Quickly wear a child: a beautiful woman with many children brings happiness

The night gradually faded away and the sky turned pale.

Xuanyuan Mo sat high up, his eyes dark and dark.

Fang Yunheng stood there tiredly. He hadn't eaten for a day and had been doing high-intensity training. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"If you have something to do, start the show, if nothing happens, leave the court!"

"Your Majesty, the dragon in Zhaocheng has turned over, houses have collapsed, and nearly ten thousand people have been killed or injured..."

"Your Majesty, the rainy season is coming. Should we strengthen the embankments along the river?"

"Your Majesty, this year's sacrifice to heaven..."

The air pressure around Fang Yunheng dropped even lower, and he discussed countermeasures with court officials with an expressionless face.

"Your Majesty, I accuse Master Wen of accepting bribes and leaking the imperial examination questions!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole court was in an uproar.

Master Wen is a veteran of three dynasties, highly respected and with many disciples. Logically, he shouldn't need to do so, but looking at the resentful look of the person who impeached him, it doesn't seem like he is faking it.

Master Wen knelt down tremblingly: "Your Majesty, I am innocent!"

Xuanyuan Mo looked at the Zuodu Yushi who was also kneeling down, his expression calm, as if he had already expected it.

"Ai Qing, do you have any evidence?"

The Left Censor-in-Chief handed over a memorial, but Xuanyuan Mo did not take it and asked the eunuch to read it in class.

As time went by, Master Wen's complexion became worse and worse.

"Your Majesty, these are all fabricated by the Left Censor-in-Chief. I have never done anything like this."

"You both have your own opinions, and it's hard for me to make a decision." Xuanyuan Mo said, "Well, Regent, I'll leave this matter to you. Don't let me down."

Fang Yunheng frowned slightly.

Both Grand Tutor Wen and the Left Censor-in-Chief were on his side on the surface, so it would be bad for him to help anyone, as it would be easy for him to be caught. But if he helped no one, it would probably discourage his followers.

Emperor Fang Yunheng has grown a lot in the past two years and is becoming increasingly difficult to deal with.

Fang Yunheng looked directly at the emperor at the top of the table, and the emperor looked back indifferently.

In fact, there is no great hatred between them, it's just that one wants to take power and the other is unwilling to let go. Fang Yunheng knows that he will die without power, and he has long been a thorn in the emperor's side.

Everyone thought he had rebellious intentions, but in fact he just wanted to protect himself.

Xuanyuan Mo pulled the corner of his mouth: "Does the Regent have any concerns?"

Fang Yunheng's dark eyes were filled with gloom: "I obey your command."

Xuanyuan Mo won a game and felt much better. It would be even better if he could catch the peeking assassin.

"The Regent is fair and selfless. I believe you will be able to give me a satisfactory answer."

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Ninghuan Palace.

The first thing Hua Ling did when he woke up was to swallow two pills.

She seemed to have awakened some extraordinary ability. All her fatigue disappeared, even the bruises on her body disappeared, and she regained her skin as white as jade before entering the palace.

After bathing and changing clothes, Hua Ling acted absent-minded.

Chunyu and Xiazhu looked at each other. It seemed that what happened last night had hit her hard.

Chun Yu presented the item to Hua Ling and said, "Your Majesty, this is the wide-sleeved Liuxian skirt that His Majesty sent."

Hua Ling said dully: "Well, put it on for me."

She let the two put clothes on her and cautiously asked, "Did you hear any noise last night?"

Chunyu replied calmly, "No, I was so scared that the assassin would come back that I didn't dare to go far. I stayed in front of the palace with Chunyu and the imperial guards all night until dawn before returning to my room."

Xia Zhu said quickly, "That's true, your majesty, don't worry. His Majesty has led the twelve guards to search the harem. Even if they didn't catch anyone, the assassin must have been frightened and would not dare to come again."

Really? Hua Ling thought, her whole body has been transformed, especially the taste of that place, men can't give it up after tasting it, she believed Fang Yunheng would come again.

Loving one person and keeping oneself clean? Haha.

Put on the wide-sleeved fairy dress and comb your hair into a bun, and the spring rain and summer bamboo will both look stunning.

The Liuxian skirt was white, just like the one Hua Ling had made for Xuanyuan Mo, but it was made of Fuguang brocade and embroidered with delicate magnolia patterns. It was paired with a light golden shawl woven from soft Luoyan, which looked light and elegant.

Hua Ling turned around, and it seemed as if moonlight was flowing on her skirt, as well as rippling waves, simple yet gorgeous.

The Clothing Bureau was indeed a gathering of talented people, and Hua Ling was very satisfied.

No one knew when Xuanyuan Mo came. When Hua Ling found him, he had been standing there for a while.

There was a surprising light in his deep eyes. He reached out his big hand and wrapped it around Hua Ling's slender waist. He said in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Hua Ling nodded: "It looks good."

"It is very beautiful." Xuanyuan Mo chuckled. The person is more beautiful than the skirt.

Today, Chunyu did not make Hua Ling up to look like Wen Qinning, so she looked particularly beautiful.

A little more would make it stronger, a little less would make it weaker. At this moment, she was as delicate as glass, as pure as moonlight, with a hint of innocence and charm.

Xuanyuan Mo stared at her passionately, and a tingling feeling spread in his heart.

"Let's go." His voice was hoarse. If he didn't have a little fear of ghosts and gods, he would definitely give them a good fight.

Hua Ling followed Xuanyuan Mo into an exquisite carriage. The coachman and guards were all masters of the palace. They were awe-inspiring and gave people a strong sense of security.

After leaving the imperial city, there were many pedestrians on the streets, and they encountered a procession of the flower god. There were gongs and drums, and the noise was deafening. The carriages could hardly move forward. Hua Ling stretched her head out to look around curiously.

Xuanyuan Mo asked her: "Do you want to go down and take a look?"

Hua Ling's eyes lit up: "I want to!"

Xuanyuan Mo chuckled and got off the carriage first.

He was wearing clothes made by Hua Ling, which made him look less fierce and more handsome than usual, like a graceful and elegant young man in troubled times. With his back to the light, he stretched out his hand towards Hua Ling.

Hua Ling handed over her hand blankly and used his help to get off the carriage.

Xuanyuan Mo did not let go of her hand immediately, but kept holding it.

As soon as Hua Ling appeared, she received everyone's astonished gazes. They all made way for her, and Hua Ling walked to the front.

"The 52nd Flora Parade begins now!"

The first step is to choose the flower god.

Women of all kinds dressed up as flower goddesses line up in a row and display themselves like a fashion show. After the show, the one who receives the most flowers becomes the new flower goddess.

The line is very long, ranging from 80-year-old grandmothers to children of a few years old. Anyone with an idea can join the line, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

Xuanyuan Mo saw a few familiar ladies inside.

Hua Ling was eager to try: "Can I go up and walk around?"

Xuanyuan Mo said coldly: "No."

"Why?" Hua Ling was disappointed, and her bright eyes dimmed visibly: "It's rare to be so lively, I just want to have some fun."

"Be good, there are too many people here." Xuanyuan Mo comforted her: "What if you get lost?"

Hua Ling pulled Xuanyuan Mo's sleeve and acted coquettishly, "Let me go, let me go, I won't get lost, I love you the most~"

Being told of love in public, Xuanyuan Mo blushed and glanced sharply at the people around him with green eyes. Under Hua Ling's pleading gaze, he finally gave in and compromised.

He exhaled a breath of foul air, "Don't run around, I'll have someone protect you."

Hua Ling kissed Xuanyuan Mo on the face, "Then I'll go!"

Xuanyuan Mo received a lot of envious and jealous looks. He looked at Hua Ling who was standing at the back of the line, his thin lips slightly raised.

This seems to be pretty good now.

Hua Ling was wearing a white dress and a magnolia hairpin on her head. She was standing tall and graceful, with her delicate face showing just the right amount of shyness, like an otherworldly fairy, pure and elegant, with unparalleled grace and elegance.

"There is only such beauty in the world."

"Magnolia Fairy, she is the Magnolia Fairy in my mind!"

"Move aside, move aside. I want to give her all the flowers I just bought."

"I want to send it too, I want to send it too!"

"Where are the flowers? Where can I buy them? I want to see some flowers in half a quarter of an hour."

The flower seller’s face was frozen from smiling. Thanks to the Magnolia Fairy, he made a lot of money today!

Hua Ling harvested lots of flowers and expressed his gratitude with a smile.

Xuanyuan Mo pursed his lips unconsciously, feeling a little uncomfortable.

There were three people in the crowd with different expressions.

One was Fang Yunheng, who came out with Wen Qinning even though he was very tired. Looking at the beautiful figures in the team, he remembered the madness of last night and his eyes narrowed slightly.

One is Wen Qinning. She felt like she was helping someone else. Her identity and the favor that should have belonged to her all went to Hua Ling, and she became an adopted daughter instead. She felt uncomfortable.

Hua Ling has left the palace, so where is Xuanyuan Mo? Wen Qinning looked around.

Another one is Jiang Luochuan. He finally saw his fiancée whom he had been looking for for a long time, but she seemed like a different person, gorgeous and gorgeous, dressed in luxurious clothes.

His ancestors were once wealthy. The magnolia hairpin on Hua Ling's head was made of the finest Hetian jade. The earrings were priceless Dongzhu, a tribute to the royal family. The skirt she wore was floating brocade, and the scarf was...

Even the decorations on his shoes were beyond his ability to afford now.

Jiang Luochuan turned pale when he realized this, and his hand holding the scroll dropped limply.

I originally thought that since there are so many people here today, I could ask more questions, but now...

It can be seen that Hua Ling is living a good and happy life, which is much better than being married to herself.

Although there was a lively scene around him, Jiang Luochuan felt cold and lonely in his heart. Perhaps it was time for him to let go.

It was no surprise that Hua Ling had the most flowers. She became the new flower god and rode on the parade float.

"Master, do you want me to go and call back Concubine Ning?"

Xuanyuan Mo shook his head: "No, just protect her."

If you let her be willful this time, she may never be so happy again in the future.

Thinking of the plans for a few days later, Xuanyuan Mo felt a pain in his heart.

If he could only choose one person, he hoped it would be Wen Qinning.