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    Xie Hualang originally planned to return to the residence in a few days, and take care of his brother's marriage with his mother. Although his ability is limited, he can more or less help out. It's just that he is injured now, so even if he really goes back, it's fine if he can't help  , On the contrary, it will cause trouble for people, so they simply stay in the palace to recuperate, counting the days day by day.

    From simplicity to extravagance, she used to have her own set of rules and regulations at home. Although Lu Shi prefers the younger daughter, the rules will not be discounted. Now in the palace, Gu Jingyang sees that she is hurt, and is bored in the palace again, and she is very pampered  , even the people are tired and lazy.

    Early this morning, Xie Hualang got up earlier than usual, and after washing up, he went to the dressing table to dress up.

    The hibiscus in the imperial garden were all in bloom, with layers of pink petals, so beautiful, the palace people went to pick some, and when they were presented on a jade plate, they were still stained with dew.

    Xie Hualang picked a flower at random, put it in his hair, and was about to ask the palace people to paint their eyebrows and powder, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Gu Jingyang from the corner of his eye.

    He was sitting in front of the desk not far away, holding a scroll in his hand, reading it raptly. The morning sun shone on his face, and there was a jade-like transparency, handsome and restrained.

    Xie Hualang's heart suddenly moved, he signaled the surrounding palace people to back down, and called out softly, "Your Majesty?"

    Gu Jingyang raised his head upon hearing the sound, his eyes were gentle: "What's wrong?"

    Xie Hualang moved lightly, turned around, and said, "Come here."

    Gu Jingyang stood up, went to her, and called out with some doubts: "Zhizhi?"

    However, Xie Hualang passed the eyebrow pencil on the side of his hand, leaned half on his body, and said with a low smile: "The joy of the boudoir is better than that of thrush?"

    This originally refers to the allusion of Zhang Chang's thrush, and also implies the love between husband and wife. Gu Jingyang softened his heart and picked up the eyebrow pencil, but he didn't know where to write it: "Zhizhi, I have never drawn it before. If it is not good  , don't be annoyed."

    "Master Dao, what kind of person have I become in your heart? Am I acting like a fool for no reason?" Xie Hualang glanced at him and said, "If you don't draw well, then practice slowly.  It's not rare."

    Gu Jingyang smiled slightly and said, "Okay."

    Xie Hualang's eyebrows were specially trimmed, and it didn't take much effort to draw them.

    Gu Jingyang's brushwork is strong and his painter is extraordinary, and his wrist is also very steady when holding the brush. Looking back on the eyebrow shape she was used to in the past, she thought twice before she dared to write.

    Xie Hua Langsheng was more like a mother, with long and lively eyes, which implied a bit of cunning, and was used to matching them with long eyebrows. Gu Jingyang drew her eyebrows to be slender, with slightly raised eyebrow tails, which seemed to be lively and graceful like a girl.

    Xie Hualang looked at the mirror, was very satisfied, put his arms around his neck and kissed him, and said coquettishly, "Master Daoist, have you ever painted for others?"

    Gu Jingyang helped her to stand up, and said gently: "Really not."

    Xie Hualang said: "Then how do you draw so well?"

    "I don't know why." Gu Jingyang traced her eyebrows and eyes carefully with his fingers, and said, "Maybe it's because I see Zhizhi too often. I see you in the daytime and meet again in your dreams at night. Every frown and smile is imprinted in my heart."  , I drew it unconsciously."

    "It's amazing, Mr. Lang is more and more able to talk." Xie Hualang really looked at each other with admiration after three days of separation, and teased, "It's not long since I just woke up in the morning, why did you steal honey behind my back?"

    Gu Jingyang reached out and rubbed her long hair, and said with a good-tempered smile: "Okay, go eat first, you are already weak, don't be hungry anymore."

    Xie Hualang knew nothing about it

    Previously, due to the treason of the clan, the emperor killed a group of clans. Chang'an trembled, and the people in the country were terrified.

    ?The Prince Zhao's Mansion did not participate in the previous incidents, but things hurt other people, and apart from being sentimental, they were even more worried.

    ? On the anniversary of the death of the first emperor, the grandson Mingqian made a fool of himself and made a big mistake. Fortunately, the empress did not care about it, so he just copied the "Thousand Characters" ten times as a punishment.

    Now that there are so many lessons learned from the past, Zhao Wangshizi and Shizifei dare not be negligent. They stared at their son after copying, and then taught him to speak every sentence, lest he would mess around again after entering the palace and cause some trouble.

    So many clan emperors have been killed, so are you still afraid of a Zhao Wangfu?

    Xie Hualang heard the report from the servant saying that the concubine Zhao Wang brought her grandson into the palace to pay her respects. At first, she didn't realize it. She paused for a while, and then said strangely: "Didn't you say that the writing should be finished in one month? The death day is July.  It's September now."

    "Your Majesty doesn't know something," the servant reported back: "A few days ago, my grandson was ill and had a high fever, and the imperial physicians couldn't do anything. King Zhao entered the palace to intercede, and His Majesty justEven if she really said it, as a man, her husband would probably find it hard to understand.

    She shook her head and said sadly: "It's nothing."

    Gu Jingyang asked: "Is it really all right?"

    Xie Hua said anxiously: "Yes."

    Gu Jingyang looked at her quietly, his eyes were soft and worried, and he was about to ask, but he heard Heng Jia say from outside: "Your Majesty, the three princes are here, are you going over now?"

    Xie Hualang stroked Zhu Chai in his hair, and said, "Let's go, we are all elders, so it's not easy to keep waiting."

    Gu Jingyang took a deep look at her and said, "Okay."

    ?It is said to be a palace banquet, but because of the identities of several people, it has the taste of a family banquet, and the atmosphere is extremely enthusiastic.

    Xie Hualang had injuries on his body, so of course he couldn't drink alcohol. The cups were filled with warm water, but Gu Jingyang never refused anyone who came. During the conversation, he drank a pot of wine.

    Xie Hualang quietly pushed him, and reminded: "Mr., you drink less, you will get drunk."

    Gu Jingyang turned his face to look at her, his eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and was about to say something, but Zhuang Wang raised his glass at this moment, and said to Xie Hualang: "Your Majesty was assassinated, and the empress can replace her with her body, what a shocking thing!"  Everyone admires me, but the old minister is mad, I once misunderstood your mother, and today I apologize with wine, I hope your mother will forgive me."

    Xie Hualang didn't even know that he had misunderstood him, but at this moment, he couldn't spoil the atmosphere, not to mention that the so-called body replacement was purely made up by Gu Jingyang to give her money. She felt guilty and hurriedly toasted:  "The past is in the past, King Zhuang doesn't need to do this."

    "You are so old and stubborn, you are willing to bow your head sometimes." The king of Han laughed when he saw this, and so did the king of Shu.

    King Zhuang was no longer a youthful young man, he would not blush because of this, he laughed loudly, and said: "Drink, drink!"

    Gu Jingyang's wine power is not weak, but one-on-three is a little bit reluctant. Xie Hualang didn't realize it at first, but when he listened to the three princes reminiscing about their youth with a smile, he didn't hear Gu Jingyang's voice for a long time, so he realized something was wrong.

    The night was dark, and the candles in the hall were brightly lit, which also cast a layer of gentle warm light on people's faces. Gu Jingyang looked slightly drunk, leaning sideways, with calm eyes, staring at her without blinking.

    Xie Hualang lowered his voice and asked strangely, "Lang Jun, what's wrong with you?"

    Gu Jingyang just looked at her, but didn't answer, not even blinking his eyelashes.

    Xie Hualang vaguely realized something, and tentatively said: "Mr., are you drunk?"

    Gu Jingyang's expression remained unchanged, and he remained speechless.

    Now Xie Hualang was sure, he was just drunk.

    She has also seen many drunks, some talk drunk, some vomit, some sleep with their heads covered, and some are full of indecency, but she has never seen this kind of one who keeps looking at people without speaking.  of.

    Xie Hualang thought it was a bit amusing, so he used the desk to cover it, and gently pulled his loose sleeve, and said with a smile: "Lang Jun, what's wrong with you? Staring at me like this."

    Gu Jingyang didn't say anything, just looked at her, his eyes were soft and affectionate, and there was something unspeakable in them.

    Xie Hualang couldn't bear it anymore, shook him again, and said, "Don't look at me like that, there are others here."

    Gu Jingyang just looked at her and remained silent.

    Xie Hualang panicked, and subconsciously looked at the first place, and saw that the three people were talking about it, and seemed to have not noticed this scene, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Seeing this, Gu Jingyang dimmed his eyes slightly, looked at his sweetheart, and said something softly.

    The King of Han and the others were talking, and as they got older, their ears became softer, and their voices didn't feel louder. As a result, Xie Hualang couldn't hear what Gu Jingyang said clearly.

    She was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Lang, please say it again, okay?"

    Gu Jingyang's face darkened all of a sudden, and suddenly he lowered his eyes to look at Han Wang and the others, and said with a hesitant expression: "Keep your voice down, Zhizhi won't be able to whisper to me anymore!" (Remember this site's website: www.  hlnovel.com
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