In Tai Chi Palace, Li Shilong was rarely drunk.

After more than ten years of shame cleared, I was also excited.

When the palace banquet dispersed, the half-drunk Li Shilong came to the harem, where there was a secluded yard.

At this time, Xiao Yurou was painting, not like the hazy style, and looked very realistic.

She wrote a poem below, "The clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance..."

It was Qin Mo who did it for her, she was a little stunned and had a very complicated mood.

If you fight this battle, you will eventually win.

Such a great victory was never possessed by the Great Zhou.

Even though she repeatedly looked up to Qin Mo, she still underestimated it. "No wonder he once said that Qin Mo alone can be worth 100,000 elite soldiers, and it is worth nothing."

Unfortunately, this little slippery head is too cunning.

At this time, footsteps came from behind. Xiao Yurou quickly put away the scroll, turned around and laughed, "Brother, you are here!"

"Drawing?" Li Shilong walked forward and hugged Xiao Yurou's waist.

Xiao Yurou's body seemed a little stiff, and she placed her hands in front of her and gently pushed her.

Li Shilong whispered: "Is it still so shy?"

To be honest, he has done everything he should and shouldn't do. In the past half month, half of his days have been here, but Xiao Yurou's inadvertent shyness and blushing made him immersed in that simple beauty at all times.

"Brother, the palace maid is still here, I... isn't right, I..." She lowered her head, her face turned red, not pretending, but real.

She did not play the role of Qin and Jin with Li Shilong, and was all fake. What she feared the most was that Li Shilong came to find her during the day. If it was during the day, she would not be able to hide.

"I said, when there is no one, you can call me!" Li Shilong enjoyed the ease of being at Xiao Yurou, without considering political affairs, only enjoying the romance.

"Thank you brother!" Xiao Yu's soft eyes flowed, and the greed in Li Shilong's eyes was captured by her. She took the opportunity to make tea and avoid it. She smiled and congratulated: "Brother, I heard from the palace people that Princess Jing'an has returned to Beijing. Zanpu of Tubo even sent all the sons of Ping to the capital as a hostage. Brother A has a great reputation and pacified the world. Longjing Shengshi has been opened!"

Li Shilong felt very happy. Although he was tired of hearing these flattery at the banquet, he couldn't help but feel a lot of passion in his heart when he said it from Xiao Yurou.

Who made her the daughter of Emperor Yang of Zhou?

His hand was placed on Xiao Yurou's waist, and he leaned closer and sucked deeply. He could not bear it anymore. He picked up Xiao Yurou and walked inside.

Xiao Yurou was in panic and fell on the bed the next second, "Brother, no, don't!"

"Today is a great day. Maybe you can get a dragon son in your arms. When you have a body, I will lift you up. A little talented person will really make you feel wronged!"

"Brother, I, my one is here!" Xiao Yuru grabbed Li Shilong's hand tightly and begged in a low voice: "The happy days will not filthy brother. Besides, I have always remembered the affairs of Duke Zhou in my heart. Although I don't have much father-daughter relationship with him, I still want to call him Daddy.

He stopped his soul for so long and was mourned but didn't feel like he was. I had nightmares these two nights.

Brother, I...I can't keep mourning for him for three years, but I want to keep mourning for him for three months, okay?"

The greed in Li Shilong's eyes faded away, and he didn't feel disappointed, but he just felt it was a pity.

It was dark and it was not enough to be satisfied before. I thought of relaxing, but when Xiao Yurou mentioned Zhou Bi's incident, he felt a little guilty.

The dignified Duke, after so long, no one came to pay his respects to the door, and the mourning was not sent. It was indeed a bit over.

He sat up, woke up most of the wine, and said in a deep voice: "I am not considering it well and I don't care about your mood!"

Even though he liked Xiao Yurou's simplicity and kindness, he couldn't bear to cry when she saw her eyes flushed, "Good girl, stop crying, I agree!"

"Thank you brother!"

Xiao Yurou sniffed and knelt on the bed, "Sweep Brother A's agitation, brother A's agitation, don't blame me!"

As he said that, he helped Li Shilong knock on the back.

Li Shilong patted Xiao Yurou's hand and signaled her not to be nervous, "Talkless!"

"I'm here!"

"Three days later, let the Zhou family die!"

"yes!"

Xiao Yu sighed relaxed. No matter what, he passed this level first and gained a foothold in the harem!

"Brother, you shouldn't come to me all the time these days!"

"I'm coming to see you, are you not happy?"

"Brother, I am naturally happy to see me, but the queen has just given birth and needs the most attention. Although I have never given birth to a child, I also know the hardships of my mother."

Xiao Yurou whispered: "The future is long, don't neglect the queen because of me. The empress's virtue is admired by everyone in the world. I don't want my brother to be criticized!"

Li Shilong nodded, a little moved. In the entire harem, there was no way to find two women who were as sensible as Xiao Yurou.

They wished they could favor themselves every day. Although they did not compete for favor too much, Li Shilong knew the secret thoughts.

"Sister, it's my luck that I can get you!" He held Xiao Yurou's hand.

Xiao Yurou lowered her head, pulled her hand back quietly, and said shyly: "It is also a blessing that I can get my brother's favor. I don't ask for any title or my brother to favor me alone. As long as my brother is free, I can come to see me and hurt me, it will be better than countless people in the world!"

"A good sentence is better than countless people in the world!" Li Shilong was so satisfied that he could no longer be satisfied. "Girl, this seems to be a sentence in a poem, but does it have the previous sentence?"

Since you can't sleep, it's good to do poetry and lyrics and cultivate your sentiments.

Xiao Yurou was also stunned. Why did she read the word "slim"?

"Yes, brother, but this is not a poem, but a poem!"

"word?"

Li Shilong became interested, and Daqian has always been precious in poetry and lyrics.

But since Qin Mo's "Yuanxi" came out, the lyrics are no less expensive than poetry.

"You read it, I will write it!"

There was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. Li Shilong picked up the brush and dipped it ink with pine, smoke and ink.

Xiao Yurou was a little hesitant. Will she spread the words "Xiao Shutou"?

After thinking about it, it shouldn’t be so much. After all, it’s a fun in the boudoir. How could Li Shilong promote such poetry?

She cleared her throat, "Magpie Bridge Fairy? A secret cloud makes a trick!"

Li Shilong loved running script and wrote lively and vividly. After writing the title of the poem, he heard Xiao Yurou recite: "There are tricks on the clouds, the flying stars convey hatred, and the silver man is far away from each other.

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world.”

"Good words!" Li Shilong's eyes lit up!

The general meaning of this word is that the thin clouds change in the sky, the meteors in the sky convey the sorrow of lovesickness, and I quietly pass by the distant Milky Way tonight.
Chapter completed!