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But the Celestial Hall of the Sun was as brightly lit as day. The cool breeze blew from all directions, blowing the azure veil on the main hall even more ethereal.

The palace maid came in several times to put out the lights and was driven down by Qingri, he had no intention of sleeping, and planned to sit on the lamp all night.

"Is your body so painful that you can't lie down?" A woman's cold voice came from behind her. That's right, she is the bride who has not yet been opened, that is, Minglan in the emperor's mouth.

He didn't answer her, he didn't even look at her. It is said to be air, but it is not as good as air. Good air is needed by people, and what about her?

"The wedding night is over, and you should have had enough. After all, you still have to get along with me day and night and live in this palace. I advise you to think and give me maturity! Her tone was extremely tough, perhaps because she had endured it so long that she didn't want to endure it at all.

On the wedding night, the groom fled. This is a great shame for a yellow flower girl! Could it be that his own guard is like jade, and he is not as good as those kitsch colors in the green building? What's more, she is not an ordinary person!

She is the princess of Nanmeng.

She is also the first beauty in Southern Mongolia.

What is there about her that she doesn't deserve him? What point wronged him?

She couldn't figure out why her man didn't climb into her bed on the wedding night, but instead, she climbed into the bed of the woman in the green house.

"Can you get a good look at my face?" She stepped forward, stunned in front of him. A bean-sized tear rolled down his face, with body temperature, lukewarm, salty. She was a princess from the steppe, and she was supposed to be strong and brave. But in front of him, tears fell uncontrollably. She is not learning from ordinary women to be coquettish, but her love for him swells up in her heart and tortures herself.

He suddenly felt uncomfortable, and reached out to gently wipe the tears from her face. "I've seen it."

"Am I not beautiful then?"

"Beauty."

"Then why don't you love me?" She almost blurted out, can't you give me half of your love for the girl in the Qinglou?

It's ridiculous to think that as a princess of a country, she is now reduced to falling in love with a Qinglou woman.

So the words came to his lips and swallowed them back.

"Beauty does not mean love." He raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her faintly. She is good at everything, has a noble status, outstanding appearance, talent, and cultivation. It's like a fairy from the sky descending to earth. But it's such a perfect person, but he has never moved himself at all.

It can be seen how profound love and affection are, and they are not a human face! It's like you're beautiful, but I like ugly people.

"Beauty is not the same as love? You're lying! If you weren't confused by a woman's appearance, why would you run to find the woman in the Qinglou on your wedding night? Is it to talk to them about poetry and Taoism? She grew angrier, almost with a growl.

"Does going to the Qinglou mean going to bed? Does blood on your hands mean you have to be a murderer? Is that the case for you! Is that the case for you! He snapped to his feet, his teeth gritted, and his fists clenched. Because he was a head taller than Su Heminglan, he needed to look down slightly.

"But if you don't want to love me, why ask your father?" She still doesn't understand how politicized this marriage is.

"Do you think I want to?" He yelled out this sentence that had long been accumulated in his heart.

Although my heart is comfortable, my weak body can't bear it. Before Su He Minglan could ask what was going on, he collapsed like a building. The spine, which was trampled by the sweaty BMW, finally could no longer support the whole body. This fall, I'm afraid I will be crippled in the second half of my life.

"Qingri, what's wrong with you?" Su He Minglan was stunned by the scene in front of her. I was raised in the deep boudoir when I was a child, and I had never experienced this kind of scene, so I panicked. I couldn't think of anything else except to kneel down and support him immediately.

"Don't call me Qingri, just call me Liwang." He was still struggling to say the last sentence, but the stinging pain all over his body was so painful that the corners of his mouth were already oozing blood. "Whatever you want to know, I can tell you. The reason why it's been three days since the wedding, I haven't touched you. In order to be able to return to Zhao one day. ”

Return to Zhao?! So that's what you think. However, the **** is too ruthless.

Looking at Qingri, who had passed out in his arms, oh no, he should be called Liwang. Su He Minglan had mixed feelings in her heart, saying that she hated this man, but she really hated it to the core. But what's the use of hating him? It's not that he deliberately wanted to facilitate this marriage. Now that I think about it, it turns out that my kind and loving father is so black-bellied, I really never expected it!

Did you sacrifice your daughter's happiness for politics and your country? Was this deal so good in the eyes of my father? But dear father, you didn't expect that the decision was in the hands of me, Su Heminglan, right now. You know, it's easy to take the opportunity to kill him. So how carefully you have maintained the relationship between the two countries, won't it fall apart in an instant?

Hahaha, just thinking about it makes me feel so happy, so enjoyable. At this moment, Su He Minglan felt that she suddenly had a very magical ability, which was able to dominate the fate of all beings and the fate of two countries!

The thrill of that power rushed to her brain. It turns out that there is another thing in this world that is more enjoyable than love than men!

Perhaps it was at this moment that Su He Minglan really understood what she wanted. Perhaps it was at this moment that she grew up and changed. She very rationally retracted the hand that was about to cover Liwang's mouth and nose. Then there was a heart-rending shout, "Someone! ”

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In order for his younger brother to recover as soon as possible, the emperor spared no expense to hire a miracle doctor - Zhuang Gongzi.

This Zhuang Gongzi is a master who lives in seclusion in the mountains all the year round. If it weren't for King Qi's secret instruction to him to cure King Li, I'm afraid that even if the emperor studied Liu Guan and Zhang Sangu Thatched House, he wouldn't be able to invite him. Of course, as for why King Qi has such great ability, and what is the complicated relationship between Zhuang Gongzi and King Qi, I won't go into detail here.

In short, under the careful care of Zhuang Gongzi, Liwang's health gradually improved.

Compared to the tragic fate of being disabled for life, it is a blessing of God to be able to barely walk around on crutches now.

But despite this, he was not happy. Because of this accident, he didn't even step out of the palace for half a month, let alone go to Zuichun Tower to see Chi'er. Hey, I don't know if Chi'er will be frightened. And Cher, are you doing well?

Of course not!

By the time he realized this and called someone to pack a silver tael and send it to Zuichun Building, it was actually too late.

The bustard had already driven Cher out of the small garden and rearranged her room in the same room as the other pick-up girls. Although Chi'er still followed her, the days were getting more and more difficult. You know, who would hire a cook for such a prostitute who doesn't make money? Dream on.

Anyway, the purpose of the bustard is to take money as the starting point, since Chi'er doesn't have to be your own cook, then simply do the errands of the entire Zuichun Building.

For example, if a girl wants to buy rouge gouache, or if a girl wants to eat fruit pineapple, they will all be handed over to Chi'er. If it's done well, just praise it perfunctorily, it's not good, and you'll have dinner at all.

But fortunately, Chi'er can endure her temperament and endure hardships in order to become a master. Besides, in fact, Qinglou has the advantage of Qinglou, that is, you don't have to spend a penny here, you can learn all kinds of fox skills.

But for another woman, she had to wash her face with tears almost all day long.

Because Liwang no longer came to see her, and there was no news. Xue'er hasn't paid a penny to the bustard for half a month, and the bustard naturally doesn't like her. She herself was not in a good mood, she hid in her room all day and cried, and she became thinner.

But even though she was already miserable, there were still people who did good things, and she had to be even more miserable.

"Yo yo, Sister Xue'er has no guests today?" A young prostitute who lives next door to her has just sent off a middle-aged man with a meaty face and buckteeth. I handed over a piece of money to the bustard, and kept a copy for myself. I took down the sign I hung at the door of the room, indicating that I would not accept customers today. (I have to say that the management of Zuichun Building is still very humane, as long as the money is earned enough that day, you can no longer accept customers.) ）

With this leisure time, you can happily chew the root of your tongue.

The prostitute named Xiangdie took out a box of eighty or ninety percent new rouge from the room, "This is the new rouge from Baohezhai, I just used a little bit, hey, I'll give it to you." Sister, you have to bother to dress up yourself, otherwise a man won't even call your name, and your mother can show you a good face? ”

Xue'er politely declined Huaidie's kindness. "No need."

"Do you still have to wait for the prince to come back?" Xiangdie rolled her eyes, heh, they all looked like ghosts. What else do you want to put in front of our sisters? Hmph, I'm not used to seeing your fake and tall appearance for a long time. Isn't it just luck to climb up to the prince? What's the big deal, do you still want to pretend to be innocent in front of our sisters!

It is also the rotation of feng shui, and the way of heaven is good reincarnation. I've got a chance to play you this time.