Seeing this, Lin Wan'er hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Childe, aren't you worried?" ”

Wu Mingkong glanced at her and asked rhetorically, "What are you worried about?" ”

Lin Wan'er opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.

Your Majesty has been carried away by love!

It's useless to say anything!

Wu Mingkong saw her strange expression, and instantly understood what she was thinking.

Laughing at himself, he laughed and said, "Worried that he told the story of referring to the deer as a horse in the newspaper, or worried that he said that he had sat on the dragon couch?" ”

Lin Wan'er was startled, looked at Wu Mingkong, hesitated for a while, and then said, "Childe, one day you will regain power." ”

Wu Mingkong laughed at himself: "I have always thought so, but now it seems that it is better to press him onto the dragon couch, which is practical." ”

Your Majesty, is this self-defeating?

Lin Wan'er was startled again, her little head looked left and right, for fear that her words would be heard.

"Childe, you ......"

Lin Wan'er opened her mouth, wanting to comfort her, but was interrupted as soon as she spoke.

"I'm fine, some things, the more persistent, the more painful, I've figured it out now, since he likes to toss, let him toss, anyway, it's been ten years of tossing, a few more years, what's the matter?

What's more, since I ascended the throne, what he has done is more beneficial to the court and the people, and I have suffered some grievances, which is nothing. ”

Speaking of which.

The little empress seemed to think of something, and Allure's face showed a touch of amazement, and she said slowly:

"It's ridiculous to say, the emperor's grandfather and father are all seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courts, and they work hard for the country every day, but in the end, they are still in a single line, and they have to let me be the emperor as a daughter."

"Inheriting the throne is not what I want, if it weren't for the fact that I saw the people living in dire straits, I wouldn't have competed with those side relatives for the throne at the beginning......"

Speaking of this, she sighed, and did not continue, with a trace of tiredness in the depths of her eyes, and said leisurely:

"I'm hypocritical again today."

Seeing this, Lin Wan'er felt distressed.

As the personal maid of the little empress, no one knows the empress better than her.

Since His Majesty ascended the throne, he has been bored in the Heart Nourishing Hall all day and night, reviewing the recitals day and night, and his body and mind have been exhausted to the extreme.

The reason for this.

It's not that His Majesty is reckless, and he wants to take everything on himself.

It's a last resort......

After all, before referring to a deer as a horse.

Many political affairs that should have been handled by Zhongshu Province were just because they did not involve the interests of the court and the princes.

The lazy adulterer......

Forehead......

Fang Xiang didn't want to ask, and handed it all over to the incompetent people who had a vegetarian meal in the corpse position under his subordinates.

For the dawn of the people.

As a last resort, His Majesty could only take it in one go.

Personally inquire about everything and annotate it personally.

That's why.

Fang Xiang has so much time to form a party for personal gain and raise private soldiers.

But His Majesty has not rested for a moment.

Fortunately, after referring to the deer as a horse.

Fang Xiang didn't know if it was out of love for His Majesty or some other reason, he changed a lot.

Some political affairs that do not involve the interests of the public and only involve ordinary people, Fang Xiang will also stay in Zhongshu Province and deal with them by himself, so that His Majesty has some leisure time.

Sometimes.

Lin Wan'er would even feel lucky.

"Fortunately, Your Majesty was born in a country and a city, so that Fang Xiang couldn't help but be moved and loved it, otherwise with Your Majesty's temperament, sooner or later he would die of exhaustion in the Heart Cultivation Palace."

Come to think of this.

Lin Wan'er's eyes burst out with a strange light, leaned in, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, the slave maid thinks that what you said is very right, cultivating your own power is a waste of money and energy, and in the end it may be a bamboo basket to draw water, it is better to grab Fang Xiang and not let go, press him on the dragon couch, and let him ......"

Before she could finish speaking, her little head was shattered by a sturdy brain.

Wu Mingkong's face was red, and he aimed at Lin Wan'er's head, and scolded angrily twice:

"Let you talk nonsense! Let you talk nonsense! ”

"It hurts!"

Lin Wan'er covered her little head, with a look of grievance: "Didn't you say this yourself!" ”

"My son is self-deprecating! Do you know what self-deprecation is! ”

Wu Mingkong's beautiful face was red as if he could drip blood, and he said angrily:

"I don't really think so!"

Don't you really think so?

You know it in your own heart!

Lin Wan'er covered her head and pursed her lips.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you want?" ”

Lin Wan'er said aggrievedly: "The slave didn't think about anything. ”

Wu Mingkong said angrily: "You obviously thought about it! ”

Angry!

Chi Guoguo's annoyance and shame turned into anger!

Lin Wan'er looked aggrieved, lowered her little head, and didn't dare to refute.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong snorted coldly and didn't ask any more questions.

A fresh breeze blows, wafting a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

The little empress closed her eyes, sniffed lightly, and suddenly felt refreshed.

The previous depression in my heart was swept away.

I don't know if it's because I thought of Fang Xiu.

Or because he beat Lin Wan'er.

Or, just smell the scent of your favorite osmanthus.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er beside her suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Childe!"

The little empress subconsciously turned her head to look and saw Lin Wan'er's expression surprised and complicated.

Follow her gaze.

Immediately after, I saw a scene that made her breathe stagnant!

Not far away.

In front of a certain shop.

Fang Xiu, who was dressed in a green shirt, stood there, holding a hairpin in his hand, looking left and right, with a smile on his face.

On both sides of him.

Two women in gauze skirts accompanied each other.

The one on the left is taller, dressed in a purple thin smoke veil, with shaved shoulders and a thin waist, with a slender posture, and two slender and white tender lotus roots are close to Fang Xiu on the side.

Exudes an elegant and charming demeanor, with an indescribable charm.

The one on the right is lower, wearing a light gauze-like emerald green gauze, which makes the small waist of Yingying's hand more perfect.

Like a white lotus flower in the lake, slim and elegant, there is a different kind of moving charm.

Far away.

The little empress could feel the different charms exuded by these two women.

Even if you can't see your face, just by virtue of this graceful posture, you can compare to any top beauty in the world!

"No wonder the traitor didn't marry a wife and have children, it turned out that he had always been hiding in the golden house!"

In an instant, a raging fire of anger rose in Wu Mingkong's chest.

Meantime.

There was a sour feeling in my heart, which spread rapidly.

While making her angry, her eyes were sour, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

She was angry, not because Fang Xiu Jinwu was hiding Jiao.

A twenty-eight-year-old man, if there are not a few beautiful maids around, it makes people wonder if he is a normal man after all.

Wu Mingkong never thought that he would make Fang Xiu not close to women.

As long as he doesn't marry a wife, even if he takes a concubine, in the eyes of the little empress, it is within the scope of acceptance.

She was annoyed by......

In this Mid-Autumn Festival.

This traitor took other women, carefully selected a pile of jewelry, and his face was full of spring!

"Is there any truth in his heart?"

"Do you mean ......?"

"Everything he did that day was just a means to coax me to let my guard down!"

Come to think of this.

Wu Mingkong couldn't bear it anymore, held back his tears, turned around and was about to leave.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, she would not be able to hold back her tears.

This time.

Lin Wan'er was bold, grabbed the little empress, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, that hairpin looks like your favorite style on weekdays......"