The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 12 012 Aimei's Thirteenth Lord
She smiled slightly, and indeed she could no longer treat him as Jiacheng, it would be unfair to anyone.

"it is good……"

"I know you like plum blossoms, but now that corner of the wall wants to win your favor, you have braved the cold winter to hide a few times. Beauty loves flowers more like flowers, and I feel that you are as lonely as plum blossoms in this corner. I will learn from it." The thirteenth brother has become such an indecent plum appreciator."

"The Thirteenth Master..." Yi Jin remembered that the person who helped the emperor the most during the nine sons' seizure of the throne three years ago was the Thirteenth Master.

"Yeah, Thirteenth Brother is a true plum lover, and Thirteenth Brother really told me about the plum grove. There is a pair of Lu You's poems he copied by himself hanging in my Yangxin Hall, two of which I am deeply impressed by. Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same. You can understand the meaning of this."

Mei Lin, she raised her eyes and looked at Fourth Master. Does the emperor mean that Thirteenth Master has ever been to Mei Lin?She had a guess in her heart, could that person be the thirteenth master.

The Fourth Master's Hall of Mental Cultivation doesn't have too many complicated decorations, but it reveals its uniqueness everywhere.On the long table are neatly displayed three stacks of folds half a foot high, a jade pen holder, and two black inkstone wipes, one of which is black black ink and the other is vermilion ink for correcting.

Everywhere does not reveal meticulous cleanliness and tidiness, thinking of the people who live in it, it is indeed so majestic and meticulous.

Looking around, he finally set his sights on an excerpt on the wall.

The handwriting is graceful and neat, the pen is fine and the ink is wonderful, and the turns are vigorous and powerful.

Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness leaves no owner.It is already dusk to worry alone, and it is more windy and rainy.Unintentionally struggling for spring, one term of Qunfang jealous.Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same.Yinxiang characters.

They all say that every word is as clear as the person's heart, but now she is curious about this thirteenth master.

"Master Thirteen..." Could it be Jiacheng?

"Bah..." The sudden collision made Yi Jin take a few steps back involuntarily, and slammed it heavily on the table.

It caused her a sharp pain.

A palace maid came towards her with a cat in her body, holding boiling water, and bumped into her impartially.Fortunately, she was so weak that she fell back a few steps, otherwise if the scalding water were splashed on her delicate white hands, it would definitely bubble and pus.

"Little master...what's the matter with you servant girl, you are so rampant when you walk without eyesight." Yuzhu looked at the palace servant girl and cursed fiercely.

"Yuzhu, I'm fine..."

"Be careful when you walk next time. It's a good thing that you bumped into Bengong. Go down." She rubbed her aching waist.You should find an opportunity to ask Yuzhu to rub it at night, otherwise the black and blue will not disperse, and the blood will coagulate inside, leaving sequelae.

The palace maid was already full of anger, and she would try her best to come here and forget about not seeing the emperor, but also seeing this bitch.

"My lord told you to go down, why don't you go down quickly, and wait to be punished." Yu Zhu worriedly pulled Yi Jin's arm and inspected it carefully, wondering how could there be such a boring maid in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Fucha Zixin didn't come to listen to this. Since the emperor was not here, she could just vent her anger.

Meng raised his face to protest: "Unexpectedly, you still have a little bit of ability, but the emperor brought you back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. It is this palace who underestimated you. Zhen promised, and when you see this palace, hurry up and salute this palace." With arrogance, Fucha Zixin glanced at Zhen Yijin, who had a slightly pink complexion. His complexion was better, and his appearance became so cold and charming. No wonder the emperor was bewildered.

"My concubine pays respects to the nobleman." Zhen Yijin blessed his body and saluted.

No matter what kind of injury he suffered, in terms of his position, he really should salute.She also didn't want to give anyone a chance for a faux pas.

Seeing that she was a nobleman, Yuzhu knew that she had messed with Tai Sui, she was afraid of hurting her master, so she hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty: "Please punish the nobleman, it is my servant who has no eyes and no eyes to contradict the nobleman, it has nothing to do with my young master."

"Really!" She sneered. "Zhen promised that you are really capable, and a dignified one promised that he would need someone to intercede for you. He said, did you sue in front of the emperor and let me think about it behind closed doors in Yihua Palace?"

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