The emperor's words made Shen Qing's face look colorful for a while, she stared at her belly like smoke, her eyes were full of surprise, it seemed that it was incredible that such a thin person had a villain!

Emperor Xu is a natural old drama bone, his expression changed from calm to confused to shocked, and the transition was very natural and stable.

"King Ling Qing came over and took a look, who does she look like?" The emperor was famous.

Since you know that people are disabled, why bother to let people walk back and forth like this?

Zhou Lingqing clutched his chest, walked a few steps with difficulty, and reached the emperor's side.

"The emperor doesn't know her?" Zhou Lingqing was surprised, "I thought she was a gift from the emperor—"

It's quite good at pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"What are these words?" The emperor didn't understand it anymore.

"Mingfeng Tower outside the Guan, the first official brothel, is the source of the smoke, the emperor doesn't know?" This guy is clearly trying to make things clear.

"Ridiculous!" The emperor suddenly became furious, "I don't know what you're talking about—how can you raise a prostitute similar to Concubine Hui in the mansion!?" Prince Ling, you in the end! What kind of thoughts did you have?! ”

This is a bit pretentious, such as smoke, isn't it that you put all your heart and soul on Zhou Lingqing's side?

The emperor was furious, and the people in the pavilion knelt on the ground in an uproar, but Zhou Lingqing craned his neck and looked at the emperor in pairs.

I saw that the two sides couldn't hold each other, so I had to kneel down and try to make peace, but this was too embarrassing.

Both of them don't want to be good.

"The emperor is angry, I am afraid that the emperor will misunderstand the prince, and carefully hurt the brotherhood for a false reason," I finally opened my mouth, carefully considering the words, "Ruyan, the concubine heard the prince mention, at that time, Hui Guifei was still a young lady to be married, the prince met Ruyan who looked very similar to Hui Guifei in Mingfeng Tower, so he accepted her to the house - the emperor's eyes are bright, presumably it is clear that Hui Guifei has played with you since she was a child, and there is a brother-sister relationship, and the emperor still wants to treat the concubine so sincerely, When the prince saw such a face as Yan, how could he let her go to Fireworks Willow Lane? As for the reception of the house later, the love for a long time is also a later story. ”

The first family, Zhou Lingqing, collected like smoke when the concubine was not a concubine, this is not considered "obscene thoughts", disrespectful to the concubine, right? Even if she thinks about it, the concubine will only be a daughter to be married, and Zhou Lingqing also has the right to choose a mate! Second, aren't you childhood sweethearts? When you meet someone who is similar to your childhood sweetheart in the distance, it's not too much to help if you can, right?

End of quibbling.

The emperor looked at me, was speechless, and only relieved himself for a while, "Princess, do you know so much?" ”

They all pay attention to gossip on weekdays, and they have won prizes.

It's not much, but the prince's affairs, nine times out of ten, he understands-"I'm very humble."

Or will you take other people's gold and silver for nothing?

The emperor's anger gradually fell, and Zhou Lingqing also regained his senses. The two of them invariably "laughed and grudged".

"How can a younger brother disrespect the emperor's brother and sister-in-law? The cold wind outside the customs has been seven years, for the country and the people, and for the emperor's brother-" Zhou Lingqing played a familiar emotional card.

The emperor knew that this "trumped-up" charge could not be detained on Zhou Lingqing's head, so he went down the steps, "It was I who misunderstood you and made you wronged-"

"Your Majesty, it's not too early, it's time to go back to the palace," the father-in-law outside the pavilion didn't know what was going on inside, he only came to report it professionally.

"Oh? Time flies—" The emperor said and took Concubine Hui at the door down the pavilion, and then a group of people left with cold frost.

Everyone said a word of congratulations to the emperor in unison, and they were also drowned in the boiling laughter outside.

So far, the "successful" end of the Chinese New Year's Eve lanterns has been thrilling.

Xiao Wu Xiao Wang Xiao Qiao was already frightened at this time, and the emperor and his party had been away for a long time, and they were still trembling on the side.

It was Shen Qingsi who had seen the world and saw through this wave of love and hatred at a glance.

"Don't you want the prince to have an heir at a young age?" She was really still immersed in the first four words "pregnant".

But is it appropriate to use it here at a young age? The sons and grandchildren of the same age next to them will play soy sauce!

Zhou Lingqing's face was still black, and the way he was laughing with others had long since disappeared. He didn't pay attention to Shen Qingsi's words, only a pair of sharp Danfeng eyes looked at me, and his thin lips opened lightly, "You have sharp teeth and sharp mouth-"

Is this a compliment or a disservice?

"The princess is tired, go home—" He slowly walked to the wheelchair, sat down on his knees, and made me a delicate little wife in a cold voice.

After he gave an order, the wheelchair in the wheelchair, the walking on foot, the crowd got out of the pavilion in an orderly manner.

At this time, there were fewer people on the street, and there were already scattered small vendors who had closed their stalls and wanted to go home, but the excitement on both sides of the moat did not dissipate, and with such a noise, I squeezed into the sedan chair where Zhou Lingqing and Shen Qingsi were riding.

Zhou Lingqing was still unhappy and unhappy for the emperor's uninvited.

Shen Qing Sixu was also shocked by the "sudden baby", and both of them closed their mouths and made dumb all the way.

I said to myself that I was bored, and I fell silent.

Such a low and depressing atmosphere was finally broken by Xiao Jiu, who had been waiting for a long time, after walking to the palace.

It was still eight feet away, Xiao Jiu greeted me, diligently picked me up and got off the sedan chair, and greeted Zhou Lingqing again, and the group went back to each house with a ghost in the red lantern all the way.

Xiao Jiuyan watched Shen Qingsi personally push Zhou Lingqing's wheelchair into the house safely, and his eyes rolled to the sky.

"What is the origin of this Miss Qingsi? It's all close to you! Xiao Jiu stared at Zhou Lingqing's main room and complained.

There are a lot of small things.

I urged her to come into the house and changed the subject, "It's cold outside, since I'll come back first, just come to the house, why bother blowing the wind outside?" ”

Xiao Jiu closed his eyes at this time, followed me with a mysterious face, looked around and closed the door.

"Master, this time, I must be right!" Xiao Jiu stood next to me at some point, she lowered her voice and said firmly, "I really saw Sister Zifeng this time!" There was a man who followed behind Sister Zifeng, holding a candy man lantern in his hand and sending it to Sister Zifeng! ”

"So, who is that man this time?" I was so thirsty that I poured a cup of cold tea before I asked jokingly.

"This time...... I didn't see it clearly, I was in a hurry to buy a new lantern, and I only saw the back of a man in a hurry——"

"Isn't it my brother?" The joke in my words was obvious, but Xiao Jiu still frowned and thought about it very seriously, and finally shook his head and said, "This Xiao Jiu is not sure, but it must be a man-"

It's really like that, I patted her on the shoulder and took a deep breath, "Xiao Jiu, it's not early today, wash and sleep, catch up Ming'er and stop staring at your sister Zifeng, you should be fifteen years old after the New Year, and you have to consider your life's major events, when... You can also have a ... When the man returns, I will definitely prepare you a good dowry—"

In the middle of a few words, Xiao Jiu's face turned red, and she covered her face and ran away while complaining that I mentioned such a no-shadow thing.

I then went inside, and snuggled into the warm, thick quilt, so that I had to fall asleep without washing. But I happened to hear the sound of firecrackers outside one after another, resounding in the sky - I think it was about the time of the hour.

It's a new year again.

In this turmoil, I did not sleep well, and I did not know exactly when I slept.

When I woke up, I saw a figure sitting on a chair outside the curtain, the courtyard was dark, and Xiao Jiu was still sleeping sweetly in the vigil room outside, I almost got up in horror, and walked out with a dagger under the pillow. It was only before my hand touched the bead curtain that the figure spoke.

"Are you awake?" It was Zhou Lingqing's voice.

Ask while knowing the answer!

I instantly relaxed and hid the dagger in the sleeve of my middle coat, "The prince didn't stop in the middle of the night and came out for a night tour?" ”

Through the curtain, I asked in a muffled voice.

"I just saw that the lights in your room were on, so stop by and take a look." Really went on a night tour? - I watched Shen Qingsi push him back to the room in a wheelchair, and the two of them didn't know where to go to enjoy the scenery and listen to the wind in the middle of the night.

"I always leave a lamp when I sleep, but the prince doesn't know?" is really blind and pretending, seeing that he is mentally depressed, I can't help but ridicule, "Miss Qingsi is really charming, so that the prince has to accompany him even if he doesn't sleep——"

"Where did I think of it, she had already left Xinyuan," he glanced down at the wound on his chest, and looked out the window, "This king can't sleep because of the pain, so he just came out for a walk, and he didn't want to go under the porch, so he came to you." ”

If you want to ask for medicine, just say it, can I still brush you for the New Year?

I took the initiative to turn out the pain relief powder, walked over and sent it to him, "Take it, take it when it hurts, is there anything else?" ”

No, don't delay people's sleep.

"You are more alert and clever than this king imagined, but you don't have to say that there is no reason for this king in the future, the emperor is moody, and he has the power to kill, if he is angry with you, even I can't save him. Zhou Lingqing lowered his eyes and introduced his imperial brother's temperament to me, and added after a while, "You don't have to... It doesn't have to be for me... Adventure so far. ”

"The prince always misunderstands me, but how is it good," I sat on the small chair next to him, and said helplessly, "Now that we are in the same boat, everything I do is for myself after all, of course, if there is a side, it is for a few taels of broken silver." If I can help the prince in this process, I'm really embarrassed, I didn't mean to. ”

Through the faint candle flame, I could see that Zhou Lingqing's face suddenly turned blue and white, and changed for a while.

After a long time, he took out a few papers from his waist with an expressionless face, raised his hand and threw them to me, "This is the Yuelai Inn outside the city, and it will belong to you in the future." ”

As if to end the conversation, he got up, as if to end the conversation, and his painkiller was carefully tugged into his sleeve.

"What does that mean?" I asked, holding up the paper in black and white.

He grimaced, touched his sleeve, and said, "Exchange—"

After saying this time, he walked out of the house without looking back.

Leave me alone in place - a few painkillers for an inn? Am I still the princess of Rausch? Isn't it faster to set up a stall on the street to make money?

After a long time, I suddenly thought of something, and the tiger's body couldn't help but shake - when I prayed to the god of water, what was written in my boat was not to have a real estate as soon as possible?

Did the water god give Zhou Lingqing a dream?