Chapter 215: Which is Wushan and Which is Cloud (6)
Danxin has never felt that time is so difficult, let alone that her boudoir is so cold. Because of the sudden appearance of the Heavenly Emperor, the original residence where she lived and dressed was even more terrifying than Shura Hell in an instant.
The candle flame on the desk swayed from side to side, like the ghostly fire of the netherworld, and it seemed that it was about to burn to the end. Standing calmly, while the Heavenly Emperor had been sitting leisurely, neither of them had any movement.
After thinking about it and thinking about it, Danxin finally decided to break the terrifying silence, so she was very embarrassed to provoke a topic: "This candle is going to be extinguished, and the slave maid will go and replace it with a new one." β
Emperor Tianzhu still didn't mean to speak, only stared at her with phoenix eyes. A heart beat extremely fast, and was shocked by the emperor's terrifying gaze. She forced her composure to walk to the easternmost cabinet, took out two candles from the drawer, and put them on the candlestick to light them up.
The room was much brighter than ever, and the atmosphere was less terrifying. The Netherworld Flame gradually turned into a warm orange flame, flickering between the two of them, as if there was some inexplicable breath flowing from it.
Dan Xin still didn't realize why the Heavenly Emperor came, she always thought that the emperor was just a mistake. Remembering that Fang Cai had just said all the bad things about him behind his back, he felt even more frightened, so he tried to change the topic, and said with a dry smile with low eyebrows: "The saint is good Yaxing." β
When I said this, I regretted it again. What "Yaxing" can the Emperor of Heaven have? The "Yaxing" who recruited her to sleep? She suddenly felt that what she said was too ambiguous, but she had a bit of an invitation to pet.
Hearing this, Emperor Tianzhu only glanced at her expressionlessly, and only spoke in a deep voice for a long time, with a bit of cold banter in his words: "You are quite bold." β
As soon as the word "big" came out, he immediately "pounced" and knelt on the ground: "The saint forgives sins, the slave is actually very timid." β
"Are you still timid?" Emperor Tianzhu's thin lips hooked slightly: "The last time I was on the Star Picking Tower, you were speechless; Tonight, I am arguing about the rights and wrongs behind my back, isn't this a big boldness? β
smiled bitterly, and hurriedly denied: "Back to the saint, it's not that the slave is bold, but that the slave and maid are too fast." In fact, every time the slave and maid spoke, her heart felt so sad that her intestines hurt. β
Hearing this, the Heavenly Emperor sneered: "Oh? Do you know to be afraid? β
"Why don't you know you're afraid?" complained helplessly: "The mouth is above, the liver and gallbladder are below, and when you speak, you don't go through the guts, so it is naturally easy to get trouble out of the mouth; If the liver and gallbladder are above, and the mouth is below, and every time you strain them when you speak, you will have to filter back eight out of ten sentences with the little courage of the slave and maid. β
The more she talked, the more frightened she felt, and she couldn't help but bury her head lower. The pitch-black and plump green silk shawl flowed and hung straight to the ground, like two black silk satin curtains, and like the summer night in Yanlan City, it was so comfortable that it was pleasing to the eye.
Emperor Tianzhu's gaze lingered on her green silk, and he suddenly changed the topic and asked, "How are you injured?" β
This was originally an ordinary greeting and concern, but I thought of the word "waiter", and thought that there was something in the words of the Emperor of Heaven, so he made a painful appearance, and pretended to be weak: "It hurts!" It hurts so much! The wound has not improved, and there is still ...... Signs of festering! β
"Really?" Emperor Tianzhu obviously saw her careful thoughts, and deliberately got up: "When I led the troops in the past, I also had some research on skin injuries. Why don't you teach me to see. β
Where is he willing to let indifferently, his eyes widened and he shook his head and refused: "No! No! How can the Holy Ninety-Five Venerable ......"
"Why not?" Emperor Tianzhu interrupted her in time, and said as if joking and serious: "I am the main culprit of your injury, if you don't see with your own eyes how your injuries are, it will be really difficult to feel at ease." β
Hearing this, Danxin was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he wanted to cry but felt that his eyes were dry and tearless. Her upper and lower teeth clenched, and her delicate face looked extremely pale in the candlelight. Seeing this, Emperor Tianzhu laughed, laughing lightly and confused.
After a while, I saw the emperor sit back on the chair with a golden sword, and said to Danxin casually: "Do you like to kneel?" Get up and speak. β
Danxin supported the ground with both hands and slowly stood up, but she didn't dare to sit down, she only stood nervously, her hands covered in her sleeves and clenched together, just like her tangled mood at the moment.
"Are you really afraid of me?" Emperor Tianzhu asked again after opening his mouth leisurely, and teasing his heart had become his current pastime and pleasure.
"The slave knows it's wrong!" replied weakly, but after that, he found that he didn't answer the question, and hurriedly replied: "I'm really afraid of you...... No! It's not fear, it's awe! β
It's all at this juncture, and she still remembers picking out the words...... Emperor Tianzhu thought so in his heart, but his face remained silent: "Are you afraid that you will be open-mouthed?" Or are you afraid that I will let you sleep? β
"Does the Holy One want to hear the truth?" Faintly crying with a sad face: "There are both, in no particular order." β
Emperor Tianzhu secretly laughed for a while, and suddenly remembered Mrs. Fang Caitai's performance when she chose a wife, his heart sank, and he laughed and mocked her: "It is worthy of being the maid of Yunfu, taking retreat as advance, and understanding Mrs. Xie's tricks is full of ten." β
"What's wrong with Mrs. Tai?" I knew I shouldn't ask, but I couldn't help it, so I asked cautiously.
Emperor Tianzhu glanced at her, with a look of doubt in his eyes, suspecting that she was knowingly asking.
This time, he would observe his words and feelings, and he also realized the distrust of the Heavenly Emperor, so he asked confidently: "What?" Do you think the slave is acting? β
Emperor Tianzhu still didn't speak, looking her up and down, as if considering whether her words were true or false.
He felt aggrieved for no reason, and snorted lightly: "Conscience of heaven and earth, the slave maid has been recuperating in King Cheng's Mansion for the past few days, how can she know what 'tricks' Mrs. Tai has used?" The slave has neither clairvoyance, nor ears, nor prophets! β
It was because she said it too reasonably, and with a little grievance, Emperor Tianzhu didn't feel like a disguise, so he also believed it, and said truthfully to her: "Do you remember that night when the stars were picked upstairs, Mrs. Xiu proposed to ask for a marriage for Yun Shizi? β
nodded lightly: "Naturally remember." β
"Mrs. Xie brings this up again tonight." Emperor Tianzhu paused, sneered and said again: "She likes Empress Dowager Ye's niece and Zhuang Xiang's concubine, and wants to choose one of the two and let me give the marriage matchmaker." β
"Empress Dowager Ye's niece and Zhuang Xiang's concubine......" suddenly sighed in surprise: "It is worthy of Mrs. Tai, she is really good at choosing!" β
"Yes, indeed." Emperor Tianzhu sneered again, and his face changed.
He hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Then you...... Agreed? Which lady was finalized? β
Emperor Tianzhu didn't expect her little maid to understand the powerful relationship, so he was silent and did not answer.
Seeing the reaction of the Heavenly Emperor, he also woke up to his thoughts. She compared the two daughters back and forth in her heart, and then sighed: "It's really not easy to choose, I'm afraid you won't be happy to choose anyone." β
"Oh?" Emperor Tianzhu was interested, and he was a little surprised to say this: "Do you really think so?" β
She opened her mouth to answer, but the words had reached her throat, and she swallowed it back raw, and only said, "The slave doesn't dare to say it." β
Emperor Tianzhu was helpless: "I forgive you for your innocence." β
"Don't dare to say that!" Lightly began to bargain: "Unless...... You give your slave a gold medal for avoiding death. β
This indifference is too simple, and the Heavenly Emperor couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "If I want your life, even if you have a death-free gold medal, you have to die." β
Although he said this with a smile, he felt a gust of wind coming, and a chill began to run down his spine. It's just a few more words, and she almost forgets that the iron-blooded emperor in front of her has made countless military exploits on the battlefield, beheaded countless heads, and stepped on countless corpses to get to today's status.
He subconsciously raised his hand and touched his neck, not daring to speak again, but the Heavenly Emperor refused to spare her, and asked again: "Do you say yes?" β
Raised his eyes lightly, and saw the other party's expression of imminent rain, and it was really moody and uncertain. She suddenly realized that she had to say, and she just wanted to sew up one of her mouths - the words "woe comes from the mouth" were really embodied in her to the extreme.
Hesitant to come, hesitant to go, the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, and finally said lightly: "The slave maid thinks that Mrs. Tai's favorite should be the daughter of Zhuang Xiang." β
The Heavenly Emperor's eyes were full of light, and the phoenix eyes looked at her slightly: "Go on." He wanted to hear how Dan Xin analyzed Mrs. Xie.
"Forgive the slave maid for saying something disrespectful, not to mention that the Ye family is difficult to convince the public now, even if the Ye family is highly respected, it is not worth our lady to 'stammer'. Besides, the Queen Mother is very old, she is the person who has half a foot in the coffin, and it is difficult to say whether the Ye family will rise or fall after her death, and what the future will be, Mrs. Tai will not work hard in a family with an unknown future. β
He paused at this point, and then said, "As for Lord Zhuang...... He is full of peach and plums, and there are many protΓ©gΓ©s all over the government and the opposition, so he can influence the Nanxi dynasty for at least another decade or two, not to mention your father-in-law. Since Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Tai support you, they will naturally value Lord Zhuang more. β
Hearing the indifferent analysis, Emperor Tianzhu was slightly surprised, he didn't expect a little maid to be able to say this opinion, and his eyes couldn't help but look a little scrutiny: "Who told you these words?" β
"No one has ever taught a slave." He pouted lightly: "The slave maid is the big maid who left the Hou Mansion, and she has served the Hou and his wife closely, do you really think that the slave and maid can only pick out words and play tricks?" β
"So you'll have something else." Emperor Tianzhu said with banter and ridicule: "Now it seems that although you are not bold enough to speak, you still know your brains. β
I was stunned, and I didn't forget to boast about myself: "You are 'watching people through the cracks in the door', and you look down on people." In the past, slaves and maids served the Hou Ye's pen and ink! I have heard him mention the current situation of the government, and he should know a little bit about it. β
"Praise you twice, you are still in heaven." Emperor Tianzhu suddenly wanted to consider his thoughts, and after pondering for a moment, he asked, "Then in your opinion, should I agree to this marriage?" β
"Why not? You should happily accept it! He replied lightly.