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Luo Lingwei called over the servants, instructing them to prepare the food and wine. She then dragged Xiaoqing and the other two to the palace garden.

This mansion was bestowed upon it by the late emperor, and its specifications were of the first rank. The back garden of the manor was especially elegant. When he had nothing to do, he would often come here to tend to flowers and plants. There were innumerable strange flowers and herbs in the garden, and all of them were competing with each other with each other in beauty. The pear tree planted in the center was said to have been planted by him personally during the night.

The early summer's night breeze brought with it the fragrance of flowers, causing people to feel very uncomfortable. At this moment, the three of them had already drunk quite a lot, especially the insufferable Whitey. Her pretty face was already red. She, who was already weak and gentle, now looked even more cute and innocent. The full moon was hanging in the sky and the stars were falling down like precious gems in the sky. This was a beautiful scene Luo Lingwei had never seen before. She could not help but softly sing the famous "Shuidiao Getou".

"When does the moon shine? Ask the blue sky of the wine. I wonder what season it will be in the heavens." At this moment, Luo Lingwei suddenly felt a little disappointed. It had been a long time since she had crossed over to this place. She did not know if she would have the chance to go back, and if her relatives would feel sad if they could not find her.

Suddenly, Luo Lingwei felt a burst of bitterness in her heart. She could not help but gently sob. The nearby Little Qing, seeing this, knew that her master had drunk too much. He let Little White help him carry Luo Lingwei back to the room.

When she woke up the next day, Luo Lingwei felt a splitting headache. It seemed that she had been quite drunk last night.

"I didn't expect that my wangfei would still be so magnanimous." Luo Lingwei opened her eyes and saw Ye Lianhe standing in front of her bed with his arms crossed. There was a playful smile on his face, and she did not know how long he had been standing there.

"Why are you here? Didn't you want to accompany the Emperor to the Temple of Seminary? " Luo Lingwei sat up and shook her head, trying to get rid of the dizziness in her head, but to no avail.

"When does the moon shine? Ask the blue sky about the wine. This King has read countless of poems, but has never heard such a fine sentence. " Ye Lianhe chuckled and said, "I heard that this beloved concubine of mine is a person who knows nothing about literature or martial arts. I didn't expect you to be the one to pretend."

However, these words caused Luo Lingwei to feel a bit surprised. Last night, she had been drinking with two of her personal maids, and there was no one else by her side. How did Ye Lianhe know about this poem? But soon, he understood what was going on. He glared at Ye Lianhe indignantly. "You're monitoring me?"

Ye Lianhe did not answer, but turned around and left Luo Lingwei's room. Following that, Ye Lianhe's voice came from outside the door.

"Next month is the birthday celebration. I don't know what gift this king will give to the emperor this year. You can choose one for this king."

When Luo Lingwei heard this, she couldn't help but shiver. She quickly put on her clothes and ran out the door, only to see a figure that did not even turn around at night.

"Bastard!" Luo Lingwei secretly cursed in her heart, but she felt that the alcohol from last night had not dissipated. Now, with such a fierce blow, she suddenly felt dizzy again and hurriedly went back to her room.

It wasn't until dusk that Luo Lingwei completely recovered her spirit. But when he thought about how Lianhe had asked him to choose a birthday present for the emperor in the morning, his head began to hurt again, and he didn't even know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sister Weiwei, is there something on your mind?" Little White asked in concern when he saw Luo Lingwei's worried expression.

"Little White, where's Little Qing?" This girl has a lot of ideas. Tell her to come here, I need to ask her something. " Luo Lingwei said after drinking a mouthful of water.

"Sister Weiwei, Xiaoqing went to get you some gold. I think she should be back by now." Little White exchanged a cup of Spirit Calming Tea for Luo Lingwei.

Just as the two of them were talking, there was a knock on the door. Lil 'White opened the door and saw Little Blue dragging a pile of firewood into the room. After Lil 'White untied the rope that tied the firewood, the chest that contained the gold was revealed. The originally listless Luo Lingwei suddenly became spirited. She told Little White to quickly close the door and the three of them stared at the chest of gold.

However, just as Luo Lingwei was giggling foolishly, Whitey picked up a gold ingot and thoughtfully said, "Sister Weiwei, there's so much gold. If we recklessly spend it, it might arouse suspicion."

Lil 'White's words were very reasonable. Even in his own world, money laundering was an extremely complicated job. Luo Lingwei thought about it and suddenly came up with an idea.

"Little Qing, go and find a few blacksmiths for me. This gold, we'll use it to offer to Buddha. It just so happens that Your Highness asked me to choose a birthday present for the Emperor, that's what we'll use." As Luo Lingwei spoke, she slapped the gold, and the worry between her eyebrows immediately disappeared.

A moment later, within the study room. At this moment, Ye Lianhe was dabbing ink and painting a painting. A servant outside the door came in after paying his respects, and whispered a few words into Ye Lianhe's ear. With that said, Ye Lianhe smiled and nodded, instructing his servant to go inside, before calling in his personal bodyguard.

Go call the blacksmiths you prepared, let them open a shop near the King's Manor in a few days, and also inform the other blacksmiths in the city that they will go to the military to help repair the soldiers' armor and weapons. Whoever dares not go, break the tendons in their hands, so that they will never be able to strike iron again in their lifetime. After saying this, the guard immediately made his move.

At this moment, Ye Lianhe's painting was also completed. He only saw a tiger waiting for an opportunity to pounce on a male deer. Behind the mountain rock, a hunter was watching the tiger with an arrow drawn on his bow.