Chapter 111: Hands as Rain

"What else does the emperor command?" At the end, she asked lightly, exhaling like smoke.

Bai Xiaoyao still wanted to say something, but felt that he was a little powerless. The woman in front of her Bing Xue is smart, why do you need him to say more?

The time of the draft is coming, it's coming, it's coming. This sentence was like a spell, striking Lin Fangyu's heart tightly, again and again, again and again.

It's so heavy, it's so bitter, it's even ...... Suffocate.

It's ridiculous that one moment ago I was still appreciating others, and the other moment I was manipulating other people's lives, but I didn't know that danger was coming step by step. Fighting and fighting back and forth, in the end, I just want to live in peace. It's this small wish, for her, after all, it's also a luxury!

Boasting that she has no desires and no desires, she claims that she lives to arrange everything for her younger brothers and sisters, and she boasts of guarding herself from letting that heart fall, because she never thought about her future, and in the future after arranging for her younger brothers and sisters, a woman who was betrayed by her dearest sister and hurt by her favorite man has long since died, where is there any excess affection, left to others.

But this man is the emperor.

She can be regarded as a master of Gong Baixi's ability to turn her hands into clouds, and it is the Son of Heaven who really turns her hands into rain!

It's not that she didn't think about it, as early as her second meeting with Bai Xiaoyao, she guessed a thing or two, which could be just pity for her and a whim. She has not yet decided to the point where she dares to gamble with her family's lives.

In the Halloween draft, the first emperor was not a good woman, so it was originally a five-year election. Now that the son is succeeding to the throne, the foundation is not stable, the courtiers have petitioned, and Yin Shaorui's concubines are sparse, so he responded to this time, and it is a general election. All folk women, aged 11 to 14, with good character and clean family background, can be selected. If you are unsuccessful, you can marry on your own.

Yin Shaorui is a young man, and he is dignified, the home of the royal nobles, and he also has the meaning of sending his daughter to the palace. Because so far, the position of queen is vacant, and no concubine has given birth to a dragon son and a dragon girl, which is a good time to revitalize a family.

The cold object in his hand was like Lin Fangyu's mood at this time.

"Please ask Lord Bai to help me transfer it to the emperor, just say his kindness, and the courtiers will understand it."

This jade pendant was given by him, and now it is used to make a wish, and he will not be strong.

"You won't?" Bai Xiaoyao was surprised, the current situation in the Lin Mansion, if you want to get out of the predicament and reorganize the family, it is not enough to rely on Lin Mao alone, not to mention that he is still in his childhood, even the bunch of people in the Lin Mansion are destined to be oil bottles. But the responsibility that all women in the family have on their shoulders since birth is to work hard for the family and strive to climb up. Being the emperor's favorite concubine is the best shortcut. Moreover, the emperor is also quite interested in this woman, even if she may not be favored in the future, at least it will not be too desolate.

"Lord Bai only needs to bring the words, and you won't have to worry about anything else."

Gotcha, I touched my nose again.

Bai Xiaoyao looked at the woman with low eyebrows, the long eyelashes were like a cloud, projected on her beautiful and thin face, he was slightly stunned, knowing that she was counting him in the ranks of the culprits, he subconsciously touched his nose, with his dignified appearance, extraordinary temperament, and a century-old family background, he couldn't move her. Since then, he thought that this woman was a person who climbed the dragon and attached the phoenix, and the Son of Heaven also had some appreciation for her, and every time they met after that, Bai Xiaoyao regarded her as a harem woman. It's not that he has to be this woman, it's just that it's rare for people to burst with vanity, and they are compared to others, and they still feel a little apprehensive in their hearts.

Now, she actually firmly rejected the emperor!

But why, why, why, he suddenly felt less aggrieved?

"Don't you want to enter the palace like this?" With a sharp sound, Yin Shaorui walked in in blue, Bai Xiaoyao took back the words that came to his mouth, and Lin Fangyu also saluted.

"You go out first, I have something I want to say to Miss Lin alone." Yin Shaorui was unceremoniously teased, he was used to knowing Bai Xiaoyao's temperament, and said before he went out: "I heard that Jinyang's date cake is sweet but not greasy, you go and buy some for me." “

Bai Xiaoyao came up shamelessly: "Your Majesty, it's better to leave such a trivial matter as buying date cake to your father-in-law, for the sake of your safety, the minister must guard the ...... from the side" Receiving the stiff gaze that came over, he swallowed other words and reversed direction: "At most, the minister is waiting outside the door." "Even if you drive him ten meters away, as long as he doesn't get out of the yard, he can hear it with his downwind ears. Normally, His Majesty asks him to wait outside the door.

"Since the Bai Qing family is so upright, it is difficult for me to refuse. Go and guard the courtyard to prevent anyone from eavesdropping. ”

Burst!

Lin Fangyu almost laughed out loud, it turned out that dealing with a scoundrel like Bai Xiaoyao was a scoundrel who was even more scoundrel than him! She swept away the previous haze, and a slight smile appeared on her face, it turns out that the way to deal with a person is to know everything about dealing with it, so that you can win the game.

The room suddenly fell silent, and the creak of the door being blown could be faintly heard, and Yin Shaorui shouted violently: "Get out!" ”

But he saw that the crack in the doorway was quietly closed, leaving only a room of silence.

This is the second time Lin Fangyu has seen the emperor, and today he is wearing regular clothes, which looks less majestic than the emperor, but has a little more elegant bearing.

"The corruption case is very involved, so I decided to go out on patrol in order to find out."

Lin Fangyu wanted to kneel as usual, and Yin Shaorui waved his hand: "There are only the two of us here, you don't have to treat me as the emperor, just treat it as an ordinary family dialect." In order to show his sincerity, he didn't even call himself "I". The deep palace is excessive, Yin Shaorui has developed a careful character, even if there are guards outside the door, he still adheres to the principle of "the wall has ears", this self-proclaimed voice is not a reminder to Lin Fangyu to pay attention to the wording of his speech.

Lin Fangyu closed her eyelids and stood up, still not daring to raise her head. Weifu patrol is an excuse, the real thing should be far bigger than the corruption case, otherwise she can't think of any other reason for the emperor who has stayed well in Biandu to run in person. Or maybe it's his inability to trust Bai Xiaoyao wholeheartedly.

This thought was only in my mind for a moment, and then it was denied by Lin Fangyu. If the Son of Heaven didn't believe Bai Xiaoyao, he wouldn't let him be the supervisor of the corruption case, let alone let him be the microphone between them. That guy would never take the initiative to ask for it, Lin Fangyu was very sure of this.

"I thought you'd say yes." Yin Shaorui opened his mouth, with a hint of surprise in his voice, which showed that things were as he expected, but not to the point of anger or anger.

"The courtiers don't dare." Lin Fangyu told the truth: "The courtiers never thought of entering the palace. No matter what the past or the present, no matter what the purpose is, she has never thought about it: "The courtier just wants to make a deal with the master." ”