Chapter 133: Concubine praises the emperor for a strong upper body

Huachun "haha" smiled twice, looked at her and said, "Aren't the people in this harem all sisters? Why bother to recognize it again?"
"That's not the same." Hua Xunyue said: "The sisters and sisters who usually call are not really sincere, but you and I have a special relationship. If you can become sisters, you can support each other in this palace in the future. Wonderful thing?"
The key is to support each other, right? Huachun looked down.
Today, Hua Xunyue has power, but lacks the emperor's favor, and she is loved by thousands, but she is just a little girl. If the two sides complement each other's advantages and disadvantages, it is indeed good.
However, given the level of Hua Xunyue's understanding of Hua Jinghua, if she is still in front of Hua Xunyue, it will be a matter of time to wear a gang.
So she still shook her head and said: "The concubine has already considered Gong Yuhou’s sister. The family rules of Gong Yuhou’s mansion are very strict, so she definitely does not dare to worship her sisters. He discusses one or two?"
The smile on her face froze, Hua Xunyue pursed her lips.
Does she mean to reject her? Sure enough, he is a rightful spoiler, not afraid of the heavens and the earth, and don't want the benefits of the door!
"Can you think about it clearly?" Hua Xunyue said: "In the future, all the food and clothing costs in this palace will be under the control of this palace."
"Go on!" Huachun made a fist.
Hua Xunyue: "..."
If she doesn't eat hard and soft, there is no other way. She got up and left, and the people behind her gave her a generous salute: "Gong Niang Niang."
Sooner or later she will beg for her one day. Hua Xunyue hummed lightly, tossed his sleeves and left angrily.
"More women is trouble." Qing Niao sighed.
Looking back, Huachun collapsed and lay down on the soft couch half-deadly. His eyes were out of focus. For a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Green, what's the matter with that shed dragon tire?"
Qing Qi was taken aback, raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "Didn't you say that you don't care?"
Say so! But as soon as he calmed down, he couldn't help thinking, how did the emperor react? Have you been sad for a long time? What kind of person is the woman carrying his child? How long have they been in love before they have such a crystallization...
Women, always let yourself not think about it, and at the same time make up for the whole universe.
Annoyed, Huachun rolled on the soft couch, feeling extremely sad. Although I shouldn't care about the things that have been so long in the past, I still feel uncomfortable in my heart.
After sighing, Qing Qi sat next to her, and said with earnest heart: "In order to make yourself better, you should not know the news. After all, it is also what happened before I met you."
"Yeah." Nodded, Huachun hugged the soft pillow and closed her eyes: "I just don't know anything."
Life still has to go on, she helped the emperor take the first step, and there are still many steps to take slowly in the future.
Two days later, the emperor had a dispute with Li Zhongtang. The emperor picked Li Zhongtang's black yarn in a rage. Li Zhongtang smashed into the pillar with grief and indignation, trying to kill him. Of course, he did not succeed.
The gossip of "the emperor is domineering and mediocre, and loyal ministers are not allowed" began to circulate in the middle of the court. When it reached Huachun's ears, Yuwen Jie was lying calmly on the soft couch and reading.
"Why is this?" Huachun ran to the emperor: "What did Li Zhongtang say that made you so angry?"
The emperor didn't look up and said: "He felt that the people elected by the imperial examination were all incompetent, and he wanted me to dismiss all of them and re-election.
"Brain disabled?" Can't help frowning, Hua Chun said: "This scientific examination has been passed, and everyone has been selected, so he said this? Where is the credibility of the emperor?"
Looking up at her, Yu Wenjie asked, "If you were you, would you take his black yarn?"
"Yes!" Huachun said categorically, "Faithful advice can be listened to, but he is not faithful advice. It is a questioning of the emperor's decision based on his personal interests. If the emperor tolerates it, his prestige will disappear."
"That's good." With a gentle expression, the emperor said: "Even you are supported, then I'm right."
"But..." Huachun frowned: "If the Zhaozhong Chuan is like that, it will do no harm to the emperor. Why don't you stop it?"
Yu Wenjie hooked his lips: "You can control your mouth but you can't control your mind, let them go."
How can this let them go? Huachun bulged, stretched out his hand to pull the book in his hand, raised his leg to sit on his waist, and said seriously: "The rumors in the market are still fierce than the tiger, let alone the court. The emperor promotes the newcomer. I haven't got a firm foothold yet, so I can't lose the veteran's heart first, right? The explanation should be explained."
The emperor raised his eyes and looked at her deeply: "Even if I were willing to explain, they would not listen."
There was a trace of grievance in the words, and it made Huachun feel distressed instantly.
She was not there and Tang Yue had no status. Only He Changan could help the emperor. She can basically imagine what the court will be during this period of time. It's really hard for him.
"The explanation is your attitude. Whether you listen or not is their problem." Hua Chun said softly: "Just what you mean, tell them that there is no room for rebellious ministers in the DPRK. What Li Zhongtang said is wrong and it doesn't make sense. Let him do things against the emperor under the guise of loyalty, and let others accuse you in the end."
The emperor was silent, thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."
With a sigh of relief, Hua Chungang was about to get up and leave, but was pulled over by the person under him and lay on his chest.
Her face was red, and she was a little embarrassed to say: "I seem to have gained weight recently."
After feeling a bit, the emperor nodded: "It's a bit."
Hua Chun: "..." His face suddenly sank.
"What?" The emperor was very innocent: "What do you stare at me?"
"The emperor may not know." Huachun gritted his teeth and said: "All women in the world have a common problem, that is, they can say that they are fat. If others agree, they will all be hated."
"Do you hate me?" Yu Wenjie raised his eyebrows, and the dark light in his eyes was a little threatening.
Taking a deep breath, classmate Huachun still persuaded him, lying on his chest and humming: "Don't dare."
The waist was pinched, and she was itchy to hide, but was pressed firmly by this person.
"It feels better." He said in a deep and deep voice: "Even if you get ten pounds fatter, it won't hurt me."
Nonsense, Huachun whispered: "Your body is as strong as anything else, but I'm all fine..."
Hua Jinghua's figure is considered tall among women, but compared to Yu Wenjie, she is still as small as a milk cat, in a situation where she is being carried around at will.
"what did you say?"
"It's nothing." Huachun smiled and said: "My concubine praises the emperor for his strong upper body."