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Xiao Lingming and Song Xian were in charge of the preparations for the Polish envoy from the sea from the beginning to the end, but when the day of the court meeting came, he began to deliberately pretend to be lazy and retreat to the deep palace to avoid seeing him.

This year, due to the arrival of the envoy, he did not move to the palace. The scorching sun in Pingjing at the beginning of August was scorching gold and flowing stone.Song Xian didn't seem to have any doubts, he simply let him go as if he had always been spoiled and couldn't leave the coldness of the hall.

Li Fu, however, knew the inside story. Ever since Master Poland Hai entered the capital, he had been persuading him from time to time, "Where did this object come from? If you understand it, you will feel better in the future, won't you?"

However, the person he tried to persuade turned over a page of the anthology of essays in his hand, "Song Xian is always by my side, and I don't use incense as often as I used to, so let it be for fun. "

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something funny, "You said that Song Yu is lucky to be the youngest son of Emperor Ling. If the first few sons were there, they would be seventy years old by the time he mutinied."

Naturally, Li Fu did not dare to answer these words, so she just bent down nonchalantly. Xiao Lingming seemed to be feeling something, put down the memorabilia in his hand, and smiled with interest, "Ah Zhi was obtained by Song Xian when he was twenty years old. If I can live to that time, I will discuss the Zen seat with Song Xian, and go out of the palace with him to have a look at the scenery outside."

"Your life is immeasurable, so I look forward to it." As Li Fu said, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside, and then asked An and sang harmony one after another. Not long after, she saw Lanting lift the curtain to welcome Song Xian enter.

Song Xian walked around the screen and saw the complacent Xiao Lingming, and he said aggrievedly, "I stood at Mizhu Temple for an entire hour, and I almost lost my breath because of the heat. The smell is really terrible, and it's blood." It's fragrant again, it smells like a headache. I'm going to take a bath first, I really can't take it anymore." After he finished speaking like pouring beans, he quickly led the palace servants behind him to the soup spring in the hall.

The Son of Heaven moved like the wind the whole time, but he didn't give Xiao Lingming a chance to say a word. Xiao Lingming looked at the back of the Son of Heaven and his party "Hao Hao Tang Tang", raised his fan and nodded to Su Lan who was serving the wind wheel, "Go and see Take care of the emperor, don't let him use cold water for the cold. If he is sick, he will be lonely if he goes to Mizhu Temple to suffer in two days."

Song Xian, who was specially taken care of, was immersed in the warm spring at this moment, but his palms were icy cold, and his thoughts were still deeply stuck in the conversation he had just had with Master Polish Hai.

Central Plains Mijin has been independent for hundreds of years, during which the customs and teachings are quite different from those of Poland Hai and even the rumored very secretive sect Qiajiao.

Therefore, Song Xian was very surprised when he smelled the fragrance similar to that of Xiao Lingming from the white-clothed believers who were holding lamps and candles in Mizhu Temple. .

The archmage who came from Poland did not reveal the identities of those white-clothed believers, but euphemistically said that they are also tools of cultivation, and now they are temporarily sealed with incense when they enter the pilgrimage to prevent disturbing the pilgrimage.It is also mentioned that the secret medicine and the fragrant bait were reformed under the order of Emperor Ling and presented to the harem of Shangguo.Hongzhu's enthusiasm adds to the fun, and the fragrance bait alleviates the symptoms, but it is not conducive to longevity.

During the conversation, the mage saw that the young emperor seemed to be unaware of this old incident, so he flattered that the Great Yuan Dynasty has changed since the emperor of Shengwenwu. The conversation went smoothly, and then the ceremony was finished absent-mindedly and as if wandering away.

Song Xian didn't want Xiao Lingming to see the clue until he returned to the palace and stepped into the Hanyuan Hall, so he forced out his normal expression.

Song Xian knew about it, and he also probably understood why Xiao Lingming avoided seeing Poland Hai, and probably he also knew what was on his body.

Song Xian's heart was filled with countless thoughts, "Lanting." Song Xian called out, and said to Lanting who was kneeling by the pool, "Just say... I don't know the meaning of some scriptures, and look forward to tomorrow. The Great Master entered the palace and explained to me."

When the emperor was bathing and changing clothes, the palace people had already sorted out the list of offerings, and brought all the outstanding items to the Hanyuan Hall, waiting for the emperor and empress to deal with them additionally.

The Son of Heaven turned the swinging screen and happened to bump into Xiao Lingming who took the mother-of-pearl lacquer flower pipa that had been placed on top of his head by the palace servants and plucked it casually three or two times.Although it can't be called Ruibin Tiexiang, it is also neat and crisp, and it has quite a solid foundation.

"You can also play the pipa?" Song Xian was unabashedly surprised, "Father told you to learn it?"

Xiao Lingming put the qin backhanded, and answered casually, "Well, the first emperor asked me to learn it for a while, but he didn't like it anymore after learning it, and I didn't like it so I never touched it again."

Song Xian leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Xiao Lingming's waist from behind Xiao Lingming, pressed his whole body up, and buried the tip of his chin into Xiao Lingming's shoulder and neck, "But I like it, my mother and concubine can play it with one hand. The best pipa among the six palaces, the best one is Yue'er Gao, but unfortunately Father has never heard it a few times, it was all because I, who didn't understand the rhythm at that time, listened to it."

Xiao Lingming let him hug him, and deliberately didn't answer, "Is that so, Xian'er slowly fell in love with it."

Song Xian let go of the situation, but when Xiao Lingming turned his back to look at other objects, he followed behind him and sighed, "There are still many things that I don't know about tomorrow."

Xiao Lingming only felt that he was pretending to be resentful, and his heart was amused, so he took the round fan from Li Fu's hand, raised his hand to cover half of his face to accompany him in the performance, and said in a pretentious voice like silk thread: "How long will it last to use sex to others?" Good. Tomorrow, we should keep something in our hands, so that the sage will always be fresh, so as not to end up in a miserable situation where the love is cut off before the old age." Choking, Song Xian's face turned pale and pale.

After dinner, Xiao Lingming personally delivered the emperor who had not yet finished the evening ceremony to the gate of the hall. He wanted to go back and continue reading the unfinished memorials during the day, but when he got outside, the evening wind fluttered, so he changed his mind and went to the palace. Chunchi walked.

Because it was a temporary idea, Li Fuqing was not involved. Since Emperor Wenwu of the Yuan Dynasty, the isolation between the inside and outside of the Empress Palace of the Yuan Dynasty has never been so strict.

The people in the harem will also be ghosts in the harem on the day when they die, Xiao Lingming is not afraid of spreading gossip.

As he liked when he lived in the Hanyuan Hall when he was young, he sat by the vermilion fence of the Spring Pool and Water Pavilion, enjoying the moist and cool summer evening breeze, holding a book in his hand, and the gentle breeze passing through the corridor by his ears was the sound of golden bells. The clear and bright voice is not as readable as when I was young, but I can't help but think about what it would be like now if I didn't meet Princess Yuzhen that winter.

"ah……"

A soft cry from a woman not far away interrupted his thoughts suddenly.

Xiao Lingming looked sideways, and saw a woman dressed as a high-ranking concubine raised her fan in front of her face, with a little surprise that she was unprepared to run into a foreign man, as if hesitating whether to go forward, she hesitated for a while and turned her head to meet the maid beside her. After explaining a sentence, he walked forward alone.

The concubine boldly looked at Xiao Lingming's face which was half covered by the scroll in her palm, and then looked down to see the fine dragon pattern on the hem of Xiao Lingming's black robe. crime."

After she finished speaking, the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, and two round and lovely dimples were sunken on the side of her chin, "Ms. Ming is the original husband?" She really looked natural and pretty, and she couldn't tell she was the mother of two children at all.

Xiao Lingming couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and lightly tapped the railing on the spine of the book, and the palace people gave way to let her go forward to deal with it.

"Your queen's position is certain, and there's no need to tell Gu not to let you out of the palace." After Xiao Lingming sat down opposite him, Yan Yanran joked.