Just when Mu Lao thought that Ling Ji had nothing to avoid, Ling Zhen came to say: "Who said that Ben Di Ji has no objections? Stand up!"

Seeing that none of the courtiers stood up, Ling Zhen smiled, and Ren Mu Lao stood at the front alone, wanting to speak and stopping. No one can measure the heart of an emperor.

"Ben Teji remembers saying 'all according to the old people' and did not vote on anything. Since Mrs. Wang's election was jointly elected by you and others, how could this emperor Ji dismiss your mind. Then announce them to the temple!" If she doesn't settle this matter today, these old fellows don't know how to force her in the future.

yawned deeply, this time Ling Zhen was really sleepy. She changed to a comfortable movement and leaned lazily, letting her eyelids fight.

From afar, I saw one after another, all young men in red walking into the main hall, as for whether she was handsome or not, she didn't know if she liked it or not.

"Emperor, Emperor, all the beautiful men are waiting for you!" In a daze, she saw a face that looked exactly like the manager.

Well, the beautiful men are indeed waiting for her to speak. Forcibly opening her eyes, her fluttering gaze fell on Mu Lao, and then slowly moved again, moving to the man in red next to a white figure, and then smiled.

The beautiful man looks good, but the red clothes he wears are even better, if Shuanghua also wears red clothes, then how kind of alluring city and country it should be! Just like the fiery Manzhu Sawah, blooming all his life only for lovers.

The flowers on the other side do not see the leaves, and the flowers fall into mud leaves......

Frost Hua, have you made room for me in your heart?

The courtiers didn't know what was going on, and just when they thought Ling Zhen had a beautiful man in mind, Ling Zhen fell asleep.

Actually, it's not that Ling Zhen wants to sleep, but she can't sleep if she doesn't want to. The problem arose in the music above the main hall.

fell asleep, and the beautiful man was not chosen. Soaking in the bath, Ling Zhen was really going crazy. Back in the dormitory, she asked the palace maid Shuanghua where she went, and then went to Qingling Hall to find Shuanghua.

Shuanghua was lying on a fairy tree playing the flute at this time, her eyes were slightly closed, and she noticed that the corners of Ling Zhen's lips were slight: "You're here!"

Ling Zhen threw him a big roll of the eyes, and then jumped up and sat beside him.

"Hey, I'm embarrassed this morning! What should I do, Mu Lao must think I did it on purpose! There are other immortals. She snatched the jade flute from Shuanghua's hand and pushed Shuanghua.

"If you're asleep, it doesn't have to be that you're really sleepy. He hugged his arms and leaned on the back of his head, seeing that her cheeks were slightly red and bulging, and the curvature of her lips deepened: "The beauty pageant of the main hall, you can do it, but who can you like?"

"Shuanghua, if you say it again, I'll ignore you! I'll tell you about business! I've got so many beautiful men in red, these old guys are serious!" she looked at the lithe crane in front of her, and didn't dare to look at Shuanghua's smiling face.

"So you're serious too? Have you ever considered my feelings. Shuanghua said.

Ling Zhen froze, thinking that he was hallucinating, and hurriedly looked at Shuanghua. She kept blaming herself, and kidnapped him to Donggong without getting Shuanghua's wishes. It turns out that this is not the case.

"Why did you come to this Qingling Hall without saying hello?" she asked.

"After all, I am also a candidate for your royal husband, lonely men and widows live in the same room, how do you want other immortals to look at me?"

Ling Zhen saw the jade flute, and then contacted the white figure she saw in the hall in a daze, and she was instantly surprised. She also wondered how she chose to choose and fell asleep, it turned out to be a stalk made by Shuanghua secretly!

"Don't worry, Ben Diji's husband can only be you!" Ling Zhen said.

"What about the beautiful man in red that you fancied?" Shuanghua squinted at Ling Zhen: "How do you plan to place it?"

Ling Zhen couldn't cry or laugh, and now she realized that her words and deeds couldn't escape Shuanghua's eyes.

"You don't know, where does my emperor have any real power, otherwise I will be bullied by those old guys? So, I can only temporarily wronged the prince!" she smiled brightly, saying that if she had no heart, she had no heart.

Shuanghua didn't pursue it, put the jade flute to her lips, and the beautiful music filled the loneliness of Qingling Palace.

Ling Zhen listened attentively, and only at the end of the song did he ask, "What kind of music is this?"

"The popular "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" hundreds of thousands of years later in the mortal realm has not yet been popularized. ”

"I want to learn too, especially your music skills!" Ling Zhen never asks for people, her way of asking for people is very unique, that is, orders.

If you want to ask the people who can command the Three Realms to move the frost flower, the only one is Ling Zhen. Shuanghua really indulged her, and even Shuanghua herself didn't notice it.

"Okay, I'll do my best!" he sat up......

Ling Zhen set her and Shuanghua's relationship on August 16 of the first year of Yonghui, because August 15 is the day of great reunion in the human world, and August 16 is the roundest.

There was no moon this night, and the Qingxian Palace was dark. Ling Zhen didn't like to light candles or put pearls, so after bathing, he put on a 'neon dress and feather robe' and walked to the bed in the dormitory.

In the middle of the night, she felt someone sleeping next to her, and when she opened her eyes to see how she could see the person, she closed her eyes.

With the mentality that only Shuanghua would walk into her dormitory as if no one was there, she didn't pay much attention to the person who slept on her side and hugged her, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, something happened.

"Ji'er, the master of ceremonies is waiting outside, it's time to go to court early!"

The sound of the bead curtain crushing disturbed Ling Zhen in her sleep, and she opened her eyes to a strange and familiar face, which made her overwhelmed.

Looking at Shuanghua again, I saw the girl who was shouting to marry him in the past, lying lazily and comfortably in the arms of a beautiful man, and his face was like ashes.

What else can be said, it seems that there is nothing to say. "Frost Blossom, you go on. With just one sentence, he turned and left.

Before Ling Zhen could speak, the whole person was unable to paralyze: "Someone......! Pull the skin and pull the tendons, and enter the cold palace!"

"Ziyue, you can't do this to me!" The beautiful man who pretended to be asleep sat up suddenly when he heard the verdict: "It's what Mu Lao meant, not ......"

"Ziyue, Ben Di Ji doesn't matter who you are instructed by! On that day, Ben Di Ji said very clearly, you have a bright future, why should you deign to Ben Di Ji's pomegranate skirt. Slowly lifting the brocade quilt, she walked towards the makeup mirror step by step.

Looking at herself in the mirror with red lips and white teeth and bright eyes, she lowered her eyebrows, picked up the sandalwood comb, looked at the green silk left on the comb, and was distracted for a while.

She didn't know if Shuanghua had misunderstood something, and she prayed that Shuanghua would not think too much.

The beautiful man was forcibly taken down in the struggle, and there was a commotion outside, which provoked her to put down the comb in her hand and stand up.

A petite figure ran in, and when she saw Ling Zhen, she covered her lips and cried, and said, "I hate you!" and then the person ran out.

"Feng Zhi ......" She was surprised, and knew in her heart that it was Mrs. Dai who should come out.