Chapter 88: .Emperor's ex-girlfriend (7)

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Li Jiaqi was successful in saving driving, and was promoted to Zheng Sanpin Yu, who was in the limelight for a while.
What made the concubine bite a bite of silver teeth was that the emperor stayed in the Mingshui Pavilion most of the time within a month of Li Jiaqi's healing. And it won't take long for the exquisite "Qiu Shui Palace" to be completed and completed, which is even more eye-catching.
Looking at the emperor who stepped into the inner chamber, the girl's eyes were sentimental and she had to get up and greet her, "Your Majesty."
"You're still hurting, what is the disturbance?"
Zhao Huaijin naturally took her hands and sat by the bed, and the people around him also snuggled snuggly on his chest, listening to the man's steady and strong heartbeat.
"The Queen Mother is here."
Zhao Huaijin noticed that the body of the person in his arms was slightly trembling. He pursed his lips and looked up at the queen who entered.
"Your Majesty, the sacrifice is ready, I do n’t know which sister you want to take with you?"
She gently stroked Yun sleeves, her eyebrows never raised.
"Zi Tong arranges that." Zhao Huaijin didn't even think about it.
"That wouldn't work." Lin Lang chuckled and Qiu Bo was born. "The concubine is dull, the palace is colorful, I don't know which one is your majesty's pearl beauty, or your majesty pick it yourself.
After all, he saluted and quit.
Awesome queen queen!
Li Jiaqi's little maiden saw the empress for the first time, and was so surprised that she was speechless. Not to mention the distinguished heavenly family, there is no such wife who dares to be impatient with her husband.
Isn't the Queen Mother worried about falling out of favor?
This is the cleverness of this woman.
Li Jiaqi ’s secret road was not good, and before he had time to fight back, the man asked her to take a rest. With the golden red figure walking out of the Mingshui Pavilion, he also heard the emperor helplessly sigh. What kind of temperament? Li Jieyu's has merit, and I always have to accompany her. "
"Then your majesty accompanies the beauty, what do you do with your concubines?"
"The weather is good, just walk around."
Lin Lang rolled his eyes, walked casually, and flicked to Fengyi Palace.
Losing this man can still make a serious excuse.
She took a nap with her back to him and made it clear that she was extremely abandoned.
Zhao Huaijin, who had a ruthless back, couldn't help laughing, and it was still a child's temperament, and he was all unhappy and put it on his face.
But what to do, he just wanted to spoil such a grumpy guy.
"Zi Tong, I will discuss something with you."
His low voice sounded in the room, with some gentle meaning, "If you are attacked again next time, I hope you can stand in front of me, even if you pretend to be prettier, do n’t give others the opportunity to save your car, OK? ? "
In this case, he can justify his queen.
Sometimes, in order to weigh the relationship between the harem and the court, the emperor had to make some sacrifices.
To say cruel words, Li Jiaqi laid down his life and forgot his death. Although Zhao Huaijin felt a touch in his heart, more was taken for granted. She was a concubine she had received, a servant. She was wearing a pearl glaze, and she was kept in a jinyihuafu. If necessary, she would devote herself to her son. That was her job.
In order to appease these people who were born and died for him, Zhao Huaijing, who is familiar with the strategy, naturally knows the importance of reward and punishment.
In this way, he will inevitably have to cover up his true temperament, so that others cannot be aware of his excessive favoritism and chill people's hearts.
But Lin Lin is different.
She is the wife he is marrying, and is the hostess of the Zhao dynasty, the only one who can walk side by side with him. Li Guiren's blocking sword is an escort, and his wife's standing up comes out of a friendship with her husband.
When was she willing to change her mind?
He thought about this for a long time, and put his arms around and fell asleep.
Midway through this man kicked the quilt again, Zhao Huaijin had to pull the quilt back with his eyes half open, cover it and continue to sleep.
On the winter solstice, celebratory ceremony.
"May I have Zhao Guofeng's tune, and the people will be healthy."
Zhao Huaijin wore a big fur, the solemn black lined the eyebrows more and more condensed, and the hundred officials even dared not speak out.
Then someone suddenly added a sentence.
"May my child be reborn as soon as possible, Cheng Huanzhen and Zi Tong knee."
Lin Lang squinted at him, "Your Majesty, you are not too kind. We are praying for the people. How can we mix in personal wishes?" She is completely ridiculous, but the other party and her brain wave are not the same channel .
The emperor's face explained carefully, "I also think of Jiangshan Sheji, you gave birth to Chu Jun as soon as possible, I can teach him to become a generation of Ming Jun earlier, study, martial arts, astronomy and geography, qinqi calligraphy and painting ...
This time, he will protect her well.
Lin Lang thought, if this baby were really born, Zhao Huaijin could not kill people.
Zhao Huaijin looked at Lin Lang's complexion and thought she was entangled, so she said with relief, "Don't worry, I'll wait for someone to give me a too strong gift so that the mountain won't pursue our private wishes."
What else can Lin Lang say?
The focus is wrong.
This man, say he is smart, sometimes cute and stupid.
When I went down to the Temple of Heaven, the wind was a bit strong, and Linlang almost stood unsteady.
A robe decorated with sun, moon and stars was handed over.
"Grab it well, I won't coax you if it hurts."
Lin Lang raised her eyebrows and looked at the man's back. His hand was not extended yet. The other party was already impatient. He clearly turned his back to the person, but accurately grasped her finger and led the person down the jade step by step.
"Your Majesty, this is not in compliance."
"No problem, they don't dare to scribble, your body matters."
"Your Majesty, your concubine suddenly felt that you are particularly handsome and handsome."
"You just remember it in your heart, meditate three times a day without saying it."
"..."
shameless.
On the return journey to heaven, the empress sat in a carriage, passing the Qingnvhe River, and suddenly a large group of assassins poured out, apparently ambushing here long ago, wanting to come to catch a turtle in an urn.
In the sound of Dao Ge, Lin Lang had been holding her wrist by Zhao Huaijin. She wanted to escape herself, but was pulled by someone to jump into the river and die.
At the moment when he didn't enter the river, Linlang said with a lot of words, "Your Majesty, will you dip in the water?"
"No." Even though his body was turned upside down by the waves, Zhao Huaijin still smashed the broken hair in the forehead with an elegant gesture, and said with a smile, "I remember the Queen's excellent water, my life, the hope of the people of the world I will trust it to you, and hope that the Queen will not let down my trust and true feelings. "
Really? Lin Lang's true feelings are scumbag men.
The water of the Qingnvhe River was turbulent, Lin Lang was held tightly in the arms by the man, and drifted to the gentle downstream. At this time, the man had passed out. She dragged ashore with great effort and poked her plump buttocks with her toes. "Your Majesty, hurry up."
Did not move.
Some small movements have not escaped Lin Lang's eyes.
Pretend to sleep?
Lin Lang's eyes rolled, twisted the skirt and squatted down, began to unravel the man's clothes, and when he was about to take off his pants, a big palm grabbed her hand for doing evil things.
"What are you doing?" The man had a black face.
I thought it would be a genuine confession of the Qing Qing and I, but the other side did not follow the rules, and without a word, he picked up his upper body, and now he coveted his own dragon pants. Did she put his noble dragon body in her eyes? Can this be exposed casually?
"Isn't the concubine afraid that your majesty will get wet in cold clothes?"
Lin Lang's excuse came open.
"I think you want to strip my clothes and show them naked." Zhao Huaijin sneered. He didn't know the flowers in his belly. Recently, this man has become more and more rampant, and he really needs treatment. Otherwise, he has to climb onto his head to be a blessing.
"Your Majesty is so true, and the concubine just think about it." Lin Lang's small face was wronged.
"I don't want to ..." He was about to refute and coughed again, "Precisely."
Downstream of the Qingnvhe River is a dense forest, the two of them are circling in the circle without going out in the dark. The supreme master of the Zhao dynasty, who was seven years old, embarked on emperor's heart surgery, and at the age of thirteen, he turned over the clouds and covered the rain, but he was an out-and-out road idiot.
"Your Majesty, I beg you, can you not lead the way?"
"Don't be noisy, I'm about to find my way."
"I'm not afraid of backaches."
"My waist is good, it doesn't hurt."
Lin Lang was a little shocked.
Finished, this dog emperor is definitely a ghost upper body, actually teasing her seriously.
Zhao Huaijin frowned a pair of thick ink sword eyebrows, "Why are you so surprised? I have been practicing martial arts with the master since I was five years old. I must march every day at noon, and my waist strength is naturally excellent. Isn't this normal? "
Lin Lang: "..."
It makes sense to say that I am speechless.
"Why don't you go?" He stopped.
"The legs are numb," she said pitifully, in order to gain the sympathy of the man, Lin Lang deliberately put a little mud on her face.
Zhao Huaijin extended his finger and gently wiped the stain off her cheek.
One hand touched the other person's leg quietly.
"Still lying, obviously wanting to stay away." He immediately fell into the face.
Lin Lang's eyes circulated, "How does your majesty plan to deal with the concubine? Will the concubine be thrown here to feed the wolf? Isn't your majesty distressed?"
"..."
This woman, thinking she spoiled her, still intends to gain a foot.
"Forget it, your bones are hard, don't harm the male wolf on this hill, let me carry it back to make soup."
The man's thin fingers poked her eyebrows, and the glow of Qingyue fell on his beautiful face, and a gentle tenderness swam under his eyes.
He absolutely didn't like her very much, just wanted to spoil her a little, nothing more.
He is the Son of God, the master of a country, how can he have weakness?
Zhao Huaijin thought about it, but carefully lifted the person up and supported her hips.
It's so heavy.
Shen was shaking his hands.
"What soup? Boiled soup?"
Lin Lang lay on the man's broad shoulders, counted his fingers, and enchanted several soup names.
"No, it's mandarin duck soup."
He chuckled softly, like warm sun, like spring light.
Your majesty, what about the indifferent emperor?
Are you a bit overdone looking at others like this?