In the Tai Chi Palace, Li Shilong was rarely drunk.

Once the shame of more than ten years was cleared away, I felt emotional inside.

After the palace banquet was over, the half-drunk Li Shilong came to the harem, where there was a secluded courtyard.

At this time, Xiao Yurou was painting, which looked very realistic unlike the Hazy School.

She wrote a poem below, "Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of faces..."

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

Da Gan finally won this battle.

Such a great victory was unprecedented in the Zhou Dynasty.

Even though she thought highly of Qin Mo repeatedly, she still underestimated him, "No wonder he once said that Qin Mo alone is worth a hundred thousand elites, and it's not true at all."

It's a pity that this little slick guy 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!"

"Hua Hua?" Li Shilong stepped forward and hugged Xiao Yurou's waist.

Xiao Yurou's body seemed slightly stiff, and he placed his hands in front of him and pushed gently.

Li Shilong whispered: "Are you still so shy?"

To be honest, he has done everything he should and shouldn't do. In the past half month, he has spent half of his days here, but Xiao Yurou's inadvertent shyness and blush made him immersed in it all the time. That kind of simple beauty.

"Brother, the palace lady is still here, I... No, I am..." She lowered her head, her face was rosy, it was not pretending, it was true.

She did not follow Li Shilong in the same way as Qin and Jin. They were all replaced by fake bodies. What she feared most was that Li Shilong would come to look for her during the day. If it was during the day, she would not be able to hide.

"I said, you can call me when there is no one around!" Li Shilong enjoyed being relaxed at Xiao Yurou's place. He didn't have to think about political affairs and just enjoyed the romance.

"Thank you, brother!" Xiao Yurou's beautiful eyes moved, and she caught the greed in Li Shilong's eyes. She took the opportunity to make tea to escape, and congratulated with a smile: "Brother, I heard from the palace that Princess Jing'an returned to Beijing. Now, Tubo’s Zanpu even sent his legitimate sons to the capital to be used as protons. My brother’s reputation spread far and wide, and he was able to control the world, and the prosperous age of Longjing had begun!”

Li Shilong felt very happy. Although he was tired of hearing such flattery at the banquet, hearing it from Xiao Yurou's mouth made him feel extremely proud in his heart.

Who told her to be the daughter of Emperor Zhou Yang?

He put his hands on Xiao Yurou's waist, got closer and took a deep breath. He couldn't bear it anymore, so he picked up Xiao Yurou and walked inside.

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

"Today is a happy day. Maybe I can let you carry a dragon child. When you get pregnant, I will lift you up. I really have wronged you for such a young talent!"

"Brother, here I am!" Xiao Yurou grabbed Li Shilong's hand tightly and begged in a low voice: "Brother, please don't taint your happy day. Besides, I always remember Duke Zhou Guo's death in my heart." Although we don't have much father-daughter relationship, I still want to call him daddy.

He has been dormant for such a long time and has not expressed his grief. I have had nightmares these past 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 receded, he didn't feel disappointed, he just felt it was a pity.

The night before was spent in the dark, which was not satisfying at all. He wanted to relax, but when Xiao Yurou mentioned Zhou Bi's incident, he felt a little guilty.

The majestic Duke has been dead for so long and yet no one came to offer condolences or mourned without mourning. This is indeed a bit too much.

He sat up, having mostly woken up from the wine, and said in a deep voice: "It's because I didn't think carefully and didn't care about your mood!"

He just liked Xiao Yurou's innocence and kindness, and when he saw her eyes were slightly red, he couldn't bear her tears, "Good girl, don't cry, I agree!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Xiao Yurou sniffed and knelt on the bed, "Brother, please don't blame me!"

With that said, he helped Li Shilong pat his back.

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

"The slave is here!"

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

"yes!"

Xiao Yurou breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, let's get through this first and gain a firm foothold in the harem!

"Brother, you come to my place so often these days, you really shouldn't!"

"I came to see you, are you still not happy?"

"Brother came to see me, and I am naturally happy. However, the queen has just given birth, and she needs the most care when she needs it most. Although I have never given birth to a child, I also know the hardships of a mother."

Xiao Yurou softly advised: "The days are 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 touched. In the entire harem, there were no two women as sensible as Xiao Yurou.

They wished they could be favored every day. Although there was no excessive competition for favor, Li Shilong was very clear about their secret thoughts.

"Sister, I am lucky to have you!" He held Xiao Yurou's hand.

Xiao Yurou lowered her head, calmly pulled her hand back, and said shyly: "I am lucky to be favored by my brother. I don't ask for any titles, and I don't ask for my brother to favor me alone. I just want him to favor me."

When you are free, if you can come and see me and care for me, it will be better than countless people in the world!"

"One sentence is enough to win, but there are countless people in the world!" Li Shilong couldn't be more satisfied, "Sister, this seems to be a sentence in a poem, but is there a previous sentence?"

Since I can't sleep, it's not bad to write poems and recite lyrics to cultivate my sentiments.

Xiao Yurou was also stunned. How could she pronounce that naughty word?

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

"word?"

Li Shilong became interested. Daqian has always been noble in poetry but cheap in words.

But ever since Qin Mo's "Yuan Xi" came out, words have become as valuable as poetry.

"You read it, I'll write it!"

There happened to be pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the document. Li Shilong picked up the brush and dipped it in pine smoke ink.

Xiao Yurou was hesitant. If he wrote out Xiao Huantou's lyrics, would it spread?

After thinking about it, it should not be so, after all, it is the pleasure of the boudoir. How could Li Shilong promote this kind of poetry?

She cleared her throat, "Magpie Bridge Immortal? Xianyun is clever!"

Li Shilong loved running calligraphy, and his writing was lively and spirited. After writing the title of the poem, he heard Xiao Yurou read: "The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness."

When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world."

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

The general meaning of this word is that the thin clouds are changing in the sky, the shooting stars in the sky convey the sadness of lovesickness, and I quietly pass through the distant and endless Milky Way tonight.

Meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who have been together for a long time but seem to be inseparable.
Chapter completed!