Chapter 53: The face is abominable
Looking at the burning heat in Zhao Ling's eyes, Chu Xingyue knew that she couldn't hide this time, and lowered her head shyly, which was regarded as acquiescing to what he wanted.
In the end, when she was groggy, a thought floated out of her mind.
She couldn't understand how she could agree to this shameless guy treating her like this for the sake of a pet.
In the end, Chu Xingyue was carried back to the bedroom by Zhao Ling, and he didn't even know when he left.
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Zhao Ling walked for a while, and Chu Xingyue, who had been confused for an afternoon, could come back to his senses.
Looking at the little fox that was placed in the cage, Chu Xingyue remembered what Mukcha said to Zhuo Lang with an aggrieved face on the hunting ground that day.
She remembered that Mukcha had a great prejudice against Zhao Ling, in addition to Zhao Ling snatching his bear blind man, another reason was that Zhao Ling also snatched a fox from him.
Could it be that the fox that Mukcha was talking about was the one given to her by Zhao Ling?
Was it from the beginning, when he saw the fox, he thought that she might like it, so, even at the risk of offending the Northern Mongols, he snatched the fox from Mukcha's hands, just to make her happy?
Thinking that the man who always showed off his cold eyebrows and cold eyes would actually spend such careful thought to please himself, to be honest, Chu Xingyue felt that his self-esteem was greatly satisfied.
As a woman, how can you not like to be liked and pursued by excellent men?
It's just that the man who is attacking her right now is Zhao Ling, a man from a different world than her, a man whose status is so noble that she wants to escape.
Chu Xingyue turned over lightly on the bed, and her soft and gentle voice carried a hint of helplessness: "Zhao Ling, if you weren't the prince, how good it would be." β
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After Zhao Ling left the Yusheng Residence, he walked towards the Yangde Hall where Emperor Showa temporarily rested.
Although Emperor Showa came to the hunting palace for relaxation, even if he indulged himself, he couldn't forget the responsibility on his body.
Therefore, even if you are in the hunting palace, there will still be 800 miles of expedited fast horses every day to send the Chaozhong Song for instructions, and the place where it is sent is the Yangde Hall that was temporarily used by Emperor Showa to deal with government affairs.
Zhao Ling walked slowly along the path paved with bluestone slabs towards the Yangde Palace, casually pinching a dog's tail grass in his hand and playing around, the corners of his mouth were hooked upward, his expression was thoughtful, and he looked like he was in his own thoughts.
I don't know what he's thinking, there is a faint softness between his eyebrows and eyes, and the anger that he always carried on his body in the past has also dissipated.
What is certain is that he is in a good mood today; It's a pity that there are people in this world who are not interesting, and they will always jump out from time to time and stab other people's hearts.
Looking at Zhou Yanran, who was standing on the road to the Yangde Palace, it was impossible for Zhao Ling to be an air even if he wanted to be her.
Just when he was hesitating to bypass her as usual, Zhou Yanran walked over first and took the initiative to greet her: "What a coincidence, His Royal Highness King Ling." β
Zhao Ling put away the softness on his face, and when he looked at Zhou Yanran again, he returned to his cold and indifferent appearance in the past: "Say hello to the noble concubine." β
Zhou Yanran's little hand hidden under the gorgeous palace dress tightened gently with Zhao Ling's words, and the smile on her face remained unchanged: "Is the prince here to see the emperor?" β
"This king has been instructed to deal with the departure of the Northern Mongolian mission, and the task has been completed, and he has come to reply to the order." After speaking, Zhao Ling didn't squint, and was about to leave directly along the path.
Zhou Yanran looked at Zhao Ling's tall and upright figure, seeing that he was going to go away again, and he didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Lord Wang, I went to see Princess Ling in this palace today." β
Zhao Ling, who was already about to leave, suddenly paused, and slowly turned to look at Zhou Yanran, who had caught up.
Zhou Yanran's beautiful face was painted with extremely delicate makeup, and when she saw Zhao Ling looking back at her, her eyes showed joy: "Princess Ling is smart and Huida, and this palace likes it very much." β
Zhao Ling was silent, and a pair of dark eyes looked straight at Zhou Yanran, who was smiling in front of him, as if he wanted to see through all her disguises with his eyes and penetrate the depths of her soul.
Zhou Yanran was a little uncomfortable by Zhao Ling's sharp and direct eyes, pulled her sleeves, barely maintained a decent smile on her face, and continued: "This palace and Princess Ling hit it off at first sight, and if there is a chance in the future, I will also ask the prince to bring the princess to visit the palace in the palace; In any case, this palace used to be an old acquaintance with the prince, and it was okay to move around a lot. β
Zhao Ling continued to look at Zhou Yanran silently, her deep pupils were as black as ink.
For some reason, being stared at by Zhao Ling like this, Zhou Yanran felt that she was about to be deprived of her breath, she reached out and touched her face, and the smile on her face began to stiffen: "You, why are you looking at me like this?" β
Zhao Ling took a deep breath and finally spoke: "Finished?" β
The corners of Zhou Yanran's eyes jumped, and her beautiful cheeks were slightly white, as if she didn't expect to wait for him to speak again, but what she was waiting for was such a cold three words.
"When it's over, it's time for this king to speak."
Zhao Ling's gaze fell straight on Zhou Yanran's face, which was obviously trying to maintain a smirk, and stopped for a moment.
"Concubine Zhou, you are busy, it is better to rarely see this princess in the future, Yue'er has an informal personality, she doesn't know anything about the red tape in the palace, if you are led to see you, I am afraid that you will collide with the concubine; So whether it's for Yue'er or for the concubine, this king thinks it's better if you two don't see each other. β
Zhou Yanran didn't expect Zhao Ling to refuse so simply, this was the first time she took the initiative to talk to him since she entered the palace.
She had been looking forward to this scene for two whole years.
Unexpectedly, I was looking forward to it, but what I was looking forward to was his cold words and indifference.
Could it be that Qingzhou girl won his heart so much, let him protect him so carefully, even she had to guard against it?
"Lord Wang, why do you say such unseemly things, you also know the character of this palace, this palace is not one who cares about the rules, I just ......"
"Didn't the concubine understand what the king said?"
Zhao Ling's eyes were cold, and he interrupted Zhou Yanran, "It seems that this king overestimated the concubine Niangniang, but I didn't expect that after the concubine Niangniang entered the palace, she was a lot more dull and naΓ―ve; In that case, then the king might as well make his words clearer. β
Zhao Ling's voice was faint: "This king doesn't want Zhou Guifei to get close to this king's wife, so do you understand?" β
Zhou Yanran's face turned pale in an instant, she actually heard him call other women 'wife'?
Could it be that Qingzhou girl really occupies such an important position in his heart? For the sake of Qingzhou girl, he even treated her indifferently?
Zhou Yanran couldn't bear all this, and her eyes just wanted to burst out of her dissatisfaction with Chu Xingyue, but after noticing Zhao Ling, she immediately stabilized her emotions and tried her best to be calm and generous.
"Lord, did the princess say anything to you?" Zhou Yanran looked aggrieved: "It must be that the palace rashly disturbed the princess, it made her unhappy, it doesn't matter, when I return to Beijing in the future, the palace will find a way to ask her out to explain clearly." β
Looking at the weak posture between Zhou Yanran's eyebrows and eyes, Zhao Ling almost pierced his nails into his palms.
Before, he was blinded by her weak posture, which killed the person in his heart.
It's just that I didn't expect that time has passed, and after so many years, she still dares to play such a clumsy acting skill in front of him?!
In front of her, for some reason, Chu Xingyue's frank and bright smile suddenly appeared, compared to her, everything about Zhou Yanran would only look more hateful.