I Just Won’t Play by the Book

　　 "Retreat, all retreat, your majesty does not need to wait for the guards, all retreat!"

　　 Outside the door, Wang Shougui drove away the Yulin Army who rushed to **** him. Although the Yulin Army did not understand what the dead **** was doing, they still retreated.

　　 Inside the Jingxin Hall, the atmosphere was a bit silent, and the two court ladies serving beside them did not dare to show up, nor did they know what was going on on the second floor.

　　 Jiang Beiran first glanced at Mu Yao, turned her head when she saw her guilty conscience, and shouted, "Come out."

　　 But there was no movement on the second floor, which reminded Jiang Beiran of looking for Mu Yao when Yin Jianghong came in not long ago.

　　 So Jiang Beiran also raised two tones and said: "Why, do I have to go up and invite you myself?"

　　 "No, no, I will come out by myself!"

　　 This time, there was a dull response from the enclosed space on the second floor.

　　 Then only heard a "squeak", the suitcase on the second floor was opened, Kong Qianqian raised his hands above his head, and stood tremblingly.

　　 "It's a nonsense! Don't come down soon." Jiang Beiran shouted sharply.

　　 The frightened Kong Qianqian replied "yes" and quickly stepped out of the box, but the palace suit on his body seemed to be hooked by something. In a hurry, Kong Qianqian pulled hard and was about to walk down the stairs.

　　 But in the next second, after hearing only a "hiss", Kong Qianqian had a bad heart and knew that his skirt was torn.

For a moment,'Look at what's broken in the skirt','Go downstairs quickly','Mister's expression is terrible' and so on, emotions flooded into Kong Qianqian's heart, and her walnut-sized brain couldn't handle it. coming.

　　 In a hurry, she panicked, her eyes darkened, her feet splayed, and the person rolled down the stairs like a tire.

　　 However, Kong Qianqian is also a cultivator, so he stabilized his figure after rolling down the stairs, and knelt in front of Jiang Beiran in a wonderful posture, his buttocks... a little high.

　　 "First...oh no, the emperor is auspicious."

　　‘I’m lucky you...’

　　 Jiang Beiran, who felt the black lines on his forehead, let out a long sigh, and said, "Who will explain to me what is going on?"

　　As soon as the words came out, the palace ladies waiting on both sides quickly knelt down.

　　 Kong Qianqian quietly lifted his face to look at Mu Yao.

　　 Muyao first patted her forehead, then carefully looked at Jiang Beiran and said, "My lord Qi, Qianqian...I brought it in."

　　 "You really treat the palace as a trifle?"

Hearing Jiang Beiran’s unrestrained voice, Mu Yao was also a little flustered, lowered her head and explained, “I didn’t expect things to develop like this... I originally thought I was just visiting the palace. Who knew Dad would save me? I stay here."

　　 After listening to this, there are excusable reasons, Jiang Beiran didn't bother to care how she took Kong Qianqian secretly, and how she secretly hid her in this elaborate hall.

　　 said directly: "In that case, forget it this time, hurry up and send her back."

　　 Muyao felt tight after hearing this, she was unfamiliar in this place of life, if Kong Qianqian was sent back, then she would only be able to communicate with the emperor in front of her who bored and feared her.

　　 So Mu Yao's heart shook and bowed towards Jiang Beiran: "The emperor... you should leave Qianqian in the palace too. It's not a bad rule to be a little palace lady."

　　 After finishing speaking, he kept showing Kong Qianqian with his eyes.

Kong Qianqian is not stupid this time, and quickly raised her body and folded her hands to Jiang Beiran and begged: "The emperor, you just leave me, no, keep the servant by your side. The servant will be a maid, you want to drink tea. The maidservant will never give you white water."

　　‘You claim to change faster than me...’

Seeing Kong Qianqian worshipping herself sparingly, Jiang Beiran felt that it was not impossible to keep this girl behind. One more handle in his hand would make Mu Yao even less dare to be a demon. Second, let Mu Yao find a companion. , She doesn't want to run to herself all day to find things to do.

　　 can kill two birds with one stone.

　　 After making a decision in his heart, Jiang Beiran looked at Mu Yao and said, "Kong Qianqian can stay, but if she causes trouble, you will be responsible."

　　 Muyao did not expect Jiang Beiran to agree so readily. She thanked her unexpectedly, "Thank you, Longen, please rest assured, I will take care of her."

　　 Kong Qianqian also said again and again: "Thank you, the emperor, thank you, the emperor, the emperor is really good."

　　 waved his hand, Jiang Beiran said to Mu Yao: "Take her down and change her clothes. By the way, teach her the rules of the palace and let her know what to say and what not to say."

　　 "Yes." After Mu Yao finished speaking, she left the hall with Kong Qianqian.

　　 It didn't take long for Mu Yao to walk back with Kong Qianqian, who had already changed into the court ladies' clothes.

I have to say that the saying that people rely on clothes is quite reasonable. Wearing a fan's palace clothes and a long and detailed hair with five blacks, Kong Qianqian looks a little soft and shows a different style. , People want to pinch her little baby-fat face.

　　 It's a pity that this kind of beauty persisted for a moment. When Kong Qianqian found Jiang Beiran was looking at herself and smiled back with a silly smile, even the pair of cute dimples couldn't save her stupidity.

　　 Seeing Jiang Beiran regaining his gaze back on the book, Mu Yao gave Kong Qianqian a look, Kong Qianqian nodded immediately and stood behind Jiang Beiran.

Mu Yao quietly walked to Jiang Beiran and said, "The emperor, what do I want to..." Halfway through the conversation, Mu Yao quickly changed her words as if remembering something, "Excuse me, how can I become the heroine prime minister you mentioned? what?"

　　 "Read more." Jiang Beiran replied without looking up.

　　 "Then... Excuse me, can I read the books here?"

　　 "Whatever."

　　 "Thank your Majesty Longen!"

　　 Muyao happily went to find a book after she finished speaking.

　　 Glancing at Mu Yao, who was looking for books with great interest, Jiang Beiran couldn't help feeling in his heart that this silly girl really wanted to do it from the heart to save the people.

　　‘It’s true that no matter what kind of person there is always one or two bright spots. ’

　　 With emotion in his heart, Jiang Beiran turned his gaze back to the book again, looking for when he had just seen it, a cool breeze suddenly hit, blowing out the candle on the desk.

　　 Jiang Beiran looked back, and saw Kong Qianqian holding a tall palm fan, lowered his head, tired, and clearly knew that he had done something wrong.

　　 If you can vomit, Jiang Beiran must slap off the palm fan in Kong Qianqian's hand and shout: "Are you going to take the banana fan to send me to Flame Mountain?"

　　 Although he couldn't see Jiang Beiran's expression clearly, Kong Qianqian could feel Jiang Beiran's eyes as if he could show Ling Chi.

　　 At this time, another palace lady next to him hurriedly came over and lit the candle again. When the candle light lit up, after seeing Jiang Beiran's expression clearly, the palace lady directly knelt on the ground in shock and kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

　　 Kong Qianqian took a look, and quickly knelt down on the ground and shouted: "Your Majesty, please be merciful, your Majesty be merciful..."

　　 "Don't knock, stand up."

　　 The two immediately stood up together when they heard it.

　　 glanced at Kong Qianqian who was still holding the palm fan, Jiang Beiran asked, "What do you want to do?"

　　 "The weather is hot, and the maidservant wants to fan your majesty..."

　　 "I think you just want to play this fan."

　　 Kong Qianqian's expression twitched, as if being said to be the main thing.

　　 "The emperor is wise, the emperor is the smartest person in the world, the emperor, please forgive me this time, the slave will never dare anymore."

　　 "Place the fan and don't move it anymore."

　　 "Yes!" When Kong Qianqian heard that the emperor had forgiven him, he quickly inserted the palm fan back to the original position and stood still.

　　‘Oh, probably this is how Qianlong felt when he saw Little Swallow...’

　　 sighed in his heart, Jiang Beiran continued reading.

　　 "咚!——咚!咚!"

　　 "Minkangwufu! Songmao bamboo buds~"

　　 As the child's time has arrived, an **** outside the Jingxin Hall bowed his head and knelt in front of Jiang Beiran and said: "Your Majesty Qi, it's three watch."

　　 Jiang Beiran, who was reading a book, frowned and asked, "What about the three watch days?"

　　 The **** carefully raised his head and said: "Your Majesty, the minion is here to ask if you want to ring the bell tonight?"

　　 "Bell?" Jiang Beiran was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

　　 The **** immediately replied: "Please also allow your majesty to allow the minion to show it to you."

　　 "I am right."

　　 "Thank you, Your Majesty."

　　 The **** finished speaking and ran to a winding dragon pillar and pressed the pillar held in the dragon's mouth for a moment.

　　 Then, after hearing only a sound of "rumble", Jiang Beiran discovered that the algae above her head was slowly rotating, and at the same time hundreds of threads of different colors slowly descended.

Just when Jiang Beiran wondered what this meant, the **** walked over and knelt in front of Jiang Beiran again and said: "Your Majesty, this bell rope leads to the apse, and each rope is connected to a bell, and everyone is on the bell. The name of the empress, the emperor, which empress will enter the palace to serve the emperor tonight."

　　'Fuck! ? People in the palace can really play! No, it's the Emperor Deng Bo that can really play. ’

　　 While the **** was talking, the rope continued to fall, reminding Jiang Beiran of the rope he used to play when he went to the amusement park before. What kind of rewarding cheating facilities he could get on the other end of the rope.

　　Because most of the gadgets you get are worthless gadgets, those dolls that are as tall as people are impossible to get.

　　 But here is 100% winning, and it’s all "big prizes".

Seeing Jiang Beiran looking up at the rope with surprise on his face, the **** hurriedly got up and introduced: "Your Majesty, these ropes of different colors represent women of different ages. The women connected by the blue rope are all ten to five years old. The ones connected by the red string are all from the year of cardamom, and the ones connected by the white string are from the year of the golden hairpin. This..."

　　 "Enough!" Jiang Beiran waved his hand, and the scared **** quickly knelt on the ground again, not knowing what he said wrong.

　　‘Damn...the year of the golden hairpin! ? Isn't that twelve years old? Beast! ’

　　 Although it is true that a twelve-year-old girl in this era can marry, Jiang Bei is absolutely unacceptable. He is deeply afraid that the **** will report again. What if there is still a yellow mouth in the future? He really didn't want to hear it.

Mu Yao, who was next to him, frowned. She had no idea about age. After all, in her concept, a ten-year-old girl could have been married. What she frowned was that the emperor’s life was too ridiculous, and the rope was too much. More.

　　 "I have just ascended to the throne, and there are still many things to do. Let's get rid of this, and withdraw."

　　 "Yes." The **** hurriedly retreated outside.

　　 Looking at the hundreds of ropes still hanging in front of him, Jiang Beiran looked at the court lady next to him and said, "Take this thing away."

　　 "Yes." The maid nodded, and hurriedly walked to another Panlong pillar and pressed the pillar, and the rope was slowly taken back.

　　‘Architectural genius... just not serious. ’

　　 As the Hall of Meditation was restored to its original state, Jiang Beiran picked up the book again and looked at it, making Mu Yao, who was also reading a book, frequently looked at him.

　　‘No wonder Dad strongly recommended him to be the emperor. At least he knew which one was more important when he knew it was not pleasure. ’

　　 After looking at Jiang Beiran secretly for a while, Mu Yao turned his attention back to the book.

If she had read many classics in the private school when she was a child, but since she practiced, she has rarely read it, because her personality just refuses to admit defeat. Although she admires her elder brother very much, she has never given up surpassing him. Thoughts, so I practiced hard every day, so my studies would become wasteful.

　　 Now I have time to read books, and they are all books that I have never read before, so that she can enjoy it at once, and some even feel that they have completely abandoned their studies over the years, which is really wrong.

　　 As I kept seeing Yin Shi, Jiang Beiran was a little tired. After putting the book on the table, he looked at the **** next to him and said, "I'm tired."

　　 The **** immediately understood Jiang Beiran's meaning, and lowered his body and followed Jiang Beiran's rebellion to guide him: "The slave will take you to rest."

　　 Muyao also put down the book quickly

　　 Although it is true that a twelve-year-old girl in this era can marry, Jiang Bei is absolutely unacceptable. He is deeply afraid that the **** will report again. What if there is still a yellow mouth in the future? He really didn’t want to hear that Mu Yao who was next to ~www.ltnovel.com also frowned. She had no idea about age. After all, in her concept, a ten-year-old girl could already be married. She What frowns is that the emperor's life is too ridiculous, and there are too many ropes.

　　 "I have just ascended to the throne, and there are still many things to do. Let's get rid of this, and withdraw."

　　 "Yes." The **** hurriedly retreated outside.

　　 Looking at the hundreds of ropes still hanging in front of him, Jiang Beiran looked at the court lady next to him and said, "Take this thing away."

　　 "Yes." The maid nodded, and hurriedly walked to another Panlong pillar and pressed the pillar, and the rope was slowly taken back.

　　‘Architectural genius... just not serious. ’

　　 As the Hall of Meditation was restored to its original state, Jiang Beiran picked up the book again and looked at it, making Mu Yao, who was also reading a book, frequently looked at him.

　　‘No wonder Dad strongly recommended him to be the emperor. At least he knew which one was more important when he knew it was not pleasure. ’

　　 After looking at Jiang Beiran secretly for a while, Mu Yao turned his attention back to the book.

If she had read many classics in the private school when she was a child, but since she practiced, she has rarely read it, because her personality just refuses to admit defeat. Although she admires her elder brother very much, she has never given up surpassing him. Thoughts, so I practiced hard every day, so my studies would become wasteful.

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