My Queen, you are naughty again

"It didn't come out of thin air. I said I was an immortal from heaven and came to protect Nanyue. Do you believe it?" Chu Li squinted at him and spoke with a trace of mystery. He raised his index finger to his mouth and hissed.

Murong Yu frowned, sneered, brushed his sleeve and said, "believe, you mean you are an immortal in the sky, and I believe it!"

"Then you think I'm an immortal!" Chu Li said, smiled and looked at Murong Yu with a sense of distance.

The feeling in her heart is finally right. He has changed. The former Murong Royal would not ask herself that. However, he is the biological son of imperial concubine yuan. What idea does imperial concubine Yuan play? Naturally, she will not just not encourage her son. In a trance, looking at the appearance of Murong Royal, Chu Li feels a trace of sadness in her heart.

Like all the people in the palace, no matter a small servant girl or a prince who is high, he looks the same. He can't help but live happily!

In a moment, Chu Li shook his hand, got up and took a look at Mo Rong Yu. The dark blue satin gown on him showed his heroic and handsome. The tenderness in his eyes in the past was now replaced by indifference.

"If you are curious about where I come from, then go and check for me, because I also want to know how I can go back." Chu Li shrugged his shoulders. After that, he brushed his sleeves and left the pavilion and walked towards his house.

The noon sun was hot. At this time, people hid in the house and had lunch. Chu Li took a nap for a while and then got up again. He thought that even if he couldn't get away recently, he should answer a letter to his master.

A piece of rice paper was spread on the table. Chu Li stood aside, picked up a Zihao pen on the pen holder, dipped it in ink slightly, thought for a while, and then finished writing.

The small and neat words flow down the river, with hardness in the beauty.

"The spirit mountain is not near. I'm going now. It will take ten days and a half months! How can I do this! Who else doesn't have eyes has found the master!"

Chu Li murmured as he wrote. He lived around one by one in his mind. He didn't know who secretly checked himself. Even today, Murong Yu asked where he came from. He can't say he was an apprentice of Jianghu rogue saints. Little rogue saints came to steal things from the imperial palace.

Chu Li frowned at the thought.

"What are you writing here? Your eyebrows are frowning. I don't know. I thought you lived in the palace of this palace. This palace treats you badly!"

Yuan Guifei was wearing a peony gold silk skirt, with two pearl tassels hanging from the fold on her shoulder, two or three gold hairpins in her hair, and the Pearl Earrings under her earlobes flickered with her steps, which was very beautiful.

Hearing the sound, Chu Li fiercely looked up at her, and a trace of panic flashed on her face.

He threw down his brush, crumpled the stationery on the table, quickly stuffed it into his sleeve, and his fingers touched the pen and ink that had not been dried up, which also stained the heart of his hands.

"What's the matter? I quickly put it away when I saw the palace! I don't think the words written are too ugly, so the palace can't laugh at you?" said imperial concubine yuan, brushing her sleeves, walked to the table, looked at a clean rice paper on the table, and said with a smile.

Seeing concubine yuan coming, Chu Li secretly stuffed the letter paper in her sleeve, shook her head and joked, "no, it's just that she wrote some words casually, which can't get into concubine yuan's eyes. I heard that the empress of the concubine has not only a good voice, but also powerful calligraphy and painting, so I thought I should learn it, at least like a daughter's home!"

Then he raised his hand, picked up the Zihao pen that he had just thrown away, held it in his hand and wrote two lines of words on the rice paper again, but these two lines of words are really not flattering.

There are so many words in the world.

"This word is not written like this. If others see that your girl's family writes such a word, it will become the laughing stock of others!" concubine yuan shook her head, pointed to the word written by Chu Ligang with a gold finger cover and said.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. My mother will teach me to write. Even if my mother writes one, let me draw and practice!" Chu Li smiled and handed her pen to imperial concubine yuan.

The money was handed over. There was no reason why she didn't answer it. With a smile, imperial concubine yuan slowly took off the gold finger cover she was wearing and put it aside. She took the brush and wrote a poem on rice paper.

The house is very quiet. It is located in the small fumigation stove in the hall. The green smoke is drilled out of the hollowed out eight trigrams and scattered in the air.

Chu Li stood on the side of imperial concubine yuan, leaned over and watched her write, clapping and praising from time to time.

"This word can't be practiced overnight. If you really like writing, practice it slowly. Another day, the palace will let the master in the palace teach you." Yuan Guifei put down her brush and let it lean on the inkstone and said softly to Chu Li.

Hearing that she asked the master to teach, Chu Li quickly waved back, raised his eyebrows, smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said, "don't be my mother. I'm an amateur. If I have nothing to do, I can write and play by myself. I can understand it by myself!"

"Is my mother bored today? Do you want to go for a walk?" Chu Li said, cleared up the table and sat on the chair in the main hall with imperial concubine yuan.

"That's not true. I just came to see you. I've been in the palace for so long, but I think it's ok?" Yuan Guifei asked Chu Li.

It looks all right. Look for a word here?

Chu Li doesn't know what's in her mind today.

"Yes, of course. I don't need to think about anything during my stay in the empress's palace. I'm quite comfortable!" Chu Li received it casually.

Sitting opposite, concubine yuan winked at the big servant girl behind her and saw that the big servant girl quit the room.

But then she chatted with Chu Li about nothing. She didn't have any serious business. Later, she knew that after the big servant girl came back, imperial concubine yuan stopped.

Chu Li saw everything in his eyes and doubted in his heart.

"It's good to know that you're comfortable here. It's getting late. There are still things in the palace. Let them prepare what you want for the dinner. You can't treat yourself badly." imperial concubine yuan brushed her sleeves, got up and walked towards the door with the help of the big servant girl.

Chu Li also followed, nodded and said, "you know, doesn't my mother know my temperament? How can I treat myself badly!"

"That's good!" after saying that, imperial concubine yuan and the big servant girl left Chu Li's yard together.

On the corridor, Chu Li stood at the corner and looked at their backs. He snorted coldly, turned his head and glanced at the empty yard. It looked no different from the past.

"You just think it's dangerous to raise tigers! What can you do if you stare at me? You're not the same way!" Chu Li blurted out in a low voice.