Chapter 112:

There was no starlight that night. As soon as the sky darkened, the queen invited Han Lin'er. After all, she was a queen. Her father and brother were both important figures. Liu Futong was willing to reuse them, otherwise the queen would not be able to break through the siege and become the "mother of a country." Therefore, Han Lin'er had to give his wife a little face anyway.
Han Lin'er just came out of the study, with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood. Recently, Liu Futong has been "tolerant" to him a bit, and his occasional ideas can also be supported by Liu Futong.
Even Han Lin'er felt that he hated Liu Futong and couldn't do without him.
He also needs to accumulate strength. Before that, he can't show his minions to Liu Futong.
So even if he didn't want to see the queen, he came after the maid's briefing.
The queen probably didn’t expect Han Lin'er to really come. In the past, she sent someone to invite him. They always said that the emperor was busy with government affairs and asked the empress to rest earlier. I heard this a lot, and the queen herself didn’t report any hope. The emperor is really busy with government affairs, there is still time to spoil Li?
When Han Lin'er stepped into the threshold, the queen half-littled, and the maids all knelt down, waiting for Han Lin'er to let them get up.
Han Lin'er lifted up the queen. He was about the same age as the queen. If you don't look at the face and only look at the figure and back, it looks like a pair of bi-men made in heaven, but if you look at the face, the two are very mismatched.
Han Lin'er's face is as white as jade, and his stature is tall and straight. Having been an emperor for so many years, he has also brought him a different temperament. He can even be called a dragon and a phoenix. He has handsome features. Although not handsome and aggressive, he is better than ordinary people.
In contrast, the queen is much inferior.
"The queen doesn't need to be polite." Han Lin'er lifted the queen up with a smile.
His movements have never been so gentle, and his expression has never been so gentle. The queen was momentarily absent. She was a woman who regarded her husband as life. Facing such Han Lin'er, she almost lost her mind, but she quickly returned Excited.
His love does not belong to her and will never belong to her. Even if he occasionally shows tenderness, she is only affected by his tenderness, and his tenderness never arises from her.
The queen stood up straight, and the ladies behind her thanked her.
Han Lin'er didn't love his queen. After he married her, he felt an unprecedented humiliation. Such a faceless queen is inferior to a mediocre queen, not to mention that this faceless queen was chosen by Liu Futong for him, but He doesn't even have the power to refuse.
He doesn't love the Li family either, but when he finds that the more he loves the Li family, the more people in the court Li family will listen to his dispatch, he has found the use of the harem.
He pampering the Li clan can gain the loyalty of the Li clan at any rate, do he pamper the queen? That will only make the people of the queen mother's family follow Liu Futong more faithfully.
The previous dynasty has been putting pressure on him, admonishing him to give birth to a child as soon as possible. Without a prince, the country will be unstable. Their meaning is too obvious. They want him to give birth to the eldest son of the queen. The weight of the words together is not light.
Han Lin'er thought almost retaliately, "If you want a child, then I will let Li give birth to one, the eldest son."
Now that the news of Li’s pregnancy has spread throughout the former dynasty and the harem, as long as Li gives birth to Lin’er, this child is highly likely to be named a prince, and Li will also be named a noble concubine. The child will also be raised in Li's palace.
"The emperor takes care of everything. The concubine is stupid and can't share the worries for the emperor." The queen lowered her head and tried her best to prevent Han Lin'er from seeing her face. When she lowered her head, she revealed a jade-like neck.
Han Lin'er's Adam's apple moved, and he chuckled softly, "Let's put a meal."
The lady of the palace hurriedly saluted and retired, and asked the people behind to serve food.
The queen's dinner table has all kinds of dishes, lest it doesn't suit Han Lin'er's taste.
After taking a few bites, Han Lin'er asked, "Is there any wine in the queen?"
The queen said warmly: "The concubine got a good bottle of mulberry a few days ago."
Han Lin'er: "Come up."
The wine was placed on a wooden tray by the palace maid. Han Lin'er was gluttonous. It was not so much gluttony, as it was because he was going to be in the same room with the queen tonight, so I would drink a few more glasses so that I could do things drunk so as not to wilt the queen's face. , This is a method he thought of himself, and he is still a bit proud.
Han Lin'er looked over. He didn't notice the wine, but noticed the palace lady who offered it.
This palace lady wore the clothes of a lady in the palace. She lowered her head so that people could not see her face. However, in addition to the beauty of the face, the lady also had the beauty of her posture and figure. She came here, every step She walked extremely gracefully and lightly, as if walking on the clouds, her waist was soft, and the bun she combed while walking seemed to tremble slightly.
Han Lin'er had never seen such a woman.
Most of the women in the palace are carved out of a mold.
Liu Futong chose for him also some famous ladies. They received the same education, and there was almost no difference in what they said and did. After entering the palace, they all seemed to have become kind-minded and kind-seeking Bodhisattva women, holding in their hands. They are Buddhist beads, and they are written with scriptures. Whether they are ugly or beautiful, they can no longer bring any novelty to Han Lin'er.
Hong Xiu walked to the table, she quietly put the wine bottle and glass on the table, she seemed to be curious about everything, because Han Lin'er was sitting, so her eyes moved to Han Lin'er's face, and Han Lin'er happened to be also Looking at her, the two eyes met at this moment.
But the two quickly looked away, as if nothing happened just now.
Han Lin'er became dry from that glance.
Sitting across from him was his queen, his wife, and he was eyebrowing with her court lady in front of her. This kind of stimulation was even greater than his coveting for the court lady.
"The concubine respects the emperor." After the emperor raised his glass, Han Lin'er drank it refreshingly.
Han Lin'er couldn't eat anything at this dinner, so she only drank wine.
After three rounds of drinking, Han Liner wanted to go to bed in a vicious manner.
The queen asked the maid to wait for him to wash and undress, and then asked him: "Can the emperor show respect?"
Han Lin'er was already a little confused. He nodded and said, "I... go out first."
The queen cast a wink at her grand palace lady, and the grand palace lady lowered her eyes knowingly, and helped Han Lin'er out with the maid. As she passed a corner, a cry came from the house.
The cry was neither stern nor sharp. On the contrary, just by listening to the voice, one could imagine the affectionate and affectionate beauty crying alone by the bed. Han Lin'er stopped and asked with a drunken hiccup: "Who is it ...Hiccup...cry here?"
The maid was about to criticize, but the maid of the grand palace said first: "Return to your Majesty, this is the place where the maids rest on weekdays. I wonder which maid should be crying because of missing her family."
Han Lin'er didn't get angry either, she just squinted and said, "This is the way we are."
The servant closed his mouth, there is no more for him to speak here.
Just when Han Lin'er was about to continue walking, the door beside him suddenly opened. The woman inside the door lowered her head and didn't look ahead. She slammed into his shoulder. The waiter wanted to criticize, and then opened her mouth. I found that His Majesty the Emperor was looking down at the woman with a good look.
Red sleeves have red eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes, but this has not affected her beauty in the slightest.
Han Lin'er suddenly said, "Are you a maid serving wine?"
Hong Xiu seemed to realize that she had run into the emperor. She knelt down quickly, looking panicked. Her hair was messy and she didn't look meticulous at dinner. Her voice choked: "Return to your majesty, it's a slave."
Han Lin'er asked her again: "What are you crying for?"
Red sleeves: "The slave thought of the slave father."
Han Lin'er seemed to be interested suddenly: "Your father?"
Red sleeve nodded: "The slave and maidservant are dad’s young daughter. She has been favored by her father since childhood. Three years ago, Daddy died in a weapon fight. The slave and maid missed day and night. After leaving home, I think of Daddy. People."
Han Lin'er didn't speak, he thought of his father, maybe he should be called Xianhuang - but Han Shantong didn't ascend the throne, he just raised the anti-flag when he died.
He never knew what his father thought of him. Did he think of him when he died? Would he feel uneasy about giving everything he had to this son?
In Han Lin'er's memory, strangers of all kinds always appeared at home. These people were neither servants of the family nor friends of his father. Some of them came often, some did not come often, and there were often new people.
When Han Lin'er understood the matter, he realized that his father, who thought he was just an ordinary person, was actually the leader of the White Lotus Sect.
He lives in the expectations of many people.
Whether it was when he was young or now, everyone hopes that he can be like his father and guide everyone.
Perhaps Liu Futong had this kind of expectation, but he gave up. He found that Han Lin'er was inferior to his father anyway, so instead of handing over power to Han Lin'er, he might as well hold it tightly.
It was only after Han Lin'er became the emperor that he knew the difference between himself and his father.
When his father was alive, Liu Futong never dared to face his father coldly. He was always humble and gentle, and would not oppose any decision made by his father.
But when he became the emperor himself, Liu Futong changed a person, and his eyes revealed his disappointment and contempt for him.
How does his father think of him? If he is looking at himself in the sky, will he be proud of this son, or think that this son is a waste?
Han Lin'er was lost for a while.
"Come with me." Han Lin'er had no urination, and after saying this in his red sleeve, his steps changed direction.
Red sleeves wiped away the tears, and quietly followed behind the maid.
The waiter, who tried to speak several times and couldn't speak, turned his head and glanced at her.
Perhaps in the palace, there is finally a figure that can be evenly matched with Li Fei.
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I am moving today, and I will organize and tidy up tomorrow
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