Fast time travel: Veteran Green Tea is showing off his acting skills again

Chapter 421 The Crown Princess is a master of metaphysics 24
Hua Yuan nodded obediently.

"Come."

Xia Ling waved to him, and he obediently sat beside Xia Ling.

"Boss. Why are you sewing clothes like a mortal?" Hua Yuan glanced at the clothes on the side and saw that they were children's clothes.

Xia Ling sneered, "You don't understand even if I tell you."

Hua Yuan curled his lips and stopped talking.

I just watched Xia Ling pinch his thumb and index finger, and a golden bean glowing with light popped out between the fingers.

She pressed the bean between his eyebrows, "Here."

"Is that all?" Hua Yuan felt aggrieved.

Xia Ling squinted at him, "A thousand years is not enough?"

"Enough." Hua Yuan nodded repeatedly, adjusting the breath in her body, but couldn't help frowning.

What do you think, is there something wrong?

Without thinking too much, Hua Yuan suddenly remembered something, and said, "Boss, I found that Lanting for you. He lives in the Royal House in this city."

"I don't know he lives in the Royal House?" Xia Ling was speechless, "I'm asking you about his home."

Hua Yuan replied: "My home is not in the imperial capital, but in the Shangshu Mansion in Beifeng City fifty miles away."

Xia Ling nodded, "Okay. Then it's all right, let's go."

"Farewell, boss!" Hua Yuan folded his arms unhappily, "Boss, give me some more work!"

Xia Ling pondered for a while, then turned to look at Hua Yuan, "Go, take all the evil spirits with a radius of a hundred miles as your subordinates."

When Hua Yuan heard this, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Boss! You are finally going to do something big! Huayuan has been waiting for a long time! Finally this day has come! Huayuan is going!"

After speaking, he disappeared from the house.

"The Empress!"

As soon as Hua Yuan left, the palace servants rushed in, looking at Xia Ling in panic, "Your Majesty has passed out!"

Xia Ling pretended to be panicked and shouted: "What! Take me there quickly!"
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When He Congli woke up lying on the bed, he found that Xia Ling was holding his hand and sobbing.

Even though he was exhausted, he tried his best to smile at her.

"I didn't say it, don't let them tell you..."

Xia Ling raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "Don't eat any more! I don't despise you when you are old!"

"It doesn't matter if you are old." He Congli raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, "I am reluctant to die when I meet you again."

He struggled to get up, looking towards the big bronze mirror on the slanted right.

This sight really startled him.

When I woke up this morning, my face was still full of wrinkles and dark spots. Although my face was a little pale and looked haggard, the wrinkles on my face had disappeared a lot.

Except for the two lines under the nose and the lines at the corners of the eyes, most of the wrinkles have been smoothed out.

He looked like he was just over fifty.

He even looks younger than when he was fifty.

"Lingling! Look!"

He Congli grabbed Xia Ling's hand excitedly, and stroked his face with her palm, "Look, look at my face!"

Before Xia Ling could speak, he hugged Xia Ling tightly again, "It's useful, this pill is really not a lie!"

Xia Ling patted He Congli's back with his hands, "But I don't want you to suffer anymore..."

"It doesn't matter! Whatever is piercing or bone-destroying, let it come! As long as I can be with you, I will not be afraid of anything!"

Not long after this excitement, He Congli lost his strength again and fell into a lethargic sleep.

Xia Ling stood by his side quietly, staring at He Congli's younger face without blinking.

Suddenly he raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly.

Be happy.

The happier you are, the faster the poison will spread.

He Congli takes this pill every day.

After eating, he rolled on the bed in pain and threw things in the room.

He couldn't bear to let Xia Ling see him like this, so he had people guard the door to prevent Xia Ling from getting close.

Xia Ling couldn't get in, so she had to cooperate with him outside the door, crying and feeling distressed.

Half a month passed.

He Congli looked like a man in his forties, but his body was weaker than he was after the war.

He waved weakly to Xia Ling, "Show me... a mirror... a mirror..."

Xia Ling showed him the mirror.

No matter how uncomfortable he was physically, He Congli felt happy as soon as he saw his younger face day after day in the mirror.

"Tomorrow is your thousand birthday banquet, how can you go to the banquet like this?" Xia Ling held the mirror and sighed heavily, "Now the ministers of the court have turned upside down, kneeling outside the hall every day to beg to see you, Zhezi I can approve it for you, but it doesn’t count if I say anything else.”

He Congli is now focused on becoming younger and firmly believes that his good days are ahead.

"This world is half of you."

He Congli heaved a sigh of relief, holding Xia Ling's hand tightly, those eyes were like scorched earth ruins that had been extinguished, without any brilliance at all.

"For me, sit in the court first. Treat me well, treat me well..."

He murmured, closed his eyes as he spoke, and fell asleep again.

"Go to sleep." Xia Ling gently touched his withered long hair with her hand, looked at his darkened face full of wrinkles, and raised the corners of her lips.

Mirrors are the most untrustworthy things.

She got up and walked out of the hall.

Pushing open the door of the main hall, he looked at the civil and military officials of the Man Dynasty kneeling on the ground.

"My lords, please get up. Your Majesty has always felt restless these days, can't sleep well every night, and can't go to court. My lords, please tell me about the urgent report, and I will report to Your Majesty. "

The ministers looked up at the young and beautiful empress standing at the door.

My heart sank.

When a woman walks from the harem to the front court, a great disaster is about to come.

"Empress! We want to see Your Majesty!"

"The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics!"

"We want to see His Majesty!"

Xia Ling clasped his hands tightly, with his arms under his chest, and looked around the ministers with cold eyes.

"His Majesty will definitely show up safe and sound at the Qianshou Banquet. Please don't be impatient. This move is also a forced embarrassment for this Palace. If the adults don't believe it and the request is not urgent, you can wait until the Qianshou Banquet It's time to tell His Majesty!"

Many ministers look at me and look at you, but they can't make a decision.

Suddenly, a thin middle-aged minister came out of the crowd and knelt down in front of Xia Ling.

"Your Majesty! I have something to report! I also ask Your Majesty to send a voice transmission to His Majesty to make an early decision!"

He jumped out and immediately angered the veterans on the side.

"Master Shangshu! Why are you doing this!"

"Could it be possible for a woman to sit on the throne!"

"Master Shangshu! Don't go to the doctor in a hurry!"

Lord Shang Shu, who was kneeling at the very front, turned his head and glanced at his colleagues behind him who opposed him.

"No matter who is sitting on the throne, the people of Menglan should be the first! How can a small loss make a big difference!"

Xia Ling is deeply satisfied with his support.

She raised the corners of her lips and asked softly: "May I ask, sir..."

The Lord bowed his head and said with great respect, "Go back to your Majesty! I am Lan Ting, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs."

Lanting...

Xia Ling was in a daze for a moment, and her heart was even more complicated.

Going around and going around is all fate.

(End of this chapter)