"Dad, what's wrong with you? ...”

Ling Wanwan's expression was a little strange.

"Oh, the new emperor has ascended the throne, and Lord Shoufu has some things that need to be discussed with our Ministry of Industry, so I sent my father back by the way when I returned home." Ling Tianchao explained.

Ling Wanwan nodded, as if she wanted to escape quickly, and instructed him: "My daughter still has some things to deal with in the palace, and she will move home when she finishes dealing with it." ”

"Okay."

There were outsiders there, and Ling Tianchao didn't want to ask her much.

When Ling Wanwan pulled his legs and wanted to go to his own carriage, which was small and shabby compared to his, Zhao Huaiyi said, "Niangniang wants to go back to the palace?" It just so happened that the monarch was also going to enter the palace to discuss the government with the emperor, so let's go back together in the carriage of the monarch. ”

"Your Excellency, don't you want to? ...”

Before Ling Tianchao's words were finished, Zhao Huaiyi smiled back: "Temporarily remembering Your Majesty, there are still some court affairs that have not been discussed. ”

"Oh..."

Ling Tianchao hurriedly silenced himself, not daring to ask any more questions.

Ling Wanwan wanted to refuse again, but when she saw his eyes that shone with cold light, she couldn't lift her steps anymore, and staggered into his carriage with Chunying's support.

The carriage headed for the palace.

The carriage was extremely spacious, but staying alone with him inside, Ling Wanwan felt that it was too tight.

Ling Wanwan sat across from him, clasping her knees with her hands and letting herself lean against the wall of the car, her eyes trying not to collide with him.

"What's hidden in your sleeve?"

She lowered her head, only to realize that the marriage paper had not been properly hidden, and that a piece of it had been exposed as the carriage had bumped.

"Nothing."

She hurriedly hid it.

Zhao Huaiyi stretched out his hand towards her, his intention was obvious.

couldn't resist him, so Ling Wanwan had to take it out and give it to him.

"Chen Sesame Rotten Grain, you are going to use this to fool the fourth prince and make him quit?"

Zhao Huaiyi finished reading it and threw it back to her.

I didn't pay attention to it at all.

Ling Wanwan picked it up and put it away like a baby.

"What works is a good plan."

Ling Wanwan muttered, and returned to her sitting position.

"Doesn't it mean that the fourth prince is both civil and military, and his appearance is outstanding, so there is nothing wrong with marrying him?"

He tapped his fingers on the desk, his eyes resting on her.

"Isn't it okay to change your mind on the fly?"

She rested her head on her arms and turned her face to the curtain, unwilling to look at him.

The corners of Zhao Huaiyi's eyes tensed slightly: "Instead of pinning your hopes on that marriage letter, it is better to beg Benjun, maybe I can help you." ”

"Hongu won't fool you again."

She said stubbornly.

Zhao Huaiyi frowned slightly, "That night, it was the mother who took the initiative." His face sank slightly, "And, more than once." ”

Ling Wanwan was very annoyed and ashamed, he didn't say that it was okay, as soon as she said it, she thought that she had lost her body and didn't catch anything.

"This palace is to set up a Ming monarch for the Great Qi."

She said it soundingly.

"Mingjun?"

Zhao Huaiyi snorted coldly, "If Murong Ye is really a Ming Jun, how could he rush to ask the Queen Mother to marry the Empress Dowager when the first emperor's bones are not cold?" I'm afraid it's a lustful Mingjun. ”

"Y-what you say!"

His mouth is a notoriously incorruptible tongue, and Ling Wanwan lost the upper hand in a few sentences.

"I'm afraid that the first emperor is ignorant, and the mother doesn't know it if she follows Yuzhong."

His words were already obvious, but in Ling Wanwan's opinion, he was insulting the first emperor, she grabbed the cup on the table, and wanted to splash water on him, but he instantly grabbed the tea cup with one hand, and dragged her to her eyes.

Zhao Huaiyi quietly looked at her fierce little face, and sneered: "Niangniang is really in love with the first emperor. ”

"Indeed, he is better than you in every way."

Ling Wanwan was scratched by him, and the tip of her nose was slightly sour.

As soon as the words came out, she immediately tasted the taste of punishment, and the man snatched her into his arms like crazy, and no matter how she struggled, she was imprisoned by him, and the two of them could only be close together.

The dark purple robe and the green plum palace skirt are entangled.

Ling Wanwan cried and didn't let him touch her.