Quick Transmigration Sister Doesn't Play Raiders

Chapter 48
"Um……"

Qingming's chin rests against Zhi'an's hair, against the backdrop of the torrential rain, there is a kind of hazy and beautiful rain painting.

Zhi'an would not ask about Qingming's life experience, because this may be the deepest wound in his heart, and she does not want him to show this bloody wound in front of her eyes.

What's the difference between speaking and not speaking?
Zhi'an stretched out his hand to touch Qingming's long black hair. The long hair was like a waterfall, and it felt extremely smooth from the beginning to the end.Zhi'an grabbed Qingming's long hair and smelled it again.Hmm~ It's probably a faint fragrance, but it smells good anyway.

"Why don't you pull it up?" Zhi'an wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Too troublesome."

The black long straight Qingming cutie~

Zhi'an kissed her and covered her with Qingming's red lips.

The boy's lips, ying ying ying ~ there is a fragrant smell.Zhi'an sticks out his tongue and licks Qingming's lips.

"Idiot, close your eyes." After eating for a long time, Zhi'an let go of him, looked at Qingming with his eyes wide open, smiled and said: "Do it again~"

So they openly showed their affection on the top of the city.

If you love but don't hide, you will kill yourself.

……

The rebels have been subdued, and no less than [-] people surrendered.

Zhi'an transferred all the troops involved in the rebellion to the frontier, and knocked down Luo Ling alone.

"Do you hate me? Or maybe... you don't like me being king?"

Sitting in the chariot, Zhi'an looked down at Luo Ling who was wearing a prison uniform, and spoke lightly.

"Oh, hate? If I say I hate you, I hate Luo Cangchi even more! Why did he slander my mother and concubine and then dismiss her? It's okay for him to dislike me, but please, he can treat my mother and concubine even more." The concubine's love is deep and righteous... Poor mother and concubine miss that heartless husband until she dies, and he has never even glanced at her..."

Seeing Luo Ling talking more and more excited, Zhi'an raised his eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice: "Insulting the late emperor, slap once."

The guard beside him quickly stepped forward and slapped Luo Ling hard.

"Do you think it's unfair? Heh, the heir of a court lady, without the permission of the emperor, can she give birth to you safely? A court lady, who was not beaten to death with a stick, is already pity by the emperor. Remember, he just didn't Do your duty as a father, not your enemy!"

Luo Ling squirmed the corner of her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just swallowed her anger in her chest.

"It's just that he doesn't know how to face you...or maybe he really did something wrong, but no one is perfect, please don't bind him by the rules of a saint..."

Speaking of this, Zhi'an raised his lips and smiled: "My father hates you? If he hates you, he won't always look at the place where you live with worry in his eyes. If he hates it, he won't make a will to make you king. If he hates it, he won't make you king. , he would not have left you the imperial ink jade he had worn for many years before he died, let alone hand over the palace secret guards to you!"

Zhi'an took off the black jade hanging from his waist and sent someone to hand it to Luo Ling. Seeing him tremblingly accepting the black jade, Zhi'an said coldly: "If my father didn't miss you so much before he died, I would have killed you a long time ago." gone."

After a long time, Zhi'an sighed and said, "Bring King Yi to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and guard the remains of the First Emperor for five years."

After finishing speaking, Zhi'an left in a chariot, leaving alone the collapsed and crying King Yi.

"Woooo...Father, I didn't do it on purpose, why didn't you tell me...why didn't you come to see me...I miss you so much, why did it become like this, why did you never get along with me? Mother and concubine are together, you have never hugged me, I also want to be like ordinary people, with my father's love...I like father the most, I...I...I love you too..."

He choked up and said a lot, a lot...

So much so that Zhian can still hear his voice even after walking a long distance, but unfortunately, he is no longer there. Maybe, King Yi is just a child longing for his father's love.

Just like a child in a single-parent family, he obviously likes it very much, but he pouted and said arrogantly: "Hmph, who cares about him, as long as I have a mother."

However, your eyes said: Come and coax me, hug me, or I won't forgive you...

Zhi'an had already given all her family affection to Luo Chiwei, and she had no way to distribute it to Luo Ling, so she sent him to guard the imperial tomb.

The chariot was far away, Zhi'an raised his hand to wipe away the tears in his eyes, and regained his dignity and inviolability as a majestic empress.

They are all a father, she still has blood relationship with Luo Ling, at least, she can't watch him cry with a cold face.

(End of this chapter)