Chapter One of the thirty-fourth piece: (twenty-one)

Linglong played with her hair, waiting for the emperor's answer. But he obviously didn't want to answer, because his eyes flickered and he was quite uncomfortable, and finally chose to start in embarrassment under the exquisite gaze!

This is too ridiculous, too ridiculous, and too outrageous.

He had lived to this age, and he was going to die and live for a little girl. The emperor found that Linglong was on his own mind. It was not so much that he asked her if she had ulterior motives, but rather that he was just afraid that she wanted revenge, so he pretended to approach. , Actually, there is no half-heartedness towards him.

Linglong thought for a while, it was rare that she was not so headstrong, but stretched out her hands towards the emperor: "You come and hug me."

The emperor stood there without moving, so she urged again: "Hurry up."

The voice was so soft that it made people's hearts melted.

The emperor hugged her this time, with a soft body in his arms, and he felt that he was alive.

Linglong rubbed his face and told him seriously: "Of course it is true that I like you. Do you have so little confidence in yourself? You look good, you have a good body, and you are better for me. I want Give me everything, why do you think I don’t like you? Besides, no matter who I am, I am not blind. Compared with you, I naturally choose you."

She was so good at finding something to say, all the emperor wanted to hear. His hands holding her were slightly stiff, but he refused to let go. Linglong wants the emperor’s love, and the emperor treats her really well. Naturally, she will not make him unhappy, but she is not good at coaxing people, her language is naive and naive, but she is so naive and naive, which makes the emperor more than rhetoric. Useful.

"As for who I am..." Linglong never thought of concealing her identity, "I am a dragon."

Unexpectedly, the emperor laughed, obviously not taking her words seriously. He kissed her pink face and said, "Well, I don't have to ask you to tell me."

Linglong frowned: "What I said is true."

"Good, good." The emperor completely regarded her as a tempered kid, his tone was very conniving, as if he believed whatever Linglong said, "I believe you."

Linglong's small face was wrinkled. Although the emperor said he believed her, why did she think he was a little insincere?

But she didn't bother to get to the bottom. Even if this matter passed, Linglong would naturally not be affected, but the emperor had a care about Zhai Mo in his heart. In his opinion, he originally gave Zhai Mo and Ting Lan the marriage. Although it was the request of Ting Lan and Concubine Wan Gui, the emperor was not the kind of monarch who disregarded the ideas of his courtiers. Ting Lan was his beloved daughter, and her husband was naturally There are thousands of choices, Zhai Mo is good everywhere, and the emperor is also satisfied.

As a father, he wished his daughter a happy life, so he summoned Zhai Mo privately and asked him if he could be married.

The emperor hadn't reached the age when his old eyes were dim and his memory was declining. If Zhai Mo hadn't hinted that he didn't belong, he would not have issued the imperial decree of marriage.

This person loves fame, wealth and power. Even the enlightenment teacher and fiancée who are kind to him can be abandoned. He even watched them die and his heart is like a rock. It can be seen that he is cold and cold. Such a person, no matter how talented, is the emperor. Not willing to reuse.

Therefore, Zhai Mo found that he was neglected by the Sovereign. This kind of neglect was very advanced. Although his official position was not large before, he still held real power. After several years of experience, according to the appreciation and optimism of the Sovereign, it is not a problem to keep pace. . However, the saint suddenly promoted him a few days ago. The official position sounds a bit bigger, but he has no real power at hand. It is clearly an empty shell!

The people who were promoted together at the beginning are now performing their duties in each of the six departments. Maybe the official position is not the same as that of Zhai Mo, but you can see from the posture that the saint is to cultivate and reuse. Two of them have been personally directed by the saint because of their outstanding achievements. Who doesn't envy them when they go out?

Zhai Mo was anxious. He was willing to be the princess, not because he had a deep love for the princess. He just considered the serious consequences that would be brought if he refused the princess. After all, it was for his own career.

But if it's because of the princess that the official career is ruined, then what is the meaning of what he paid?

Princess Tinglan was favored by the emperor since she was a child. She was arrogant and possessive. Zhai Mo didn't like her at all.

But at this point, no one can help him except Ting Lan.

The two had previously argued over Zhai Mo's portrait of Xie Chusu. Although Ting Lan was domineering, she was deeply affectionate towards Zhai Mo. The two were awkward, Zhai Mo didn't need to speak, and Ting Lan would take the initiative to ask for peace. Zhai Mo again euphemistically hinted at his situation, and Ting Lan became angry!

She likes Zhai Mo because of his outstanding literary talent. At the beginning, the Jinluang Temple was really a blockbuster. All the other people standing beside him were less than half his style, and immediately caused the peeking Ting Lan to mess with her heart. She is so pleasing to him, how can she make him unhappy?

At that time, he boasted that he went to the palace in Haikou to see the emperor.

It's just that she forgot that the emperor was a father who loved her, but he was also a wise emperor. With a single mouth, the emperor knew why she came, and the smile on her face faded a little, and she said meaningfully: "Did you want to enter the palace yourself, or did you want you to come?"

Ting Lan said: "Naturally, the son-in-law wants to come by himself! The son-in-law has no intention of fame and fortune, and it is the son-chen who can't see that he is full of ambitions and has nowhere to display it! Isn't the father the most important to the courtiers who have real skills? Why is the son-in-law not doing well? The father doesn't want to reuse him?"

The emperor knew that his daughter's brain had not inherited the aura of her mother, and could say these things and said that no one taught him to believe it. It's just that he didn't intend to tell Ting Lan in his considerations, so he said lightly: "The princess will be cut off from her official career. Don't tell me that you don't know."

Ting Lan was instantly speechless. Her other married sisters were all taken care of by her husband, but how could those people compare with her Zhai Mo? Zhai Mo has a talent for ruling the country!

She wanted to say something more, when she heard a delicate voice: "Who, why is it so noisy, can't you sew her mouth up?"

Upon hearing this sound, Ting Lan got goose bumps. Linglong was sleeping in the inner room at the back of the Imperial Study, but Ting Lan woke her up in front of her with a mouthful of froth. She was not very happy and walked out.

The emperor put her to sleep before, and because she was uncomfortable sleeping while wearing clothes, he took off her outer shirt. There was only a big red shirt on her body, and her snow-white skin was looming. It was an indescribable beauty. This style is far better than Wan Guifei. Ting Lan was accustomed to seeing her mother's beauty, but she was still struck by such beauty.

She is a little afraid of Linglong.

There is still a dim, because the father doesn’t know what happened. Naturally, she wouldn't tell the emperor—anyway, she was already dead and unsubstantiated. But the looks of Linglong and Xie Chusu were so similar that Ting Lan was so flustered that she didn't dare to look at Linglong.

The emperor turned his head, pulled her to his side first, and rationalized her messy sleep, and said softly: "Is it bothering you?"

"Of course." She beat his chest unhappily, and looked at Ting Lan, "When I was asleep, I heard the noise outside. I don't know what vegetable market I thought I was in. Where did the princess etiquette have been learned? Wan This is how the imperial concubine taught her daughter?"

Ting Lan didn't allow anyone to say that Concubine Wan Gui was not good, but she didn't dare to make trouble in front of the emperor, so she stared at Linglong fiercely.

Linglong clutched her heart and was startled: "Ah, her eyes are so scary! I'm so scared!"

As he said, he put his face close to the emperor’s chest. When the emperor looked over, Ting Lan didn’t have time to constrain. The complex eyes that were mixed with disgust, jealousy, fear, and resentment were seen in full by him, and his voice was low, "Okay, don’t Make a fool of yourself, get back quickly, I have my own plans for this matter."

Ting Lan was anxious: "Father!"

The emperor's face is ugly: "Don't retreat!"

He didn't like anyone ignoring his authority, and no one could question the decision he had made.

However, Ting Lan is not an easy person to give up. She touched a nail like the emperor, so she habitually went to Concubine Wan to make decisions. When Concubine Wan Gui heard her talk about the emperor’s intimacy with Linglong, the tea cup in her hand almost spilled out, but she was always calm. Think about it, you don’t need to worry about it. Besides, you like the man-horse, and the man-horse leads the errand, isn’t it just right to accompany you more in the mansion?"

Ting Lan also understands this truth, but: "My daughter doesn't want to see the horses and be unhappy! Why is the father suddenly not happy with the horses? There must be a queen in the trouble!"

Concubine Wan Gui scolded: "Hugh is so nonsense!"

Saying this, she actually felt the same way in her heart. The son-in-law who could make Concubine Wan Gui's admiration was naturally an outstanding one, and Sheng Wan had no reason to ignore it. The only explanation is that the queen intervened. If she really told Ting Lan, she was born similar to Xie Chusu. So, if it wasn't for Xie Chusu himself, he must have been inextricably linked to Xie Chusu!

But so what?

Concubine Wan Gui sighed: "My palace also thinks that the emperor’s history is weird, but since the saint has given her this identity, for example, he knows her past very well, even if it is revealed, what's the use? On the contrary, it will expose what happened at the time. It's just that if the consort is not reused, you and my mother and daughter may also be punished."

Hearing this, Ting Lan was taken aback: "No, no?! Father won't treat us like that, right?"

Concubine Wan Gui smiled slightly bitterly: "Your father is not an emperor who will be fascinated by beauty. You have to know that the saint is your father, but also the master of the world. For many years, the saint has worked hard to kill and make decisions, never favoring favoritism. It's in vain. The uncle who once made a big mistake is still sentenced to be executed. Although you are his daughter, he will not indulge you blindly."

Yes, it is so fair and so ruthless.

Therefore, Concubine Wan Gui had never thought that one day such a saint would have deep-rooted affection for a woman. There is no need for Ting Lan to describe, as long as she imagines the scene, she is already jealous and resentful.

She has never gotten the love of the emperor in her entire life. Why did the young empress stumble and **** it away?

What is she? Why is she!

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