Chapter 130: Wishful thinking

Emperor...... Please?

Emperor Xuanwu was angry in his stomach, his clenched teeth were loose and tight, tight and loose, and his whole face was red with anger, but he couldn't bear to kick the magpie out.

He knew how much Concubine Zhen liked this servant, and he didn't want to add fuel to the fire to the relationship between the two at this time.

"Humph!"

I heard a muffled snort, the figure of Emperor Xuanwu had already left Hexi Palace, and the palace people heard the voice of Concubine Zhen scolding the emperor outside, and at this moment I saw the emperor come out of it angrily with a straight face, and they all knelt on the ground.

Without waiting for the emperor to warn the palace maid who was as bold as her master, the door of Hexi Palace closed with a bang.

Wang Dequan took the mark glue from the palace of Concubine Liang, and hurried slowly, just to see the scene of the emperor being driven out of Hexi Palace.

The palace people who were waiting reminded him with frightened eyes that the emperor was afraid that his temper was not very good at this time, but he must not provoke him.

Wang Dequan hesitated for a while, but walked over with light steps, and presented the marking glue with both hands: "Your Majesty, this marking glue ......"

Emperor Xuanwu turned around and wanted to knock on the door, but thinking that Jiang Xinyue was giving him a look in front of so many palace people, he retracted his hand again, looking at the bottle of demarking gel, no matter how he looked at it, it was not pleasing to the eye.

He grabbed the cold bottle and made a tossing gesture.

"Hey Emperor......"

Wang Dequan was so frightened that he screamed half a sentence, and swallowed half a sentence back.

You can't!

This marking glue is still willing to be taken out by Concubine Liang because she thought the emperor was injured, if it was so bad, what a pity!

The fingers pinching the bottle were already white, and Emperor Xuanwu glanced at Hexi Palace with an uncertain expression, his violently undulating chest gradually calmed down, and his red eyes closed and opened.

Finally, on the steps at the entrance of Hexi Palace, there was only a small cyan porcelain vase with a round belly and a big mouth, and the emperor's guard of honor was gone.

"Are you gone?"

The magpie leaned against the door with weak legs, and Jiang Chuan and Xiao Xuanzi helped her peek out: "It seems to be gone." ”

"It's good to go, it's good to go, it's good ......"

The magpie patted his chest and opened the door a crack, quickly took the bottle of marking glue in, and asked Xiao Xuanzi and Jiang Chuan to quickly close the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm scared to death, the emperor's eyes are too scary, I didn't dare to look up the whole time, does the emperor want to kick me to death?" ”

The magpie is her mother's mother who dares to hand over the knife, and she dares to sharpen the knife to the emperor.

"Magpie, you were so brave just now, I admire you."

"Yes! We didn't react, you have already walked over and asked the emperor to go. ”

She asked the emperor to go, and she obviously asked the emperor to get out.

and her sharpness when she closed the door, she almost didn't write the word "get out" on her face.

Jiang Chuan asked himself, he didn't have the guts.

The magpie laughed awkwardly: "I have won the prize......

The conscience of heaven and earth, she didn't mean that, she was afraid that the emperor would sprinkle his anger on her, in case a divine dragon swung its tail and kicked her out, she didn't want to vomit blood like Mama Gui, so she quickly closed the door.

You can't kick her like this!

In the dormitory, Mama Li was still persuading Jiang Xinyue bitterly: "Niangniang, don't blame the old slave for talking too much, this palace is full of people, the emperor is the best for you, he is the son of heaven, the lord of the world, you ask him to be good with you alone, it is too strong." ”

Even if the emperor himself is willing, the civil and military officials will not agree!

If it really comes to that point, I am afraid that the emperor will be forced to personally execute the concubine Niangniang.

"When did Bengu ask him to be friendly with only one person?"

Jiang Xinyue wiped the tears that kept falling: "This palace has known since the day I entered the palace that this palace will share the same husband with a group of women for the rest of my life." But...... But this palace didn't think about delivering the sincerity, it was the emperor's ...... It's so good for me, I'm ...... I'm just ......"

She cried so hard that she couldn't stop crying: "Mama, you are also a woman, do you think that if a man really loves you, can he still tolerate other women in his heart?" A man who will always put you in a dangerous situation, and when you are in danger, he can still weigh the pros and cons, does he really love you? ”

It sounds like this, the emperor is really scummy.

Mama Li sighed: "Niangniang, a woman who has entered the palace is the most unable to talk about the truth." It is enough for the emperor to favor you, and any of the women in the palace live by true love, all by favor. ”

Those who count on true love will not live for a few years, and they can break their hearts to death.

There is only one emperor, but there are so many concubines in the harem, all of them want the emperor's sincerity, and his heart is enough for a few people?

What Concubine Zhen wants, but the emperor's whole heart, doesn't want to share it with anyone!

Too greedy, too delusional.

"If I count on favor, why should I give my heart?"

Jiang Xinyue sniffed and sighed: "Maybe I'm really too greedy!" At first, I just thought that it would be great to be with him like this, but then he was kind to me, and I thought that he liked me a little. Then he was very fond of me, and I thought, can I ask for more? He made me sink a little bit and shattered all my expectations. Mama Li, I can't accept it, I think there is love between me and him! Love...... Isn't it only for one person? ”

If everyone can love, what kind of love is it?

Love that can be easily promised to anyone, that is too cheap.

Emperor Xuanwu sat in the imperial study, preparing to review the recital as usual, but the emperor, who usually handled official affairs very quickly, had been sitting for half an hour with the recital today, and his posture had not even changed, as if he had been frozen.

His eyebrows were tightly frowned, and Jiang Xinyue's words scolding him kept echoing in his head...... It's not a scolding either...... It should be said that the accusation is more precise.

"Wang Dequan, what do you think...... What kind of person am I? ”

"This ......"

Wang Dequan knew what he wanted to ask, but he didn't answer what he asked: "The servants on the side don't dare to say, but the emperor must be a diligent and loving king, and it is their blessing for the people to have a lord like you." ”

"I want you to say something, for example, for a woman, am I a good husband?"

Wang De thought to himself: I dare not say anything else, why do you still let me say it? Isn't it bullying?

He laughed: "The slave is not healthy, he can't be a woman's husband, and he hasn't seen how other men treat his wife, the slave has seen the emperor, this ......"

There is no comparison!

couldn't get to the point, Emperor Xuanwu waved his hand: "Go down, standing here I look upset, I can't approve it." ”

The king has died unjustly!

The emperor can't stand it, it should be for the sake of Concubine Zhenniang!

What's the matter with him!