Chapter 123

"Your Majesty is not angry. After all, I beat her into that shape because she is so charming." Jiujiu continued to smile.

After Jiu Jiu beat Shu Fei, Shu Fei once sent someone to find Murong Zhao, but at that time, Murong Zhao was very interested in Jiu Jiu and naturally sent her away. However, Shu Fei has been on leave these days because of her swollen face. Therefore, after Jiu Jiu beat Shu Fei for so long, Murong Zhao has not seen Shu Fei.

If he doesn't see it, he doesn't know. What's more, he just wants to be good with Jiujiu. What can he do even if he sees it?

Murong Zhao said lightly, "just make nine niangs happy."

Hearing Murong Zhao calling himself Jiuniang instead of the empress and Zitong, it can be seen that Murong Zhao really wants to have a good life with himself. Jiujiu's mouth lifts up and shows a bad smile. His fingers slide down gently, pinching Murong Zhao's life root, gently rubbing his palm and whispering, "Your Majesty, if I let you spoil me alone, you will."

When saying this, Jiujiu looked at Murong Zhao without blinking, giving Murong Zhao the illusion that if he didn't say yes, Jiujiu would crush his life.

However, the beauty of Jiujiu with ruthlessness in her eyes is amazing, just like the tea on the Bank of the yellow spring.

It's time for the tea party.

That desperate hatred and determination made murongzhao, who was used to seeing beautiful women, have the illusion that he would be a ghost under the peony flower.

Almost instantaneously, Murong Zhao bullied Jiujiu, bowed his head and kissed Jiujiu's lips. Between lips and teeth, Jiujiu seemed to hear Murong Zhao say, "Jiuniang, give me a child."

Jiujiu's soul floated again. When she woke up, it was the next morning.

Murong Zhao seemed to go to court. He stood by the bed with a happy face. Seeing Jiu Jiu wake up, he quickly asked someone to serve Jiu Jiu to dress.

After breakfast, xiaofuzi came to tell Jiujiu murongzhao that she had something important to discuss with the cabinet today, so she didn't come to her, but let her go directly to murongzhao in the afternoon.

Jiujiu nodded and agreed, and then went directly to the imperial garden.

To say where Jiujiu likes to go most in the palace, it is naturally the imperial garden.

It's early summer. The royal garden is full of strange flowers and plants. It's not lively. Even modern times can't compare with these flowers. I'm only fascinated by Jiujiu.

Because she was too indulgent with murongzhao these days, Jiu Jiu's body was a little soft. She casually carried fish food and sprinkled it into the artificial river. A group of colorful goldfish poured out in an instant and robbed ten food. She only took the fun of Jiu Jiu's watch and sprinkled a bowl of fish food in a short time.

Looking at the goldfish scattered because there was no fish food, Jiujiu sighed. When she was about to go back, a group of people suddenly came in the distance.

After looking at the first lady, Jiujiu was stunned. After blinking her eyes, she couldn't help lamenting the magic of the medicine. Every time she thought of the lady whose face was swollen into a pig's head that day, she recovered in just a few days.

Shu Fei looks different from Jiu Jiu's gentle atmosphere. Shu Fei's appearance is partial to a small family Jasper, but she is a bit healthier than Xian Fei's image of sick beauty.

Shufei's face is painted with makeup. Her makeup is light, which complements the flowers in the imperial garden. For a moment, Jiujiu has a kind of wonder whether people are more charming than flowers or flowers are more beautiful than people.

Just Jiujiu was in a daze. This time, Princess Shu had already arrived at Jiujiu's pavilion. When she saw Jiujiu, they bowed down and saluted: "meet the queen."

Jiujiu sat on the couch and said, "get up."

Looking at a group of Yingyan behind Princess Shu, Jiujiu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth: "this is Princess Shu?" Jiujiu said, looking at the group of people behind Princess Shu.

The Shu imperial concubine's eyes were familiar with it, and a touch of hate crossed her low eyes, but she looked up again with a respectful face: "back to my mother, the weather is excellent today. I made an appointment with my sisters to enjoy the flowers here. I didn't think my mother was again. It's really abrupt."

Jiujiu took a smoke from the corner of her mouth. She came to the imperial garden every day. It can be seen that Princess Shu clearly came to find herself on purpose, but she pulled so many concubines. It can be seen that she came prepared.

"In that case, I won't disturb your elegance, picturesque."

"The maidservant is here."

"Drive back to the palace."

"Empress, wait a minute." imperial concubine Shu quickly shouted Jiujiu. If Jiujiu left today, how could her plan continue.

As soon as I thought that I was beaten by Jiujiu that day, I went to your majesty to make decisions, but I was perfunctory by your majesty. Your majesty didn't find himself during this time, but was with the queen for a while. If this goes on, the harem can have its own status.

Now your majesty has only one long princess under his knee. If the big prince comes out of the Queen's belly, it will occupy both the legitimate and the long, and they can live in the future.

Shufei's eyes turned slowly, and soon she noticed: "go back to your mother. I'm going to hold a poetry appreciation conference here. If your mother has nothing to do, I might as well be the judge."

Jiujiu blinked, thinking that she had nothing to do when she went back, she nodded, agreed, and was ready to see what the lady wanted to do.

They made an appointment with each other to see who wrote better poems on the topic of lotus.

Jiujiu sat on the soft chair, eating cakes and watching the concubines compete, writing poems in her head, and sighed faintly.

She's kind of missing ain.

At this time, xiaofuzi's voice came from behind: "the emperor has arrived."

The people in the pavilion immediately bent down and saluted. Jiujiu hurriedly got up, but before she saluted, Murong Zhao held her small hand and pulled it up, saying softly, "Zitong doesn't need to be polite."

With that, he sat on Jiujiu's soft chair with Jiujiu's waist in his arms. Then he said lightly, "what are you playing with?"

He had just waited in the palace for a long time. When he learned from xiaofuzi that she was in the imperial garden, he came over.

Jiujiu chuckled and said, "Princess Shu is holding a poetry appreciation meeting. Let me be the judge."

"Zitong will not participate?"

"No." Jiujiu shook her head. She didn't like to be in the limelight. Moreover, the original owner was a person who didn't like poetry in her boudoir. If she really made poetry, it would be called Yougui.

Obviously, Murong Zhao also thought of this, so he didn't continue to ask. He waved to the kneeling concubines and said, "go on."

Then he looked at xiaofuzi and said, "bring it up."

Jiujiu looked at murongzhao curiously and asked, "what is it?"

Murong Zhao shook Jiujiu's little hand and whispered in her ear, "foreign countries have paid tribute to a batch of treasures and got a sleeve dog. I'll bring it to you. If you like it, it's OK to keep it."

"The dog in the sleeve?" Jiujiu looked at Murong Zhao in surprise.

The reason why the sleeve dog is called the sleeve dog is that it is very small and can only be the size of a palm after turning the sky. Therefore, it is called the sleeve dog.

Thinking of Xiaobai's dog attribute, Jiujiu blinked. The dog in the sleeve should not be Xiaobai.