It was a little awkward for the two sides to meet again. After all, this is not the previous meeting, nor is it the worship of the day.

Bu Jinghong didn't say a reason for a long time, just sat there. It was Qingluan who seized the initiative and took the lead in speaking. "What are you doing here?"

"Here you go." He took out a delicate-looking box and asked Ang Lee next to him to hand it over.

"The old national teacher asked someone to send it to me, saying that I wanted me to bring it to you."

"You have news of him?" Qingluan's face did not change much, and his heart did fluctuate a lot. He... Knowing that he had ascended the throne and killed someone. Also, it's been so long, I'm afraid that the news of this change has spread outside the customs, how can I not know?

Why didn't he come in person? You still don't want to see yourself, do you?

"No news, he sent someone to deliver this last night. I asked him and he seemed to be doing well. I just don't know where. ”

"Thank you." Qingluan glanced at him and motioned for Li An to take him down to reward.

"No need, you just don't have to trouble me in the future."

Qingluan held the box and hurried back to his palace. This thing, he wanted to look at it secretly.

Shielded from all sides, he sat on the bed, stroking the box. This is a treasure, a treasure from him.

The box contains a peace jade lock engraved with the word Fu, which looks small but fine. There are also two small characters engraved below the word Fu, Qingluan. The carvings of the Nine Dragons on the lock surface are lifelike, intertwined and constructed to form a picture.

Several letters were also written under the lock, the first of which was that the box and lock were given to him, that he had personally made them, and that he had given him a reward for winning the battle.

There are two more, one of which reads:

"The gentleman is not comparable, harmonious but different. Frank, Thai but not arrogant!

Gentleman Huaide, Huai Punishment. Yu is righteous, seek yourself, the beauty of adults!

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement. The terrain is kun, and the gentleman carries things with virtue!

If the news is not right, how can the people's hearts be smooth? The world is not right, and the etiquette is difficult to practice. Public opinion and rumors, the important affairs of the country, can be the beauty of adults, can also destroy the reputation of people, and can even be a teacher of attacking the heart. "Is this to make yourself a Mingjun? Don't you blame yourself?

There is also a letter with four words, "Very good, don't read it", how can you not read it? Who is he doing this for? He could have walked away without sitting in this position. He ran far, fast, and easy!

After reading these things, Qingluan couldn't go up or down in one breath. If you don't come to educate yourself, just write a letter and send it away. Isn't it really important to yourself?

Angry, he still carefully touched the lock, he typed it himself, and the words were engraved by himself. It's his, it's Qingluan's. He liked it so much that he lowered his head and kissed it, as if he were kissing the hand of the man he had been thinking about all day and night. Full of piety, respect, love.

He put the lock around his neck. It stands to reason that the emperor is the true dragon son of heaven, and he can't wear a lock, and the lock dragon is a bond. But he is willing to let the national teacher become a shackle, and he is willing to let himself be locked up by him. At least he locked him up.

Just want to be his imprisoned dragon.

The lock was attached to his heart while he was lying. Warm like that person.

Maybe it was when he went with him that he was destined to be in this situation, and his heart may only be touched, fettered, and shackled by that one person in this life. One life for one.

His mother was buried in the cold palace for the rest of her life. He also locked himself in this imperial palace for one person. As for whether it is for a lifetime, he doesn't want to be and will never be!

Those who are incapable will be at the mercy of fate. And he, even if he is incapable, he will not let fate easily manipulate him.

"Ang Lee......"

"The minions are here."

Qingluan whispered a few words to Li An, and Li An seemed to have received some orders and hurried down.

He holds these letters, to be a Ming Jun? He doesn't want to, or the tyrant is comfortable, not to mention, don't all of them default to him as a tyrant?

Why do these things for those people anymore? Besides, whether a king did well or not was not something that people at that time could judge, right? The national teacher himself said that the good and bad of the king are all left to history and future generations to write.

He carefully placed the box under the pillow, so that even if it looked obvious, the people who came to clean it would not touch it.

I'm in a good mood, it's not fun to go to the harem and look for those people! In this harem, because Qingluan had killed the princes and princesses before, only some of the concubines of the former emperor and the queen remained.

There are a lot of fresh concubines in the harem, and before he wanted to eat, his father sent himself out to fight, and then he did something in this harem. And what did the pile of people who wanted to make themselves concubines do in the previous dynasty.

Qingluan sat in the imperial garden and enjoyed the dance. The news spread quickly, and basically the harem knew about it. One by one, I think deeply.

Yes, they are thoughtful, they don't want to deal with him at all, and they want to get by, so they hide from him. Some of them are trembling, after all, they didn't get along with Qingluan before.

Qingluan looked at the group of dancing girls left by the emperor in front of her, dressed up bewitchingly. Who is this trying to lure you?

He couldn't help but feel sick when he looked at the bunch of snake-like women in front of him. Rubbing his temples, "Give it all to me." ”

"Yes......" They all panicked, for fear that they would end up with the princes and princesses if they were late.

"Ang Li, I heard that the concubines in the palace are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, music and dance."

"Back to the emperor, yes.".

"You go ......"