Heroines

The writing is very deceitful: "My son... my son heard that Huang Ama was reading poems, and felt that I was exhausted. It seemed... It seemed that my son was pregnant like a woman, always, always sick and want to vomit... vomit! vomit, vomit--"

After that, he turned his head and vomited again.

No matter how ugly Qianlong's face was up there, Xiao Jian beside Yongqi immediately hugged him, carefully wiped the corners of his lips, and handed him a cup of warm tea to rinse his mouth. Yong Qi, who was in her belly, replenished her energy. ——I'm really afraid that Qianlong will have another convulsion, and they still want to vomit!

Haoxiang was holding a fan on the corner of his lips, laughing, looking at Qianlong's dark and embarrassing face is so cute~~

While chatting and laughing while waiting, Shanbao came late, and was coaxed by other elder brothers and princesses, telling him to punish himself with three cups, and it was three cups!

Shanbao smiled wryly at the so-called three cups, which were actually three bowls. Yong Xin was watching worriedly, and was about to grab a bowl to share his worries, but was stopped by Shanbao.

Shanbao hurriedly said in a low voice, "Don't! Have you forgotten the horrible incident that you drank two more glasses and almost had a gastric lavage last time?"

Yong Xing stared at the deer-like innocent eyes, and said in surprise: "God...you said, is it me? Is it me? Is it really me?"

Before Shanbao could reply, the princes and princesses had already slapped the table together and yelled, "Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink!!!"

Everyone knows that Shanbao is born with a lot of power. In the past, as long as he had the same starting point, Shanbao had never lost, and he was always the last person left on the wine table.And according to the description of the person at the same table who didn't drink at all, Shanbao's face didn't even turn red when he drank it to the end. He was still a beautiful young man with red lips and white teeth.

Everyone drank to death a few times and didn't see it. This time, I have to look at Mei Sao Nian's demeanor!

Shanbao smiled slightly, without further ado, raised the wrist of the first bowl of wine, brought it to his mouth, raised his head, and poured it in gulp!

"it is good--!"

The crowd cheered.

For the second bowl, Shanbao looked at Yongzheng, who was looking over worriedly.Through the clear and innocent concern, the pure and simple crystal clear eyes... Shanbao only felt his heartstrings twitching gently, and sang a light and melodious ditty.

That tone, so beautiful——

Shanbao looked at Yongzhen, without blinking, and drank it in one gulp!

"sharp--!"

The third bowl——Qianlong stepped down from the throne, leaned over, and suggested with a smile: "Shanbao, what about the third bowl, let's change the pattern, shall we?"

Shanbao hurriedly saluted, "But according to the emperor's order."

Qianlong waved to Yongzheng, "Come here, little twelve, stand with Shanbao." When Yongzheng came over, Qianlong pulled Yongzheng and Shanbaopa together, then pointed to the third largest bowl on the table and laughed Said, "For the third bowl, Yongxin and Shanbao together..."

Shanbao's eyes changed, he looked at Qianlong anxiously, his expression was no longer as calm as before.

Qianlong waved his hand, signaling Shanbao to relax, "You two together, answer all of our questions. If you can answer well and answer well, everyone is satisfied. This third bowl of Shanbao does not need to be drunk, and we all want to drink it." Punish yourself with one cup; if Shanbao and Yongxin fail to answer, then you will be fined three more bowls!—Shanbao, Yongxin, dare you?"

Shanbao hurriedly spoke to dissuade him: "Your Majesty, Elder Brother Twelve doesn't drink much, you can't drink, my lord—"

Qing'er smiled and said: "Shanbao, don't worry, what the emperor means is that if you answer correctly, you don't have to be punished, if you answer wrongly, only you will be punished, and you will never be punished."

Shanbao is relieved.

But Yongzhen was not happy, and raised his head on his hips to protest: "Why should I be treated differently? Why should only Shanbao be fined for drinking?! There is no penalty for answering questions, and punishment for not answering or answering badly." , It’s all about punishment! Humph, Shanbao, let’s go! Ignore these bastards!”

Everyone was sweating, and hurriedly pulled Tsundere Twelve to persuade him.Qianlong rubbed his chin, looked at Shanbao who was silent, and suddenly raised his voice to stop everyone and said, "Little Twelve, don't hurry away! Just because you don't agree, doesn't mean that Shanbao doesn't agree! You I would like to ask Shanbao, can he agree to this proposal?" Then, Qianlong laughed, "My proposal is only to strengthen the purpose of the Mid-Autumn Festival, stick to the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and increase the fun of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Bird! ——Yong Xin, don’t make faces at me with your teeth bared! It’s ugly! You’re naughty!”

Yong Xing pouted, looked at Shan Bao angrily, but saw Shan Bao nodded slowly, and replied: "Minister, you should obey orders."

Qianlong clasped his palms and laughed loudly, turning Yongzheng Xiaoaojiao on his back in anger, he didn't even turn his face to look at Shanbao. ——But he didn't see Shanbao behind him, pampering and smiling helplessly.

Qianlong rolled his eyes, and beckoned to Wuying, Lanxin, Qing'er... Keke, rotten girls, they came closer and muttered.

Yong Xing wanted to steal time to inquire, but was mercilessly stopped by Hai Lancha and others from outside the small circle. Yong Xing was so angry that he yelled and yelled. Can't hear what the other party is saying at all!snort! ╭(╯^╰)╮

After a long while, the wine that Shanbao was going to punish and the number of large bowls that everyone was going to punish were already placed on the table. Then Qianlong pulled his daughters and turned around, and began to ask cheerfully: "Shanbao, after passing me and my clever daughter Our unanimous discussion, here, we want to ask you a question first."

Shanbao saluted, "Please enlighten me and ask questions."

Qianlong clapped his hands, "Look, here comes the problem! This is it! —— Shanbao, what do you call me?"

Yong Xin's eyes widened - what kind of nonsense topic is this?Is that the only one?

Shanbao turned his head to think about it, and replied, "Your Majesty, you..."

Qianlong clapped his hands again, "That's right! Then, what do you call Yongzheng?"

Yong Xing quit, "Huang Ama, this is the second topic!" He knew it was not that simple!

Qianlong waved at Yongzhen like a fly, signaling him to get up and go away, keep his eyes away, and just stare at Shanbao.And Wuyinglan Xinqing'er and the others looked nervously at Shanbao's mouth, watching it open and close and what kind of answer it would say.

Shanbao didn't answer immediately, and he didn't think about it like the last question, but lowered his head, laughed a few times, shook his head slightly, and then raised his head.

Just as he was about to speak, he turned to look at Yongzheng and asked, "Brother Twelve, do you know the answer to this question?"

Yongzhen was stunned for a moment, twisted his fingers for a while, pouted, and frowned, "Speaking of this... Shanbao, I would like to ask you, why do you use 'you' when addressing me Do you want to use this honorific title 'You'?"

Yong Xin lowered his head, rubbed his toes against the ground involuntarily, and said in a low voice, "Didn't I tell you...we are friends, don't be so far away..."

Shanbao couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Yongzhen's little head, the corners of his mouth slowly drew the most beautiful arc, and said softly: "That's right..." He looked at Qianlong, who was working with a group of corrupt women who feared that the world would not be corrupted They took pleasure in other people's misfortune, and Shanbao laughed, "I call you the emperor, and I use 'you' as a respectful title, and it is a respectful title, but to you, Brother Twelve... it is because..."

"You, in my heart..."

At night, the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Qianlong was full of enthusiasm, and his poetry flourished...

"The bright moon is so bright, it shines on my bed and curtain..."

Qianlong smiled wickedly, seeing Haoxiang in front of him was removing the dragon robe and clothes for him, when a poem like this popped out suddenly.

Haoxiang solemnly took off the jade pendant from Qianlong's waist, put it aside, and replied calmly: "It's rare for the emperor to read an accurate poem. ——It's really not easy."

Qianlong: ... =. =|||

Hall of Mental Cultivation. In the Curtain

"Ah……"

That verse clearly has the next sentence——

"Leading back into the house, tears stained clothes"...

But it's not that Haitang sleeps in spring, loves like a tide, and when the love is strong... Cough cough, tears are like rain.

Kunning Palace. Side Hall. Yongzheng Bedroom

Shanbao embraces Yongxin, seeing his tired but blushing little face, he smiles contentedly and kisses Yongxin's forehead.

Yong Xin opened his eyes, and what he saw was the delicate face of the other party, just like a god, and the unmistakable love on it.Yong Xing smiled softly, handed it over with his small mouth, and poured out a sentence between the two of them.

Nung, moon and new moon……

【The Mid-Autumn Festival Congratulations ended successfully! (^o^)/~]

[You mean the Mid-Autumn Festival moon appreciation party? ... Short oil, who doesn't know that the author suddenly sprouted a few pairs of vice CPs in the above article, if you don't pull them out for a walk, or if you don't update the author, you will be lazy! 】

-THAN-

The author has something to say: In order not to teach bad or mislead children, Hun Dansajia wrote down the original version of the verses quoted in the article here:

Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people face each other——Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon"

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the horizon is at this moment——Zhang Huailing's "Watching the Moon and Huaiyuan"

Bright moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground - whose poems everyone knows~ Li Bai's "Night Thoughts"

Osmanthus osmanthus falls in the middle of the moon, and the sky is fragrant and the clouds are floating outside——Song Zhiwen's "Lingyin Temple"

The bright moon He Jiaojiao, according to my bed curtain and guide, returned to the room, tears stained the clothes-"Bright Moon He Jiaojiao", the original poem is: "The bright moon He Jiaojiao, shines on my bed curtain. I can't sleep because of night worries, so I wrap my clothes Get up and wander. Although the guests are happy, it is better to return early. When you go out and wander alone, who should you tell your worries! The guide returns to the room, and the clothes are stained with tears."

And "I hope people will live a long time, and we will share the joys and sorrows of thousands of miles" is almost familiar~~ Haha, I won't talk too much about birds~~~

Dear friends, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival && Eleven~~~ Have a good holiday and raise yourselves well