Quick Transmigration Counterattack: Mysterious Boss, Don’t Tease

A pair of warm jade, it is replaced by the maiden's favorite colorful step, this sage is really steady and does not lose.

"It's just a dead thing. It can be worn on a useful person, and it doesn't make it shine." North Rain swears a plausible statement.

Jin Hao did not understand.

That step is shaking, but it is a good thing.

There was a meaningful smile on the lips of the north rain.

"What do you think of this man?" Bei Yuyu suddenly asked.

"The slave feels that she is a little fake. She always feels that she is not sincere to the maiden. Every time I look at it, I like to honor you, but every time she gets cheap."

Kim Min Jung doesn't like Yinxian very much. He always feels that person is very insidious.

"What do you think?" North Rain looked at the gold bracelet.

The gold bracelet was slightly indulged for a while: "The slaves can't say what they feel, and they feel that every time she talks and does things, it seems to help the goddess, but in the end they are all tired."

In the past, they both reminded the master, but the master did not care at all. Now, looking at the master's appearance, it seems to be open, no longer fascinated by the sage.

After listening to it, Bei Yuxi didn’t say anything, and the topic suddenly turned. “Oh, at this point in time, the emperor should come. Is the menu of today’s menu given to the imperial kitchen?”

"At noon, the little three have been handed over to the imperial kitchen."

"Ok."

"This palace will linger for a while, and when the emperor comes back, remember to wake up the palace." Bei Yuyu closed his eyes and rested, and Jin Jin and Jin Biao quietly withdrew.

After half an hour, Bei Yuying was hungry. When I woke up, the sky outside was gray and the lamp was already in the temple. She sat up and rubbed her eyebrows.

She slept and slept for so long.

Jin Hao and the gold bracelet did not come to wake her up, but the emperor has not come yet. Taking advantage of this time, I have already passed the meal. Beiyuyu stood up and was preparing to call someone, and he saw a man in the study room.

When Bei Yuyu suspiciously walked into the study, he saw Nan Shaotian standing in front of the desk, holding her freely written verse.

Nan Shaotian noticed that she was coming and waved at her.

When the north rains stepped forward, Nan Shaotian took her in her arms and leaned down slightly. The burning scent slammed into her ear and said: "The good love of you, you tell me, these poems. what's going on?"

"These poems are naturally written and done by the courtiers." Bei Yu Yan said frankly.

Nan Shaotian raised his eyebrows. "I don't know, love is still a talented woman."

This is replaced by the north rainy look to the south Shaotian, "Imperial, do you never know?" Said, said, the eyes still reveal a touch of grievances.

Nan Shaotian squatted and looked at her, making it seem like he was doing something wrong.

"The emperor, who told you, the minister will not make poetry, not the ink?"

She does not know the ink, and everyone in the harem knows.

"Nature is..." The sound of Nan Shaotian came to an abrupt end.

From where I know, I really want to hear from Deyi. They used to make poems in the Imperial Garden. Finally, Bei Yuyu made a miserable soy sauce poem, which caused her to lose a big face.

It was also from that time that the whole harem people knew that there was no such thing as ink and ink, and they did not know what the chess and paintings were.

Nan Shaotian also heard that, after listening to it, it was so recognized. This kind of thing will not ask her face to face, after all, it is not a big deal. Whether she has a literary talent or not, it is not important for him, just because she is just a shield for Yu Wei in the harem.