Chapter 90: Who Do You Hate?

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Not for anything else, just to have a chance, a chance for him to finally fall in love with her.

However, she didn't have a chance.

A line of tears slid down Mrs. Lin's old face.

She slowly fell to the ground.

Before Lin Langyue came here, she had taken arsenic herself.

She didn't want to live for a long time.

She hated the son of the Lin family back then, he lied to her, and he didn't even give her a chance to continue her delusional thoughts.

She hated him, and because of that, she wanted his son, his granddaughter, to have no peace in this life, no happiness in this life.

She hates him!

...

"Father, I hate you!"

Dongfang Ling'er had tears in her eyes, but these tears were stubborn and refused to drip for a long time.

Her eyes were red, her lips were pursed tightly, and the long nails on her hands were pinched into her palms.

Drops of blood dripped down, and on the pale ground, there were several different kinds of poignancy.

"What are you talking nonsense, you kid?"

Seeing Dongfang Ling'er staring at the emperor with an unwilling and stubborn expression, Mu Guifei hurriedly grabbed her, her beautiful face was full of anxiety.

"Look at you, you kid, how can you talk to your father like this. Really, really, really... I'm spoiled for my mother!"

After that, she looked at the emperor in bright yellow clothes beside her with a worried and guilty face, knelt down and pleaded: "The emperor's forgiveness is all the fault of the concubine, and the concubine did not teach the eleventh princess well." The concubine is guilty, but please ask the emperor not to blame Ling'er. ā€

The emperor looked at the wooden concubine kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his temples, with a tired face.

He let out a long sigh and looked at Dongfang Ling'er.

After seeing Dongfang Ling'er's eyes, in addition to sadness, there were worries and concerns about him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, but his heart was full of relief.

He waved his hand towards Dongfang Ling'er, and said gently and solemnly: "Ling'er, you remember. You are the most noble princess of Yao. In the future, you can marry whoever you like. Your father can give you a decree to marry you immediately. Being able to marry his father's precious daughter is a great blessing for that person. But, Ling'er, you remembered me!"

Speaking of this, the emperor paused slightly, and the expression on his face became very serious.

"You remember it for me! Anyone can do it, but only that Yunyu just can't!"

"Why?"

Hearing the emperor's words, Dongfang Ling'er's expression immediately changed.

Her eyes were red, but her face was very pale.

"Ling'er!"

Mu Guifei, who was still kneeling on the ground, put down her heart just now, and immediately hung up again.

She anxiously pulled Dongfang Ling'er's skirt and motioned for her to kneel down and plead guilty.

But Dongfang Ling'er refused to take care of her alive or dead.

"Why?"

Seeing this, the emperor also became angry.

"Didn't you see your mother still kneeling on the ground? Dongfang Ling'er, have you forgotten all the things I taught you? Do you still have a little bit of benevolence and filial piety?"

"Father!"

Hearing the emperor's words, Dongfang Ling'er's stubborn expression suddenly collapsed.

Large tears rolled down her eyes and smashed to the ground.

Dongfang Ling'er's figure only shook a few times, and then knelt on the ground with Mu Guifei.

"Father, father, Ling'er knows that he is wrong. Yes, yes, yes... It's for... Why? Why... Brother Yu, can't you?"

Dongfang Ling'er's voice was choked, and she cried pitifully.

She was born in the first place. has been lively and bright, and his personality has always been favored by the emperor, and now he is crying so pitifully, even the emperor, who has always been hard-hearted, is a little distressed.

He sighed slightly in his heart and decided to tell a lie: "Ling'er, there is nothing why. Don't you know? Your brother Yu doesn't like you at all. In that case, what do you still like him for? It is your father who decrees that you will be married. You won't be happy with someone who doesn't like you every day. Look at it, there are so many people in the world who like you, why do you have to ask for a Yunyu? Ling'er, think for yourself. ā€

"Then, that, Father," Dongfang Ling'er said with a sob, "If Brother Yu agrees to marry me, will you give me a marriage?"

As she spoke, she looked at the emperor with a look of hope.

"Yes," he had already lied once anyway, and he didn't care about saying the last one, "as long as you can make your brother Yu like you and personally ask your father for marriage, your father will fulfill you." ā€

"Really? ā€

Dongfang Ling'er's eyes were full of surprise.

"Really, really. ā€

The emperor smiled kindly, and looked at this princess with a doting face, his favorite princess.

"It's just Ling'er, now, can you let your father rest first. I've been tired all day!"

"Father!"

Dongfang Ling'er said coquettishly.

She burst into tears and smiled, and the expression on her face was also a little shy.

Then, she excitedly helped Mu Guifei up, completely ignoring the worry and concern on Mu Guifei's face.

Mu Guifei didn't care about her knees that were a little sore, and just when she was about to open her mouth to warn and tell Dongfang Ling'er a few words, Dongfang Ling'er ran out in a hurry.

And Mu Guifei had to look at her back as she left, and shook her head helplessly.

"Your Majesty. ā€

After Dongfang Ling'er left, Mu Guifei walked to the emperor's side gracefully, helped him sit down, and gently kneaded his shoulders.

The look on her face was also very gentle, as if nothing had just happened.

"Your Majesty. ā€

As soon as Mu Guifei wanted to ask something tentatively, the emperor suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Mu Guifei exclaimed, and leaned on the emperor's arms with some coquettishness.

The emperor played with Mu Guifei's dark and thick black hair with a faint jasmine fragrance, and the expression on his face was very pleasant.

"Your Majesty. After a while, Mu Guifei couldn't help but open her mouth, after all, it was about her only daughter, whether she could keep her calm as always, and at this time, she was also a little out of proportion.

And before she could speak, the emperor picked up Mu Guifei's face with a knobred finger.

Mu Guifei was startled, and her cheeks naturally rose with the power of the emperor's fingers.

Her big apricot eyes flickered, and her long eyelashes trembled.

It's really beautiful and picturesque, and it's stunning.

And the emperor's eyes were also a little more intoxicated, but behind the obsessive look, there was still a chilling clarity.

He approached Mu Guifei's face and kissed her on the lips with some domineering.