Comprehensive film and television: starting from Su Peisheng

"Your Majesty, are you tired? Let me help you to rest!"

Luo Yao's tone was concerned, but to Yongzheng's ears, it sounded like this guy's tone was cheerful.

"Why didn't you remind me when we were in Yimei Garden?!"

Yongzheng's face was gloomy and his tone was full of questions.

If someone else had come here, he would probably have been so scared that he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.

But Luo Yao didn't care and continued pressing her fingers on his head.

It looks like she is massaging him, but in fact she is just slacking off in order to absorb more dragon energy.

"I saw that the emperor was in a bad mood at the time, so I didn't dare to say anything more."

"Besides, Your Majesty is the ruler of a country. You should focus on yourself on a daily basis. If it can make Your Majesty happy, a little bit of ancestral etiquette is nothing."

To put it simply: You had a gloomy face at that time, as if someone owed you five million, so how could I dare to persuade you!

Besides, you may not listen to my advice.

Anyway, you are the emperor, whatever you say is the truth. As long as you are happy, you can let anyone stay overnight.

Of course, this was just what Luo Yao thought in her heart, and what she said was mainly based on the emperor's mood.

It seemed as if he was considering his own interests, so he risked being punished and did not step forward to stop it immediately.

"A few ancestral etiquettes...are nothing?"

But after he finished speaking, Yongzheng's attention was not on this.

Instead, he kept repeating this sentence with an inexplicable look on his face.

"So you're willing to do anything to make me happy?"

Yongzheng asked again.

Luo Yao didn't understand what he was saying, but she still responded:

"Of course, my loyalty to the emperor is as clear as the sun and the moon, as endless as the surging river, as..."

When he heard that he was about to talk about something else, Yongzheng raised his hand to stop him and interrupted:

"Well, come here."

At this moment, Yongzheng was sitting in front of the desk, and Luo Yao was standing behind him.

She was talking excitedly when she saw the emperor pointing to the side and asking her to go over.

Luo Yao didn't understand why, but she already had some bad thoughts in her mind.

Looking at the emperor's slightly tipsy eyes, he seemed a little drunk.

Oh my god, are you trying to mess with me?

Luo Yao's heart skipped a beat, and the joy she had originally felt from playing with the three giants in the harem faded a lot.

He no longer had the high-spirited look he had when he spoke just now.

Luo Yao walked slowly to Yongzheng's left side.

I heard the other person say: "Come on, kneel down."

Luo Yao: “?!!!!”

His tone was not that of a harsh reprimand, but rather very normal.

It seems to be training a small pet, saying to the other party: Come, shake hands, salute, lie down...

But this kneeling is a bit intriguing.

After Yongzheng finished speaking, he just squinted his eyes and looked at her without any reaction.

At this moment Luo Yao fully understood what it meant that the barking dog does not bite.

Yongzheng in this state is even more intimidating than when he is angry.

She knelt on one knee.

Yongzheng looked her up and down and uttered a sigh.

"What's wrong with you? You look so good even when you're kneeling?"

Who doesn’t tremble and curl up in a ball when kneeling?

You are holding your head high and your chest puffed out here. If someone doesn't know you, they would think you are attending a military parade!

Luo Yao silently changed her posture.

The emperor picked up a booklet from the table, held it in front of her and asked:

"Do you know what this is?"

Luo Yao took a quick look and thought, could it be that some minister from the previous dynasty had reported me?

Damn these old guys!

"I don't know."

She answered in a low voice, and the atmosphere in the air began to thicken.

Yongzheng snorted and laughed, looking at the person in front of him who was already nervous, without saying a word, he took the book and rolled it up in his hand.

Under Luo Yao's dazed gaze, the rolled-up booklet hit her head heavily.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He knocked three times in a row, and the necklace on her Little Red Riding Hood was knocked off!

Luoyao: (′⊙w⊙`)! ? ?

After knocking, Yongzheng looked at her and saw her confused and cute expression. He laughed and stood up and walked away.

It seemed that this action was just to scare him and mess with her mentality.

Luo Yao stood there in silence for a long time, and then she gritted her teeth and spat out two words:

".........childish!!!"

She stood up angrily. She was so scared that she thought he was going to write his will in advance.

I didn’t expect that Yongzheng was just having fun!

Is she such a fun person?!

After stroking the crooked Little Red Riding Hood, Luo Yao pouted and wanted to walk out.

She had to eat three bowls of dessert to soothe her wounded heart.

However.....

"Su Peisheng! Undress me!"

The emperor's voice came from the inner room, and Luo Yao took back the foot that had just stepped forward.

All those palace maids and eunuchs around you are dead!

Although he complained in his heart, a worker still jumped online in a second: "Here I come!"

In front of the bed.

When Yongzheng saw that she lowered her head and eyes, and no longer had the cheerfulness she had before, he felt a lot more relieved.

Even falling asleep was faster than usual.

Before falling asleep, he was still thinking: I didn't expect that Su Peisheng had this function, then in the future...

Luo Yao: Haha.

.......................................

That night, the news that Zhen Huan went to the Yangxin Palace and came back spread throughout the harem.

Concubine Hua was even more delighted and was waiting to watch the two of them make a fool of themselves when they paid their respects next time.

She has already thought of what to say when the time comes, and is just waiting to put it into practice.

In Jingren Palace.

Queen Ulanara Yixiu sat in front of the dressing mirror, combing her hair.

The usually compassionate face had long since turned grim.

"Jianqiu."