Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

The sky is already dark.

The backyard of the post station was full of red lanterns, and they were all lit at this time, and the bright red light reflected on the faces of the delicate makeup dancers, and each of them was flushed with excitement.

A pair of Qiu Shui eyes kept looking at the door.

However, after waiting for a long time, the Emperor still did not see his Majesty coming, and everyone could not help but become a little impatient, and they were talking in low voices.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"When will the emperor come?"

"Yeah, I have been waiting for so long."

"Okay, let's be patient, is it possible that you can be seen as the emperor?"

At this moment, the post Cheng walked over dejectedly.

When he saw him coming, the musicians sitting on both sides of the stage hurriedly began to play and sing, only to see the Yi Cheng waved impatiently: "Okay, stop playing, stop."

Then everyone stopped and asked, "My lord, what's the matter?"

"It's all gone."

"Scattered?"

Everyone looked at a loss, and the dancers rushed up and asked, "My lord, how about the emperor? Why did they leave?"

The emperor said angrily: "The emperor? The emperor will not watch singing and dancing tonight."

"what?!"

Everyone frowned when they heard it.

The emperor doesn't watch singing and dancing, so what will he do tonight?

It's impossible, just sleep so dry, this, this is too boring.

The dancing girls were originally excited, all dreaming of flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix. Now they suddenly woke up from the dream and couldn't help but became angry and said, "My lord, you have said it clearly. Let us serve the emperor tonight , How again—"

"how could I know."

Yi Cheng thought of being reprimanded by the little **** next to His Majesty the Emperor, saying that instead of moving these crooked thoughts, he should take good care of the past carriages and horses, so that he did not dare to lift his head.

His small inn has also handled a lot of chariots and horses, even if it is not an important minister in the court, but just a few small officials, who don't like to enjoy, and don't like beautiful people.

It is precisely that he has understood the minds of these people that he will prepare such a grand preparation to welcome Yujia.

Unexpectedly, the flattery hit the horse's hoof.

So he sighed bitterly and said, "Don't ask, the emperor won't come or come, you all retreat."

Several dancers could only return in anguish.

But another **** in the station came over and asked, "My lord, the emperor really doesn't watch singing and dancing, and doesn't let these beauties go with him?"

Yi Cheng nodded with a calm face.

You know, he lost money to do all these things, and now things are not done properly, but the expenses have already been paid out, and they have to be filled by themselves, and he is not angry.

Several postmen suddenly couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"The emperor had such a plain night?"

"There are so many concubines in the harem. When I get here, I don't even watch singing and dancing, and the dancing girls are not good. This is too—"

"Humph,"

Hearing this, Yi Cheng sneered again: "What is it, how can there be cats that don't steal fishy?"

When several people heard this, they opened their eyes and asked in a low voice, "What?"

Yi Cheng said: "Just when I came down from above, I saw that the people around the emperor were all screened back and only called one person in to serve. Do you know who it is?"

"Who?"

"The doctor."

"Doctor?"

Everyone looked at each other, and immediately remembered: "That's the one, the lady doctor?"

Yi Cheng said: "Lonely men and widows live in the same room, what do you think?"