Chapter 107: The Little Lord in the Horns

The emperor put aside the imperial pen, put away the stacks of pieces, looked at Yingyun squarely, and asked, "Do you really want me to turn over the brand?" ”

"Hmm." Ying Yun nodded lightly and said, "The concubine still feels ashamed when she thinks of her behavior when she patrols Haining in the south. As a queen, a concubine must have a big belly and tolerate people. What's more, there are many concubines in the palace, and the emperor can't keep snubbing them. ”

The emperor almost looked at her differently, and even wondered if standing in front of him at this moment was the empress he knew?

Ying Yun walked behind the emperor, slapped his shoulders for him, and said softly: "However, the emperor favors the concubines, and the concubines are always a little uncomfortable. Therefore, the concubine has a request, hoping that the emperor will grant it. ”

The emperor's eyes focused on her, and sure enough, there was a turn, and he knew that there was no such cheap thing.

"Tell me, what do you want?" The Emperor sat there for a long time, to see what tricks she had.

Yingyun's little fist became more and more diligent, bent over to his ear, and said, "Your Majesty, you will agree first, and when you turn over the brand, you will naturally know what the concubine wants." ”

It was rare for her to ask for him, and to be so courteous, the emperor enjoyed instructing her to knock on her back and pinch her shoulders, but said with doubts on his face: "If I turn over the brand, and the queen wants me to pick the stars and moon in the sky, how can I do it?" ”

Ying Yun shook his shoulder lightly and said coquettishly: "No, don't worry, your majesty, this matter is insignificant to the emperor." The concubine just wants the emperor to be a favor and let the concubine's jealous little heart have a comfort. Your Majesty, you just flop the cards. ”

The emperor thought about it, she was too weird, there must be a demon when something went wrong, and she had to observe this matter again.

Seeing that he hesitated, Ying Yun withdrew her hands and said angrily: "If the emperor doesn't allow it, the concubine will go back to Yikun Palace." ”

The emperor is really speechless, she is still threatened? It is unheard of for a queen to force the emperor to turn over the brand.

"All right," said the Emperor, taking her by the hand and telling her to stay, "I promise you." ”

Ying Yun immediately raised a smile, and beckoned Wu Ying, who was in the respectful room, to quickly bring the meal card over, and instigated the emperor to turn over the card.

Wu Ying, who had been kneeling for a long time, stood up suddenly, his legs were a little numb, and he walked to the emperor tremblingly, and held up the meal card to the emperor to choose.

"Then I chose it?" The Emperor still confirmed it to her.

Yingyun almost ran away, what do you say, let you choose, what do you do? But there was still a gentle smile on his face, and he nodded slightly, signaling him not to worry.

The emperor's slender fingers lightly touched the list of meal cards, but Yu Guang always paid attention to the subtle expression changes on Ying Yun's face, expecting, delighted, and frowning, which seemed to have a lot to do with which concubine he chose.

At this moment, the emperor also wanted to know in his heart, what kind of medicine was sold in her gourd? He deliberately wandered around several main positions such as Concubine Ling, Concubine Yi, and Concubine Ying, but in the end, he turned over a little-known Suo Luo Ning Ping in the last row, and Ning Chang was there!

Rather always there? Which little lord in the horn is this?

Ying Yun tried to recall, the name was a little familiar, as if she was the show girl she chose for the emperor, and she was still unknown in a corner of the harem.

How could the emperor choose her?

That's not the point, though.

The point is that when the emperor saw the few small words written on the back of the meal card, the shadow on his face was like a dark cloud on a summer day, coming so quickly, as if a thunderstorm was about to break out.