"The emperor lives in his heart Sister Le Chan, he likes you and me, but he just doesn't want to admit it."

Zhang Ru was slightly moved, and lifted the pen on the stone table, "Why?" ”

Ying'er said with a smile: "The emperor is probably the most dedicated man in this world, if it weren't for the queen mother, the emperor would not even marry me!" But as long as the emperor marries you, you will know that the emperor is good. The emperor's heart door has always been locked, only Sister Le Chan is inside, you, I want to knock on the door and enter, it's not easy. But as long as he enters, the emperor will take care of his heart wholeheartedly. ”

"Sister Ying'er, you must have already gone in."

A slight smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Zhang Ru's mouth, like the warm sun that appeared after the snow.

When Ying'er saw these words, her pretty face couldn't help but show a little shyness.

She probably really walked into the emperor's heart, right?

Thinking of the emperor's care for herself these days, Ying'er only felt that her whole heart was sweet.

Maybe she has never been able to replace Le Chan's position in Zhao Dongting's heart, but Zhao Dongting's care for her has made her satisfied.

This is Ying'er, who never asks too much for Ying'er. And people like her are often the most relaxed and the most likable.

Zhang Ru wrote on the paper again: "What should my sister do now?" ”

Ying'er smiled and said, "Don't worry, the emperor won't blame you." As for the Queen Mother, after a while, she will forget about it, and the Queen Mother is very generous. ”

Zhang Ru was silent.

Ying'er suddenly realized something, "You Nizi, I'm afraid you really want to marry the emperor, right?" ”

She leaned into Zhang Ru's ear, "Sister, be relieved, you are living in the emperor's bedroom, and serving the emperor is just a matter of time or time." ”

She smiled playfully.

Zhang Ruqiao's face instantly turned red like sunset, and she lowered her head. She really never thought that she would marry anyone else in this life.

After that, the courtyard kept thinking of Ying'er's low laughter like silver bells.

Zhang Ru couldn't speak, and she could only be teased by her.

Gradually, her pretty face was buried in her chest.

She is unemployed, how can she withstand the jokes of Ying'er, who has already tasted the clouds and rain?

The feast in the main hall dispersed.

Concubine Yang Shu huffed and returned to her bedroom.

Zhao Dongting took Zhang Jue to his dormitory with some apologies.

He was really embarrassed about this. However, he couldn't blame Yang Shufei.

Not to mention that Yang Shufei is her mother, even if she is not, she is also thinking about herself, isn't she?

He apologized to Zhang Jue, but Zhang Jue didn't dare to bear it.

When they arrived at the door of the dormitory, the two saw Ying'er and Zhang Ru who were talking inside. Of course, it must be Ying'er who speaks.

Zhao Dongting deliberately coughed lightly.

Ying'er and Zhang Ru looked at each other, and Ying'er quietly nodded at Zhang Jue.

But Zhao Dongting, this guy really doesn't have eyesight.

He took Zhang Jue to the two women, glanced at Zhang Ru with some apologies, and then said: "If Miss Zhang Ru is unwilling to continue to stay in the palace, it doesn't hurt to go to the mansion with Master Zhang to live." The Queen Mother's side, let me say. ”

This made Ying'er secretly stomp her feet.

Why is the emperor so unwise in the affairs of men and women!

Zhang Ruqiao's face changed slightly.

Zhang Jue sighed, "Ru'er, do you want to live in the mansion with your grandfather?" ”

In the past, he was fighting on the march outside, so he had to entrust Zhang Ru to the palace. Now that the war has stopped, there should be no more war in a short period of time, and he was also given a mansion on Qianjie Street, so it is reasonable to take Zhang Ru back.

Ying'er didn't care about etiquette, so she hurriedly got up and pulled Zhao Dongting to the side, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?" ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Dongting was a little puzzled.

Ying'er said softly: "Didn't you hurt Sister Zhang Ru's heart enough?" ”

Zhao Dongting's eyes were even more dazed.

Ying'er was also helpless, crying and laughing, and said: "You said that in the hall, it already hurt Sister Zhang Ru's heart, and now you even ask her if she wants to go back." You don't want to think about it, if Sister Zhang Ru doesn't want to stay in the palace, why don't you propose to go back to Lord Zhang's mansion to live? ”

As she spoke, she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Zhao Dongting, "It's just that the emperor is willing to push out such a stunning beauty as Sister Zhang Ru." ”

Her style at this moment made Zhao Dongting's heart move slightly.

Ying'er is gentle and virtuous, and she really hasn't shown such a smart appearance.

This almost made Zhao Dongting want to carry Ying'er to the bedroom immediately.

He really has feelings for Ying'er.

And two people who often have feelings, with a smile and a smile, are very easy to pull each other's heartstrings.

Isn't that what is the matter in the depths of love......

Ying'er also seemed to see that something was wrong in Zhao Dongting's eyes, her pretty face was ruddy, and she lowered her head slightly.

Zhao Dongting suppressed the desire in his heart, looked back at Zhang Ru and Zhang Jue's father and daughter, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Zhang Ru likes herself?

Zhao Dongting really didn't dare to think about it before.

Zhang Ru was born too beautifully, as if she didn't eat the fireworks of the world. Zhao Dongting naturally regarded her as the existence of the goddess of Wushan in his heart, and this kind of existence must not favor any man.

Isn't a woman who isn't a fireworks in the world still talking about love?

In a trance, Zhao Dongting remembered a sentence he had seen in his previous life, "The goddesses you think cannot be blasphemed may be existences that others are tired of." ”

It's a rough remark, and it seems to make sense now.

It's a human being, so it's hard to escape the word love.

Zhao Dongting figured this out, as if he was walking on the street and was hit in the head by money.

Women will secretly rejoice that excellent men like them, in fact, men are the same.

Zhao Dongting is also not exempt from vulgarity, he can be liked by a stunning person like Zhang Ru, which man can not be proud?

It's just that let him go back now and say that Zhang Ru should not go back?

Zhao Dongting obviously can't do this.

First of all, he still lives in Le Chan in his heart, and habitually rejects himself from liking other women.

To put it bluntly, he just doesn't want to admit that he actually has a good impression of Zhang Ru.

In modern times, this is called the heart of the flower. Zhao Dongting grew up in the countryside and was intellectually repulsed by this.

And his current good impression of Zhang Ru is obviously not enough to suppress this reason.

Besides, he was too embarrassed to say it again. After all, I just asked Zhang Ru if she wanted to go to Zhang Jue's mansion to live!

Fortunately, Ying'er is still here.

She saw that Zhao Dongting was silent, smiled and walked towards Zhang Ru again, and whispered in Zhang Ru's ear: "Sister, whether you can open the emperor's heart depends on yourself." ”

This is the difference between ancient women and modern women.

In modern times, how many women would push other women into their husbands' arms?

It's pretty much the same.

Zhang Ru bit her red lip lightly, lowered her head slightly, and her eyes hesitated and struggled.

If she says to stay in the palace, won't it be equivalent to saying that she likes the emperor?

She is weak and inferior, and it is really difficult to say such words.

Ying'er was a little anxious, and said: "If you leave the palace, it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future, do you still plan to marry other men?" ”

These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, directly splitting Zhang Ru's heart.

Just thinking about marrying other men, she felt an inexplicable rejection in her heart.

After all, who knows what kind of man he will marry in the future?

People are always more receptive to familiar people and things.

At this moment, Zhang Ru mustered up a rare courage, raised her head and wrote on the paper: "Ru'er wants to stay in the palace and continue to accompany Sister Ying'er." ”

After writing this, she lowered her head again because she was shy.

Zhang Jue saw the words on the paper, stroked his beard, and smiled.

Of course, he is still happy to see Zhang Ru and Zhao Dongting tie the knot. After all, ordinary people can't look down on him.

The emperor is wise and martial, he is a dragon among people, and his granddaughter, who has fallen into the beauty of the country, looks like he is really a golden boy and a jade girl!

Zhang Jue agreed to this before, but later he was no longer enthusiastic, in fact, because he asked Zhang Ru what he meant.

At that time, Zhang Ru didn't know much about Zhao Dongting, so he was naturally a little repulsed by this matter.

Now, it seems like everything is fine.

Zhang Jue looked at Zhao Dongting and said, "Your Majesty, Ru'er will ask you to take care of it in the future." ”

After speaking, he didn't give Zhao Dongting a chance to answer, but walked straight to the outside of the courtyard, as if he wanted to stuff Zhang Ru here.

Zhao Dongting walked to the stone table in a daze, and almost scratched his ears and cheeks when he saw the words on the paper.

It's over the calf.

Zhang Ru stays here, will she become a concubine in the future?

Zhao Dongting is now fighting fiercely in his heart, and the two voices are constantly ringing, accepting and not accepting.

In fact, his hesitation and struggle are already the answer.

If he didn't have a good impression of Zhang Ru, how could he struggle? How could you have been silent just now?

It's a pity that the bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused. If Zhao Dongting wants to completely recognize his heart, I am afraid that it will take a process.

In other words, he still needs some opportunities to completely put aside the ideological imprisonment brought by his previous life and calmly accept his flowery heart.

And that very night, the opportunity came.

The night was thick, Zhao Dongting finished the recital and lay down on the bed.

"The Emperor's ......"

Ying'er opened her red lips and was about to speak, but was blocked by Zhao Dongting's big mouth.

The subsequent process is self-evident.

When the clouds and rain first stopped, Ying'er shrunk into Zhao Dongting's arms with a flushed face, and then found a chance to speak, "Your Majesty, do you still plan to treat Sister Zhang Ru like you did to me?" ”

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