Chapter 49: The Pearl Covered in Dust (28)

Otherwise, why did Xia Ling feel cold as soon as he approached? And what he said should obviously care about people, but it was so cold and hard that people couldn't hear a trace of temperature. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Even the little baby cried even more fiercely from the time he appeared.

Even if you save someone's life, you don't have to be so cool, right? Xia Ling was very depressed about owing him another big favor.

Leng Aolan wrapped Xia Ling's arm tightly and then turned over immediately, put down the curtain and started to hurry, and he really called a doctor halfway.

Xia Ling was frightened and lost blood, so he was groggy on the road. waited until she arrived at the door of her house to suddenly reflect, she had never told Leng Aolan where she lived, how could he accurately send her to the door?

Could it be that Jinyiwei's intelligence network is so powerful that it knows the home address of every ordinary person in this Beijing Division?

Xia Ling was on the bed for several days before he was a little refreshed. When Xu's mother came to see her, she also specially mentioned Leng Aolan who saved her, "I didn't expect that the son I met when I was in Qiantang turned out to be the commander of Jinyiwei and the son next door." Thanks to him for saving you, what if you have a flash for me? I'm still up and down in my heart! ā€

Mother Xu spoke in such a tone towards her daughter, Xia Ling didn't think it was strange? But the son-in-law next door......

Xia Ling sat up from the bed regardless of the pain in his arm, "Mother Xu, that is not the son next door. I don't want to be a neighbor with him, not to mention that he's always cold and uncertain, and if the enemy kills us one day, won't we also suffer? Besides, whoever is normal has blue hair and green eyes, I don't want to be a neighbor with such a monster. ā€

"This girl is really sharp-toothed!" Mother Xu doted on Xia Ling's forehead, "Although this son does look ......" Mother Xu paused again, "Although his face is a little colder, he is really a top beautiful man, and he can resist the temptation, which is good for you." ā€

"Mother Xu, you can stop!" Xia Ling felt that if she didn't stop it, Xu's mother would be a matchmaker. Good for her? At the beginning, he would not have deliberately let her go to the county lord's mansion to take risks, and deliberately took the wrong road to let her run like a stupid roe deer behind her.

Xia Ling felt that Leng Aolan's strength was both good and evil, which really made her feel palpitations, this kind of person has grace and gratitude, and it is better not to have too deep a relationship.

It took her several days to accept the fact that Leng Aolan was indeed her neighbor, but that she was still the closest two in the area. But no matter what, he always saved her life again, and Xia Ling sent two girls to his house to send some valuable thank-you gifts.

But listening to those two girls, there are only a few small girls in Leng Aolan's house, and there is not even a serving girl around, what a pervert, pervert!

Xia Ling took care of the wound on the arm of the moon again before it was completely healed. She only lamented that there was no surgical suturing technology in this era, otherwise it would definitely get better faster.

Within this month, Xia Ling helped Lamei's child name Qin Sien, hoping that she could thank her and Xu's mother for their kindness and be a loving and righteous child. And Xu's mother helped Sien find a nurse again.

Although he was a neighbor with Leng Aolan, Xia Ling rarely met him. Xu's mother was interested in matching at the beginning, but later saw that the two of them were cold and the twisted melon was not sweet, so she no longer planned to do so.

About three years later, that is, when Xiao Sien was three years old, Zhu Zheng, the filial piety emperor, died at the age of 67, reigning for 29 years. Succeeded by Prince Gong Zhu Jue, called Emperor Xiaowen, Emperor Xiaowen Zhu Jue was only 28 years old this year. After serving the state funeral, Zhu Jue officially ascended the throne and succeeded to the throne.

These days, Xia Ling always faintly feels that something is going to happen. Sure enough, just when she was most upset, the new emperor's decree arrived, announcing her to the palace for an audience.

Xia Ling rewarded the eunuchs who came to read the holy decree, changed into the solemn clothes of the saint, and got into the gorgeous carriage to the palace.

Along the way, Xia Ling was thinking about how to deal with Zhu Jue, and at this time, he announced that she, a flat-headed common man, was attacking, and there must be something. Except for wanting to make her a concubine, she couldn't think of any other reason.

This Zhu Jue doesn't like her very much, I'm afraid she still doesn't worry that a person who knows so many of his secrets is not under her nose.

But Xia Ling was reluctant at the beginning, and now he is even more unwilling. It's not that she hasn't watched the palace fighting drama, and she has no intention of competing for favor, so why bother to stir up this troubled water.

In thought, the carriage had already felt the noon gate. She, like the public, is most familiar with this noon gate than one sentence: launch the noon gate beheading.

Xia Ling shuddered for a moment, and quickly lowered the curtain of the carriage window, it's not that she hasn't visited the Forbidden City, and there's nothing to see, so it's better to think about how to save her life first.

Although Xia Ling had also visited this place when she was in the last world, when she looked down at the embroidered shoes on her feet and looked up at Zhu Jue in a dragon robe, she still had a sense of time and space interlacing where she was.

She thought that when Zhu Jue first entered the palace to meet her emperor Lao Tzu, she probably felt like this!

Zhu Jue is no longer the original Prince Gong Zhu Jue, let alone the Lang Lang boy who was still worried about the high school entrance examination in the city back then, and now he is a son of heaven.

When Xia Ling knelt down in the Qianqing Palace and kowtowed to him, and then looked up at him again, he had already noticed that he was different. His face was majestic, and his body exuded a kingly temperament. With such a strong aura, it was impossible to ignore his existence at all.

Xia Ling admitted that her heart was beating a little fast at this time, maybe this was the majesty of the Heavenly Family!

Zhu Jue waved his hand to the little eunuch beside him, and the little eunuch took someone down, and there were only two of them left in the main hall of the Qianqing Palace for a while.

"Mingzhu, sit down!" Emperor Zhu Jue's voice softened a little at this time.

"The famous girl doesn't dare, the folk girl still stands and talks to the saint!" Xia Ling didn't kneel anymore, and stood up knowingly.

"Why are you so angry with me?" Zhu Jue seemed to be joking, but Xia Ling knew that this sentence was not simple.

"The Holy One is now the Ninety-Five, and he should be admired by all the people. Standing in front of the saint, the folk girl was also unconsciously impressed by your kingly demeanor. ā€

"Hahaha......"

Zhu Jue's laughter echoed in the hall, Xia Ling froze his mind, trying not to let the unconscious show timidity. Wait and see where things go.

"Now, are you impressed by my kingly demeanor?"

Xia Ling pondered the meaning of his words and the deep routines contained in his words.