Why Harem Intrigue When You Can Just Raise a Dog Instead

The emperor’s illness gradually improved, and the time for handling the political affairs was greatly increased. However, he still did not call for a slumber, but only one or two days later, he called Liangzhu to go to the royal study room. Shen Taishi’s weight in the court is getting heavier and heavier, and there is a tendency to stand up against Li.

The discerning eye has seen it, and Shen’s family is going to fly. The Bell Palace in Liangzhu was greeted by the city all day, and it was not like the former desert.

In the tourmaline palace, Meng Sangqi held Abao in one hand and the travel notes in one hand, and lazy on the couch. The soft sunlight came in from the half-open window, illuminating one person and one dog, and plating them with a thin layer of gold rim, the picture could not tell the warmth.

The little milk dog in the slap of the palms squinted at the eyes, quietly crouching in the woman's arms, sharing the magnificent mountains and rivers in the travel notes with her, folk customs, and the unprecedented peace of mind. At this moment, he forgot his situation and forgot his responsibility, only to concentrate on enjoying this peace and harmony.

"Odd girl, where do you look at where Abao looks? You turn the page and Abao also turns around, as if he is literate, it's amazing!" Yin Cui took a pot of tea and a plate of cakes, and said funnyly.

Zhou Wudi was stiff, and he was afraid that his abnormality would lead to the suspicion of Deyi. If Deyi regards him as a demon, his end can be imagined.

"My Abao is of course the smartest. I will only accompany me to read books. I will teach him to write and draw, sing and dance, and do arithmetic problems." Dean picked up Abao and took a sigh of relief. Announcement.

She did not know that she was infinitely petting at this time, and the appearance of blind trust left a deep mark on Zhou Wudi’s heart. His furry tail shook uncontrollably.

"Can these dogs really learn?" Yin Cui was a little surprised.

"Of course." Dean pinched the small tail of A Bao and said calmly.

Count you have a vision! In addition to singing and dancing, what will not? Emperor Zhou Wu used his teeth to grind Dexter's fingertips, proud of the darkness.

"But these things have to be taught slowly, and now I am not in a hurry. Heaven is getting colder and colder. Let's teach Abao to dress first. You lick his scarred neck, and the wind will definitely freeze." Bao's little cotton jacket, the small collar is taken over, I will give him a try." Deyi put down the downstream, the opening of the enthusiasm.

"Yes." Yin Cui's eyes lit up and immediately took A Bao's new clothes.

"A Bao, I am going to put on clothes for you now, put on the collar, don't mess with you, and have some cakes to eat. The temple is warm, you are not used to we don't wear it, but when you go out, you must Want to put it on, have you heard it?" Meng Sangqiu picked a tiger skin and licked the nose of A Bao's wet mouth, and there was a martyrdom.

Zhou Wudi whimpered, wanted to run away and turned back, the most terminally sitting in front of Dezhen, posing a look of Ren Jun.

Well, nothing, but also owe her a loss, how she loves it! Zhou Wudi sighed, his heart lingering with a touch of helplessness. From the day he knew that De’s eyes were like a mirror and his heart was glazed, he became more and more hard-hearted about Deyi.

"A Bao is really awkward!" Meng Sangyu was pleasantly surprised. He bowed his head and printed a kiss on his nose, which caused Zhou Wudi's heart to jump.

It’s too late to experience this feeling of electric shock. He was smashed by Meng Sangyu and stuffed into a hooded tiger skin. The hat was also stitched with two vivid tiger ears and Abao. How do you see how funny the dog's head is.

"Hey~hahaha..." First of all, I couldn't help but laugh. In the end, I laughed and leaned forward. Meng Sangqi picked up Abao and rolled it on the soft couch. A beautiful red plump, Fengmeng was full of shining streamlight, and I lost the eyes of Zhou Wudi. .

"Well, it seems that there are still shortcomings." Rolling around, she put the stupid Abao on the small and a few, and saw the white porcelain vase on the side, his eyes brightened.

"This is perfect!" Cut a delicate camellia, don't be in Abao's ear, Meng Sangqi squeezes his small claws, and laughs again on the soft couch.

The crisp and moving laughter echoed in the hall, making the air a little active. Zhou Wudi frowned, wanted to pull down the camellia, saw the woman's extraordinary smile, and the heart moved, and finally put down the paw and secretly said: Let her go! It’s rare to see her laughing so comfortable.

For Deyi, he is vertical and vertical, almost faster than his own bottom line. It is said that it is a matter of heart and therefore a little compensation, but the real reason may not even distinguish himself.

Yin Cui and Bi Shui on the side also smiled. It’s hard to accept the laugh, and Bishui’s serious proposal, “The maiden, A Bao is so cute, you can draw him down, and I will come back later.”

"This is a good idea." Meng Sang sang the sour gangster, and he was both awkward and a little faint and happy.

"A Bao is coming over, go to the study with me." Put A Bao on the ground, Meng Sangyu took the lead to go to the temple. Seeing Abao wearing clothes and walking is not uncomfortable, her pace is slightly faster.

The windows of the study are all open and the light is very abundant. A white magnolia is planted in the front window, and the vigorous branches look extremely windy. It is conceivable that when the magnolia blooms in the spring of next year, it will be soft and comfortable. There are several sweet-scented osmanthus and plum blossoms in the rear window. In the autumn, you can enjoy the winter scenery. It is a different enjoyment all year round.

After crossing the threshold, you can see three huge bookshelves at a glance. The books on the shelves cover a wide range of books, from the textbooks to the historical episodes. They are placed on different grilles, and the thick ink scent comes. People are refreshed.

There is a huge ceramic vase standing on the corner of the bookshelf. It is thick black, and the bottle is not filled with colorful flowers, but a few thin, dead branches. Such a weird display, Zhou Wudi, was the first time I saw it, but I felt the unexpected harmony, and the endlessly set off the room with a sense of leisurely pleasure. A yellow pear wood desk was placed by the window, and the pen and ink papers were displayed one by one. There was no extra decoration, and even a incense burner did not.

This study is simple to the extreme, but it is full of mystery. It is the most original design that Zhou Wudi has ever seen. This shows how the master of this study is smart and intelligent. He stood at the door for a long time before he stepped in, looking at Meng Sangyu, who was ready to paint with a complicated look.

In the past, the tourmaline palace was like a routine, and I saw the artisan, dressed up, and he always felt particularly tired. Why did he bother to know her? Why have you been willing to spend more time with her? Therefore, he is still the first time in this study. Obviously, Deyi does not welcome him, or he will not mention half a word in three years.

In this forbidden palace, who does not know that Zhou Wudi loves to talk about poetry and painting and study ancient books? In order to cater to the meaning of the Holy Spirit, the harem is not eager to dye the smell of the book to attract the attention of the emperor, but Dexter has to do the opposite. If it is not this situation, he may be deceived by this woman for a lifetime!

Deyi deliberately created an impulsive and irritating, unrequited image of the city, and the rough image of the world to confuse the world, so he would be reassured to use her to give her rights and status. But the opposite is true. This woman is not only stupid, but also smart and terrible! Who would have thought that a little girl who had just turned 14 would have such a deep mind? Such a broad vision?

If Zhou Wudi discovered the truth a month ago, he would definitely give him a death and eliminate hidden dangers. However, after becoming Abao, Zhou Wudi once again refreshed his misunderstanding of Deyi, from the anti-appreciation, from the rejection to the closeness. His current mood, except for the inexplicable loss, could not rise even with a little anger.

After all, although you have a lot of things, but it seems that there is no misconduct, I will not care about you. Zhou Wudi sighed in his heart and began to wander around Meng Sangyu’s study. He wants to know this woman like never before, to explore the true face of her hiding.

There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the edge of the bookshelf. The collections are all Meng Sangzhen, and the handwriting iron painting silver hooks are vigorous and powerful; the paintings are fine and ingenious, and the craftsman is a rare good. Look at these calligraphy and paintings, and then look at the books on the entire three walls. Who would dare to say that Meng Sangzhen is a non-traditional woman? Even Hui Ru fears too much!

Zhou Wudi blinked at a pair of auspicious ink paintings, and his heart was depressed. The **** woman, knowing that she likes a talented woman, will she be a little bit pleased to die? Do you have to hide it? He twitched his nose and blew a turbid gas, then slammed the camellia in his ear and threw it on the ground.

Humph! Since you don't want to please, why do you want to please you? ! The small claws of the meat swayed on the wreckage of the camellia, and Zhou Wudi became more and more uneven.

"A Bao, you are naughty again!" Meng Sangyu looked at the painting while he was enjoying it. He was almost not killed by the small appearance of Abao's hair.

Zhou Wudi, who was swaying the Camellia Camellia, was stiff and could hardly believe that the childish and ridiculous person was himself. Is the dog long, and the thinking and manners will be assimilated?

Meng Sangyu put down the brush, smiled and held Abao on the desk and pointed to a piece of white scorpion and asked, "A Bao look, like you?"

The puppy on the white donkey was wearing a tiger skin, and a camellia was inserted in the ear. The front paw was scratching and the expression was very distressing. Although it’s just a few strokes, the image of a puppy’s cleverness has been on the paper, lifelike.

This Abao is not very good, not like Shih Tzu and Jingba, how do you like it? Zhou Wudi's sour darkness.

Seeing A Bao with his head down, he is taking a closer look at his portrait. Meng Sang slaps his lips and smiles. He picks up the wolf and puts A Bao’s name and age on the shackles, then pinches A Bao’s little paws and dipped some ink. Covered with plum blossoms at the landing.

"Come, A Bao also signed a name. Later, I also helped A Bao's portrait, and recorded the growth experience of A Bao, and reserved it for later." After the ink was wiped clean, Meng Sangqi picked up the small dumplings, and the tone was full of pets. And expectation.

Are you taking Abao as your own child? Because you can't give it to you? There was a sudden realization between Emperor Zhou and Wu, and the feeling of sorrow in the chest was stronger than ever.

After the day of self-portrait, A Bao was even more clever and quiet. No matter how he tossed him, he would not let it go. He only knew that he was forbidden because he appeared outside the tourmaline palace. The place will definitely become an excuse for people to attack Desheng.

Hard and hard to suppress the anxiety in the heart, Zhou Wudi patiently pondered the strategy of being able to go out of the palace and not even tired. Unconsciously, he has given birth to the consciousness of protecting the virtues.

As Shen Sangzhen predicted, Shen Taishi and Liangzhu embarked on the road of no return. They swayed in the former dynasty and the harem, and touched Zhou Wudi's bottom line a little bit, killing Zhou Wudi's emotions again and again. It was originally a seed of suspicion, and it has grown into a towering tree in just half a month.