Alternative Rival

"It's good. The spring night is bitter and the days are high. From then on, the prince will not go to court early." Lin Jian is also used to being shameless in front of acquaintances. Anyway, she has no face to face people now, so she might as well break the pot and smash it.

Sure enough, Zhao Qingge commented lightly: "Shameless, the prince is only ten years old, and old grass eats tender cattle."

"You made it clear, who is the grass and who is the cow?"

"You are not the withered and yellow weeds that grow on the shaded side of the hillside in winter. The little prince is a young calf who accidentally lost his way and fell into your wild grass. Poor." Zhao Qingge waved to the lonely stars who walked by curiously. , "You go first."

Lin Jian jumped down from the tree and landed firmly on the ground.

Zhao Qingge sized her up from top to bottom, and said, "Hey, you're in good shape, and you look much stronger than before."

"It's much better than before. There's no back pain, no panting, and I can climb trees in one breath." Lin Jian guessed that it was probably because of the gene transplant, which was the only benefit brought about.

"Have a fight?"

"Okay." Lin Jian looked eager to try.

Zhao Qingge raised the corners of his lips in disdain, and randomly found an open space to put on the stage, "You shoot first."

"Why? Are you going to strike later?"

"No, once I make a move, you will have no chance to make a move. We are friends, and we must save some face for you."

"Stop underestimating people." Lin Jian said, "See if I don't beat you to the teeth."

She rushed up fiercely, punched with her left hand, her left hand was caught, she punched with her right hand, her right hand was pinched, and before her legs could be kicked out, Zhao Qingge grabbed both hands and carried her upside down Get up and make a circular motion in the air.

Zhao Qingge swung her around a few times, feeling that his anger had almost subsided, he put her down, and leaned against the tree trunk with arms folded in a leisurely manner: "What do you want to see me for?"

Lin Jian leaned closer, and said in a serious low voice: "First of all, I want to solemnly apologize to you. I didn't recognize you a few days ago. You have a little bit of sex over friends." Before Zhao Qingge showed displeasure because of her old incident, Lin Jian hurriedly got down to business, "I also found out a very important thing. Although I have recovered my original memory and consciousness, the self in my body should be It’s not entirely me anymore. A part of my consciousness is leading me to listen to the prince, and that part of my consciousness can override my own will under normal circumstances. The plan has changed, and we have to take advantage of the few days before the mutiny. ... During this period of time, we will reshape the three views for him, and let the prince completely become one of us."

"You smile lewdly."

"Let's not mention that, let's make a plan first—what are you talking about!" Lin Jian exploded, "I came here to look for you with good intentions, didn't I just accidentally forget you? As for it? As for dragging Don’t you want me to let you go? The next time you lose your memory, it’s different, you only remember your wife, how can you remember who my surname is Lin!”

"correct."

Lin Jian's five sense organs were so angry that they flew out of his face: "You think I'm right, why are you still angry with me?!!!"

"I don't have amnesia."

"you!"

Seeing her staring angrily, Zhao Qingge finally felt relieved, let out a breath, and said with a smile: "It's even, but now we can't talk about business, there are too many people, and Bo Jue is not here. After midnight, the old man See you there."

She tilted her head and said narrowly, "Does Your Highness want you to sleep with me tonight?"

"Serve you, get out of here."

Lin Jian kicked in the air, and Zhao Qingge moved a foot away in the blink of an eye, waved his hands casually, and caught up with the lone star team that turned into the corner and disappeared.

The little prince woke up early to pay his respects to his father. At the beginning of Mao, he was waiting outside the door of the emperor's bedroom. The morning dew had not cleared, and it was a bit chilly. The caring maid put another cloak on him. A thick cloak, and stuffed a small hand-warming stove into his hand.

"The noble concubine Yue went to bed, Your Majesty just went to bed at midnight last night." The palace slave said in a low voice.

"My palace knows, let father sleep for a while, wait a little longer, it's okay." The little prince said, "I just have a servant to accompany me, you go and wait inside, wait until father wakes up." It's called Bengong."

"Yes."

The palace servant gently closed the wooden door, and at the last moment when the door was closed, he saw His Royal Highness stomping his feet and pulling the thick cloak a little tighter.With a deep sigh in my heart, there is only one heir, His Royal Highness, in the palace. It is precisely because of the frailty of the heirs that His Majesty spared no effort to have another prince at the age of 28. These days, I heard that Concubine Yue got a recipe and is experimenting with His Majesty. Well, the morning court has been delayed for four or five consecutive days.

The little prince still came to pay his respects at this time every day, and he had persuaded him several times, asking him to come later, or not to come. His Majesty also said that he would be exempt from paying his respects in the near future.In short, seeing his little face was flushed with cold, it was very distressing, he was not in good health at first, but after going through all this trouble, he must be sick.

Just as she was thinking in her heart, there was a movement inside. First, there was a delicate "Your Majesty" in a nasal voice, it must be that the noble concubine Yue woke up and started acting like a demon again, and then there was the rustling sound of clothes rubbing, Accompanied by a few soft groans, the palace servants had cleaned their bodies a long time ago, and they all felt their throats tighten, let alone His Majesty inside. As expected, the emperor randomly grabbed a handful by the bedside, took out a small wooden box, and opened it. , picked up a black pill and ate it, and worked hard.

Concubine Yue screamed even more flatteringly and exaggeratedly.

The little prince who was waiting outside the door lowered his eyebrows and looked calm.After a while, the inside still hadn't calmed down, so he handed the small gold-plated stove in his hand to the two attendants beside him, "It will take a while, and you will warm up for a while."

The two attendants didn't talk much, they took it and held it in their hands, it seemed that they were used to it.

When the call was made inside, the little prince sighed softly, lifted his robe and lifted his feet, and walked in lightly. When he reached the bed, he bent down and bowed: "The emperor pays his respects to the emperor, and to the imperial concubine and empress."

The emperor took the medicine, and after venting his body, he was depressed, his eyes were dark, and he had witnessed the absurdity of these days. Seeing his favorite emperor, he tried to cheer up a little, and said: "Emperor, come, Come to me."

The little prince resisted the peculiar smell that kept getting into his nostrils, slowly stepped forward, bowed his head and said: "Father."

"How are you doing recently?"

You already asked yesterday, the little prince said in his heart, but he still said sweetly: "It's much better, I haven't been sick, and I went to fly a kite again yesterday."

"When Father adds a younger brother to you, Father will personally take you to fly a kite, okay?"

The little prince nodded: "Okay, the child is waiting for the father."

Concubine Yue interrupted at the right time, and asked kindly: "Does Your Highness like your younger brother?"

"like."

The emperor touched the prince's little hand, only to find that his palm was cold, and said with pity: "Didn't I tell you that it's been cold recently, so you don't have to come so early to say hello? Wu Gao—"

The palace slave knelt down on the ground, tremblingly said: "The servant is here."

"Didn't I tell you to persuade His Highness to go back? You dog slave who doesn't have a long memory!"

The palace slave's forehead was stuck to the cold ground: "This servant deserves to die."

The little prince stepped forward to help the palace slave up, and turned to face the emperor: "It is the child who insists on seeing the emperor, the father is busy with government affairs, and he can only see him in the morning, if the child does not come, he will not be able to sleep peacefully tonight. "

The emperor was both happy and ashamed when he said these words to him. He still thought that his son didn't know anything, thinking that he was busy with political affairs every day.A father's instinct always drives him to act as a strong and serious person in front of his children, so the emperor calmly brushed away the hands of Concubine Yue who had inserted into his obscene pants, and stepped into the boots on the head of the bed.

"Come here, wait for me to freshen up and prepare to go to court."

Concubine Yue gritted her teeth in hatred.

The little prince hastily bowed and saluted: "State affairs are important, so I won't bother my father there."

"Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

"Used."

"Okay, the emperor will go back to the palace first, by the way, can you still keep up with the content taught by the Taifu?"

"Taifu is knowledgeable, deep and simple, although my son is dull, he can still keep up."

"That's good. After the court, I will go to the East Palace to check your homework and see if the Taifu has taught you well."

"Your servant is waiting for your father." The little prince took a few steps backwards, turned around, and walked out.

When he came, the morning light was twilight, and when he left, it was already high sun. A sun disk happened to be hung in the southeast corner of the house, but there was only a yellow halo, which could not make people feel warm. A thick cloak came out.

Now it is Chen time, the ministers in the court from the end of Yin time to the end of Chen time, two full hours, I am afraid that political affairs can be discussed for several rounds, now they can only be left there, I am too young, my father He is also favored, and he has not been allowed to go to the court to listen to the government for a long time, otherwise he can share more.There is also the noble concubine Yue. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that she is bewitching the crowd with lies. How can eggs be born? They Tianxiu people are a cursed nation, and they have always been small in number. However, the father is convinced.

The little prince's head was turned into two big ones.The closer you are to your own palace gate, the emotions will gradually show on your face, and when you completely reach your own geographical range, your entire youthful and mature temperament will completely change.

"Where's Lin Jian?" The first thing he said when he came back was to find someone.

"Miss Lin is in the room."

When Lin Jian heard the movement, she got up and went out to greet her. Before she could see clearly, a figure ran towards her and hugged her tightly.

The little prince took a deep breath between her waist and abdomen.

"It's still the fragrance on your body. The smell of the emperor's father is too bad. I'm about to be suffocated to death."