What Concubine Zhuang sang was the song "Rolling Bead Curtain" written by Wu Zhe for her. ¡ü, "Quietly applying red makeup and waiting for someone to return" The beauty left in the sky is slowly haggard "Sighing that the falling flowers are hurt by the running water" Every lyric seems to touch the heart of Concubine Zhuang. ??What exactly is Emperor Xuanwu to me? Who are you waiting for with your red makeup? The emperor is the emperor, he will come when he comes, so what if he doesn¡¯t come? It's not him I'm waiting for. Could it be that Zhou Zhiruo is waiting for you? Although we have really missed her these past few days, we didn¡¯t know what to say when she came just now. It seems that only things between the beds have a common language between them. Who is the beauty makeup for? Maybe it's just that life is like a dream, leaving melancholy in my heart. Concubine Zhuang¡¯s tears dried slightly. She is also a very wise person, and she quickly figured out what was on her mind. "A lonely lamp and a bitter candle, maybe I have to spend the rest of my life here?" Concubine Zhuang couldn't help but think of the many battles in the palace. Especially the war between the concubines and the concubines, which has not seen the smoke of gunpowder. I don't know how many beauties died, and how many beauties stayed in the cold palace. I am here, at least I am not in the cold palace yet. Concubine Zhuang grinned bitterly, looking at Wu Zhe's music score and lyrics, but she felt elegant and elegant. She simply abandoned the original reserve of Concubine Zhuang, and no longer fantasized about whether she could regain favor. Wu Zhe could not have imagined that one of his bead-curtain-curtain-style songs would actually lead to a possible musical master. Back to Prince Mo¡¯s Mansion, Wu Zhe had just gotten off the carriage and before entering the mansion, he saw several young women standing strangely not far from the door of the mansion. It¡¯s not a strange place to stand. The problem is that each of them is holding an umbrella. It¡¯s a sunny day, what kind of umbrella do you need? Wu Zhe was stunned for a moment, but he understood in an instant. Women are really jealous, Wu Zhe slapped his forehead. I just went to the temple where Concubine Zhuang meditates, and someone is already angry. "Here comes someone." Wu Zhe called softly. "Serve Aunt Zhou." A dozen villains came running over in a hurry. He bowed and waited for orders. Auntie? Why does it sound so awkward? Wu Zhe thought to himself that my balls don't hurt, but my chest hurts easily, so he quickly said: "Just call her Miss Zhou. Why do you call me a senior?" "I am serving Miss Zhou." More than a dozen attendants obeyed. The old man next to him wanted to laugh: the yellow-haired girl kept talking about grandma in front of her, no wonder people were not willing to listen. With too many titles, it is inevitable to think of some of her particularly outstanding features. Wu Zhe didn¡¯t notice the old man¡¯s suppressed laughter. On the contrary, I felt that the effect of this instant response was quite satisfying. I felt proud and told the dozen or so attendants in Prince Mo's Mansion: "You guys come in and learn to sing a song for me." The dozen or so attendants were confused, but they There was no way to question his identity, so he obediently followed Wu Zhe into the mansion. Several young women at the door seemed to be holding umbrellas leisurely, but in fact they had been looking here expectantly. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when they saw Wu Zhe just go in. "Oh, Zhou Zhiruo doesn't seem to understand our behavior." "I also think who else can understand?" "How can I communicate with Princess Qing when I go back?" These women were mumbling. No conclusion has been reached yet. The dozen attendants from Prince Mo's residence returned to the door again. They stood in front of the gate with a slightly embarrassed expression, exchanged glances with each other, and sang loudly together at the top of their lungs: "The sun is coming out, it's joyful, it's booming." Many passers-by on the street were startled, Prince Mo's Mansion Why are folk songs still being sung at the door? The women holding umbrellas were all stunned on the spot. "What's wrong? Are these ten grown men guilty of being crazy together?" "No, no, there is something in the meaning of the lyrics." A young woman with a quick mind clapped her hands: "I'm afraid this song is not good enough. It¡¯s for our Princess Qing!¡± ¡°Ah! It seems a bit relevant when you say that.¡± ¡°It¡¯s just a song, why is it definitely related to our Princess Qing?¡± ¡°It¡¯s just a reply to our Princess Qing. "Why didn't I see it?" "Metaphor. Isn't it sunny when the sun comes out?" "Who said that?" "Then what do you think we are here with an umbrella? What do you mean? " "It's just because our Princess Qing is not happy, it's not sunny. If it's not sunny, it's raining, so we need to hold an umbrella." They were arguing here, and the dozen or so guards sang a few folk songs. They actually said in unison: "We, Miss Zhou, have spoken." Upon hearing this, the girls holding the umbrellas immediately fell silent and pricked up their ears to listen. "I just heard the guards say in unison: "We, Miss Zhou, said the sun rises in the east and rains in the west, there is no sunshine but there is sunshine!" "Wow, it sounds so noble. All the women immediately understood that their previous guesses were correct. Sure enough, it had a message. The women who were holding umbrellas closed their umbrellas with a roar, and went to the street corner to take the carriage back to Changqing Palace. In Changqing Palace, Princess Qing was sulking. "If you are heartless, it would be better if you die outside and never come back." Princess Qing was writing calligraphy in her boudoir, using her strength as she wrote. The pen barrel was clenched loudly. Several of her personal maids were waiting beside her, and they all couldn't help but laugh secretly in their hearts. Before Princess Qing came out of Emperor Xuanwu¡¯s Cultivation Hall, she heard the latest information about Zhou Zhiruo¡¯s visit to Concubine Zhuang. Emperor Xuanwu just smiled slightly, but asked Princess Qing to fan the flames: "Can you bear this?" Princess Qing was originally worried that her father would be angry, but when she saw that he didn't get angry, she just felt relieved, but she changed her mind. All of a sudden, I started to feel angry with my sweetheart. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT OFF WUDU, and when he came back, he first ran to Concubine Zhuang who was arranged to have a Buddhist retreat. What do you mean? After returning to Chang Qing Palace gloomily, Princess Qing sent several maids to Prince Mo's Mansion. She told the maids to put on ordinary women's clothes, but each one held an umbrella. It¡¯s a puzzle, but it¡¯s easy to solve if you put your mind to it. Princess Qing was waiting in her Changqing Palace. She couldn't bear her temper and broke several fine wolf brushes. The palace ladies accompanying her were simply dumbfounded that Princess Qing, who had always been gentle and elegant in the past, would behave like this. "Your Highness, there is a reply!" News of good news came from afar, and several palace maids ran over while grabbing the palace maids' robes and draping them on themselves. They didn't bother to change their clothes, so they had to put on their palace robes. "How unbecoming." Several female guards guarding the door scolded, and when they saw Princess Qing approaching from a distance, they hurriedly bowed and saluted. ¡°Speak quickly!¡± Princess Qing shouted with her almond-shaped eyes wide. "Huhuhu" The palace maids who reported the news were so anxious that they gasped for a long time. Until Princess Jiangqing was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet, they all said: "Miss Zhou asked more than a dozen people to sing a song, and she also included a sentence!" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http: //m.piaotia.net