Chapter 139: A little more to ask the east wind
Emperor Zhaoyuan's original expression was gloomy, but he was also amused by her grimace at this time.
"Your father is the king of Tang, after all, he is a generous rain and dew, and he has many children, and there are some momentary negligence......
Having said that, there was an inexplicable sour and soft feeling in his heart - the small body covered in the sheet in front of the makeup mirror seemed to be indescribably thin and helpless at this time.
"Hmph, who is rare ...... him"
Dan Li turned his back to him, and spit out a sentence quietly, which seemed to be negative and flat, but somehow, his voice was a little hoarse and heavy, "If he keeps ignoring us, it's a good thing!" But ......"
Her petite body trembled slightly under the brocade quilt, and this sentence was so clueless that Emperor Zhaoyuan suddenly fell like a cloud, and he couldn't figure it out.
Before he could think about it, Dan Li wrapped the brocade quilt and leaned into his arms again, and put a pair of snow-white jade feet in the hem of his clothes to keep warm.
"Don't Mess ......"
His voice was low but slightly hoarse.
Dan Li smiled, her green eyebrows were in the afterglow of the lamp and candle, and she stretched out her fingers and gently scraped his face without shame, "Long live, if my father sees you, I don't know what his expression should be?" β
"As a deceased monarch, he has no qualifications to pay homage to me."
Emperor Zhaoyuan said indifferently, supreme majesty and unpredictable blessings and misfortunes naturally appeared at this moment.
"I think he should have done this-"
Dan Li frowned deeply, opened his mouth wide, imitated his father Tang Wang, and made a frightened expression.
"And then it wasβ"
It was as if a person was holding the edict of forgiveness, surprised and delighted, and shocked.
"In the endβ"
Dan Li suddenly frowned, all the horror and happiness disappeared, she lowered her voice, imitating her father's voice There seemed to be invisible resentment and pleasure in it, "I will spit out what I eat, and I will return what I have taken - it is not too late for ten years for a gentleman to take revenge." β
Emperor Zhaoyuan was stunned, and then burst out laughing.
The laughter stopped, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and three deep thoughts flashed in his eyes, "A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, is it......"
"It really seems to be your father's character."
This sentence is simply extremely dangerous, but Dan Li still smiled ignorantly: "Yes, isn't it written like this in the drama and script?" The emperor, princess, prince or something that died in the country has to come like this. β
She sang well, but she continued without heart and lungs: "Speaking of words, I just bought a new set of popular ones, reprinted six times, it is said to be lingering and compassionate, and it is about a handsome and dignified prince who fell in love with the eldest princess of Bingqing and jade, but unexpectedly, the eldest princess's country fell, and the princess fell into the hands of the tyrant of the enemy country...... So the prince of the world shouted under the resentment. β
When it comes to the love book she loves, she is simply gushing, and her eyebrows are dancing.
Emperor Zhaoyuan unconsciously looked at her chattering little mouth, and finally couldn't help but block it, so the world was clean and stopped.
After a while, he let go of him, staring deeply at her little face that was slightly red and gasping for breath, and somehow, suddenly in a good mood,
Laugh out loud.
He pushed harder, as if he wanted to rub her into his arms, and whispered to her ear: "Next time, if you have the opportunity to meet the Queen Mother, you can take a closer look at me." β
Without waiting for her to react, he sneered and said, "Come back and learn her expression for me." β
Dan left for a moment, and then, he actually laughed too.
Her laughter was not low, like a silver bell, with a lazy and careless **, accompanied by his cold laughter, it was actually spread out of the hall.
Holding his broad back with his backhand, the two were intimate without any gap, Dan Li's eyes fell on his black and deep hair, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved.
Actually, you and I are the same......
There are also resentful and heartbreaking dear parents.
In a desperate situation, illuminated by the last ray of blazing and bright sunlight - your heart is thinking about Yuori, and I still dare not recall the bowl of hot dumplings handed over by Senior Brother Ning Fei.
The final redemption, in the end, is just the most bleak joke and lie.
And when I stepped on this Shura blood path, I couldn't turn back......
Her laughter was sweeter and more wanton, but there was a faint flash of water in the corners of her eyes, but it was fleeting.
Under the heavy corridor outside the palace, the Queen Mother stood upright, listening to the silver bell-like female voices from time to time in the dormitory, as well as the low laughter of men, but she fell into a long cold silence.
She wore a long mink felt coat with beaded brocade, and only wore a natural bun with two jade combs, and at the age of forty or fifty, she seemed to be only in her early twenties.
The laughter and banter in the ears still kept coming, and the back sank like water, but it was so startled that the four people waiting behind him broke out in a cold sweat.
"Niangniang, this late midnight, it's actually like this-"
The complaint of the older female official suddenly stopped abruptly in the calm and terrifying eyes of the Queen Mother.
"Slaves, slaves and maids have trespassed ......"
The trembling voice was like a candle in the wind, and the Queen Mother slowly shook her head and said in a low voice: "Let's go back." β
Without waiting for the four to react, she turned away categorically.
The wind blew her skirt fluttering, and in the lonely night wind, her voice was vague and hoarseβ
"A little low-level concubine, there is such a charm ......"
On a sunny spring day, Mahjong holds a pastel-colored light-flowered glazed bowl, and although it is leaping and jumping, it still tries to keep it steady, and the bowl is full of fragrant fish soup without spilling a drop.
When it came to the corridor of Weiyang Palace, it glanced through the crack in the door, and then let out a snoring similar to a sneer.
The lazy master of his own house was sleeping on the bed of Moyu's master, wrapped in his fragrant and soft brocade quilt, and slept in the dark.
Mahjong meowed again as a mockery, decided to ignore the lazy master, and went straight to the spring of the warm water.
As expected, the black and slender figure was still lying flat on the rocky shore as usual, basking in its beautiful black and shiny fur.
"Meow ββββ" (Moyu, I'm coming to see you!) οΌ
Seeing the figure of the beautiful woman, Mahjong was so happy that his bones were lighter, and he meowed happily. (My family cooked a fragrant fish soup and brought it to you to taste.) οΌ
It took its pastel bowl in its mouth and was about to go over to offer its courtesy, but unexpectedly it was hit by something powerful out of thin air, and the bowl flew out with the soup!
The porcelain bowl full of fish soup crossed a thrilling arc in the air, but it fell steadily into another cat's mouth.
Accompanied by a cool breeze, it was the huge and burly, domineering golden tabby cat, Buddha slave!
Buddha Nu grinned, showing Bai Sensen's teeth, and then tilted his neck and drank the fish soup in one gulp!