Changqing walked into the pavilion and sat down.
The two looked at each other.
It seems that the empress took the elixir she refined, so she looks very young and has a mature beauty. It is different from the cold and elegant beauty of Xiao Longnu and Death Language Yan.
"How about the palace? You still like it," the empress said.
"Well, not bad. Thank you, Your Majesty."
Then Changqing took out a few bottles of elixirs and gave them to the empress.
The two chatted happily, and the empress found that the man in front of her was omnipotent and omniscient. He had his own ideas about running the country and the army, which gave her a lot.
Then the two had lunch together.
The empress felt a friendship she had not had in Zhang Changqing for many years. Normally, others would either flatter or fear her, and she rarely had anyone she could talk to.
Now, the two are like friends for many years, laughing and chatting at the dinner table.
Of course Chang Qing would not refuse, and then he left and returned to the palace.
Watching her leaving back.
The corners of Wu Zetian's mouth curled up slightly.
"What an interesting person." She was very happy today.
Chang Qing walked out of the palace and saw Di Renjie still waiting beside the carriage.
"Why are you still here?"
"I have been assigned by Your Majesty to take care of your life in Chang'an with Sir Shangguan..." Di Renjie quickly stepped forward and saluted.
"Don't call me Prince, please call me Young Master."
"Yes, sir."
"Okay, you should go back and rest and take me for a walk in the west tomorrow."
"Yes." After saying that, he withdrew.
Back at the palace, Rong'er ran out to play and hasn't come back yet.
Listening to Yuyan, this girl has made many friends in just a few days.
Shangguan Wan'er has also arranged for someone to protect her secretly, so Chang Qing is not worried about this girl.
Among the girls, the one who gave him the most peace of mind was Wang Yuyan. I really don't know how Mrs. Wang, with her violent temper, managed to cultivate such a beautiful lady.
Yuyan was the favorite of Xiao Longnu, and the two were often inseparable. In addition to the martial arts she had studied herself, she and Xiao Longnu also learned the ancient tomb sect's martial arts, and they were making good progress.
Yilin is everyone's favorite. Dongfang Bubai is usually reluctant to say a word, which often makes Huang Rong feel unfair.
For such a long time, Chang Qing understood the thoughts of these girls, but he never deliberately got close to anyone. Most of the time, he just looked after his friends and sisters.
He is still afraid that if he is gone that day, he will make everyone sad.
"What's wrong? I'm a little distracted."
At this time Dongfang Bubai seemed to see his mood and asked.
"I'm fine, Dongfang, if I leave one day. What will you do."
"Leave? Like this time?" Dongfang asked doubtfully.
"No, I mean, the kind that might never come back."
"You go there, we'll go there." Dongfang stared at him and said.
"Ah, haha, just kidding. Look at that look in your eyes." Chang Qing felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he quickly laughed. Then he ran away.
At this time, Dongfang Bubai stared at the retreating figure with many thoughts.
"I know you have secrets, and I even feel that you are not from this world. You may really leave one day, but I hope that day will not happen." I thought silently in my heart.
At this time, a small figure sneaked in from the door.
"You still know what time you will be back and what kind of appearance you will have."
Dongfang Bubai noticed the figure's movements and couldn't help but yelled angrily.
The figure suddenly stopped.
"Sister Dongfang."
The person who came was none other than Huang Rong, who came back from playing in the evening. He was dressed like a young man, but he was not disguised. This is the fashionable dress I recently learned from the young ladies in Chang'an.
"Look at what you're wearing, you don't look like a girl at all." Dongfang Bubai said angrily when he saw Huang Rong's dress.
Huang Rong lowered her head and did not dare to speak.
She had no mother since she was a child, and Huang Yaoshi doted on her very much.
So since she followed Zhang Changqing, Dongfang Bubai's reproaches to her, etc., made her feel a mother's love that she had never experienced before. During the time when Yilin and Dongfang Bubai met each other, Huang Rong was extremely uncomfortable, feeling that her maternal love had been taken away from her.
Fortunately, she is naturally optimistic and adjusted quickly. Moreover, Dongfang Bubai's attention to her has not diminished.
At this time, Xiao Longnu heard the sound and walked out.
"Sister, why are you so angry? Ronger is still young. It doesn't matter if you are a little playful. Young Master also knows that."
Dongfang Bubai became even more unhappy when he heard this.
"Rong'er is spoiled by the young master and you. She is already sixteen years old. I have already participated in the affairs of the theocratic religion when I was sixteen."
Seeing Xiao Longnu, Huang Rong ran behind her and hid quietly as if she had found a backbone.
Seeing her look like this, Xiao Longnu found it rare to find a match.
"Rong'er, this is not Cuiwei Mountain. If something goes wrong for you outside, and the young master is in a hurry and can't help you, what should you do?"
"What's wrong? I heard you guys arguing inside."
At this time, Changqing came over with the panda in his arms, followed by Yilin.
Dongfang Bubai rolled his eyes at him.
"Look, this is what you are used to. Yilin, come here, stay with him less from now on, and practice Qingfeng Sword Technique ten times tonight."
Dongfang Bubai took it out on his sister.
Yilin grimaced and did not dare to speak.
"Haha, Ronger, you made your sister Dongfang angry again."
Changqing understood immediately when he saw this.
"I didn't. I just came back late to watch Sister Gongsun dance the sword, and Sister Wan'er was also with me." Huang Rong said weakly.
Everyone heard about Sister Gongsun and wondered where Huang Rong knew her.
"It's Sister Gongsun from Furong Building on Zhuque Street. Her sword dance is very beautiful. Rong'er likes her very much."
"Hey, our Huang Rong turns out to be star-chasing."
Changqing said with a smile. He understood that it was Huang Rong who was infatuated with a girl who danced with swords in a restaurant. This was the little fan girl who was chasing stars.
"Brother Changqing, I'll take you to see it tomorrow. It's really beautiful." After saying that, little stars appeared in his eyes.
"Hmph, that's outrageous. Go change your clothes quickly, and then practice sword practice with Yilin. If you don't practice well, you won't be able to go out in the future."
Upon hearing this, Huang Rong quickly took Yilin and ran to change clothes.
Changqing smiled helplessly.
He found that Dongfang Bubai looked cold and ruthless, but in fact he was a guy full of maternal love. She seems to treat Yilin and Huang Rong as sisters, but in fact she treats them as daughters.
"By the way, Dongfang, have you broken through to Grandmaster?"
Changqing quickly changed the subject.
"Well, after killing Ren Woxing, I broke through in seclusion at Blackwood Cliff, and then came here."
"Tsk, tsk, a grandmaster who is less than thirty years old, the world will be shocked if he says it." Chang Qing praised.
"Humph, why don't you talk about yourself."
Then he seemed to think of something and said to Chang Qing.
"I never asked you your age. How old are you?"
“……”
"Age doesn't apply to me."
"I see you are not much older than Long'er." After Dongfang Bubai finished speaking, he went to the martial arts field to teach the two little girls a lesson.
"Well...this guy's guess is really accurate."
"Pfft" Xiao Longnu was amused by Chang Qing's expression.
"Long'er, look at how beautiful you are when you smile. You should smile more often." Chang Qing said as he looked at the beautiful little dragon girl who smiled.
"Sir, is Long'er really good-looking?" Xiao Longnu actually has very little concept of beauty and ugliness. Even dressing and makeup are taught by Huang Rong and Wang Yuyan.
"Well, my Long'er is so beautiful. Girls should smile more." Chang Qing said.
"Well, then I'll listen to the young master."
Xiao Longnu said obediently.
Early the next morning, Huang Rong had panda eyes and yawned repeatedly.
The little girl was still in a daze after being trained by Dongfang Bubai until midnight last night before going to bed.
Yilin went to bed early because she practiced well.
As a great master, Dongfang Bubai would be fine even if he didn't sleep for several days and nights, but Huang Rong suffered a lot.
"Haha, why did Tuantuan suddenly have a sister? Ronger, your eyes are as good as Tuantuan's." Looking at Huang Rong with two panda eyes, Changqing said happily.
Everyone also laughed.
The little girl was so angry, but when she looked at Dongfang Bubai, who was sitting beside him, he weakly lowered his head and leaned on Wang Yuyan's shoulder in aggrieved manner.
While eating breakfast, looking at Huang Rong's sluggish appearance, Chang Qing prescribed the right medicine.
"Rong'er, please tell me about your sister Gongsun."
Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's eyes lit up, and she stood up excitedly as if she had been reborn.
Dongfang Bubai rolled his eyes in anger.
"Let me tell you, Sister Gongsun is very beautiful, and of course all of you are beautiful too," Huang Rong said.
"Sister Gongsun's full name is Gongsun Li. She is the pillar of Furong Tower. This Furong Tower is not a brothel. It is a place where only dignitaries can go. Everyone likes to recite poems and write poems there."
Changqing asked after hearing this.
"How did you get there?"
"I met a few lady friends, and they took me there."
"Sister Gongsun is great at sword dancing. A sword flew to Lao Gao Lao Gao, and then she danced below, and then reached out to catch it without even looking at it." Huang Rong praised.
"Brother Changqing can do this easily." Wang Yuyan interjected.
"Oh, that's different. It's different anyway. Her sword dance feels different from our sword practice. It's very beautiful." Huang Rong retorted.
Chang Qing was a little interested. After all, he knew that there was a person named Gongsun Auntie in history, also known as Gongsun Jia, who was a master of swordsmanship in the Tang Dynasty. Du Fu and Bai Juyi once wrote poems praising Gongsun Jia's sword dancing. There is also Gongsun Li, the umbrella lady in The King.
I don’t know if the two are related.
"Oh, then I'm a little interested."
"Really? Let's go now." Huang Rong said excitedly.
"Where are you going? We haven't finished our meal yet."
"After dinner, you and Yilin continue to practice swordplay for an hour. If you don't practice well, you won't be able to go anywhere." Dongfang Bubai said.
"Ah...I still need to practice."
"One more hour."
"I was wrong, Sister Dongfang, I'll practice, I'll practice." Huang Rong was about to cry.
"Your Majesty, there is a man calling himself Di Renjie outside asking for an audience." At this time, the maid from the palace came and said.
"Oh, this guy's so early. Ask him to come in."
