The queen of drama

Chapter 227 The Concubine Didn't Even Touch His Fingernails This Time
Seeing Jun Moran pushing the wheelchair in, Hua Raoyue's eyes lit up, and she subconsciously ran to his side, "My lord~"

Jun Moran took Hua Raoyue's hand comfortingly, feeling that her little hands were cold, her heart ached so badly, she looked at Jun Qingyu with a dark face: "Is the emperor here to find the minister?"

Jun Qingyu's eyes flickered lightly, "Is the emperor finished beheading so soon?"

"Is the emperor here to find the minister?" Jun Moran didn't answer Jun Qingyu's words, but asked his own question.

Jun Qingyu suppressed the guilt in his heart, twitched the corners of his lips and said: "I came to Xingyue Palace to get some things, but I just checked and found that all my things are gone, the emperor can see my things gone?"

Jun Moran looked at Jun Qingyu expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, are you talking about what Rao'er did before?"

"Cough..." Jun Moran's blunt words immediately made Jun Qingyu feel guilty again, "It's indeed the gadgets that my cousin made for me before, those things..."

"The ministers are all burned." Before Jun Qingyu finished speaking, Jun Moran said coldly.

"Presumptuous!" When Jun Qingyu heard this, his hair exploded immediately, and he stared at Jun Moran angrily, "Jun Moran, you are so brave!"

Damn it, he dared to burn everything his cousin gave him. Who gave him the courage.

"Those are all made by my concubine, but they were not given to me. Shouldn't I burn them?" Jun Moran asked with a cold face and confidently.

Not to mention Jun Qingyu, Hua Raoyue next to her began to feel guilty.

Damn, isn't this all over?Why even bring it up?It's all the idiot Jun Qingyu's fault!
Jun Moran's words choked Jun Qingyu a lot. He was a little bit lacking in confidence: "These are all things my cousin gave me. Why didn't my brother take them for himself and burn them all?"

"Huh!" Jun Moran snorted directly, and then looked at Hua Raoyue resentfully, "I am also angry for a while, the concubine has been married to this king for so long, and I haven't given anything to this king yet, but I let this king see it." Before arriving at the concubine, I actually gave so many things to the emperor, I really enjoyed the food, so I was blinded by jealousy for a while, and burned the things that the concubine gave to the emperor, if the emperor blamed me, I would be willing to be punished."

... Hua Raoyue looked at the aggrieved man with black lines all over her head.

Since when did she not give him anything, even two wheelchairs were made for him, and he had the nerve to say that she never gave him anything.

Jun Qingyu lost his temper at all because of Jun Mo's words.

If he is willing to be punished, can he be punished?If it gets out, if he seduces his minister's wife, will his reputation still be lost?

After choking for a while, Jun Qingyu could only swallow his breath: "Forget it, it's burning, what kind of punishment is there?"

It's not easy for him to punish him if the things are gone, so what else can he do but forget it?
"Does the emperor have other matters?" After the matter was settled, Jun Moran began to issue the order to evict the guests.

Jun Qingyu originally wanted to get close to his cousin, but now that Jun Moran came back, he must not be able to get close, so he could only say: "I was looking for things, since the things are gone, then I will go back."

"Farewell to the emperor." Jun Qingyu glanced at Hua Raoyue, as if he wanted to say something, Jun Moran chased her away again.

"Farewell to the emperor." Hua Raoyue quickly followed suit.

Jun Qingyu had no choice but to fling his sleeves and leave.

As soon as Jun Qingyu left, Jun Moran pulled Hua Raoyue into his arms with a dark face, "Didn't you say that you are not allowed to see him alone?"

Hua Raoyue was extremely wronged immediately: "Heaven and earth conscience, my concubine doesn't want to see him at all. As soon as the prince left, he asked Ye Enlai to invite my concubine to the Royal Garden, and said that he had already invited the concubine. Concubine, don't worry. Concubine, don't worry, I feel uneasy when I see him, and you are not here, how can I go to see him, I absolutely must not."

Seeing that she has enough self-awareness, Jun Moran's face looked better, so he continued to watch her performance.

Hua Raoyue pursed her lips, looking pitiful: "I thought about it and could only pretend to be sick, saying that my stomach hurts, but I didn't expect him to come again. I didn't dare to open the door, but the door was broken by you, my lord. No, just push it away, the concubine has no choice but to deal with him. Don't worry, my lord, this time he didn't take advantage of the concubine, and the concubine didn't even touch his fingernails."

Looking at her smug little expression, Jun Moran couldn't laugh or cry: "Should I be happy?"

Hua Raoyue blinked, and said with a dry smile: "Whether Gao is happy or not, you can judge your own mood, but you can't blame the concubine for this matter, the concubine is really wronged."

Jun Moran looked at her strange appearance, there was nothing he could do about her, so he reached out to touch her stomach: "Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Hua Raoyue was amused by him, hugged his neck and said: "Fool, isn't this an excuse for me? My stomach is fine."

"That's fine." Jun Moran nodded very seriously, seeing Hua Raoyue's strange expression.

Sure enough, Jun Moran suddenly glanced at Hua Raoyue: "Since the concubine is safe, then the concubine should do all the things that I made for that person before."

...Hua Raoyue looked at Jun Moran in bewilderment, never expecting that he would do this to her.

Isn't this all over?He punished and fined her, and she coaxed and coaxed her, so why did she still come?

Jun Moran carried her to the desk: "Let's start writing love poems."

As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of paper and a pen for her.

Hua Raoyue was instantly dumbfounded, she stared blankly at Jun Moran: "My lord, are you serious?"

Jun Moran raised his eyebrows slantingly: "Does this king seem to be joking?"

Hua Raoyue blinked, she was depressed because she didn't look like her, okay?
"You really want me to write love poems?" Hua Raoyue asked again.

Jun Moran snorted sullenly, "What? You can write it against him, but you can't write sour poems against this king?"

What a strong vinegar smell!
Hua Raoyue curled her lips helplessly, and said with a dry smile at Jun Moran: "How could it be? The concubine loves the lord the most, and when she sees the lord, she will be full of thoughts, and countless loves can be turned into love poems..."

"Let's get started!" Before Hua Raoyue could finish her sleazy flattery, Jun Moran pushed the paper in front of her.

Well, just write it, isn’t it just a few love poems?I have memorized so many of the three hundred Tang poems, there are always a few that can be used.

Hua Raoyue gritted her teeth and began to think hard.

Even so, it is still a headache to find a few love poems from so many poems.

After an unknown amount of time, Hua Raoyue finally wrote down a sentence.She may not be able to silently write the whole poem, but she can still write one or two famous lines.

"My lord, look!" After finishing writing, Hua Raoyue handed the love poem to Jun Moran as if offering a treasure.

Jun Moran looked at the word "dog crawling" on the paper, and immediately twitched the corners of his eyes in disgust: "I remember that the handwriting on the leaves was very beautiful, why have you regressed like this now?"

Hua Raoyue gave a guilty laugh: "Don't you know, my lord? My concubine has lost her memory and can't remember the past at all. I even forgot my younger brother. How can I remember my previous handwriting. The lord's love poem It's the concubine's affection for you, you can read the poems, but what do you do with the concubine's handwriting?"

Her handwriting is indeed ugly, but it can't be her fault. She has never practiced brush calligraphy, so it's strange that she can write well.

Jun Moran finally looked at the poem.

"If it's like the end of the moon, you'll never give up on ice and snow." Jun Moran squinted his eyes. Poems are good poems. I didn't expect this girl to have such a good literary talent. No wonder she could write sour poems for that shameless guy.

Jun Moran thought, and became sour again: "Such a dry sentence, the leaves were written all over before, write again!"

Hua Raoyue had black lines all over her head, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"It's not full, the concubine seemed to have written a few sentences when she saw it before, but the leaf is as big as a palm, and I can write a few sentences."

Jun Moran raised his eyebrows with a black face: "You have lost your memory, but this king has not. Do you need me to read that sour poem?"

... The corners of Hua Raoyue's eyes twitched, the sour poetry sours you to death.

"Linglong Dice An Hongdou, I don't know if I miss you deeply."

"Long-term lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless."

"Green water is worry-free, and the face is wrinkled by the wind. The green mountains are not old, but the hair is white because of the snow."

……

Seeing her writing one after another, Jun Moran was happy in his heart, but his face was still stern: "Not enough, keep writing."

Hua Raoyue was about to go crazy, she gritted her teeth, "I can't do this, right? Wait, I still have a tough one."

(End of this chapter)