Journey to the West: Moral Heaven

"Chen has seen the empress!"

Yuhuan hurriedly said: "The concubine is no longer a concubine, she is just a commoner woman, Chen Zhuangyuan is welcome, please sit down."

"Miss Yang, please sit down too!"

Chen E stretched out her hand to signal, and sat in the guest seat.

Yuhuan sat across from her, with her head half lowered, her eyes slightly downcast, feeling very nervous.

Chen E smiled and asked, "Miss Yang is still used to living here?"

Yuhuan smiled faintly: "The concubine was born in a family of petty officials. Before marrying the King of Shou, she had to plan carefully for food and clothing. Although she enjoyed half her life in the palace, it's not that she couldn't bear the cold and hardship. It's not a matter of getting used to it, my lord. He is the number one scholar in the Xiucai Department of the Zhenguan Dynasty. Anyone who offers a job, has extensive knowledge and talents, is eager to learn and waits to be asked, and is not lost in the selection, is a scholar. As a Jinshi, it can be seen that the young master is a hero in the world, and the concubine just recently composed a new song, and I invite the young master to taste it."

"Uh?"

Chen E was taken aback!

Tell me to taste music?

Taste a ghost!

He is the number one scholar. He is an authentic Xibei guy. He has no ink in his stomach. He is not good at politics. He has experience from his previous life. He can get away with reciting a few poems occasionally. At least he can remember some, but music...

To be honest, he is not interested in ancient music at all. What he likes is the most dazzling ethnic style, lively, slow rocking, and the women in his family are not without proficiency in rhythm. They are gentle and versatile. , but in front of him, never play, because playing the piano to the cow, playing too much sad.

If Yuhuan is willing to show him a dance, he is still happy, but tasting music, let's avoid it.

"Sir?"

Yuhuan asked with anticipation in her beautiful eyes.

"Hehe~~"

Chen E would not force herself, even after listening to a song, she would point to the wrong head of the donkey and feel ashamed, so she simply chuckled: "Miss Yang has a wonderful hand and fairy voice, it is my blessing to be able to listen, but this is not the right time. "

"Oh? Why?"

Yuhuan Qiaomian felt a little displeased.

I condescend to play the piano for you, but you still push back?

She has a high spirit and can't stand being wronged.

Chen E chanted: "The eyebrows of the willow leaves have not been painted for a long time, the makeup and tears are stained with red silk, Nagato has no grooming, why use pearls to comfort loneliness!"

In an instant, Yuhuan's face changed!

This poem was written by Concubine Mei, who is Yuhuan's lifelong enemy. Speaking of which, Concubine Mei has a cold personality and would not take the initiative to please the emperor. Yuhuan enters the palace, but the cold beauty is like a chicken rib, it is tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to discard it. After enjoying Yuhuan's every kind of tenderness, Li Longji has always been obsessed with Meifei's cold face. I went back to my mother's house.

According to her knowledge, although Li Longji did not take Concubine Mei with him when he fled to the west, Concubine Mei was still alive. Those who return home, who are homeless or unwilling to go home, will be supported in the Taiji Palace, and once they are used according to the system, they will be promoted to concubines according to their original titles.

Concubine Mei became Concubine Mei.

Yuhuan had repeatedly slandered and framed her, forcing Li Longji to cast Concubine Mei into the cold palace. Today, Chen E recited a poem written by Concubine Mei, just to satirize her own narrow-mindedness and vicious methods!

At the same time, she thought of another meaning.

Concubine Mei fell out of favor, and she was still devoted to Li Longji all her life, treating each other obsessively. As for herself, after being honored and favored, her husband's life and death were unknown, and her status was still there, she went to hook up with other men. It's not far off.

Yuhuan's heart was high, Li Longji had been spoiled by her for ten years, how could he be humiliated by this, Huo De stood up with a cold face, turned around and walked into the back room.

Empress Wei, who was making tea inside, murmured badly, ran out quickly, pulled Yuhuan and said, "Your Majesty!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Yuhuan was sad and wronged, and cried bitterly.

Empress Wei turned back and blamed: "Chen Zhuangyuan, you said that you recited the poems of Concubine Mei carefully. The empress is high-spirited, so you can't let her go? How can you be such a man? How can you compete with a weak woman? ?”

"Heh~~"

Chen E smiled: "The Supreme Emperor praises Miss Yang as Xie Yuhua because she is considerate and considerate. How come I don't see any thoughtfulness here, but she becomes arrogance? Concubine Mei is compared to Xie Daoyun, and Miss Yang is only praised Compared to Zhao Feiyan, I don’t know where Miss Yang’s heart is. Is it possible that she is good at dancing and can compose two pieces of music? Or is she domineering and has formed a habit? Li Longji is used to you, I don’t care. I'm used to you!"

"Who wants you to get used to it? Get out, get out!"

Yuhuan's pretty face was flushed with anger, and her whole body was trembling.

Chen E grabbed her arm and brought it into his arms.

"Let go, let go, don't touch me, don't you think I have a bad temper, hate and be unreasonable, why are you touching me?"

Yuhuan struggled hard, tears streaming down her face.

"Young master, what are you doing?"

Empress Wei didn't expect such a situation, her heart was in a mess, and she was at a loss.

Chen E asked back: "Miss Wei, I would like to ask, what do you want to do when you invite me to your house, is it difficult to answer if you can't answer it?

Forget it, your daughter's family always wants some face, so I'll make the decision for you. Three days later, you will dress up Miss Yang and send her to my house through the back door in the evening in a soft sedan chair. "

"This... isn't this being a concubine?"

Empress Wei said in surprise.

Chen E wiped the tears on Yuhuan's cheeks with the back of her little finger, and said softly: "A big man has three wives and four concubines, my three wives are full, and there are vacancies for concubines, if Miss Yang feels wronged, I will naturally not force her to leave! "

Saying that, he tightened his arms around Yuhuan's soft waist, put it under his nose to smell it, and then turned and left satisfied.

"How can it be reasonable? This is reasonable. Why is he like this? Thinking of me, Yang Yuhuan, the dignified concubine, I put down my face and took the initiative to make friends with him. He actually asked me to be his concubine. I can't bear such humiliation. I will never enter." The door of his Chen family!"

With Chen E's departure, Yuhuan's lady's temper completely exploded!

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Empress Wei shook her head secretly, no one else could bear such a temper, suddenly she understood why Chen E had to beat Yuhuan regardless of her face!

Yuhuan once returned to her mother's house in a fit of anger because of Concubine Mei's jealousy. This kind of thing would be sensational in any dynasty.

It's just that Li Longji is too old to eat her way, so Chen E said, I'm not used to you.

On the other hand, calling herself a concubine, calling herself a servant girl, she is willing to do so, but how could it be possible that she has no self-knowledge when someone else falls into the situation she is in today?

"Why don't you speak, are you also facing him?"

Seeing Queen Wei, Yuhuan kept quiet and said unwillingly.

"Hey, my lady!"