Chapter 835: Wouldn't confinement let her do it?

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In this way, Ye Liuli inexplicably accepted the work of reviewing memorials.
However, if it is Ye Liuli's criticism, it is better to say that it is an Oriental criticism. The circle and the fork all listen to the Oriental calligraphy. Ye Liuli is too lazy to think about it. The last thing written in the memorial is that Dongfang said that she would write it.
In the third trimester, Ye Liuli became more and more lazy and drowsy. More helplessly, she urinated frequently at night and could not sleep well all night. She also wanted to sleep lazily the next day. Strike directly, don't criticize life and death, let Dong Fang draw a circle of water.
Dong Fang is helpless, although his circle can solve the problem, but Jiang Shan is Ye Liuli sooner or later, he can't bear it.
In desperation, Dongfang can only imitate Ye Liuli's writing.
However, Dongfang's ability to score three points in the wood could not be masked, and finally he came up with a clever trick-imitating with his left hand.
Because Dongfang has never used his left hand to practice words, it is easy to imitate Ye Liuli's founder's immature font.
It's snowing again.
In the large study, the stove was crackling, and a soft collapse was set in the study.
It is said to be soft, but in fact its softness is comparable to modern fabric sofas.
Dong Fang Duan sat on the soft collapse with his left hand to approve the memorials, while Ye Liuli was holding his big belly to rest on Dong Fang's body, no matter whether he would cause a burden on others' work.
"Heart, are you done?" Ye Liuli woke up and yawned.
Martyr Dongfang, "Wait a minute, there are still a few."
"Okay." Ye Liuli, like a kitten, arched a comfortable place on his back and fell asleep again.
Less hectare.
Ye Liuli woke up, his voice murmured, "Heartful, are you alright?"
"... No, it was already reviewed, but some were sent." Dongfang's voice was full of guilt.
Ye Liuli didn't like it when he heard it, "Rely! Bullying? Endless criticisms are endless, and the emperor is not a human being? No, no, we don't, anymore!" Then, we must grab.
Dongfang Yan could not help crying and laughing, suppressing the memorial, "Oh, well, it's over in a little while. You can sleep for a little while, just for a little while."
"Humph."
Don't look at Ye Liuli as if her six relatives don't admit it, it's unreasonable. In fact, her heart is like a mirror. She knows that Dongfang Yu is working so hard for her.
However, although moved, bullying must be bullied.
She has a willful capital, and will have to be foolhardy. If anyone can't get her used to it, then hold back and have the ability to kill her?
Dongfang Ling continued to review the memorials, but Ye Liuli could not sleep, lying on Dongfang Ling's legs tossing and turning, "Heart, I suddenly have a problem."
"What's the problem?" Dongfang Zheng answered, while drawing a cross on a memorial.
If you carefully taste it for a period of time, you can find the characteristics of the Oriental Cricket Criticism.
If you agree, you will draw a circle; if the memorial is well written, according to Ye Liuli, writing the word "read" can also be regarded as a praise to officials; for a better memorial, he wrote a "good" word.
Similarly, if you do n’t agree with the memorial, draw a fork and write a comment. If you feel that there is no cure, just draw the fork without explaining it. For those who can't save him and can still suffocate him, draw a big fork, just like right now.
However, even if it was annoying because of the criticism, Dongfang Ling still did not show up, and the voice of chatting with Ye Liuli was still gentle and peaceful.
"I said to you, you haven't thought about it. If you were really overworked and practiced the words on your left hand, what should you do? Can't you help me review the memorials?"
"Pick off your tendons and practice again after you have raised them."
Ye Liuli heard the back spine straight, she had a hunch, if he did, he would do it.
Someone always loves his wife.
Magnificent eyes rolled around, Ye Liuli threw a smile, "Dwarf oil, so what is the trouble? I have a good way to definitely not be sad, do you want to listen?"
"Oh?" Dong Fang was curious, "talk about it."
"You can take off your socks and practice with your feet." Someone smiled.
"..."
"Heartman, why do you make such a speechless expression? No one sees the left and right when you approve the memorial, even if you take off your shoes? Besides, you have to panic when you wear shoes one day, right?
"..."
"Heart, do you want to try to write with your pen?"
"No."
"Well ~"
"No."
"How about we play chess for a while?"
"..."
Later, under Ye Liuli's insistence, the two had a tasteful conversation, and the result of the conversation was that Dong Fang did not eat a few bites and had no appetite for dinner.
...
A month has passed.
For a whole month, the emperor's out of control mood has been greatly improved, and the junior elixir has been refined.
In order to cultivate the immortal, the emperor demanded himself in strict accordance with the ancient handwriting-abstain from killing, abstain from adultery, and abstain from drinking.
Quit killing, needless to say, restrain the emperor from killing indiscriminately.
How could the emperor not kill? Those who commit crimes will be killed without pardon, but the emperor of the thief will not kill himself. Whenever he wants to declare the death penalty, he will wink at Ye Liuli, who can only do it for him.
As a result, Her Royal Highness has a new nickname-Jade Judge.
Jade surface is described as good-looking.
Judges are not ordinary judges, but the kind of torture followed by He Yan in Hell.
Ye Liuli was surprised to find that when she went to the palace and went to the palace people, she was not afraid of her. When she saw her, she trembled. Once, in order to restore her image, she deliberately rushed out to help one in the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young Elderly officials.
In the end, the old official turned his eyes white and fainted.
The next day, I started to tell the old man to return to my hometown. No one would tell me how to do it. He would have to go to life or death. The emperor would not allow him to hit the court.
In the end, the emperor had no choice but to promise him to return to his hometown, and secretly ordered Ye Liuli not to be so okay and scare the officials in the future.
Ye Liuli said he was innocent.
The most difficult thing for a man to be a monk is fear of jealousy.
But for the emperor, it can be said to be a hand.
The three most difficult for the emperor is the last one-quit drinking.
The emperor borrowed alcohol to relieve his sorrow, but not a day and a half, but the "primary elixir" contains an alcohol cessation drug ingredient, this ingredient was specially ordered by the Oriental magpie to forsythia, so the emperor soon quit alcohol.
Fifty women, one who was not killed, were sent directly to the border to reward the guards. The bachelors without daughter-in-law married the daughter-in-law and thanked the emperor Dade.
As for the emperor's insomnia at night, it was also skillfully solved-meditating.
In ancient book notes, meditation absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, so that the spirit can be soared, and the longer the meditation time, the faster the progression.
The emperor hated meditation that had to sleep, how could it be insomnia?
I could n’t sleep all night, I wanted to kill angrily; now I meditate all night, I only hate sleepiness too much.
Not long after, the emperor refused to go even early, and threw everything directly to Ye Liuli.
Finally, Ye Liuli couldn't take it anymore, and rushed into Xuanming Palace and the emperor to tear it—seeing that she was about to give birth, and forcing her to go alone early, wasn't it excessive? Wouldn't confinement let her do it?