink branches and laughed dumbfoundedly.

"My memory is wrong, my little father-in-law never knew what the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Before Zhu Jiuci panicked, the Holy Majesty was already happy to insert the peach blossom branches into the vase, and took the Shui Cheng to add water to the vase.

Zhu Jiuci stared at the side, Xiao Hun'er almost didn't come back.

The Holy Majesty admired it for a while, then threw a piece of broken treasure into the bottle, and the bell rang.

Zhu Jiuci heard the sound and looked over.

It's a pity that the treasure bottle has a thin neck, so I really can't see clearly.

"Yan Ning, come and read for me."

Mei Xunxue leaned into the dragon chair, resting her forehead with one hand, looking really tired.

Zhu Jiuci carefully stepped forward to hold the memorial, and then glanced at the person in the bright yellow brocade suit, carefully confirming that he had heard the imperial edict correctly, and then slowly read it.

All things, big and small, were complicated and chaotic. Zhu Jiuci read a few copies and was already a little drowsy. Taking advantage of the intermittent laziness to look at the people in the dragon chair, he seemed to fall asleep after taking a long breath, but as soon as he stopped, he heard the voice again. Ren Wenrun asked him to continue reading.

"Twenty-three, pass Jin Que Pass."

Zhu Jiuci's hands trembled a little, his heart was pounding, and the fast-flowing blood rushed to the top of his head frantically, making his vision blurred.

News from the Lord.

He continued to read with a trembling voice, but with just a few words, he seemed to see his relatives in armor thousands of miles away.

I don't know if the wind and sand have blown the tents, and I don't know if the stars at night are shining like the night capital.

All is well.

Zhu Jiuci stood stiffly in front of the case, holding the memorial as carefully as if holding the world's most precious treasure in his hand.

Behind him, the bright yellow saint opened his eyes, his crow-black eyelashes cast a fan shadow, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Why didn't you read it?"

Zhu Jiuci returned to his senses, hurriedly wiped away his tears and turned around, only to see that the people in the dragon chair were still resting with their eyes closed.He breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly picked up another volume of memorial and read it carefully.

The night was shrouded, and the palace was quiet.

In the next few days, Zhu Jiuci returned to the life of eating rice worms, sleeping and eating. Xu was specially taken care of by the sage, and he gradually discovered that his scope of activities could be expanded to the entire palace.

According to Eunuch Fuzheng's gossip, the Holy Majesty's harem is really thin, except for those beauties who can't be named, only the noble concubine sent by a prime minister can be regarded as a well-known person.That's right, it was the prime minister who the young master plucked his beard back then.

But fortunately, these concubines are all quiet-tempered, obediently staying at the gate of their own palace and not going out of the second door, not to mention meeting each other on a narrow road, even if Zhu Jiuci ran to the gate of the palace and danced a song, I'm afraid I won't see you To the figure of the beauty inside.

I wish the peace of the concubines for a long time, but it's okay to think about it. The Holy Majesty is busy with state affairs all day long, and at night he even writes memorials with him until bedtime, so there is no time to see the beauties.

All the concubines and concubines are extremely fair, and they are indeed harmonious.

Although the Buddhist disposition of the concubines saved Zhu Jiuci from a lot of troubles in walking, but there are also disadvantages - he really missed a good opportunity to pass the time.Zhu Jiuci was driven mad by the boredom of the harem, waiting for the palace fight every day.He deeply believed that the life-and-death struggle of the concubines described in the storybook came from reality. After all, apart from these women who tear each other's heads, they really have no other living people to talk about for comfort.

However, after waiting in Langxiu Palace for a few days, he had to admit in the tranquility that the Holy Majesty's harem was really harmonious, and the idea of ​​watching the Gongdou drama with his own eyes was in vain.

The good opportunity to pass the time is gone, but Zhu Jiuci is not regretful. Now that the travel is convenient, Zhu Jiuci does not shy away from the saying that foreign men enter the harem, and wanders around carelessly all day long.

Chuxiu Palace, Chaohua Palace, Langya Pavilion, Minlang Palace, etc. can be regarded as traveling all over the place.

Eunuch Fuzheng finally understood his playful nature, and later he stopped hanging out with him, and returned to serve by the Holy Master.

Zhu Jiu resigned to freedom, lowered his head to hold back his smile, and walked to a remote corner.

He stood behind the old wall of Duqing Palace, stepped on the barren weeds, and carefully looked at the heavily guarded Proton Palace.

It was still the same as what he saw a month ago. The hall was so quiet that there was almost no sound. If he hadn't found out that simple vegetarian food was delivered here in the past few days, he would almost have thought that there were no living people inside.

The guard team in the Duqing Palace is the highest level in the palace. It changes every two hours, and the guards are doubled during the handover, so that there is no leakage.

Zhu Jiuci leaned against the mottled old wall and looked up at the gray-blue sky. He would not risk breaking the law, but only occasionally came here to stand. beside.

Pei Heng is a very nice person.

And the best and the best person deserves friends to silently pay for him.

Zhu Jiuci's life passed like this, wandering around in the daytime, and ran to the outside of the Proton Hall to spend half a day with him silently through the thick wall when no one was paying attention.

In the evening, have dinner at the Holy Majesty's place, and then quietly hold the scriptures and watch the Holy Majesty's review of the memorial.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, the sage always said that his eyes hurt these days, and he asked Zhu Jiuci to help read the memorial. Zhouzhou, Chongdan Pass, and will arrive at the battlefield agreed by the two countries in more than a month.

Zhu Jiuci was grateful for the kindness of the Holy Spirit from the bottom of his heart, and he still had to take care of his feelings during the anxious moment of the national war.Gradually, Zhu Jiuci intentionally stopped reading those memorials related to the war, he knew that he should not read too much, it was already an exception for the Holy Majesty to allow him to read them, and he could not make further progress.

After a few days like this, the Holy Majesty did not let him read it anymore.Zhu Jiuci obediently acted as a quiet vase, holding a storybook as a decoration.

At night, the clear dream comes to disturb.

Xu Shi picked peach blossoms a few days ago, and when he fell into a dream tonight, it was full of the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Liang Zhaoge stood in the sea of ​​pink flowers, his white clothes were dyed a little peachy.

"How about we set off when the peach blossoms are in full bloom?"

Zhu Jiuci nodded in response.

"Young master lied."

Liang Zhaoge suddenly rushed in front of him, his beautiful eyes were completely red, he stared at Zhu Jiuci closely, and grabbed his shoulder with his fingertips.

"Then why give peach blossoms to others?"

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