Today's saint is called Yuzhen, ranked fourth, and Anyi's original name was Yuyi, ranked third.

Many people say that if it weren't for An Yi's ghostly mind, this throne might be his.

When the emperor was alive, although there were many sons, they were able to survive until adulthood, survive, and live until now, and they were comfortable, Yuzhen, Yuqin and the last widow, Yuxin.

When An Yi was just an adult, one of the first two elder brothers had already died, and the other was crowned the prince, but in less than two months, he suddenly died of illness.

The emperor suddenly became sentimental in his heart, and he didn't mention the matter of establishing a prince for two or three years.

But it's not good for the prince's position to be empty, the emperor didn't say it, but in his behavior, he was already thin.

At that time, Anyi's performance was better than Yuzhen, Wen Taowu was strategic, and he was convincing, and he took the initiative to invite Ying to fight several times, and he won the victory, which made the emperor favor.

It's just that he suddenly returned from a war and proposed to marry a girl from a frontier tribe and treat her as a wife.

This time, he insisted on himself, and also angered the emperor.

What the royal family is most afraid of is the family and bloodline, identity and status, and comfort is just that after some achievements, they begin to be arrogant and uninhibited, completely ignoring the family honor, where does this make the face of the royal family go?

After a stalemate of three years, the emperor directly stripped him of his surname, so that he could not hide his royal identity in the clan cemetery from his mother's An clan surname.

This is the effort that Anyi has made for nylon.

In the eyes of others, this is stupid, stupid, stupid, for the sake of a woman, giving up his future.

But in the eyes of comfort, everything is worth it.

He doesn't have many requirements in terms of personnel, and at a time when he may lose his life at any time, what he longs for is not fame and fortune, not that cold throne, but a person, a heart, a companionship, and a lifetime of whiteness.

Everyone in the world said that he was stupid, and they all said that he should have married a noble woman a long time ago, but he knew that the best days of his life were accompanied by a person.

That person is gone, his heart is gone, it doesn't matter who he is with, power and status are the only existence that can still make him have some fun.

Now he is comfortable, he will play with power, and he will cooperate with the entertainment in Vanity Fair, but he knows in his heart that he doesn't really want anything.

If his heart is empty, he will no longer be satisfied, and in this life, only at the last moment of his life, he will be moved.

After the rain is really comfortable, he himself has no talent, but there is a little bit of flattery, which can appease people and appease the emperor more than comfort.

This is also why, he was able to get Linglong and sit on the throne, not only to appease the emperor, but also to appease the emperor, and after the death of the emperor, after the filial piety period expired, he immediately named Linglong as a concubine.

The position of the queen, he did not move after all, because the emperor left an edict that the queen must be a noble woman.

But the identity of the concubine is also the identity of the concubine and the identity of the wife.

In the end, he married this goblin as his wife.

An Yi and Yu Zhen are two different personalities and different choices!

Sitting in my seat, staring at the current saint, and Linglong in red, my thoughts drifted far away at once, until the sound of the people around me swallowing saliva pulled me back.

There is no doubt that Ammon, the little doll, is looking at Linglong stupidly, even if the saliva comes out, she has no intuition, and her eyes are staring at it like this.

In the middle of the terrace, Linglong sat on the chair brought by the servants with the emperor, and the emperor was still talking, but Linglong did not sit down, but just stood aside, holding the chair with one hand and looking around boredly.

The snow has just stopped today, and the temperature outside is terribly cold, but she is wearing extremely thin clothes.

The red cloth body, under the slender jade neck, a crisp chest is like clotted white jade, half covered and half hidden, the plain waist is bunched, and it is not even a hand, a pair of long and well-proportioned legs are exposed, and even the beautiful lotus feet are silently enchanting, sending out a tempting invitation.

With such a figure, let alone Anmeng, even when I look at it, I feel dry mouth.

At this time, how can anyone look like this? It's just that the body is already so wonderful, and the words of that face-

Fortunately, the delicate face is covered with juan silk, revealing only a pair of eyebrows, rippling like autumn water, willow leaf thin eyebrows, the more you look at it, the more people like it, the cloud temples are towering, the hair crown is exquisite, a pair of pearl tassel earrings, and her skin is like a coagulation, and she looks like a fairy.

Suddenly, my eyes met hers, and in an instant, a numb electric current crawled down my spine to my head, exploding directly on my scalp, and my heart was pounding.

Oh my! The immortals are watching me!

These are the only words that come to my mind.

"County Lord, be careful—"

It was Han Yunduo's voice, and I don't know when, she actually knelt beside me, and then poured wine with me, and pulled my wrist.

That's when I came to my senses.

"The nine-tailed fox is good at demagoguery, don't let her fool you-"

Han Yunduo glanced back at Linglong in the center of the stage, Linglong didn't look at me anymore, her eyes were staring at Han Yunduo kneeling in front of me!

"It's too cold, the county lord and the little prince should drink some wine to warm up, otherwise they won't be able to sit still!"

Han Yunduo looked at her for a moment, then withdrew his gaze, turned around and poured a glass of wine for An Meng, and accidentally sprinkled some on his sleeve by the way, and hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief.

"What for?"

Amon also came back to his senses, a little displeased, and scolded in a low voice.

"I let her do this!"

I motioned for Han Yunduo to step back, and didn't dare to look at Linglong again, just put my eyes on the plum blossoms next to me.

"What do you do?"

Amon held the wine glass angrily, quite disgusted.

"What is the nine-tailed fox good at, do you remember?"

I also picked up my glass and took two sips.

"Naturally remember!"

Isn't it just demagogic, Amon replied very simply.

"Look at your minions—"

My little finger, pointing without leaving a trace, was drooling at the moment, and a cadre of male servants kneeling next to Ammon, all staring directly at Linglong in the middle of the field, without blinking their eyes.

"What does the emperor hate the most, you should remember, hurry up and take care of your minions, don't embarrass our palace!"

I also got my chance to reprimand him.

Amon realized that something was wrong, and immediately took action after recalling the meaning of my words.

The emperor is still talking with his head down, and our actions naturally can't be too excessive, An Meng can only pinch them with his hands under the table, and then scold them to bow their heads quickly, and they are not allowed to look directly at the concubine Niangniang.

The emperor's words were finally finished, his eyes swept around, and he immediately squinted, revealing dissatisfied eyes, and the eunuchs immediately took action.

A few people in the pavilion were taken out by the guards like this, and their heads fell to the ground on the spot.