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Chang'an, Queen Changsun has returned to Chang'an from Tangquan Palace, but she did not live in Taiji Palace, but in Prince Jin's Mansion.
Although Prince Jin is not here, the empress only needs one reason to stay here. Come and see Xia He. After all, she is pregnant with Prince Jin¡¯s child, so she is also the grandson of the empress.
¡°Actually, it¡¯s Empress Changsun who really doesn¡¯t want to go back to the palace. What are she going to do when she goes back, is she just hanging her throat every night?
She wanted Li Shimin to touch her, but that man didn't touch her at all. Even if Empress Changsun sometimes took the initiative to not let her touch her, he never touched her.
"But your Majesty is not like this when he is with other concubines!" When he was in Tangquan Palace a few days ago, the emperor stayed with Concubine Wei, but she asked Concubine Wei to feed him. As for touching him, he must have done it.
Others could touch it, but she couldn't. This made Empress Changsun not want to return to the Lizheng Palace at all. Facing that man with ordinary furnishings.
At this time, Xia He was lying on the recliner in Prince Jin's Mansion, sitting next to him with a big belly, comfortably basking in the golden autumn sunshine.
"Mother, tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival!"
"Then today is September 8th!"
"Yes, my dear, do you want to see the chrysanthemums? Although the chrysanthemums in Prince Jin's Mansion are not as good as those in the palace, they are blooming just right."
¡°Well, let¡¯s go and have a look!¡±
Queen Changsun stood up, and Xia He also stood up. Originally, Xia He wanted to help the empress, but in the end he let the empress help him.
Queen Changsun put her hand on Xia He's lower abdomen and couldn't bear to keep stroking it.
"My dear, look, this is a poem that was transmitted from Luoyang to Chang'an. Others said it was very good, so I had it written down."
As soon as the two of them took a few steps, Dongmei ran after them, holding a set of words in her hand.
Empress Changsun stopped and looked at the words, Tang Yin's "Poetry of Peach Blossom Temple". Of course, Empress Changsun knew it, but she couldn't recite it all, she only remembered the beginning and end.
It¡¯s better now, the poem is complete. When Empress Changsun saw the signature, she saw a name she was absolutely familiar with, Li Bai.
"Zhi'er, this is really nonsense! You're just bullying Li Bai, who hasn't even been born yet."
Queen Changsun thought, naturally she would not say this in front of Xia He and Dongmei.
"Dongmei, frame this calligraphy and have it sent to the palace and hung in the Li Zheng Hall."
"Yes, my dear!"
"Mother, is this poem very good? I haven't heard of it before by Li Bai."
"That name will never be buried in Feng Chen forever."
Queen Changsun said something, took Xia He's hand, and the two slowly walked to the Chrysanthemum Garden.
September 8th is a very bad day, but September 8th at this time is an excellent day.
"Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. I still have to go back to the palace. That's all. He doesn't want to touch me. Someone will naturally touch me in the future."
Others can touch it, but I cannot touch it. Li Er, you still recognize someone with your arrow wound! Then let me recognize you. Get into Concubine Wei's arms and suffocate there!
Queen Changsun thought to herself, looking at the garden full of chrysanthemums, this is the best time to bloom.
In Xingyang, Li Zhi was pulled by Wang Yan, who insisted that Li Zhi follow her to see the chrysanthemums.
Some chrysanthemums were indeed planted in the yard prepared by the official family of Xingyang for the King of Jin. However, the garden was not large, and the variety of chrysanthemums was not comparable to those in the palace, not only to those of later generations.
Li Zhi looked at the chrysanthemums and looked in the distance towards Chang'an.
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The array of soaring incense penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
This is a poem that a down-and-out literati would later inscribe on a wall somewhere in Chang'an. This down-and-out literati would stir up the Tang Dynasty and lead hundreds of thousands of people to dig the tombs of himself and Wu Meiniang. Of course, only one person was left in the end. Huangchaogou joke.
Today, when looking at the chrysanthemums, Li Zhi thought of this.
At this time, Li Zhi pinched a chrysanthemum, held it in his hand, and inserted it into Wang Yan's bun.
"Your Highness, does it look good?"
Wang Yan slowly turned around in front of King Jin, and King Jin only said it looked good.
"Your Highness, what you said is nice, but Yan'er feels so perfunctory!"
"Then my beloved, tell me how to avoid being perfunctory."
"Your Highness should look at Yan'er steadily, and then say lovingly, my beloved concubine is so beautiful."
Li Zhi raised his finger and tapped Princess Jin on the forehead.
¡°I¡¯m just going to make a fool of myself!¡±
Wang Yan had already hugged Li Zhi's arm and pressed her face against King Jin's shoulder. That flowerThe flower just rubbed against Li Zhi's cheek.
The small yellow chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
"Yan'er, let me go!"
"If you don't let go, I just want to hug His Highness."
"Look at how coquettish you are!"
"I just want to act coquettishly in front of His Highness, and keep acting like a coquettish person until we grow old together."
Li Zhi pinched Wang Yan¡¯s nose and slightly explored the red lips with his fingers. Qianling should bury more ice muscles and jade bones in the future!
Wang Yan seemed to be stimulated by something. At this time, she raised her head, slowly stepped on her toes, and kissed the corner of Prince Jin's lips.
It wasn¡¯t until the sound of footsteps next to her that Princess Jin took a look, and it was Qiu Ju.
Naturally, she would not act recklessly in front of a maid, as everyone's ladylike accomplishments were still controlling Wang Yan's every move.
But Li Zhi would not let go of her at this time. He was greedy between her lips and teeth. Li Zhi looked at Qiu Ju.
"Qiuju, do chrysanthemums smell good?"
"It smells good!"
Li Zhi¡¯s hand slipped down on Wang Yan¡¯s perky buttocks.
Chrysanthemum, when later generations talk about chrysanthemum, it is very misleading.
Wang Yanzheng and Prince Jin were kissing fiercely, and she suddenly struggled from Prince Jin's arms.
"Your Highness, why did you touch me there?"
"Haha, there are still places on your body that I cannot touch."
"It's dirty there. It's a filthy place. Your Highness, please feel free to touch Yan'er's body anywhere else."
"Is it dirty? I don't mind it."
"Qiu Ju, come!"
Li Zhi called Qiu Ju, and Qiu Ju naturally hurried over, but saw Prince Jin suddenly crawling under her skirt. Qiu Ju panicked, and then saw Prince Jin crawling out again.
¡°There¡¯s so much to wear underneath!¡±
"Your Highness, the weather is getting cold. If you don't wear more clothes underneath, your body will get cold and you won't be able to serve Your Highness."
"Yan'er, I will give you a unique skill."
¡°What¡¯s your unique skill?¡±
Li Zhi grabbed Wang Yan, called Qiu Ju, and entered a side room.
After a while, Wang Yan covered her red lips with her hands, with a slightly frightened look on her face.
"My beloved, do you want to try it?"
"Don't try it, don't try it! Your Highness doesn't mind it being dirty."
"Hehe, this is not up to my beloved concubine. As promised, you will do whatever the king asks you to do."
Li Zhi pulled Wang Yan and pushed her against the wall.
When King Jin walked out of the house, the chrysanthemums in the courtyard outside seemed to be much more beautiful.
Qiu Ju helped Princess Jin walk out. Wang Yan glared at Li Zhi. Li Zhi only slapped her buttocks hard, which made Wang Yan gasp.
"Just get used to it. Your body is the most delicate."
"Your Highness is the most ridiculous. Can Yan'er serve His Highness in other ways in the future?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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