The female emperor raised her slender fingers, pinched a corner of the portrait, lifted her thin lips, and said with a smile, "The long one is not bad, Shi Lang, I don't know who belongs to this beauty?"
He Yuhua bent over and arched his hands, "Return to your Majesty, this is a dog."
"If the dog can get your majesty's blue eyes, the old minister is willing to send him into the palace to serve your majesty, in return for your majesty's support and cultivation."
He said it was very high-sounding, I don't know how loyal and patriotic I thought this man was!
Fu Yue snorted softly.
This He Yuhua is not unfaithful, and can even barely be regarded as a loyal minister. The previous life Ji Lan was betrayed. This person was one of the few ministers who sided with Ji Lan.
This person is fairly loyal.
But he was too greedy, not satisfied with the status quo, and wanted to climb up.
The empress did not express a specific attitude, which gradually raised the heart of the servant minister.
Your Majesty, what does this mean?
a long time.
The female emperor above the high position replied slowly: "Aiqing is interested, but I am disrespectful."
A touch of joy flashed through He Yuhua's eyes.
She knelt down and kowtow to thank you.
He Luo, the son of He Shilang, was immediately named Shijun after he was sent to the palace, and Fu Yue personally arranged to live in the luxurious Guanju Palace with excellent scenery.
The emperor's move.
No one thought of it.
You know, Guanju Palace has always been the place where the most favored concubines of the emperors in the past can live, but now it has been given to a new servant who has just entered the palace, how can the men in the palace bear it.
One by one the sour became lemon essence.
He Luo is also flattered.
On the second day after entering the palace, He Luo saw the beautiful man in the painting that he couldn't forget at a glance, just like his dream.
Elegant and graceful.
The woman was tall and slender, and she was wearing an extremely well-fitting dragon robe. Her sharp peach blossom eyes faintly swept over, looking at him as if she was looking at some decorations.
For a long time, Fu Yue smiled slightly.
Thin lips spit out a few words, "It's really alike."
He Luo: "??"
After he saluted Fu Yue and greeted him, he just stood there so obediently and let her look at it, saying: "...see your majesty for ministers."
It was He Luo's accident.
The word minister is not so difficult to say.
Fu Yue stayed in this Guanju Palace for a while and then left soon.
This made He Luo couldn't help being a little disappointed.
Your Majesty doesn't seem to be interested in him, what about... what?
Also, what does the phrase "really look like" really mean?
What kind of person?
After an afternoon in horror in Horoti.
In the evening, he was notified that his Majesty had called him to bed.
After bathing and incense, He Luo dressed bright and clean and went to the Chaoyang Palace in Fuyue, ready to show off his beauty.
He Luo thought about countless cases of attending to bed.
But now this is something he never expected.
He and His Majesty played Go all night.
He Luo: "..."
The second night.
He Luoan was a tree hole quietly, listening to Fu Yue complaining a lot, his upper and lower eyelids were always fighting because they missed each other too much.
The third night.
Fu Yue and He Luo sleep in separate beds, and they still don't have the same room in the true sense.
Although there was no real attendant, He Luo breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
Your Majesty is finally getting normal.
...
That's it.
The story of the female emperor's favoring the new servant has been spread to everyone in the harem, and she turned her sign for a week.
Those who know, of course also include Wenxian.
And An Zixuan, who hasn't played for a long time.