This king's beloved concubine is a fire type

Chapter 88 Palace Banquet (16)

Yu Yan looked at the emperor's hesitant look, and couldn't help being a little angry. Could it be that the emperor is also such a superficial person, and he really misunderstood him.

"Your Majesty, can you let Yu Yan say something?" Yu Yan said with a smile on her face, she was not nervous or depressed, she felt that she wanted to prove that she was worthy of his son.

"But it's okay to say." The emperor nodded, and also wanted to know what she wanted to say.

Luo Chen looked at her slightly worried, and Yu Yan patted the back of his hand lightly, giving him a reassuring look.

It's not easy for Luo Chen to say much, if they still make things difficult for him for a while, he will definitely take her out of here without hesitation, so as not to make his little woman unhappy.

"The small pavilion hides the spring, the open windows lock the day, the painting hall is infinitely deep and secluded. The seal incense is burnt out, and the shadow of the sun hangs under the curtain.

It is better to plant Jiangmei by hand, so why bother to climb the building near the water?No one came, and the loneliness seemed like He Xun was in Yangzhou.

It has always been like the rhyme wins, it is difficult to borrow from the rain, and it is not resistant to the wind.Whose flute is more, blowing the sorrow?
Don't hate that the fragrance will disappear and the jade will diminish. You have to believe in it, and it is difficult to leave traces.It's hard to say, the bright window is light and the moon is thin, the shadows are still romantic"

Yu Yan misses Li Qingzhao's Man Tingfang affectionately.

After finishing reading, he asked softly: "How does the emperor think this poem is written?"

When everyone heard Yu Yan finish a somewhat sad poem with her soft voice, they all nodded appreciatively to her.

The emperor also expressed his appreciation and said: This word is a poem about plum blossoms. It uses the thin and elegant taste of plum blossoms to express personal feelings, highlighting the elegance of plum blossoms. Confidence, a noble spiritual character of confidence in human existence. "

The emperor analyzed thoughtfully.Immediately, he also praised Yu Yan a little more.

"Is this poem written by Miss Yu?" the emperor asked inquiringly.

"It's not what Yu Yan did, it's just that Yu Yan likes it very much. The author of this poem is also a brothel woman. What Yu Yan wants to say is that everyone can't choose their own birth, they can only choose how to change their life, Yu Yan Yan doesn't feel that there is anything disgraceful about being born in a brothel. On the contrary, Yu Yan feels that a person's character depends entirely on himself, and he cannot be said to be such a person in this environment.

Is it unfair to generalize like this?Yu Yan thought that only superficial people would care about those superficial views of family status. "

Yu Yan said her thoughts in one breath, she is not afraid of offending anyone now,

Seeing the emperor's brows slightly relaxed, she continued: "Yu Yan believes that Luo Chen is not a superficial person, not to mention the emperor. Luo Chen likes Yu Yan, so he naturally feels that there is something about Yu Yan that he deserves to like. Similarly, Yu Yan's liking for Luo Chen is definitely not because of his noble status, even if he is a poor boy with nothing, Yu Yan thinks that he is worth entrusting to him for life, and will stay with him without hesitation."

As Yu Yan spoke, he turned his head and looked at Luo Chen affectionately. Luo Chen couldn't help being moved when he saw the affection in her eyes.Shaking Yu Yan's hand, he also turned to the emperor and said, "Father, no matter what Yan'er's identity is, I just recognize her as a person and will not change. I hope my father understands."

Anyone could hear the undeniable arrogance in Luo Chen's tone.

The emperor nodded after hearing this, as long as his Chen'er likes it, he will not say anything more, and if he objects, it means that he is a superficial person in Yu Yan's mouth.

Seeing the emperor didn't say anything more, Yu Yan was in a good mood immediately.

It was just another trace of anger on the queen's face, but it was fleeting.Looking at Yu Yan, Li Yuan felt that her hatred for her deepened, and she would definitely get Luo Chen, no matter what means she used.

(End of this chapter)