The barbarian concubine: mistakenly provoking the evil king

Su Zhaokang, shouldn't he be a magistrate in Taiping County? How could he appear in the harem and still wear the bodyguard's clothes?

Su Zhaokang saw that Fang Yusheng had seen himself, nodded to her, took the team of bodyguards and continued to walk forward, leaving the imperial garden.

Seeing Su Zhaokang, Fang Yusheng was not very interested, but Chu Cheng couldn't find any clues, so he had to continue to enjoy the flower dance with Chu Cheng.

"Your Majesty, can you dance a sword? Why don't you give your concubine some? Otherwise, isn't such a beautiful scenery a waste?" Fang Yusheng spoiled Chu Cheng's arm.

"Shouldn't girls like you dance at this time?" Chu Cheng frowned. Isn't that what was written in those words?

"Cough, you know. When I was a girl, my father and dad protected me. At that time, I was not interested in these things, so... Well, can you dance a sword?" Fang Yusheng had a feeling of being exposed.

"Yes, I will, but how can I repay the concubine for dancing a sword for her?" Chu Cheng raised Fang Yusheng's chin and asked jokingly.

"In ancient times, when heroes saved the United States, the girl would shyly answer 'I don't think I can repay you. What do you think? But now I don't know what your majesty wants my concubine to answer?" Fang Yusheng threw the question to Chu Cheng.

"It's impossible to promise each other by example, but there can be other ways, such as..." Chu Cheng whispered.

In case Chu Cheng said anything shameful, Fang Yusheng took the lead in saying, "playing the flute, my concubine remembered. How about my concubine accompany your majesty?"

"It's a good plan. Let's have a husband and a wife. I don't mind. Little Guizi, bring a sword and a jade flute!"

Chu was wearing a dark blue cloak and Fang Yusheng was wearing a light pink cloak. They were full of opposition, and there was a rain of petals behind them. If someone else was present, they would envy everyone.

Chu Cheng took the sword. "Look, the next scene will be rare for you to see. I want to see if you can keep up with me."

"Your Majesty can't underestimate my concubines, and let your majesty see the real Kung Fu of my concubines later." Fang Yusheng was not modest.

Fang Yusheng found that Chu Cheng seemed to be a different person after picking up the sword. She always thought Chu Cheng was the kind of gentle scholar. She didn't expect to be able to be literate and martial. This sword dancing skill looks good. I think it's also the best.

I hardly saw Chu Cheng practice martial arts these days. I thought his martial arts were just ordinary. This refreshes Fang Yusheng's cognition of Chu Cheng

"What are you waiting for? Do you want me to blow for you?" Chu Cheng saw Fang Yusheng standing there, and his hand didn't stop at all.

"I was fascinated by your Majesty's demeanor for a moment, but I forgot the business for a moment." Fang Yusheng quickly put the flute to his mouth.

The petals fell slowly from the sky, the man in the wind of Yushu was dancing his sword, and the woman was playing the flute not far away. One blue and one pink echo from afar.

This scene became the most beautiful picture in Fang Yusheng's mind and Chu Cheng. Many years later, I can remember it clearly, and the scenes at that time can be presented bit by bit in my memory.

"Your Majesty, my concubine is very happy today. Your majesty is the second person who is willing to treat my concubine like this except my father. How many lifetime blessings do you think my concubine has accumulated and can be treated like this in this life?"

"This should be right for me. Before I met my concubine, I always thought that love in the world was too boring. But God let me meet you and let me know what food is like."

"Then it's fair. You love me and I love you. It's just right. I hope we can continue for a long time and never separate, okay?" Fang Yusheng doesn't know why, but he has no confidence in their future.

"Yes, never separate. How about this all your life and all your life?"

"OK."

"Madam, it's time for you to get up." early the next morning, sandalwood went into the inner room and woke Fang Yusheng.

Maybe he was too happy yesterday. In addition, he wanted Chu Cheng to be like a wolf. Fang Yusheng wanted to stick to his bed. As soon as I touched the chilly nearby, Chu Cheng's shadow had already disappeared.

"When did your majesty leave? What time is it now?" Fang Yusheng raised his eyelids laboriously, and finally closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty left before dawn. Don't sleep, madam. You forget that the old Buddha summoned all the concubines of the harem to Shuxin hall today and said there was something to announce." sandalwood was anxious for fear that Fang Yusheng would miss the time.

Hearing the old Buddha, Fang Yusheng remembered the message sent by the old Buddha yesterday, saying that all his concubines should go to the heart nourishing hall at Chenshi without omission.

Fang Yusheng wondered that the old Buddha had never done this before. It had to be something big that would make the old Buddha so popular.

"Yes, sandalwood, come and help me dress up. Don't be late for a while and become the last laughing stock. Sandalwood, why didn't you call me earlier?"

"Your Majesty confessed before leaving, and asked the maid to wake up her mother later, saying that she was too tired these days and had more rest." sandalwood said wrongfully, both her majesty and her mother. Both sides are masters, so she won't be wrong if she listens to anyone!

"Really? Your majesty really said so?" Fang Yusheng lowered his head in shame.

Sandalwood wondered, what happened to her mother today? Is it because I didn't wake up, how did I blush?

"What's the matter with you, madam? Your face is so red. Is it a fever? Let the maidservant have a look." sandalwood said, reaching out to Fang Yusheng's forehead.

"Oh, I'm fine. You won't understand such a mood. You'll know when you get married."

"It's none of your business whether you marry or not. I just want to see if my mother has a fever. What are you thinking about, my mother?" sandalwood knows what Fang Yusheng is talking about even if she has an elm head.

"Cough, I didn't think about anything. Hurry up. If it's really late for a while, you'll look good. I won't spare you."

"Yes, I know." sandalwood asked the maids below to bring food for Fang Yusheng while sticking a pearl of flowers to Fang Yusheng.

"Well, well, what does your mother think?" Fang Yusheng was sleepy in front of the mirror. Hearing the sound seemed to hear the sound of nature.

Looking up at the man in the bronze mirror, she always knew that sandalwood was good. But every time I saw it, I couldn't help but be amazed again. The two leaf willow eyebrows and the peony specially painted by sandalwood are lifelike.

This meticulous makeup has covered up the fatigue of the past few days. Even Fang Yusheng felt that the pale person two days ago was not himself.