Chapter 65: Filling the Soil (3)

Although Yang Houzhao's tone was not good, he didn't do it again.

He put his hand on Li Zhao's waist and hugged Li Zhao tightly from behind: "The master will be responsible, he said that he would make you the queen, and he would make you the queen, and the master had already told the old men in the cabinet that he would set up a charter in advance, and in the past few days, the queen mother has also said hello." ”

Li Zhao glanced at Yang Houzhao, with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Yang Houzhao said with a smile: "The master is long live the master, you have no jokes, you still don't believe it?" ”

It's not that she doesn't believe it, it's that the guess in her heart has come true, and it's very uncomfortable.

Look, Yang Houzhao mentioned her to the Queen Mother, and then the Queen Mother rewarded Xu Xiaoshan in the morning.

I don't know if Yang Houzhao knows about it.

Li Zhao's heart suddenly swelled with a sadness that was disliked.

In the harem land, there are no relatives, if Yang Houzhao doesn't take care of her from time to time, she is really unable to move an inch.

If there is another queen mother as an enemy, how will you live that day?

Moreover, the Queen Mother likes Xu Xiaoshan, and the Queen Mother is Yang Houzhao's mother, even if she sues, she doesn't believe that Yang Houzhao can go against her mother's will.

But it is impossible to share a husband with others.

Li Zhao understands what kind of personality he has, let alone being a little wife, she is a big wife, and she can't allow her husband to have other women.

It's so domineering, even if that person is the emperor.

But this is a feudal society, a patriarchal society, the emperor has three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines.

Her thoughts were simply wishful thinking.

And the Queen Mother here.

Why is it like this with Han Che, isn't it just a discord between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

No matter how you think about it, you can't stay in the palace.

Li Zhao was about to see Yang Houzhao talk about it, Yang Houzhao mentioned it herself, she turned around and took Yang Houzhao's hand and sat down opposite him.

It is rare for a beautiful woman to take the initiative, and Yang Houzhao was flattered.

"Ah Zhao, did you pull my hand?"

Li Zhao smiled faintly, those who become big things are informal, unscrupulous for the sake of the end, and it is okay to make a small sacrifice.

She asked sincerely: "The folk girl made it clear to the Lord Long Live, do you really like me?" ”

Yang Houzhao nodded like a chicken: "I like it, I really like it, otherwise how could I make you a queen?" ”

"And what do you like about me?"

Yang Houzhao has Li Zhao's voice and appearance in his mind, he likes her good-looking, she is decisive and spicy, she is generous and mature, and she is confident and self-esteem.

He smirked, "I like everything." ”

His eyes swept down and he nodded affirmatively: "I like them all." ”

Li Zhao looked down at his chest, if there were eyes there, it would definitely be hot now.

She smiled: "Long live the lord is to love sex, long live the lord just think I look good?" ”

Yang Houzhao nodded with satisfaction: "It's good-looking, it's really good-looking." ”

But Israel serves people, and the color is weak and relaxed.

Yang Houzhao's answer, Li Zhao was more sure of his thoughts.

She sighed and said: "Long live Lord, if you really like me, let me go home, leaving me in the harem is not a harem luck, but also my misfortune, I beg you." ”

Speaking of which, I still have to go home.

What's so good about a broken quadrangle?

At this time, Yang Houzhao had completely forgotten the warm feeling when he went to Li Zhao's house for the first time, and he also praised others for being good.

With a dark face, he said, "What do you want, you say." ”

Li Zhao saw that the matter had collapsed, let go of his hand, and his tone was not good: "The choice is two-sided, I never thought of entering the palace, if I want to get married, I just want to find a person with a good heart, not necessarily more capable, not necessarily high-minded, don't look at other women, just treat me as a treasure." ”

"Didn't I promise you before?" Just that night, the topic had already been said, women are good ink.