After breaking up with Yun Lang, Wang Lin found that even people were sent to guard the emperor's bedroom, and because of the so-called lack of summons, Wang Lin could not check on the emperor's situation brightly.

"What's the emperor's situation, I didn't look very good when I saw you come back before." Every time Jian Yao went to Wang Lin's study to bring him tea and water, and when she gave him desserts and snacks, she could basically see Wang Lin frowning, no matter what she looked at, it was almost an expression.

"The emperor is lying in bed now, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, and even I can't enter." Wang Lin rubbed his eyebrows.

"What about Yun Lang, he should always have a chance to stay in the palace." Although I don't want to admit it, from a consistent point of view, it is true that the relationship between Yun Lang and the emperor is closer than Wang Lin.

"Otherwise, I'll beg Yun Lang and ask him to arrange for you to meet the emperor." Jian Yao, this is obvious, the scar forgot the pain, the things at the time of the wedding Jian Yao had long forgotten, or she didn't take it to heart.

As soon as Wang Lin's eyes were horizontal, Jian Yao could immediately feel the cold air emanating from Wang Lin's body. Frightened, Jian Yao said repeatedly: "What, I'm just joking, just talking, it's really ......" Jian Yao's incoherent words made Wang Lin feel sour in his heart.

"Do you know that the emperor's affairs are Yun Lang's doing!" Wang Lin's words were like a thunderbolt, slashing Jian Yao's head.

Before Jian Yao finished speaking, she stopped her voice, "What did you say, what did you just say?" ”

Wang Lin knew that he was excited just now, but he had said it, and it was impossible to take it back.

"I said that Yun Lang did this thing, for the throne." Wang Lin said it all in a calm voice.

"But isn't Yunlang the emperor's son, where is there a son who kills his father, are you sure you're not mistaken?" Jian Yao was stunned, and looking at Wang Lin's appearance, she obviously knew it a long time ago.

Wang Lin had no choice, as long as he explained the matter to Jian Yao. "As for why the emperor is interested in me instead of Yun Lang, I don't know the reason for this, but what Yun Lang is doing now, his thoughts are not only now. Do you remember the emperor's poisoning before? ”

When Wang Lin said this, he pointed the arrow at Yun Lang. Even if Jian Yao couldn't believe it, what good was it for Wang Lin to slander Yun Lang? Even the throne is almost Wang Lin's, do you still need to slander Yun Lang?

"Jian Yao, Jian Yao!" Wang Lin shouted several times, and Jian Yao finally came back to her senses, "So Yao'er, don't wade into this muddy water, and don't go to Yunlang." Got it? ”

Jian Yao looked at Wang Lin's eager eyes, knowing that he cared about himself, so he had to nod, "Well, I know, don't worry." ”

But although she agreed to do so on her face, Jian Yao couldn't watch Yun Lang make a big mistake, so Jian Yao made a decision, she wanted to talk to Yun Lang alone.

And Yun Lang has already installed his own people everywhere in the palace, especially around the main hall and the emperor's bedroom, basically Yun Lang's people, but whenever there is any wind and grass in the palace, Yun Lang can know it at the first time.

Of course, Yun Lang still has to be a filial son in the face, even if the emperor is lying in bed most of the time, even if he wakes up, he looks dazed, but Yun Lang still serves every day. In the eyes of outsiders, he is a good courtier and a good son.

Zhao Qiying is in the palace every day, there is no one to talk to, and Jian Yao only comes once in a while, but after Jian Yao proposed that day, Zhao Qiying practiced secretly every day, and even this martial arts practice was still a few days off, but in order to prepare for Yun Lang's birthday, Zhao Qiying did everything herself, without the slightest neglect.

Even the apricots beside Zhao Qiying sometimes don't know what their young lady is going to do, but they just do what the young lady tells them. "Miss, you stay up like this every day, you don't look good anymore." Xing'er feels sorry for Miss, although the food and clothing in this palace are the best, but there is still a little less human touch. Although Zhao Qiying is the second princess in this palace, she can't even get the care of the prince.

"What, I'll see." Zhao Qiying is also very concerned about her face now, and she says that women are the ones who please themselves. Even an unruly woman like Zhao Qiying still cares about her appearance for Yun Lang.

"Miss, the slave maid will ask the people in the imperial dining room to prepare some supplements for you, although you don't tell Xing'er what you want to do, but Xing'er can also ask the people in the imperial dining room to make up for you, don't be tired." Xing'er followed Zhao Qiying when she was a child, and she can also be said to understand Zhao Qiying, probably for the sake of the prince.

"Thank you, Apricot, I know you care about me, but if you want to know what I'm doing, you can see it tonight." Zhao Qiying also sold a pass, with a mysterious face.

"Well, the slave is looking forward to it." Apricot smiled and blessed her body, well-behaved and lovely.

Zhao Qiying ordered people to arrange it in a pavilion in the palace that people don't often pass by, this style can be described as a novelty, those palace people have never seen it, just listen to Zhao Qiying's instructions.

"You all give me a little care, be careful." Zhao Qiying personally supervised the work, "Eh, you give me a light touch on my hands and feet, these things made of paper are very fragile, be careful not to fold." After Jian Yao taught Zhao Qiying, Zhao Qiying folded them out one by one.

After the process is cooked, it doesn't feel cumbersome, but it still takes too long. Zhao Qiying was originally used to dancing knives and guns, and when she suddenly did these delicate work, she secretly complained at the beginning.

And Zhao Qiying calculated the time, and specially sent someone to pay attention to it quietly, and then chose a Yun Lang when he came out of the study, and ordered someone to inform him.

just said that the princess had something to do, so please ask Her Highness to go. According to Yun Lang's temperament, he would definitely ask clearly, but the little minion only said that there was something, and all questions were prevaricated with the sentence "something", so that Yun Lang had to follow and see.

"Where are you going to take Your Highness?" Yun Lang looked at the road getting more and more remote, and it didn't look like he was going in the direction of the dormitory.

"This ...... The minions were just ordered by the second princess, and the other minions really didn't know. "It's no wonder how a little slave could know the birth date of this master.

"Princess?" Yun Lang frowned, and then saw the pavilion that had been set up not far away. Once this pavilion was arranged, it seemed to have changed, even though Yun Lang was very familiar with the palace, he felt new for a while.

"Your Highness, this is it, the slave went down first." The little eunuch was already fed up with the cold air and murderous eyes emanating from Yun Lang's body, so it was better to run away quickly.

"Princess, princess!" Yun Lang saw that there was no one in the pavilion, and heard the little eunuch say that he was on the order of the princess, so he called a few times.

Soon after, however, he was answered by a burst of music. The music began to sound as if it were coming from far and near. Then a light veil floated out of nowhere, and then a figure appeared.

The man was dressed smartly, and all the green silk was pulled up and turned into a bun. A pair of twin swords replaced the ribbons of the ordinary dancers in her hands, but they were rigid and soft, and complemented the tulle.

Yun Lang is used to seeing the gentle and soft figures of those dancing girls, with large sleeves and tulle, and silk ribbons. Now at first glance, I see this sword dance, and I really think it's interesting.

With this music, the rhythm and dance are very compatible. After the dance, Yun Lang couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"The concubine wishes His Highness a happy birthday." The person who was blocked by the tulle and couldn't see clearly finally appeared, but I didn't expect it to be Zhao Qiying.

"It's you." Yun Lang stood up and looked at Zhao Qiying in disbelief. Only then did I remember that Zhao Qiying was born and a martial artist, so naturally this sword dance is no problem, no wonder she can dance the essence of this.

"The concubine is prepared, does Your Highness still like it?" Zhao Qiying had a little sweat on her face because of the sword dance just now, and her original skin was slightly red, but she had a coquettish attitude.

"Very well, thank you." Yun Lang rarely helped Zhao Qiying up in person, "How do you know that today is my birthday?" ”

"The concubine body has said it a long time ago, the concubine body understands His Royal Highness, and she has never pretended to be His Royal Highness in her heart since she started, but Her Highness has never cared about the concubine body." Zhao Qiying lowered her head slightly, and she actually had such a little daughter's posture.

Yun Lang was speechless for a while, as a husband, he really didn't care about this wife.

"What happened before, I was too impulsive, and I also made you feel wronged." Yun Lang looked at Zhao Qiying like this, and his heart softened. Yun Lang was also strange, even if it was a stranger, he would not treat him like before.

Zhao Qiying shook her head meekly, "The concubine body can understand His Highness, originally everything was forced by the concubine body, and His Royal Highness recognized it whether he accepted it or not." ”

Yun Lang still has to accept this reality after all, the person in front of him is his princess after all, should he be gentle with her.

"Thank you for your hard work preparing for this year's birthday." Yun Lang took Zhao Qiying's hand, and the two of them sat in the pavilion, "These arrangements are very novel and interesting, but I have never seen them before." ”

Zhao Qiying looked at the hands of the two people shaking each other, and the sweetness in her heart was indescribable, such Yun Lang didn't know how many times she had appeared in Zhao Qiying's dream, "For the sake of Your Highness, these are nothing." Besides, you and I don't have to thank each other as husband and wife. ”

I don't know why, Zhao Qiying is shy at this moment, which is very tempting. Yun Lang and Zhao Qiying looked at each other like this, and the distance unconsciously narrowed.

Zhao Qiying looked at Yun Lang's handsome face, as if exuding a soft luster, which made her slowly close her eyes.

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