Lihua, the third young lady of the Wu family, is the king of the imperial court. She has raped her parents at home, and her concubines in the palace. Since entering the palace to participate in the election, she has won the first place in everything and has not given anyone a way to survive:
Miss Li, the etiquette beauty, looks like a country girl in front of her;
Miss Queen is a talented poet, but her poems are nothing compared to her;
Miss Sun, a female prodigy, picked up her handkerchief and stopped embroidery from then on.
The concubines in the palace were so trapped that they felt worse than death, so they comforted each other. Fortunately, there was one thing in the palace that the pear blossom could not take away, and that was the heart of today's emperor, Yuchi Gong, who was as solid as stone!
Yu Chigong has a strong dislike for others, and ordinary people can't stand him. He only wants to engage in political affairs.
He has no patience for the concubines in the harem, and his mouth is like a poisoned knife. "Qingqing is like a bitch" and "a bronze mirror cannot reflect the face of my beloved concubine" all come from his mouth.
The words are not dirty, but the sentences are deep in the heart. The concubine was poisoned and suffered terribly.
Finally one day, the two most vicious people in the palace started fighting, and the concubines were excitedly waiting to watch the show.
Yu Chigong looked at the pear blossoms that could not be picked wrong, snorted coldly, looking for trouble: "When you smile, the pear dimples on your face are asymmetrical."
The smile on Lihua's face remained unchanged, and she said respectfully: "That's true. Long live the Lord, can you give me some advice?"
I cursed in my heart: This emperor is mentally ill. If she hadn't been forced to do tasks by the system, would she be so flattering?
The concubines were very excited and came, this was the prelude to the emperor's poisonous tongue.
Unexpectedly, Yuchi Gong changed the subject, with a smile in his eyes: "No, it's just that it looks good."
All the concubines were turned to stone. Long live my lord, where has your poisonous tongue gone?