I'm determined to be the dark moonlight

Wenting Pavilion has been the place where emperors and ministers discussed important military matters since Emperor Wen.

The only concubine who entered this place, apart from the empress dowager who favored the Sixth Palace back then, was Weiying.

Weiying followed behind the emperor, staring at the young emperor's thin back.

The emperor only wore black regular clothes, his back was straight, and the black silk clothes were tied with scarlet wreaths, which made his waist so thin that he couldn't hold it.

The more Weiying looked at it, the more she felt that the emperor didn't look like a man, but like...a hermaphrodite!

No wonder he put Buddhist scriptures in the study, and he no longer has that kind of worldly desire.

She stared for a while, and saw that the emperor's body trembled slightly, revealing a bit of unnatural tension, and raised her head curiously, facing the man sitting on the couch drinking tea.

The man is probably past his age, and he looks a bit like the queen mother.

He was sipping tea with lowered eyes, when he heard the voice, he put down the cup of tea, raised his head and smiled at the emperor: "Your Majesty."

The emperor's tone was very respectful: "Teacher, you are here."

For a long time when the little emperor first entered the palace, Gong Hongbo served as the emperor's teacher and taught the little emperor himself.

The emperor has always been in awe of him.

Gong Hongbo caught a glimpse of the girl following behind the emperor, and frowned indistinctly.

Wei Ying was not afraid of this powerful uncle, she bowed with a smile, and huddled together with the emperor, so tired that Gong Hongbo turned her head away, and cursed the concubine Yao in her heart.

Gong Hongbo recalled the tearful accusations he had received from Zhang Ke and other officials as soon as he came back to court, his fingers curled slightly, and he tapped the table: "I heard that His Majesty whipped all the officials in front of the Taihe Gate?"

The emperor straightened his body: "They asked for it."

Wei Ying leaned beside her, nodded as if something was going on, and added: "I've never heard of such a strange request."

The emperor echoed: "I have never heard of such a strange request. I couldn't bear to execute you adults, so I had to do my best to satisfy them."

Gong Hongbo was speechless for a long time after they sang and choked, and then remembered what Zhang Ke and the others said in tears——

"Your Majesty, it's okay to beat us, and he also sends an imperial doctor to see us every day, and it costs 100 taels of silver for one visit!" Zhang Ke cried like a 60-year-old child: "Uncle Guo, look at us!" Is this plausible? Is this reasonable? My monthly salary is only ten taels of silver, and if I have to feed a family with so many mouths for servants, he, he will fine me 100 taels at once."

Aggrieved, Zhang Ke stretched out a finger, poked his chest, gasped, and cried, "Listen, my heart aches when I hear it! I was so scared that I limped with injuries the next day. I'm afraid that the imperial physician will come again, look at my butt, I can't even sit on a stool."

Gong Hongbo gripped the porcelain cup tightly, thinking, what a tragedy.

He said lightly: "After all, Mr. Zhang is a veteran of the two dynasties. He served the late emperor back then. Even if he did something wrong, His Majesty should not have punished him so severely. Pity him for his age. Now he can't sit on a hardwood chair and can only sleep. Can sleep on my side."

Weiying stared round her eyes: "How does Lord Gong know that Lord Zhang can't sit on a hardwood chair? Have you seen his butt?"

The emperor bent his eyebrows, bowed his head and held back a smile, holding back a smile that made his body tremble slightly.

Gong Hongbo's eyes darkened, he took a sip of tea to recover, and said through gritted teeth, "I haven't seen Master Zhang's ass." He glanced at the little emperor who was holding back his laughter, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. It’s the teaching from the ancestors, have you forgotten?”

The emperor embraced Weiying's waist, and put his hands on her waist, "My concubine is only concerned about Mrs. Zhang's body."

Weiying bowed her head, very modestly: "The concubine is just sharing the worries for His Majesty, no more than the uncle of the country who takes care of every opportunity for the country and the people, and never forgets to care about Mr. Zhang..." She suddenly rounded her eyes, and then giggled.

The emperor couldn't help but smiled slightly.

Gong Hongbo's face was as black as charcoal, and he emphasized again: "I didn't look at Mr. Zhang's ass! I don't have that kind of habit!"

Emperor: "Teacher, you're overthinking, Aifei doesn't mean that."

Weiying nodded, with an innocent expression, and whispered in the emperor's ear, "Why does Uncle Guo care so much about Mr. Zhang's?"

She lowered her voice, but Gong Hongbo still heard it.

Gong Hongbo clenched his sleeves tightly, his face sank like water: What should I do, I'm so angry!

He was so angry that his eyes were in a daze, and he stared at the screen not far away. There were four pictures of beauties painted on the screen.After watching it for a while, he was convinced that he still liked women, and he didn't have any thoughts about Mr. Zhang's ass.

Beauty seduces people, demon concubine harms the country!

Gong Hongbo was very angry in his heart, but he is a dignified uncle, so he can't argue with a weak girl, besides, he came here to discuss state affairs with the emperor, why did the topic get farther and farther away?

The emperor tugged Weiying's sleeves, signaling her to stop messing around, and at the same time comforted the uncle Guo who was about to go berserk: "Teacher came here late at night, what's the matter?"

Gong Hongbo looked slightly calm, and said in a deep voice: "It's like this. The day before yesterday, General Pei won many battles and defeated Beijue. There was news from Beijue that he wanted peace, but he wanted to draw a border with our dynasty."

The emperor sat lazily, resting his head on his hands: "Delineate the frontier?"

Since ancient times, Beijue and Dasheng have not had a definite border on the border. Generally, it is assumed that the two countries will each occupy half of Zhuomu Lake, with the center of the lake as the boundary line. As for the large grassland beside Zhuomu Lake, because Beijue often rides With iron cavalry to harass the northern residents, the frontier is uncertain.

Yun Shao thought about it and asked, "What do you think, teacher?"

Gong Hongbo: "Gong is in the present age, and it will last forever."

Yun Shao saw Wei Ying, and the girl sat beside her obediently, without any thought of expressing her opinion.The light fell on the girl's soft and beautiful face, she was a little dazed, and quietly stretched out her hand from under her sleeve to hook Weiying, wanting to hold Yingying.

The back of Weiying's hand was inadvertently touched by a cold fingertip, she slapped it back without thinking.

"Crack!" Loud applause sounded in Wenting Pavilion.

Aggrieved, the emperor withdrew the back of his hand that was red from being photographed, and drooped his brows and eyes, like a little beast being scolded by its master.

Gong Hongbo didn't even notice, "Your Majesty?"

The emperor sniffed, and replied with a nasal sound: "The matter of Beijue, the teacher can do as he sees."

Gong Hongbo: "Next spring, envoys from the Northern Jue will come to Shengjing to delineate the frontier with our dynasty. Recently, the border wars have subsided, General Pei has returned triumphantly, and the squadron will return to the dynasty. We will start preparing for the reward of soldiers."

The emperor lowered his eyes, only looking at the back of his red hand, "The teacher has the final say."

Gong Hongbo raised his eyes and looked at Wei Ying, his deep black eyes were heavily illuminated by the lights, "There is one more thing, I shouldn't worry about your majesty's private affairs, but your majesty should not be obsessed with women and delay state affairs."

Weiying couldn't help laughing, thinking, a man who stuffed three women in his family into the harem actually asked the emperor not to be obsessed with women.

She pulled the emperor's smooth and cold silk clothes, raised her head and said, "Yes, what Uncle Guo said is right, Your Majesty, you should be like Uncle Guo, be more considerate of all the officials, and care about Mr. Zhang..." She said with a small face Red again, showing a "giggle" smile.

Gong Hongbo's face turned black, he gritted his molars, and said word by word: "I didn't look at Mr. Zhang's ass!"

Emperor: "Why is the teacher so angry? Even if you read it, it doesn't matter."

Gong Hongbo: "I don't have any! I like women!"

Wei Ying tilted her head, her eyes were full of curiosity: "What is Uncle Guo thinking about? Who said that Uncle Guo has a habit of cutting off sleeves?"

The emperor sang with her: "Whoever spreads rumors and dares to slander the teacher will be dragged out and beheaded!"

Gong Hongbo: ...Life will be counted again.

The man stood up and bowed his hands to the emperor. He did not bow to the courtiers, but said: "It's late at night, I'm leaving first. Your Majesty should rest early, don't want to be... licentious, take care of the dragon's body."

The emperor nodded: "Teacher, take care of yourself too."

Wei Ying: "Pfft."

Gong Hongbo's eyes darkened, his body swayed, and he held on to the screen to stand still.

He always felt that these two people were implying something, but he couldn't refute it!It's like a thorn in my throat, like a needle felt like a thorn in my back!

Gong Hongbo left Wenting Pavilion in a hurry. He had never been so embarrassed before. After walking a long way, he seemed to be able to hear the devilish laughter behind him.

He stood on the platform made of white marble, the night wind blew coldly, and the dark clouds covered the bright moon.

Blown by the wind, I finally seemed to have forgotten that magical laughter.

Gong Hongbo I, a power minister, never thought that there would be a day when he would flee in front of someone in a hurry.His eyes were in a trance, and his mind was full of Mr. Zhang's ass.

hateful!

Two daughters wrote to me the day before yesterday, saying that His Majesty has a new favorite in the palace, but he hasn't taken it to heart. Now it seems...

There was a trace of coldness in his eyes, and he smiled lightly.

After the man left, only Weiying and the emperor were left in Wenting Pavilion.

Weiying took the opportunity to touch the pile of memorials, trying to find her "Secrets of the Harem". The memorials are thinner than the script, so they are easy to separate—if the dog emperor didn't stuff any Buddhist scriptures into the pile of memorials If it's something weird like that, it's not hard to find.

Shouldn't be difficult...

Right?

With her blurred vision, Weiying struggles to watch the maid touch the concubine's bed.Touching and touching, she touched the emperor's hand, which was ice-cold, delicate and smooth, like a piece of beautiful jade.

The emperor's voice was aggrieved: "My concubine, my hand hurt so much from your slap just now."

Weiying held the paw of the dog emperor, "Why did your majesty put your hand into the pocket?"

Emperor: ...I don't want you to touch it yet.

But these words can't be said no matter what, anyway, she is also the king of a country, so she must have some face.

She hesitated for a while, pursed her lips, and said softly: "I have a book."

Wei Ying let go, "Your Majesty, take it."

The emperor was silent, bit his lip, his small face was red and white, even Weiying was nearsighted to the mosaic of all things, she could feel the color of the mosaic in front of her, she moved closer, squinted her eyes, Imagine how many colors this mosaic of Kangkang can change into.

The emperor took a deep breath, looked down at the back of his red hand, and said in a pitiful voice, "My hand hurts."

Weiying: "Huh?"

"...It's only good if the concubine loves to blow it off."

What is the use of the face of the king of a country, or the hands of the concubine are more fragrant.

Weiying was so frightened that she took a few steps back, leaning her back against the screen of the Four Beauties, thinking, could it be that the Emperor Dog was disgusted last time in Yujingxuan, so he purposely used the same method to disgust himself?Isn't this dog emperor just a show, she will never lose!

She adjusted her mentality, quickly entered the state, and pushed open the window next to her, "Your Majesty, let me show you."

After a while, the emperor who was blown into a mess by the cold night wind in late autumn: ... Forget it.

Weiying: "Does Your Majesty still want to blow?"

The emperor lowered his eyes, closed the window silently, and tried to get closer from another angle: "Thank you Yingying tonight, the teacher tried to force you several times, but it was Yingying who blocked me for you. I know that Yingying always treats me well. of."

Weiying opened her mouth, thinking, he seems to have misunderstood something.

"Yingying always treats me well," the emperor repeated, with a melancholy smile on his face: "But next time, don't show your sharpness too much. In the deep palace, hiding your clumsiness is the best way. meet……"

Weiying interrupted the emperor, and said seriously: "The concubine knows that she can't show her sharpness, but if there is a next time, the concubine will do it again!"

The emperor's eyes widened, and there was a misty light in his eyes. He thought sweetly and sadly, even if she knew that she would take such a risk, she would still stand up for me.

A throbbing surged up, her chest was numb and itchy, sour and sweet, and the fingertips under her sleeves trembled slightly, wanting to touch the girl's cheek again.

After waiting for a while, the emperor asked softly: "You are like this because of Zhen..."

Before the word "?" was spoken, the girl nodded heavily, "That's right, it's because the light of righteousness is falling on the earth!"

After being kicked out of the Wenting Pavilion by the emperor, Weiying gathered her cloak in the bleak autumn wind, thinking sadly, this world cannot accommodate people who are too true, kind and beautiful, and life is not worth it. ...

Born blind, I'm sorry.

However, the appearance of the emperor driving her away in anger made her think of her European suction device for no reason.

With her ten blind boxes in her pocket, she decided to get a ten consecutive draw today to comfort her wounded heart.

But after coming to the abandoned palace and wandering around, Weiying couldn't find her lucky star Bodhisattva.

She curled her lips, feeling even more sad, shrunk herself into a ball, and rolled on the bed of the aspirator.The palace looks abandoned and deserted on the outside, but it is well taken care of inside. There is a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the bedding, like the moonlight brewed in the wine in the clear autumn of August.

While lying on the quilt, I accidentally pushed something out.

Wei Ying heard a crisp sound, reached out her hand to feel under the bed, felt the shape of that cold thing, her eyes became brighter and brighter—it was a suona!

Is the female ghost girl also a kindred spirit?

Her eyes lit up suddenly, and she hugged Suona, feeling that her life had been sublimated.

Gong Douji: "Host, so your happiness is so pure and simple."

Weiying caressed the shiny suona: "You don't understand, this is my childhood dream."

Gong Douji was suddenly in awe, "Dream?"

It has hardly heard other taskers say this word.

Generally speaking, taskers travel around the world, they can only follow the program but not their minds, so in order not to be too addicted in the task, they will try their best to strip their emotions and humanity.People who have been doing tasks for a long time are almost more like AI than it. They only think about how to complete the task, and they don't think about other things that are not related to the task.

It rarely hears the word dream, but it feels yearning.

Which AI doesn't want to become more human-like?

Weiying nodded, her tone was rather melancholy: "Yes, dream. When we were young in the orphanage, the teacher asked us to write essays and asked us what our dreams were. What I wrote was blowing suona. The teacher came to ask me why."

Gong Douji was also very curious: "Yes, why?"

Wei Ying: "I said, because then I can send whoever I want!"

Gong Douji was silent.

Wei Ying hugged Xiao Suona, recalled the sad things, and said with grief: "Then the teacher beat me up and killed my dream."

Gong Douji: "...you also killed my dream, I was born to be unified, I'm sorry."

Wei Ying: "Very good, you have grown up!"

Gong Douji: "You too, you can send people away without suona!"

Since she came back from the emperor that day, Concubine Xian secretly gave Wei Ying a batch of new popular words in Shengjing.

Weiying thought in her heart that she had only read the first chapter of "Secret Love in the Harem", but after having other scripts, she lost her desire to find the Lost Love Record. Later, when the emperor asked her to sleep with her, she just shirked it. He is not in good health, so he stays in the room and reads the scriptures, or goes to Baoyun Palace to practice sword riding with the imperial concubine.

Falls very fast.

There seemed to be an undercurrent in the hall, but for their concubines, it seemed to be far away.

Day after day passed like this, until one day, the imperial concubine finished practicing a set of sword skills in a cool way, and remembered something, and mentioned: "It's almost the Queen Mother's birthday. Play, what is it?"

The author has something to say: Today is also the emperor who is diligently pushing the progress of love, and Yingying who can destroy the progress bar with a single sentence.

Amway's super cute friend's article is about romance, I know that most of you don't read romance, but if it doesn't bother you, can you save it for me?Please please please.There are small red envelopes for comments in this chapter, and small red envelopes will be randomly dropped in future comments, so you can split your heart.

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"Pure Believers" / Zhong Yixiang

【Copywriting】

During the seven years when she lost contact with Liang Xicheng, Zhou Yijia lived a carefree and carefree life.

After he came back, the eldest lady changed her mind and changed her mind.

However, the retribution was not good - on the day of the wedding, someone collected photos of her in the early years with various opposite sexes who went out high-profile and romantically.

The ironclad evidence is like a mountain, and a hundred mouths cannot argue.

Zhou Yijia was dying: "They are all a bit like you..."

Liang Xicheng's eyes were soaked in mist, like the weak moonlight on a winter night, cold and fragile.

His tone was low and soft, which made her tremble with fear: "After finding so many substitutes, do you think I won't be angry?"

During the 20 years of acquaintance, they were cinnabar moles in each other's hearts.

——[The prayers of believers to the gods, the gods do not need to know. ]

The prodigal young lady x the cold white moonlight.Urban romance, childhood sweetheart, two-way crush.

[Author's Amway] Don't look at it as a BG, the author is a contestant who is committed to only abusing the male lead, and the female lead is safe to enter!