Deadly Merry [Rebirth]

"Which name do you prefer? Concubine Shu or Concubine Ming, or Concubine Hui, Concubine Zhao?" The emperor smiled and handed the canonized imperial edict to Tu Jiuer's eyelids. The imperial edict had already been written, only the title was blank.

Tu Jiu'er recalled some chatter from the court ladies a few days ago, rolled his eyes, and said, "I think that... the imperial concubine sounds pretty good."

"Imperial Concubine?" The emperor was taken aback, seeing Tu Jiu'er's face, she really didn't know how high this score was.The imperial concubine, that is the second only to the queen in the harem. An emperor can have thousands of concubines, but only one or two special ones can be imperial concubines. In addition, which one is not a character with a different status and background.

"Isn't it possible?" Tu Jiu'er pursed her mouth aggrievedly, she was quite charming, "But people like this."

The emperor also knew that he was fighting with the empress dowager at this time, and he couldn't be blamed for doing such a ridiculous thing, but when he saw Tu Jiu'er's face, he gritted his teeth and responded directly: "If you like it, I will seal it."

"Thank you, Brother Majesty."

This soft and glutinous "Brother Majesty" called the emperor's heart, and he was so excited when he heard it that he didn't recover for a long time.

Tu Jiu'er looked at the emperor and covered his mouth and laughed.

Later, Tu Jiuer sent the emperor away with great difficulty. The emperor seemed to want to stay overnight, but he was afraid of offending Tu Jiuer, so he didn't dare to mention it.

Fortunately, he is a master who is willing to take pity on beautiful women. If he is an unreasonable tyrant, it will not be so easy to coax him over.

Tu Jiu'er leaned against the door, listening to the chief eunuch yelling to get up, and watched the emperor's chariot disappear at the end of the path little by little.

She yawned and was about to go back to lie down when she heard another girly voice shouting:

"The empress is here—"

Tu Jiu'er suddenly grinned and turned around and ran down the steps, only to see the queen's chariot walking towards him on the other side of the path.When the chariot settled down, Jin Huachu was helped out by two court ladies, accompanied by a haggard look still sick.

"You won't be in a wheelchair today?" Tu Jiu'er happily took Jin Huachu's hand.

The little eunuch next to him scolded: "What is your identity? How dare you act so presumptuously when you see your empress?

Jin Huachu said softly, "That's all."

Tu Jiuer glanced at the little eunuch triumphantly, pulled Jin Huachu towards the door, and said as he walked, "Didn't I tell you to come and see me often? Why don't you come? On the contrary, your majesty's brother runs faster than you." Too much? Let me look forward to it very anxiously.

"Brother Your Majesty?" Jin Huachu couldn't help frowning, quite displeased.

"It's just a title, are you going to be angry too?" Tu Jiuer shook Jin Huachu's hand, his tone full of coquettishness, "Huachu, good Huachu, please forgive me, I just called you It's not intentional that I didn't hug her. "

"You can have a few words of truth in your mouth."

"Whether I tell the truth or not, don't you like to listen to me?" Tu Jiu'er enthusiastically brought Jin Huachu to the desk, pointing to the crooked characters on the table, "Last time I promised to teach me how to write." , you see, I have followed your arrangement, but why can't I write it well?"

Jin Huachu lowered her eyes to look at the desk, and she knew that Tu Jiu'er must be asking for something by being so coquettish.

Strange to say, she could clearly feel Tu Jiuer's naughtiness and indecency, and she could also feel that Tu Jiuer probably didn't like her and only liked to play, but she would still be coaxed by her every now and then. I can't let go of her all the time, eating, sleeping, waking up, she will miss her terribly.

How could this be, she thought that she would never like anyone in her life.

But Dudu fell in love with her.

"Hua Chu, you're in a daze again." Tu Jiu'er tilted his head to look at her with a smile.

"In the future, when there are servants around, you should call me Empress Empress. It's better to be decent." Jin Huachu couldn't stand Tu Jiu'er smiling at her, the troublesome face had crooked eyebrows and deep dimples when he smiled. Trapped, it's really seductive, "...you can't write well in a day or two. If you can't write well, you can't write well. Anyway, whatever you do is a temporary enthusiasm, and you don't want to write after two days."

"Where do I have it?"

"A few days ago, I still liked poems and songs, and asked me to teach you to be flat-faced. Now, I suddenly changed my temper and liked to write. Everything I do is half a bucket of water dangling around. It is just a laughing stock for others to say that you are arty. ordinary people." Although Jin Huachu said so, he still sat at the desk and picked up the handwriting written by Tu Jiuer to read.

"When I first came here, I didn't understand anything, so I thought those poems were fun, and you happen to be good at poems..." Tu Jiu'er was afraid that his words would be wrong, so Jin Huachu stopped teaching her, so he hurriedly changed his words, " Huachu, even though I do things in a flash, but this time I promise you, as long as I don't leave you, I will never give up this 'arty' hobby."

"In this way, you will leave me one day." Jin Huachu said half jokingly and half seriously.

"How could it be? Even if one day you and I are far and wide, I will always keep you in my heart." Tu Jiu'er took Jin Huachu's hand and placed it on her chest, looking at her with bright eyes, "Never forget, trust me."

Can you believe it?

Tu Jiu'er is the best at lying, and then mixed with her face with some sweet words, she was able to deceive most of the people in the world.

Jin Huachu knew that she shouldn't believe it, but there was another emotion in her heart, joy, anticipation, and ready to move, which made her rather throw away her reason and believe in that person's promise.

Is this the beauty of the word love?

"Don't let me go, don't you want to learn to write?" Jin Huachu said softly.

Tu Jiu'er saw that she was relieved, and hurriedly agreed with an "ah", moved a small stool and sat down, lying on the table to watch Jin Huachu demonstrate for her.

The woman sitting at the desk has a pale and thin face, thin shoulders and waist, and the only embellishment is the red tear mole under the corner of the eye, which is small, unique, interesting and lovable.

A ray of light blocked outside the window came in, shone on her elegant face, shone on her glowing scarlet mole, shone into Tu Jiuer's peach blossom eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun is so comfortable.

It is too comfortable to have someone writing quietly by your side.

Tu Jiu'er suddenly began to feel sleepy, his eyes drowsy, and he couldn't read the words written on the paper clearly.

"This is the character for 'spring'. When writing the upper part, pay attention to the length of the three horizontal lines. The day below should be written as small..."

"spring……"

Tu Jiu'er followed Jin Huachu's words vaguely.

"This is the word '日'. When writing this word alone, you should pay special attention to the sealing stroke."

"……day……"

"This is the word 'you', the left-middle-right structure you have to—"

Before Jin Huachu finished half a sentence, she stopped writing, looked at Tu Jiu'er who had fallen asleep, sighed softly, and put the pen in her hand back into the pen holder.She summoned a court lady, ordered to take the robe, and covered the sleeping Tu Jiu'er.

When will Tu Jiu'er be able to comprehend these twists and turns of implicit thoughts?

I hope that I can live to the day when she can truly understand.