Chapter 58: Tyrant's blackening crisis seven

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Since the day after that, he has not been reprimanded by Lou Jiaruo. Wen Ru is always going to Lingxiang Pavilion for a while, enjoying flowers and blowing cool breeze, and occasionally encountering in three or five times. Relaxed in the mood of the building.
He has very few words, and he never mentions that she has gone out of the house privately. It seems that the default is not appropriate, but it is not clear, just like if something unpleasant happens, he will take it back at any time. The right to enlighten is the same.
Fortunately, Wen Ruo still has some self-knowledge, except Lingxiang Pavilion does not move around. Although Lou Jiaruo did not say that she could not go to other places, she also knew that she would avoid being suspected in the palace.
Although she is the emperor of today's emperor, but now is different. At the beginning, Jia Ruo was just an idle prince, but now he is the true dragon of the 10,000 people.
For example, if the palace is empty, I don’t know how many people are staring at the position around him. If not everyone is still afraid, I am afraid that the minister has long been unable to hold back, and the book is rumored that the emperor will hold the election as soon as possible.
Lou Jiaruo did not enshrine her as a queen, nor did she give any position, not to mention the place where she currently lives is still a cold palace. To say that the name is just right, it is right to say that there is no power and no prospects.
Wen is also anxious, but there are some things that are urgent to be anxious, such as feelings.
Now she is still in the stage of striving to rebuild the trust between the two, and she is afraid to do things that are so sweet. Don't say that he hasn't accepted himself yet. He said that if she went out and accidentally smashed someone, Lou Jiaruo wouldn't stand on her side...and he wouldn't be allowed to return because of his unrelenting attitude. I really did that, and I am afraid that when I am sulking, I will give her a full stomach.
So that Wen is a shortcut to a shortcut, and honestly maintain a regular life of two points and one line.
Lou Jiaru will not step into the cold palace if he has nothing to do. It is not easy to see him. In order to protect him, he will not suddenly be alienated from himself. Every time around Shen Shi, Wen Ru will sit in Lingxiang Pavilion. Regardless of whether he gets him or not, when he arrives, he will leave with a forsythia on time.
Such a long time, even if no one deliberately reminded, Lou Jiaruo also knows her leisure time.
Just like feeding fish, when the day is fixed, the bait is sprinkled in the same place. Over time, they will float to the surface and wait in advance.
The fish is like this, the animal is even more so, and people are no exception. If one day, he begins to get used to the direction of Lingxiang Pavilion at Shenshi, she can start the next step.
The warm abacus played very well, but did not expect that he had to count on all the money, even the travel is sticking to the wall, or inevitably caused the attention of the people.
It was already mid-September, and the weather was so hot that she didn't want to move. At that time, there was no air-conditioning for refrigeration. Luxury items such as ice were not used by a woman who was cold.
The summer is hot and the screams are lingering, and the flowers in the yard are all sunburned.
Wen Ru is lying on the soft couch that is moving diagonally on the window. He is considering whether to go less than one day, and try to see the reaction of Lou Jiaruo. See how the results come from this time. See the look of forsythia. A palace lady came in.
"The Queen Mother intended to ask the Niangniang to go to the Ci'an Temple with the slaves." The woman was not humbled and blessed, and the smile on the face was also standard.
Wen Ruyi glanced at Forsythia, and when she saw her not knowing, she slowly got up and finished her whole appearance. Since I have to get along in the palace in the future, there are some things to hide and hide.
The Ci'an Temple is in the west of the Imperial City. It is also the place where the Empress Dowager lived. From a distant view of the palace, the fangs are high and sinister, and there is a solemn and imposing manner.
There was nothing to say, and Wen Ruo silently followed the palace lady into the main entrance, passed through the winding corridor, and walked for a while before arriving at the colorful garden.
The bright bird's voice was hidden in the shadows of the trees, and the old Rong Rong was sitting in the gazebo by the pond, with a small squatting gesture behind her soothingly fanning her.
Wen Ru is going forward to bless the courtesy, moonlight skirts crouching, black hair stretched over the shoulders.
The Queen Mother gracefully swayed, and did not ask her to get up. After a while, she slowly said: "I heard that you often go to Lingxiang Pavilion recently."
Wen is like a standing figure, just bowing his head and saying it is.
After a long time, the rear only sighed in a faint sigh. "The emperor has been on your heart since he was a child. Now even if you make a big mistake, you just have to get rid of the position of Wen Xiang... There are not many people who can enter and leave freedom in the cold house. You should be good at yourself."
When Wen was down, she didn't know the true intention of her move. When she didn't pick up, she quietly squatted outside the pavilion and waited for her to finish her words.
However, the Queen Mother lived in the harem, used to live in intrigue, and had long been able to play with the language and art of the turn of the corner. She simply did not clarify, she just looked at her new fingertips, and said: " This person is old, and he doesn't like to take care of those past events. He just wants to see the children below and the harmony and the hustle and bustle. It is also a wish."
Wen Ruo is speechless, and the Queen Mother is reminding her not to be a special pet, otherwise she will say something about her past.
If she really took down the building, if these thorny words are not good, Wen will recognize it.
But now, even if the character is still missing, someone will jump out and accuse her of not being overwhelmed by the emperor - she wants to dominate! Is it also that Lou Jiaru nodded?
If it wasn't for her son who was the throne of the squatting, the Emperor Taishang was still under house arrest in the temple. I am afraid she would still say something like "there is a sense of knowing under the emperor's spring."
Wen Ru is a slightly curved lip, and if he is soft, he will turn around the tip of his tongue and finally swallow it back. Even if it was forced by the situation, she did not want to say the lie that she was willing to give up the building.
When I was in the palace, I still thought that I could be a double for the rest of my life. Wen Ruzhen really felt that she was guilty of being a fool.
However, since it is decided, there are some things that cannot be done. If you do the first time, there will be the next time. Some words cannot be said casually. Once a precedent is set, if there is a similar situation in the future, it will naturally be concession.
If Wen does not want this, it is not just Lou Jiaruo, she also needs to use her behavior to strengthen her heart.
The result of disobeying the Queen Mother, even if it is not dead, it is also necessary to peel off the skin, and Wen is not afraid to anger her again, only to remain silent.
The atmosphere was stagnation for a long while, and the back was too bright to wait for the opening. I heard a male voice that was not urgent or slow: "It’s hot today, why don’t you send someone to take some ice fish to solve the heat?

Lou Jiaruo calmly and slowly squatted over, the golden dragon robes hem slightly over the warm side, did not stay at all.
He sat down to the Queen's hand and sat down. He didn't look back and watched Wen as a glance, just like she was just an insignificant person.
The mother and son in the pavilion whispered softly and whispered, and the outside of the pavilion was quietly silently squatting under the big sun, and the sweat on the forehead gradually oozing out.
I don't know how long it took, but the Queen Mother sighed.
She thoughtfully licked the warmth of the outside, and looked up to the front, which made her proud and worried: "Well, I sat in the courtyard for a while, and the mourner was lacking." "She got up, and there was a palace lady who was careful to wait." Putting her hand to the pavilion, the Queen Mother paused and turned back and said, "The DPRK is busy, and you will go back earlier."
When the crowd surrounded the Queen Mother and left the garden, only the warmth of his attendant and the pavilion remained.
When Lou Jiaru was silent for a long time, she retired from the guards and slowly walked up to stand in front of her.
The flowers are silent, the temperature is low and the posture is soft, and the black hair is like a cloud with a white jade bell, and the wind is blowing, and there is a low-pitched sound.
Lou Jiaruo slowly reached out and his voice was warm: "Get up."
There was no outsider present, and Wen Rui felt aggrieved at this time.
She flattened her mouth, raised her hand on his palm, looked up at the Loujiaru with a sorrowful resentment, but did not move: "...the legs are so numb that they can't get up."
Holding her tender softness, Lou Jiaru did not help her, but whispered: "You know that you will be punished, why bother to anger the Queen?" Although the tone is as light as ever, but she You can also hear the subtle softness.
His palm was slightly cool, and Wen gently slid his mouth. Ying Ying smiled and took this position. He pulled his hand on his hot tanned cheek and gently rubbed it. A pair of beautiful eyes were bright and transparent: "I can still stand this little bitterness. However, if the Queen Mother really wants to cut my head, maybe I will be soft when I am afraid."
Lou Jiaruo was speechless, and she took her hand and waited for her, but she was tightly grasped and not loose. Instead, she was half-sitting on the ground.
Lou Jiaruo sighed, stopped the action and sighed, saw her grievances and whispered, and had to compromise: "Okay, get up."
The warm skirt was scattered on the ground, and the pink face was raised in the snow, and he looked at him sadly: "Can you hold me up?"
Will Lou Jiaru take the initiative to hold her?
Of course impossible. In the end, it was still warm, sitting on the ground, waiting for the numbness of the leg to pass, and then he took his hand and slowly got up. After standing still, she was still unwilling, and muttered: "There is no one here, you Just being close to me is not a loss of face."
If Lou Jia did not answer, he turned and left, and his hand was just released and he was warm and held.
She smiled and squinted her face and looked up to him. Her eyes were crystal clear: "Are you specifically trying to save me?"
Lou Jiaru squinted at her, and the slender phoenix under the sword eyed slightly, but the footsteps slowed but did not stop: "It’s just an accident, don't think too much."
Wen Ruo smirked and didn't refute, so he was so cleverly held back by his big hand.
Whether he is because of the ventilating letter of Forsythia, or because she did not appear in Lingxiang Pavilion at a fixed time, he came, this is enough.
Even Lou Jiaruo does not believe that her intentions are not a little comfortable, even if he is still resisting her approach... As long as she may have an accident, Lou Jiaruo will appear in front of her and help her resolve. What is the dissatisfaction of her crisis?
When he came to Japan, Wen Ruo believes that one day, Jia Ruo will face her true heart.
The two men are connected by their hands, and the low-hanging robe sleeves are tightly tied together, quite a bit warm and tangled.
Wen Ruo is a head-on, and he has to go in the foot: "Gailuo, we will have two of us in the future. Don't you take it any more?"
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