Song Ningyu drank tea slightly, looked at the corner of Gong Zilin's eyes, who was flirting with her, and hit the tea cup in his hand along Gong Zilin's face. Gong Zilin quickly dodged and shouted helplessly, "madam, you're going to murder your husband!"
"A thousand years of disaster should be left behind. If you are like this, you can't die for thousands of years." song Ningyu glanced at him, lazily walked into the back of the screen and changed the men's clothes. Gong Zi walked into the back of song Ningyu's screen in a lining, and his wet clothes were put on the screen.
"Empress..." the words in the back automatically disappeared. Song Ningyu was wearing the red lotus belly pocket. The white Ruoyu skin color was full of pimples in the cool air, and the slender and beautiful neck went down again
A garment was thrown toward Gong Zilin, followed by a foot.
Bang.
With a loud noise, Gong Zilin retreated, the belt of his inner clothes loosened, and the whole man fell on the bed.
"Gong Zilin! Stay away from me next time I change my clothes!" song Ningyu's stuffy voice came out from behind the screen, with a faint warning of anger.
Gong Zilin lay on the bed and didn't answer. Looking at the clothes thrown over, he picked his eyebrows. Isn't this what song Ningyu just changed?
As soon as the Lord stepped out of the screen, he saw that Gong Zilin was stunned with her light blue belly pocket, grabbed the white blade with empty hands and pulled the clothes back. The root of the ear glowed suspiciously red under the candlelight. He pulled his clothes, threw them behind the screen, turned and walked towards the door.
Gong Zilin's figure flashed, blocked people at the door and said with a smile, "where are you going, madam?"
"Get out of the way, I'll sleep in the windy room." I can't live this day, you bastard!
The man standing at the door stood straight, and a strong murderous spirit flashed in his eyes. The wind far away in his hospital shivered and glanced at the faint light behind the clouds. Alas, why is it so cold in spring?
"The lady is angry? Good, don't be angry. It's called boudoir's... hiss!" before Gong Zilin finished his words, song Ningyu, who was angry and ashamed, stepped on it. It's not light at all!
He pushed Gong Zilin away and said angrily, "take your time to enjoy the boudoir! Don't bother me!" he pushed open the door next door. The catch-up Gong Zilin was almost pinched by song Ningyu's speed of closing the door. Gong Zilin looked at the tightly closed door and shook helplessly. It really didn't save him worry. Alas.
With a lady, dignity or something, that's bullshit.
Such a day is not bad. I no longer feel that the days are so boring and long.
If you love someone, then every minute with her is meaningful and worth living.
Song Ningyu began to search for things in Feng's room. A large box of books were turned out by song Ningyu. Those were searched in the palace. Maybe there is a glimmer of vitality.
She sat on the carpet with books scattered all around. The big night pearl in her hand was particularly bright. She photographed the things in the book clearly, and the action next door also stopped. After reading for a long time, she fell into the pile of books and slept. The door of the wind was slowly pushed open, and a light cyan figure came in.
Looking at her tired and sleeping face, she felt a touch of heartache in her heart. She still held a medical book tightly in her left hand and a pen in her right hand. On the rice paper, mantuo's medicine and the solution of a small part of medicine were written.
Gong Zilin gently picked up the people in his arms. Song Ningyu smelled the cooked body with a faint cold, subconsciously rubbed in Gong Zilin's arms, found a more comfortable place to sleep.
Hold someone in your arms and kiss him gently on the forehead.
A good night's dream.
The sun broke in through the bright paper in the window. Song Ningyu slept very safely in a warm and generous embrace. He had a good sleep. He stretched out his hand and stretched his waist. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the sun on the bed. Song Ningyu sat up fiercely!
Hiss!
"Gong Zilin! What are you doing?" song Ningyu touched his head and stared aside to look at her Gong Zilin slowly!
When Gong Zi was facing the court, song Ningyu shook the long hair of the two people who were weaving together and said with a smile, "knot your hair, can't your mother see? Hiss! Don't move, madam, it hurts for your husband!" early in the morning, song Ningyu rubbed up angrily.
"Untie it for me quickly, or I don't mind cutting your hair!"
Gong Zilin's face changed slightly. Song Ningyu couldn't fake it. If he said he could cut it, he would cut it. Before Song Ningyu could do it again, Gong Zilin shook his head helplessly and said, "madam, it's called fun. Alas, although the beauty is beautiful, she doesn't know fun..."
Song Ningyu was tying his clothes, and his eyes narrowed: "hmm?"
Gong Zilin quickly turned away the topic and said with a flattering smile, "being a husband means that the lady is gentle and decent, which is a great blessing for her husband!"
The slender fingers wound around the knotted hair and soon untied their hair. Looking at the knot being untied bit by bit, song Ningyu didn't urge him. When he reluctantly untied it, song Ningyu got up and looked back and said, "Gong Zilin, since you knot your heart, why do you tie your hair again?"
Gong Zilin's gloomy smile slowly expanded, and finally shone as high as the rising sun. Song Ning helped her forehead and said helplessly, "it's noon now. Why didn't you wake me up early!"
"Madam, young master, seeing that madam seldom sleeps well, he set out later."
Gong Zilin coughed, tied a jade belt and said, "how's the matter handled?"
"The imperial envoy returned to Tangcheng, and the whole family was copied. 50000 of the 400000 stones of grain had infiltrated into the stones. Now those people are sharing the grain. The imperial concubine and empress ordered to divide the grain into 100000 stones in Jeju, which was damaged by floods, and ten stones in Qingzhou, which was hit by drought. The other 150000 stones belong to the national treasury. This is a secret letter from the imperial concubine and empress to her wife." Feng handed the letter to song Ningyu.
Song Ningyu picked her eyebrow, threw the letter back into Gong Zilin's hand, picked her eyebrow and said with a smile, "what are you doing for me? Isn't the emperor here?"
Give her the letter, doesn't it mean to let the emperor do it? Nai he Qianxun didn't dare to call on the emperor, so he threw the task to her. Song Ningyu couldn't help but help her. Now it's spring, the tide dam is rising sharply, and Jeju is flooded every year. The court doesn't know how many water control officials were sent in the past, but they still have no improvement.
A large amount of real gold and silver has been invested in water control, which will never return.
"Tut Tut, this concubine is really good at calling people. What do those new ministers do? Go back, I'm very busy. I'm not free." Gong Zilin didn't even open the letter, so he threw it directly at the wind.
"The Regent imperial concubine really has the strength of the Chaoyang imperial concubine." song Ningyu's understatement made Gong Zilin look sideways and smile, "it's a pity that the imperial concubine didn't win the throne, but if she wanted to be the emperor, I'd be happy."
He said this with a smile. The wind wiped a sweat secretly. He had never seen such a lazy emperor. He threw all his things to his concubine and took the queen to play in the mountains and rivers. He didn't even cooperate with the orders issued by the imperial concubine!