Red lotus fragrance remnant jade mushroom autumn,

Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book?

When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely.

One lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this.

I frowned, but I was on my heart

Qin Yuanyuan stood on the right side of Ji Ning, reciting the poems written by Ji Ning's pen on cold gold ribbed rice paper, word by word.

She read and read, but she didn't realize that the whole person was stupid, and she was deeply immersed in the artistic conception of this poem and couldn't extricate herself.

Ji Ning finished writing the words and put away the pen, turned her head to look at Qin Yuanyuan, and saw her looking at the words and sentences that had not dried in the ink stupidly, her sexy and delicate lips moved, and her voice was so light that she could only hear herself reciting a sentence repeatedly.

Seeing Qin Yuanyuan's demeanor like this, Ji Ning showed some smiles faintly, didn't disturb Qin Yuanyuan, walked away and stood calmly.

Qin Yuanyuan's reaction was in his expectation, this song "A Cut of Plum and Red Lotus Fragrance and Residual Jade in Autumn" is one of the representative works of the famous female lyricist Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty, which can arouse the resonance of women the most.

After a long time, Qin Yuanyuan sighed and finally came back to his senses.

She turned around, looked at Ji Ning and said, absolutely.

Ji Ning smiled slightly, arched his hand and said: Thank you Miss Qin for your praise.

The next moment, Qin Yuanyuan suddenly smiled and asked narrowly: Could this poem also be Ling Zun's posthumous work?

The beautiful eyes were half-narrowed, and the narrow and sexy eyes inadvertently revealed a trace of charm, Ji Ning looked at it and couldn't help but be distracted for a while.

Oh, the beautiful scenery, the beauty is in front, and then the father's posthumous work, it will inevitably spoil the scenery. Ji Ning came back to his senses and said, this word was written by Ji.

Well, I'm not lying, I did write it.

Qin Yuan smiled brightly, his smile was like a flower, and the entire hall instantly brightened more than ten times.

Thank you Gongzi Ji for giving the concubine such a good word. In the end, she deeply made a blessing to Ji Ning.

Ji Ning returned the salute and said: Hehe, Miss Qin doesn't have to be polite, it's just a word.

This poem "A Cut of Plums" may be one of the many poems in your belly for Ji Gongzi, but for the concubine, it is the most touching poem you have ever seen in your life. Qin Yuanyuan said disagreeingly, this poem, judging from the shallow eyes of the concubine, once it is announced, it will be able to spread to the world. His son is famous all over the world, and this word can be expected to be passed on for centuries.

Ji Ning couldn't help but admire Qin Yuanyuan's appreciative gaze, this poem can indeed be remembered for centuries.

Miss Qin is overrated. Ji Ning said modestly.

Qin Yuanyuan shook his head with a smile and said jokingly: Once this word spreads, Ji Gongzi will be admired by many beautiful girls, but he is afraid that he will enter the dreams of countless Huaichun girls every night.

When Ji Ning heard this, he was embarrassed and said: Miss Qin laughed.

At the end, he surrendered his hand and begged: Ji has not yet learned, and he still needs to study hard, and he also asked Miss Qin to keep it secret for Ji for the time being, and not to spread this word.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yuanyuan refused: This is not good. Such a good word, if it can't be passed on, the concubine's body will definitely be like a cat, and she will be unable to sleep night and night, and she will have to lose the fragrance and jade.

This Ji Ning's whole face couldn't help but wilt bitterly.

Puff - Qin Yuanyuan couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh for a while, the flowers and branches trembled, and the height of his chest trembled up and down for a while, rippling countless tempting round waves.

Ji Ning looked at it, and couldn't help but lose his mind for a while, and he breathed heavily.

couldn't help laughing for a while, Qin Yuanyuan felt Ji Ning's fiery gaze staring at her delicate body, and hurriedly put down a smile, stood upright and returned to a dignified and noble state.

Ji Ning also came back to his senses, and hurriedly looked away, leaned slightly outward, and secretly took a deep breath, trying to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

After a while, Qin Yuanyuan turned around and picked up the words, read them softly again, and then said to Ji Ning: Don't worry, the concubine will not harm you. The concubine will say that it was made by a friend of the concubine. When you are the top student in high school on another day, you will announce that the concubine body is made by you.

Thank you so much. Ji Ning thanked him.

Qin Yuanyuan smiled and said, "It's the concubine who thanks you."

Then, she lowered her head slightly, and couldn't put down the lyrics.

After a while, Qin Yuanyuan raised his pretty face and said to Ji Ning: Ji Gongzi, the concubine has another request.

Miss Qin, please speak. Ji Ning said.

Can you pay for this song? Qin Yuanyuan said with a begging gaze.

Being looked at beggingly by Qin Yuanyuan's charming gaze, even if Ji Ning was unwilling, he would relent, not to mention that it was not a matter in the first place.

Ji Ning tightened his mind and responded: No problem.

Thank you, Mr. Ji. Qin Yuanyuan said happily, and at the same time leaned forward, carefully offering the poem to Ji Ning.

Ji Ning smiled and wanted to take the poem, but the next moment his gaze froze, and his breathing and heartbeat stopped instantly.

I saw Qin Yuanyuan facing him, his upper body bowed forward, the neckline that was originally a little low was half open, he was condescending, and he suddenly saw two halves of plump fat and greasy white, and a snow-white bottomless ravine.

Boom –

Ji Ning only felt that his brain was booming, and then it went blank, and then the boundless clotted white filled every corner of his brain.

Qin Yuanyuan saw that Ji Ning didn't take the words for a long time, and couldn't help but raise his pretty face to look at Ji Ning, and found that Ji Ning was actually staring at her chest in a daze.

She subconsciously looked down, only to find that her spring light was leaking, she couldn't help but exclaim, hurriedly straightened up, covered her neckline with her jade hand, her pretty face was so red that she was dripping blood, and the whole person was so ashamed that she wanted to get into the crack in the ground.

Ji Ning finally came to his senses, Jun's face was flushed, and he apologized to Qin Yuanyuan again and again.

Next, Ji Ning didn't know how he left the Qin Mansion.

On the way home, Ji Ning thought of the beautiful things that happened in the Shuxiang Garden, and his handsome face still couldn't help but blush, ashamed.

Behind him, in addition to following Yu Ling, he also followed four Qin Mansion subordinates.

Of the four Qin subordinates, two of them were holding a large brocade gift box in each hand, and the other two were carrying a load of rice paper on each shoulder.

Ji Ning shook the paper folding fan while walking, feeling helpless.

Every time he visited Qin Yuanyuan, Qin Yuanyuan always gave him more than ten times the gift in return.

It's the hardest thing to be graced by a beauty

However, it was said that Zhao An, the chief housekeeper of Chongwang Mansion, was waiting left and right in front of the gate of Ji Mansion, but he still did not see Ji Ning come back.

And the large group of people who were eager to get the invitation card from Zhao An also waited for Ji Ning for a long time.

Just when everyone was standing with their legs numb and almost sitting on the ground directly regardless of their image, someone suddenly shouted: Look, Ji Ning is back!

When everyone heard this, they all lifted their spirits, and they all looked in the direction pointed by the person who first discovered Ji Ning, their eyes were warm, and they almost burst into tears.

Your uncle is finally willing to come back!

Zhao An was also in good spirits, and immediately turned around to look.