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The agate necklace was torn off unintentionally, falling down and bouncing off one by one.

"Axi." Gu Jiuran's affectionate eyes finally made Wenxi unable to say anything to refuse.

"Then take it easy—I have business to do—"

Gu Jiuran pressed on him: "Tomorrow..."

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47. Prepare to...

After having fun, Wen Xi lay lazily on Gu Jiuran's body, her hair, which had been elongated by magic power, spread out like seaweed on his bare back, lining the whole back with passionflower The pattern looks more enchanting.

Seeing this beautiful and delicious scene, Gu Zhonggou stretched out his Lushan claw——

"Pa—" Wen Xi took a long golden hairpin and slapped a certain cheap paw fiercely.

Gu Jiuran had no choice but to please look at his queen, and kissed her: "Axi, don't you want to talk about something? Tell me, I'll listen."

Wen Xi propped himself up with one hand, looked down at Gu Jiuran who was lying on the bed, seeing his "I'll listen to you" look of a good kindergarten baby, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his chest trembled slightly.

The poor loyal dog was dazzled by the spring scenery on Queen Wen's chest, and his eyes were fixed on the two bright red spots on Wen Xi's chest.

"Don't make trouble." Wen Xi stretched out his hand to cover Gu Jiuran's eyes, slowly approached Gu Jiuran's ear with his steaming lips, and slowly told him everything that happened today.

"Gu Qizhong's unrequited love for Wen Wen? This is really—" Gu Jiuran was speechless after listening to the history of the two ancestors' secret love and being secretly in love, but he laughed immediately: "The sentence 'May Gu's disciples and the Wen family's children live forever. Forever cultivating the good of all eternity, fulfilling my wish, fulfilling my lack of fate'I did it, how can you thank me?"

Wen Xi moved his hand away and poked Gu Jiuran's stomach: "I'm going to be a good boy if I get it cheap, I want to tell you, I'm not a womanizer!" He paused in embarrassment, and continued: "I want to join the school drama club, I—reverse." The last sentence was so sad and powerless that Gu Jiuran even laughed.

"Drama club? Is the head of the group called Ye Kongyin?" Gu Jiuran murmured inwardly.

"Yeah, why, what's wrong?"

Gu Jiuran showed a very clear expression, and he kissed Wenxi: "Hey, you don't know, the drama club of H University is actually a concentration camp for rotten girls. Back then, Ye Kongyin wanted to start a rotten girl club, but the name won too much. ...It's a matter of course, and this drama club was established later, which is actually the base of the fan."

"It's just not right." Gu Jiuran frowned, "I know that the school is going to put on a drama this time, which is "The Palace of Eternal Life", but based on what I know about that woman, she doesn't seem to be so serious."

Wen Xi got out of bed and began to get dressed: "You know her really well. But you're right, I want to dance in reverse."

"I'm going to rehearse." Wen Xi put on his shirt, packed his clothes, and reported to school with a lazy air of being loved, and left Gu Zhonggou on the bed alone.

Gu Jiuran was not angry either, he put away the silly smile in front of Wenxi, and showed an indescribable smile.

Ah Xi, you don't know how many bastards who covet you will be hit by your spring spirit.

But, my black-bellied and a little naughty son, aren't you afraid that Wenxi will seduce more bastards?

Wen Xi found it very strange. On the way to school, many people stared at him inexplicably. When they got to school, those women looked down one by one and started sending text messages and calling. Wen Xi was confused water.

Touch your hair, it's short, I've already shrunk my hair back, and there's nothing on my face, what's going on?

Thinking of this, Wen Xi couldn't help speeding up his pace. He walked to the bottom of the main building of the Liyuan and was about to go up to the second floor. Before he went upstairs, he heard Ye Kongyin's roar!

"Don't talk to me about democracy! Remember, you are the people and I am the Lord! I am the screenwriter! What I say is right!"

"Suggestion? Did you laugh to death? Still have opinions and suggestions. How old are you? Are you worthy of educating me? Well, if you have any opinions, I will keep them for my old lady! Let me rehearse well for my old lady! You have three concubines in this script, Nima. Ma give me contentment! Give me a smile! Nima, a person who enjoys the blessings of everyone should have such an expression of wanting to cry without tears?"

Wen Xi fell silent, this Ye Kongyin was not as fierce as usual.

When he moved to the second floor, he saw Ye Kongyin wearing a water-red imperial concubine dress, admonishing a boy in a dragon robe domineeringly, with such generosity that the steps on his head swayed in time.

"Tell me, are you okay?"

The boy replied weakly: "OK."

"Very good, if you are not OK this time, I will KO you!"

Wen Xi: ...

"You are the emperor! The emperor! Where is your aura? Why is it not as good as me, Concubine Wu Hui!" Ye Kongyin was heartbroken, poking the back of the boy's hand with bright red nails. The golden armor flickered, shaking the poor boy to the point of crying.

"Senior sister, I really—" As soon as the boy opened his mouth, Wen Xi knew who this poor compatriot was. This person was none other than Wen Xi's roommate during military training, Wei Ning.

"Your partner is here, so I won't educate you. Play it seriously, and you'll get credit for it! Do you understand?" Ye Kongyin shook her imperial concubine clothes, and walked to Wenxi's side with a smile on her face. After eyeing Wen Xi ambiguously, he said loudly: "Wei Ning, come and see your concubine Mei."

Wei Ning turned his head and saw the person who made him dream of him standing in front of him, with a faint charm between his brows, and his heart trembled as he looked like he had just been nourished.

Who, who did that to the one he loved?Let him become like this, that person is really enviable, jealous, and resentful.

So, son, you have successfully hit Wenxi beauty's crush...

Wei Ning bit his lip, bowed his head and smiled wryly: "Wen Xi, long time no see." He was so melancholy that he didn't hear Ye Kongyin's words, so when Wen Xi finished changing his outfit, he turned into a stone statue.

The beauty in front of her has elegant eyebrows, her head is loosely tied up in a high bun, a jade hairpin is inserted obliquely on the left side, a jade plum flower is placed on the right hairpin, and a five-petal plum blossom suet jade tied with a red string is tied around her neck. , wearing a plain tulle chest-length skirt, it really looks like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace and the Queen Mother going down to Yaochi.

Wen Xi looked awkwardly at Wei Ning who was stunned, and asked in a low voice, "It's strange? I also feel very awkward."

"It's not surprising, it's beautiful." Wei Ning replied with a sour heart.

"Come on, of course your wife looks good." Ye Kongyin stroked her tassel earrings and said casually, "Where's sister Yang Shu? She's Concubine Yang, let her practice the neon clothes and feather dance quickly, and be careful that she won't be able to do it when the time comes." Taiwan is ashamed, but don't blame me for not reminding her."

"Deng thud——" There was a loud noise in a certain corner, and a beautiful woman in a light yellow imperial concubine dress stepped on extremely incongruous yellow high-heeled shoes and walked over, her willow eyebrows stood erect, one hand on her hip, and the other poked Ye Kongyin : "Do you think it's easy for me, old lady? I donated all my cousin. For the sake of my beautiful cousin, you will lose your flesh if you speak kindly to me! Beauty Ye?"

Don't think about it, this beauty is Miss Yang Shu.

Ye Kongyin didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being caught, she smiled frankly: "Oh, what's the matter, who made our imperial concubine angry? How about some lychees to defeat her?"

Sister, lychees are on fire...

Seeing them arguing for fun, Wen Xi had no choice but to interrupt them and said, "Leader Ye, sister, let's start working quickly."

Ye Kongyin nodded, picked up her skirt and walked onto the stage, only then did Wenxi realize that she was also wearing a pair of ten centimeter gold and red belt high heels.

Woman, it's really...Wen Xi shook his head weakly, obediently put on his embroidered satin shoes, and walked onto the stage.

It is said that there are three women in one drama, but it is similar on this stage.

Concubine Yang Gui in a goose-yellow shirt, Concubine Mei in plain clothes, Concubine Wu Hui in crimson, Tang Minghuang with a weak aura, all very strange.

To be honest, the role of Concubine Wu Hui is really a supporting role among supporting roles, because as a character who is about to die of illness at the beginning, can you expect her to be so extraordinary?

But Ye Kongyin likes it.

Doesn't she, as a screenwriter, have the right to add plays to herself?

Concubine Wu Hui lay ill on the imperial concubine's couch, but her eyes were unbelievably bright, she stared at the emperor in a daze, her voice was weak: "Your Majesty, I know that my time is numbered, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve His Majesty's side. For so many years, His Majesty has shown such deep affection for his concubines, and I am afraid that his concubines will be disappointed. Your Majesty, there will be more newcomers serving in the future. I am afraid that next year, here, where the concubines are buried, there will be others. Let the young and beautiful woman stand in this merlin and laugh."

The emperor with slightly white temples sighed, pinched off a plum blossom hairpin and put it between Concubine Wu Hui's temples, and held her hand: "Don't be silly, at my age, how can there be other women?" How about you take good care of your illness, I like how you looked 20 years ago, when you were standing in this plum forest, combing the double rings of a girl, and smiling so beautifully."

Concubine Wu Hui heard this, a blush appeared on her pale face, and she smiled with difficulty, "...Sanlang, at that time, I was a little palace maid who was bullied by others. I thought it was so miserable—how could it be so good? But, you rescued me. When you came out, you spoiled me, loved me, respected me, and gave me the glory of this body, I was very touched and very grateful."

"In this palace, so many people come in every year, and so many people are sent away.