Thousand Faces Lock Royal Heart

After Shuozhen dealt with all the political affairs at hand as soon as possible, he couldn't wait to rush back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.I didn't see Zhan Linglong in the bedroom, but I saw him hiding on a big tree in the backyard.

"Why are you here? Did you miss me? Are you waiting for me?" Shuo Zhen stood under the tree with a smile and looked up. The intoxicating beauty has a panoramic view.

Zhan Linglong looked down at him, shook the branch and said: "If the emperor is free at the moment, why don't you go to see the empress? The concubine heard that she has been in poor health recently and needs the emperor very much." This is not what he wanted at all. He wanted to say it, but he still forced himself to say it, just to calm things down.

"Why are you saying these things to me?" Shuo Zhen stared at the other party. Because the trees were too tall and the distance between the two was too far, he couldn't clearly see Zhan Linglong's expression.

"The concubine is just telling the truth. It's very uncomfortable to wait for the emperor to appear in this harem." Zhan Linglong sighed, with his mouth curled up, his chest sore.

"Hehe... Are you talking about yourself? Waiting for me every day makes you feel uncomfortable?" Shuo Zhen asked with a half-truth and half-fake smile.

Zhan Linglong didn't answer Shuozhen's question, he looked into the distance thoughtfully.

"Hey, why are you ignoring me again?" Looking up at him for a long time, Shuozhen felt his neck was stiff, so he jumped up, flew up the tree, and sat down beside Zhan Linglong.Fortunately, the branches and leaves of this old tree are strong enough to bear the weight of the two of them.

"Has the emperor really loved anyone? Among the three thousand beauties in the harem, is there anyone you really love?" Zhan Linglong blurted out, originally asking in a fit of anger, he was not angry with Shuozhen, he was Your Majesty, it is natural that there are many beauties in the harem, even if he has no sincerity, loves none of them, or loves all of them, that is perfectly natural.

He was actually angry with himself, angry that he started to care about Shuozhen more and more without knowing how to advance or retreat, and even when he told Shuozhen to go to the queen, he secretly hoped that he would not go.

Shuozhen stared at Zhan Linglong, gently reached out and brushed off a petal that fell from Zhan Linglong's head, and hidden the petal in his sleeve without any trace.

"Forget it, you better not tell me." Zhan Linglong turned his head to the other side, not looking at Shuozhen, because he had already thought of Concubine Lan, when he was dressed as Concubine Lan, when Shuozhen looked at him He should have loved Concubine Lan, maybe he still loves her now.

"What do you think? Do you think I have someone I love?" Shuo Zhen asked softly. He actually had some expectations, hoping that Zhan Linglong would understand his unique feelings for him.

"I don't think anything is important." Zhan Linglong said sullenly, he'd better forget about Shuozhen completely, and the two will never meet again.

"Then what's important?" Hearing his answer, Shuo Zhen felt depressed, for the other party didn't care about him.

"The important thing is whether you can keep your promise and give the painting of the late emperor to the concubine." Zhan Linglong suddenly looked at Shuozhen with longing on his face. Although he longed for the painting, he longed for it even more. In fact, he left Shuozhen.

Shuozhen quietly looked back at his serious expression, anger rose in his chest, but behind the anger was a dull pain in his chest.

Thousand Faces Lock Royal Heart Text Volume Two