Looking at Chu Xingyue, who was puffing up, Zhao Ling felt like he had seen a little hedgehog who was fighting spirit, puffing out two round cheeks, staring at the bright black eyes, and sprinkling evil fire at him with full aura.

Thinking of the apprehension in my heart when I walked all the way, I didn't know how to explain the hardships to her, at this moment, when I saw her puffing out, it all dissipated.

Yes, she in front of her is Chu Bingyue, she is smart, cunning and quick-witted, even if she encounters someone with a vicious heart, she has a way to avoid it carefully.

He should believe in her, and believe that with her strength, she will be able to dodge those open guns and hidden arrows, conspiracies, and tricks.

Zhao Ling walked in from the door step by step, looking at Chu Xingyue, who turned his head and refused to look at him, for the first time he felt that this cunning little woman like a fox was really able to kill him when she became childish.

Even the angry appearance is so cute.

Zhao Ling opened her mouth, and just as she was about to take the initiative to talk to her, Chu Xingyue called Chun Xing beside her: "There are nasty people here, let's go." ”

Chunxing was caught between the prince and the young lady, looking at the young lady who was obviously vindictive, and then at the prince who clearly wanted to reconcile with the young lady; After several struggles, the decision was finally made.

"Miss, the slave maid stewed white fungus lotus seed soup in the kitchen, so let's take a look and see if it's okay."

As he spoke, Chun Xing smeared oil on the soles of her feet and immediately slipped away.

Chu Xingyue looked at Chun Xing, who had left her alone like this, in surprise, and stomped her feet in anger; Stinky girl, she really raised her for nothing, and she will turn her elbows outward more and more.

Raising his eyes and glancing at Zhao Ling's smug expression, Chu Xingyue felt that this guy must be laughing at himself in his heart; In anger, you have to go by yourself.

But as soon as she moved away, she was grabbed by Zhao Ling's wrist.

"Let go!" Chu Xingyue said coldly.

How could Zhao Ling not know that the little woman in front of him was making him childish, and asked him to let go at this time, how could it be.

So, I saw that he pulled Chu Xingyue into his arms with a hard pull, hugged her tightly from behind, rested his head intimately on her neck socket that exuded a faint fragrance, sniffed the fragrance on her body greedily, and sighed comfortably.

"This king won't let go, Yue'er, this king won't let go of your hand in this life."

Chu Xingyue really felt that Zhao Ling's head was kicked by a donkey, didn't he see that she was angry? But this guy actually chose this time to confess to her.

However, the heart is quite beautiful.

Chu Xingyue didn't want to give him a good face so quickly, so she deliberately bluffed her face and slapped him on the arm.

"Who let you hold hands for a lifetime, you guy, you have such a bad temper, and you bully me at every turn, I will definitely find a way to get rid of you."

Hearing Chu Xingyue say such things before, Zhao Ling might regard it as a little girl's joke, but after last night's incident, Zhao Ling knew that she had never taken a fancy to the position of Princess Ling, who was the most expensive in the eyes of others, so what she said about leaving was never a joke with him.

As long as he thought that he would never see such a vivid person as her from now on, Zhao Ling felt as if his heart was being grabbed fiercely, and even breathing became a luxury.

No! He couldn't let her leave him, she was his princess, and she was to be by his side forever.

Zhao Ling looked nervous and helped Chu Xingyue's shoulders to straighten her up, looked at her eyes like autumn water, and said, "In the future, you are not allowed to say anything about leaving this king, otherwise, this king will lock you up with iron chains." ”

Chu Xingyue didn't expect Zhao Ling to have such a big reaction, although his face was as usual, but his eyes were extremely serious.

This man is really domineering.

However, in the face of his domineering, she felt a faint sense of satisfaction in her heart.

When he said this, could she think that he already cared about her and was reluctant to let her go?

Chu Xingyue glanced at Zhao Ling, who was so domineering that it was unreasonable: "How can there be a person like you, who will do it when he is unhappy, and if he wants others to stay by your side, he will be locked with iron chains, with your character, you will not scare people away." ”

"It doesn't matter if others will run this king, as long as you don't run this king, you will be satisfied." As he spoke, Zhao Ling lowered his head and kissed Chu Xingyue lightly on the lips.

Then, he took her hand and sat on the chair in the flower room, looked at the house full of rare flowers and plants, and said, "I didn't expect you to run to this place, you know?" Every flower and grass here was planted by my mother. ”

It was the first time that Chu Xingyue had heard from Zhao Ling about his mother, and she knew more or less about his biological mother.

I heard that her mother-in-law, who has never met before, is surnamed Yang, and her single name is a rui; As the name suggests, she is an extremely beautiful woman, and her character is also truly soft, but it is a pity that after being a criminal minister, she has become an official since she was a child because of her family's involvement.

Because of his outstanding appearance, he was favored by Emperor Showa and was finally brought into the palace.

The inner courtyard of the deep palace, carved dragons and painted buildings, in the eyes of outsiders, is the most comfortable and enjoyable nest in the world, but only those who are in it will know; The high walls of the courtyard here are cages, and all the delicate and beautiful things are shackles, and in the dead of night, only the cold moonlight and difficult time flow through your fingers.

Yang Rui, as a lowly official, although he was favored by the emperor, was still struggling in the harem, and it was not until three years later that he gave birth to the prince and was given a concubine.

I thought it would be bitter, but after giving birth, Yang Rui's body was extremely weak for a while, and finally died after suffering for half a year.

At that time, Zhao Ling was still in infancy, and he couldn't even babble, so he had already lost his biological mother.

Although Chu Xingyue has never experienced harem life, she has watched a lot of TV series in modern society, and she can guess how miserable Zhao Ling's childhood would have been without her mother's protection and her father's love.

Perhaps it was precisely because of his childhood experience that he developed a silent and cold character.

He has never felt the love of others since he was a child, how can he love others.

Noticing Chu Xingyue's caring and pitiful looks, Zhao Ling chuckled and grabbed her hand and said, "Don't look at me Yue'er with such eyes, this king is now past the age of crying and wanting to hug his mother; This flower room was left by the father and the emperor for the mother and concubine, perhaps because he felt that he owed our mother and son, so he asked someone to keep this small courtyard and this flower room. ”

Chu Xingyue then remembered what Zhou Yanran had said to her, saying that as long as Zhao Ling came to the Hunting Palace, he would definitely live here.

I still remember that when she first came to the Hunting Palace, she was surprised that with his status, he could live in a smaller palace in the Hunting Palace, and there was no reason to live in this small courtyard in the southwest corner.

Yushengju must have been the small courtyard where Zhao Ling's biological mother, Concubine Yang, lived in the past, and in order to miss his mother, Zhao Ling would live here whenever he came here.

I really can't see that Zhao Ling looks cold, but he is actually a cold-hearted and enthusiastic person.

"Yue'er, this king was born in the palace since he was a child, and since I began to be sensible, what I learned the most was not the Four Books and Five Classics, nor the Art of War and tactics, but people's hearts and conspiracies."

Zhao Ling's eyes lit up with disgust, and he said, "When this king was very young, he often saw some palace people who were fine the day before, but the next day, they would turn into a cold corpse, or be salvaged from a well or a pond; These are all good, and the most serious one will end up with no bones and ashes. Because he has seen too many such things, this king never trusts anyone, and he never accepts things from others easily. ”

"You know, it's not about indifference, it's about self-preservation." Zhao Ling gently stroked Chu Xingyue's hair, looked at her moving eyebrows, and spoke in a gentle and calm tone.

Chu Xingyue was not stupid, and immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Ling's words: "You mean, can't I accept the bracelet sent by Zhou Guifei?" ”

When it came to Zhou Yanran, Zhao Ling's mood was obviously gloomy: "You can accept it, but don't touch it." ”

This is strange, Zhao Ling is telling her that Zhou Yanran is very problematic?

Looking at Chu Xingyue, who was smart and smart, Zhao Ling held her in his arms with satisfaction, let her sit comfortably on his lap, and patiently told her.

"Yue'er, you are from Qingzhou, Qingzhou Jingbei Houfu Zhongjun is strict, clean and clear, so your heart never hides dirty, but if you are frank and unrestrained, it does not mean that others will be like you; Although Zhou Yanran is not a few years different from you, if that woman has no wrists, how can she become her father's favorite concubine within a year, and even the queen can't take away a point from her limelight. ”

"It seems that this woman is really not a good stubble." Chu Xingyue muttered.

Zhao Ling said: "Yes, so this king didn't mean to rob you of anything, nor did he deliberately make you angry, Yue'er, you are the person this king cares about, this king hopes that you can be safe, don't be harmed by others again, leave this king." ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Ling grabbed Chu Xingyue's hand; There was a pain similar to an injury in his bright eyes, and there was a trace of regret that even Chu Xingyue couldn't understand.

Zhao Ling was nervous about her, she could understand it, but why she always felt that when Zhao Ling watched her say this, it seemed like she was saying it to another person through her.

Even the inexplicable sense of guilt in his eyes made her feel that this emotion was not directed at her.

Could it be that Zhao Ling had suffered some injuries before? Moreover, this injury still comes from Zhou Yanran?

"Zhao Ling, can I ask you a question?" Chu Xingyue asked tentatively, holding his good-looking face with both hands, and looked at him seriously.

Zhao Lingjiao touched Chu Xingyue's face, and there was a soft color between his eyebrows: "You said, as long as this king knows, he will tell you." ”

"What was the relationship between you and Zhou Yanran before? You don't like her so much because she makes you sad? ”