The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 122 I Don’t Want to Be a Licking Dog (12)

Lin Miaomiao slept very restlessly.

In the dream, she and a man who couldn't see his face were eating hot pot and drinking wine face to face, and had a good talk.

After a sumptuous dinner, the two went to see a movie and hit the road.

Then there is no more then.

Opening his eyes, Lin Miaomiao stared blankly at the bed curtain, suddenly a little unclear whether he was living in a dream, or the dream self had come to reality.

No, it's not reality here either.

Taking a long breath, Lin Miaomiao turned over and sat up, rubbing her swollen head, wondering if she had been single for too long, causing mental problems?
Not right either.

Obviously, he had been ambiguous with Song Yicheng for so long last time, logically speaking, with the nourishment of love, endocrine should be normal.

After much deliberation, Lin Miaomiao could only attribute the reason to the system. It must be that the system felt that she was passive and sabotaged and reminded her to hurry up and flirt with men.

Ah!
Lin Miaomiao let out a howl and simply lay down again.

It's so difficult to tease a man!

Biyun heard the movement and ran in: "Miss, are you awake? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Lin Miaomiao pulled the bed curtain aside and poked his head out: "I'm going to starve to death, I can eat whatever I want, as long as it's hot."

"Got it right away."

"Hey~" Lin Miaomiao called her, "Don't take it yourself, ask someone to help you!"

Biyun didn't know whether he didn't hear it or was just pretending to be stupid, but he didn't respond anyway.

When Lin Miaomiao came to the dining table, Biyun had already arranged the food and poured a cup of hot tea thoughtfully: "Miss, drink some water first."

"Okay, have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

Lin Miaomiao looked at the table full of favorite foods, and suddenly felt his stomach growling, and picked up the chopsticks: "That's fine, I won't let you."

Biyun hurriedly filled her with soup: "Miss, please slow down."

Lin Miaomiao chatted with Biyun while eating, and finally figured out why Xiahou Yongning called his mother Auntie, and accidentally brought up Biyun's sadness.

It turned out that Biyun's biological mother passed away when she was seven years old.

Qiqi is not over yet, her father can't stand the life without anyone to take care of him, so he continued.

As the saying goes, where there is a stepmother, there is a stepfather, and this sentence is absolutely true when it comes to Biyun.

The stepmother pretended at first, but seeing that Biyun's father didn't care about it, she simply sold her to Yalang.

At the time when a little girl over seven years old needs love from her father and mother, little Biyun began to learn how to serve others under Yalang's hands.

After studying for half a year, Yalang sold her to a family as a maid.

She worked tremblingly for more than three years. One day, she accidentally broke the soup spoon, was beaten up by the hostess, and sold out again.

It was raised in Yalang's hands for two months before being bought back by Lin Dawu.

As Lin Miaomiao listened, her tears couldn't stop falling, she felt so sorry for Biyun.

At this moment, she especially misses the dean's mother.

If it wasn't for the dean's mother, as an orphan, she wouldn't receive maternal love and care at all, and like Biyun, she would need to live by the face of others.

On the contrary, Biyun was stronger, wiped away her tears and smiled: "Miss, it's all in the past, now with Miss, Biyun will have a good life."

Lin Miaomiao recalled the scene she saw when she came back at noon, sobbing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, I sneaked out and didn't tell you. You must have been terrified at the time, right? If I hadn't come back, you might, maybe."

Can't go on.

But she knew very well in her heart that if she didn't come back, Biyun's fate would not be as simple as being sold to Yalang.

Biyun shook her head again and again: "Master is very kind, and Miss is even better. Give Biyun eggs for good luck, and Biyun will have good luck."

"Silly girl." Lin Miaomiao took her hand: "I will definitely find you a good man, marry you well, and live this life smoothly."

Bi Yun blushed: "Miss!"

That night, Lin Miaomiao waited for Biyun to fall asleep before turning out the window again.

This time her goal is very clear: Xiahou Yongning's study.

Because she wanted to give Biyun a better future.

In this world, only imperial power is the fastest and most powerful means to achieve the goal.

At midnight, Xiahou Yongning returned home.

As soon as he walked into the study courtyard, he immediately found someone inside.

And immediately thought of the man in black.

In his opinion, the guards of Prince Qin's Mansion are fairly tight, and he is definitely not someone who can come here quietly.

Without saying a word, he walked to the door gently: "Who?"

"Sit down face to face and talk, okay?"

It was a woman with a voice both familiar and unfamiliar.

I can't remember it for a while.

Walking in, using the moonlight outside the window, Xia Hou Yongning looked at the woman wearing all black, sitting at the desk and playing with a brush, and was inevitably surprised: "Is it you?"

Lin Miaomiao was even more surprised than him: "You know me?"

Should not be ah.

Obviously he didn't catch up before, and he was still wearing a hood.

Xiahou Yongning didn't explain, moved his chair and sat down: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, dare to ask the female hero to visit late at night, what is the so-called?"

Lin Miaomiao was always happy, and threw away the brush: "Do you want to be emperor?"

Xiahou Yongning was speechless for a moment.

"Cut, it's really hypocritical." Lin Miaomiao was very disdainful, she didn't believe that Xiahou Yongning had no idea: "Is it hard to answer? Well, let me put it another way, you want to be upright, and call Mrs. Xian a mother in front of everyone." ?"

Xiahou Yongning didn't answer and asked instead: "Yishui Palace, is that you?"

"it's me."

Lin Miaomiao doesn't work in vain.

Favor is something that should be used.

Confirming the guess in his heart, Xiahou Yongning was shocked again.

After living for 20 years, he actually saw something wrong?
This woman is obviously blind and stupid, how could she be the person in black?
Seeing that he was silent again, Lin Miaomiao was a little annoyed: "Can we have a better time? Let me ask you, do you want to be emperor?"

Xiahou Yongning laughed: "When most people come to me, they will first talk about their political ideals, then complain about the unfairness of the emperor and the incompetence of the third prince, and finally they will support me in fighting for the throne. You are better, just ask me if I want to be emperor? "

"Be simple, be simple."

Lin Miaomiao raised a finger: "I will help you become the emperor, you only need to agree to one request."

"All ears."

"I want to be queen."

This is the result of Lin Miaomiao's careful consideration.

The task asked her to marry the fifth prince, but there are main concubines and side concubines, so she can't divorce for no reason, right?

If he is allowed to ascend the throne and canonize himself as a queen, it should meet the task requirements.

Queen, you can't be a cat or a dog, right?

Xiahou Yongning really laughed out loud this time.

Lin Miaomiao ignored his ridicule: "I'm serious. Since you are a prince, you must know what a political marriage is. I will help you sit on the throne. Such a great contribution is more than enough to be named a queen."

"Just you?"

Lin Miaomiao stood up: "No, there is you, we are together."

Xiahou Yongning leaned back subconsciously: "What do you want to do?"

"Let you see my strength."

In just a few breaths, the two of them passed more than a dozen moves, and it ended with Xiahou Yongning kneeling on the ground and Lin Miaomiao riding on him.

Shame!
Xiahou Yongning trembled with anger.

Lin Miaomiao patted his face: "Isn't it? You have concubines and concubines, and you haven't even played with this?"

Xiahou Yongning understood, and trembled even more.

Lin Miaomiao let go of him with a smile: "Let's talk about the throne."

(End of this chapter)