[BL, MTL] The Villain Is Too Cute (Quick Wear)

Chapter 97: Recycling the Palace Fighting Concubine System

Without waiting for the palace official to inform him, Xie Yan quietly walked towards the warm pavilion where the young man was, a path he was very familiar with. Looking from a distance, there was a warm lamp burning in that room, and the screen window revealed a faint light, and a small and familiar shadow was reflected on the window, which made him feel a little bit of anticipation.

　He subconsciously slowed down.

　Two young eunuchs outside the door were keeping watch with their heads buried in the night, when a pair of bright yellow brocade-patterned boots suddenly appeared in their sight, and they raised their eyes involuntarily. When they saw that it was Emperor Jing, their faces couldn't hide their surprise: they You know, His Majesty still loves the crown prince the most! Otherwise, how could he hear that Shizi was sad, so he rushed over impatiently.

　Wang Gonggong was very good at winking, knowing that His Majesty didn't want to be disturbed, so with a serious face, he gestured "Shut up" to the two happy little eunuchs.

　The two young eunuchs nodded cheerfully.

　Xie Yan strode into the Nuan Pavilion, but the scene in front of him was beyond his expectations. He thought that the sad and depressed young man was reading a book quietly, his dark eyes seemed to be fixed on him, and he didn't even hear the footsteps at the door There is a "rustling" sound of flipping books in the air.

　Maybe it's time to go to bed. The young man's smooth black hair hangs over his shoulders. Under the candlelight, his slender eyelashes flutter. On his face, there is a shadow like a small fan, making his peach-shaped face even more white and delicate. The nose is straight and upturned, the small mouth is rosy, and it is indescribably delicate and delicate.

　Not to mention the air of indifference from this person, which can always make people relax. Accompanied by the other party, the passage of time has become slow and long, as if it is safe and sound, and the years are quiet, he wants to lean over and hold him in his arms.

　There were occasional conversations in the room, the palace man tidied up the bed, and put down the golden hook with light movements, and the gauze tent to enjoy the coolness immediately poured down on the ground like a cloud.

　The palace servant warmly urged: "My little ancestor, it's late at night, put down the book, we should rest." Another palace servant also nodded and said: "Let's read it again during the day, so as not to burn your eyes. Slave Wipe your feet."

　As the palace man said, he stretched out his hand, intending to take the book from the boy's hand.

　But Yin Minglu was still reluctant, and twisted his arms to avoid it. He didn't dare to move too much, after all, his feet were still soaked in the warm water basin, if he made a big movement, he would have to overturn it directly.

　Soaking his feet while reading novels is Yin Minglu's regular activity before going to bed, and today is no exception. There is no heartbroken emotion on his face at all. Instead, he is holding a book in his hand and laughing from time to time, as if he is enjoying it.

　The feet are soaking, and the white and tender left foot rubs the right foot for a while, and the white and tender right foot rubs the right foot for a while, looking at the slightly narrowed eyebrows and eyes, I can't tell how comfortable I am.

　Every time he was told by the palace people to stay up late to read books, he would be very righteous and honest: "This can't be blamed on me, if you want to blame it, you can blame this book writer for writing too well." Sure enough , the wisdom and brains of the ancients should not be underestimated.

　A palace official shook his head, "I don't know a few big characters, so I don't think books are meaningful." Literacy can only be learned by the upper class, and they have no chance to get in touch with them. Naturally, they don't think that Yin Minglu likes to read folk novels before going to bed. What's the point. There are such things as Yan Ruyu and the Golden House in the book, which are too far away from them.

　Yin Minglu said: "No, no, these are written by scholars who have failed in the rankings, and they are not literary, and the stories are quite interesting. As for articles like those, your Majesty always asks me to read them, and I don't like them either. Just this paragraph Let me give you a brief account of the story." Behind Emperor Jing's back, this young master dared to do it.

　"It's about a scholar surnamed Li. After he was named on the gold list, he straddled the street on horseback and saw many women who looked at him secretly and looked affectionately. But he was arrogant by nature, and said that he wanted to find a like-minded woman from an official family background. It's good that they have read the books, after marriage, the two can recite poems and reconcile each other, and be harmonious and beautiful, isn't this reason too much?" The palace man was attracted by the vivid pictures described by the master, Han Chuang studied hard for ten years, and became famous all over the world in one fell swoop

　, It is indeed a dream that scholars all over the world want to have a beautiful lady when their career is on the rise, and it is not too much.

　Yin Minglu continued: "Then, because the scholar was more talented than Pan An in appearance, a beautiful but uneducated official lady fell in love with him and invited him to climb mountains and lakes many times. The scholar found that the other party's knowledge was vulgar, So she kept it at a respectful distance. The housekeeper was not angry, so she found a substitute pen and asked a talented and unattractive private school gentleman's daughter to write some beautiful poems, pretending to be her own, and sent them over. These words are clear and beautiful, and the words are exquisite , so that Zhuangyuan Lang loved him very much. The daughter of Mr. Private School, after hearing about it, was sad and depressed. It turned out that she also loved that Zhuangyuan Lang deeply, but she was afraid to give her heart because of her humble status and mediocre appearance." "The lady actually found a substitute pen

　. The palace people listened to it thoroughly, and began to feel resentful, after all, people in this world are rich and powerful, and they will have such dirty things, "The daughter of Mr. Private School is too pitiful." They couldn't help but represent themselves.

　Entering the identity of the weak, I felt the same for a while.

　"Yes, Zhuangyuan Lang often communicated with the lady by letter, and his love gradually became deeply rooted. It can be said that he fell in love with the beautiful skin of the official lady, and also fell in love with the amazing talent of the private school girl. After the incident was exposed, he consciously received Deception, he thought the official lady was superficial and ignorant, but she was really beautiful, he thought the private school girl was brilliant, but she was really mediocre, so he smashed things at home hysterically, guess what happened in the end? Which one did he choose?"

　Yin Minglu whetted his appetite, and the palace servants hurriedly approached, his heart itching like a cat's paw, wanting to hear the follow-up, so he urged: "What happened in the end? He should be the chosen private school girl, right? After all, the two have the same temperament. , and their preferences are similar."

　"No and no." Yin Minglu smiled slyly, "He has both in his pocket, the beautiful and generous official lady is the big wife, and Xiaojiabiyu's private school girl is the young wife, and he has it all at once. The two beautiful girls don't have to part with each other, isn't it beautiful?"

　Palace man: "..." Excuse me. They can't even marry wives, let alone two at once.

　What Yin Minglu didn't say was that the two women thought they had cheated on their husbands before they got married, so after they got married, they were obedient and obedient to the champion man, serving tea and pouring water very attentively. Moreover, the number one scholar became the son-in-law of the official family, relying on his capable father-in-law to get along in the officialdom like a duck to water, while he married a private school girl, the father-in-law of the private school taught a group of capable students, and those students finally became the number one scholar Thanks to his connections, Zhuangyuan Lang was promoted steadily, and he was highly valued by the emperor.

　Even the newly widowed princess favored him a lot. On the night of the full moon, he couldn't help singing the harem and applauding for love, and the number of people in the harem was constantly increasing. He could be called the ancient version of the winner of life, the ancient version of the scholar who failed the list. YY masterpiece. In the era when there were no mobile phones, Yin Minglu was naturally enthusiastic about watching, and he was reluctant to move his feet out of the bucket.

　Coupled with the brainwaves he sent out, he flew back this time, promising that he would definitely complete the task, so Yin Minglu naturally reversed his depression in the afternoon and was in a good mood, ignoring the tall figure standing outside the window.

　"That's what you said, worrying and crazy for me, not being able to eat because of me, I think he is living a beautiful life." Every day reading this kind of little pornographic book, dreaming of the spring and autumn dream of marrying a beautiful girl, breathed a sigh of relief. I want to marry two more! ?

　Xie Yan stared coldly at Wang Gonggong, whose face turned blue and white, and that cold and emotionless stare almost made him kneel in fright, and hurriedly said: "But when I heard the news just now, Xiao Shizi really couldn't eat it. Food." The news couldn't be wrong, but when he turned around, Xiao Shizi started laughing and laughing heartlessly again, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

　Xie Yan rubbed the bridge of his tall nose, wishing he could come up with a ban, so that such unethical and impractical books would not be allowed to appear on the market in the future. But he knew that if he really did this, those impoverished literati in the society would probably be in trouble, and that kid couldn't find the joy of life, so he would be the first to pounce on him and lash out at him to stop him from doing so.

　He couldn't help worrying, but he couldn't help worrying again.

　Originally, Emperor Jing was in a good mood, but now he was a little annoyed, annoyed that the child was too young, and he couldn't force him to open his mind, annoyed that the child began to look like a beautiful girl at a young age.

　"Your Majesty calm down. Xiaoshizi is still young, and it is normal for this age to not be enlightened. It may also be due to grievances. His nature is cheerful, so he is good at resolving it." Wang Gonggong complained endlessly. Of course, he just said so. From a man's point of view, he himself understands that it is normal for the prince to like Meijiaoniang. Mu Ai is common sense.

　He would not admit that he was outside the house, and after hearing the story, he even wanted to ask the prince to borrow a book to read.

　He racked his brains to come up with an idea: "I see that Beauty Qin seems to have a lot of good ideas. The people in the imperial dining room said that the food presented by the palace servants today was unheard of, and it was extremely delicious. The little prince likes food, so Your Majesty can start from here." , With these novel delicacies, once Xiaoshizi is happy, maybe his attention will not be on this obscene book." As soon as the strange woman was mentioned, Xie Yan pursed his lips slightly and fell into deep thought

　. He is not a good person, when he wants to take advantage of someone, he can be patient, wait for a while, and then squeeze out the last value of a person.

　The next day, Yin Minglu, who stayed up late reading novels, fell asleep until the sun was up. As soon as he stretched, the palace servant came in with a plate of food.

　Smelling the fragrant smell, he widened his eyes, and the glutton in his stomach growled loudly. He took a sip and said, "This smell is... tea eggs!" The palace man smiled and said, "Hey!

　" Prince, this tea-boiled egg was just made by the people in the imperial dining room. It is said that it is a folk food. It is boiled with high-quality tea leaves. It is very tasty. The eggshell is not damaged, but the taste inside is extremely smooth and delicious. It is more fragrant than plain white eggs. I heard that eating it also has the benefits of reducing phlegm, relieving cough and asthma. Come and taste it. You like to cough in summer. "

　Is this made by the Imperial Dining Room?" Yin Minglu was holding an egg, looking at it as if he was looking at some rare antique, his small eyes were suspicious. He was thinking, is this the heroine's gift, or was it researched by the imperial dining room?

　"Your Majesty remembered you, and specially ordered the imperial dining room to do it." The palace man emphasized this point, wanting to take the credit for His Majesty, "Try it quickly." Okay

　. Yin Minglu peeled off a bite of the egg, and took a tender bite.

　After eating the eggs, Xiao Shizi thought the eggs were delicious, and the news spread that he gave them a five-star praise. All the people in the imperial dining room were rewarded, and Chuxiu Palace, where Beauty Qin was located, also got rewards.

　But when Yin Minglu heard that the heroine had also received a reward, his eyes widened immediately. He stared blankly at the egg, and suddenly felt that the egg was not delicious at all. Could it be that the villain he sent yesterday was a spy again, and he agreed to implant the virus? He lifted the desk in grief and indignation, "Take me away with the egg, I won't eat it!"

　In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Shizi knew that this recipe was presented by Qin Meiren, so he tasted it, became jealous, and started to make trouble Got angry.

　In Chuxiu Palace, Qin Manman was lying weak and boneless on the imperial concubine chair, letting the maid behind her beat her shoulders and rub her back, "Young master is so amazing, I heard that His Majesty likes the snacks brought over. The steady stream of rewards shows that our little lord is very charming and has a lot of favors."

　In fact, this court lady is not the group that Xie Yan sent to monitor, but a group of beautiful girls who can't wait to see Qin Manman come out. Picked up.

　As long as it is a woman, it is impossible to be indifferent to the flattery and compliments of the same sex. Qin Manman is clearly full of enthusiasm, but she still pretends that this is nothing. good.

　The system popped up to attack her again: "You sent so much food, your Majesty's favorability has not increased, and the number of times you have stepped into the Chuxiu Palace is also very small. Host, do you think there is something wrong with this?" Anyway, it She never thought that the host had any advantages, that she could be favored by Emperor Jing, and even named a beauty.

　And up to now, the host has been allowed to live with a group of people in the crowded Chuxiu Palace, and there are no two or three servants around him.

　Because of the lack of points, it spoke intermittently. Qin Manman listened to it. Although he was not happy that the system looked down on him, he was secretly troubled, "Why doesn't this favor increase? Your Majesty is really ascetic. , A man who is not easy to attack." As a result, she has been unable to unlock the primary beauty for a long time, and she still looks like a passer-by, causing her to be much inferior to the maids around her even in silk and satin, and she feels very insecure.

　"But it doesn't matter. Where there is a will, there is a way. Water drops through stone. When I present a few more good things that are not available in this era, no matter how ruthless a man is, he will eventually be moved by me." So she quickly cheered up,

　beautiful After dressing up and dressing up, she changed into a beaded hairpin skirt, a tulle in the color of a concubine Xiang, and put a few exquisite golden walkers on her hair. She went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in a beautiful way, and called softly from a distance: "Your Majesty, My concubine is here. Thinking that Your Majesty has already had lunch, I have made some light food." "This is a

　fruit dessert from southern Fujian, called Poria Cake. My father was lucky enough to have a meal with the southern Fujian region. I have dealt with the officials of the government, so I know how they eat. Try it quickly, I have frozen it on purpose." Because she was stopped by the guards outside the hall, she could only summon at the door.

　Xie Yan was in the process of approving the memorial, when he heard that his eyebrows moved slightly, the palace servant who was grinding the cinnabar beside him immediately nodded and stepped forward, went out to take the plate of exquisite food, expressing that he had accepted it, and then without waiting for Qin Manman to exchange greetings, said His Majesty was busy with business and retreated first.

　After being driven away without saying a few words, Qin Manman stomped her feet unwillingly, but the guards with halberds stopped her, so she had no choice but to give up and drive back to the palace resentfully.

　The palace man took the food, went straight to the person in the imperial dining room, and said: "How about it, can you get the recipe?" The head of the imperial dining room did not dare to nod, but could only frown, trying to slow down the chewing speed, half an

　hour After trying to do it, the method is not difficult. But he lowered his head but secretly said in surprise, he didn't know where Qin Xiunv got so many food recipes, he had also searched for folk delicacies before entering the palace, but many of them were still unheard of.

　And Xie Yan also looked at the note that came along with eating, on which was written a poem - "

　Your Majesty, if I love you -

　I will never be like a climbing scorpion flower,

　using your tall branches to show off myself..."

　He who had listened to all the voices in his heart at the door expressed indifference.