Chapter 86

When Zhou Lingjun arrived at the forest garden, a white horse ran up in the field.

When he saw the man coming, he waved to him at will.

Hesitated for a moment, Zhou Lingjun asked people to bring his black horse from the stable.

One turned over and flew away, quickly shoulder to shoulder with her.

"The Queen's riding is good." He was filled with admiration.

Lin Lang smiles and doesn't explain.

A charismatic woman has innumerable cards. She will show her amazing side to her target task.

"Zhou tongshuai's horse is good. Can I have a ride in this palace?"

Her eyes fell on his horse.

He laughed heartily, "that's nature!"

Zhou Lingjun is still a little worried about his pet temper and carefully protects the woman on the horse, which naturally leads to some physical contact.

He just felt as if there was something in his hand. Subconsciously, she looked at the man on the horse's back. With a smile on her side and a horse's belly, the whole person galloped away like an arrow from the string.

Between heaven and earth, she looked at the city.

He had no reason to blush.

But, maybe it's too hot.

Well, it must be.

After sending Li Jiaqi back to Mingshui Pavilion, the girl makes a breakfast, and Zhao Huaijin rests in the Mingshui Pavilion. Naturally, she is turned red overnight.

The young girl, like a bird in love with others, lay quietly in his arms. Even if she was asleep, her small cheek was still clinging to his chest.

As if he were the world to her.

Zhao Huaijin did not fall asleep. He put his hand on his forehead and his eyes were as quiet as ink.

No one knows what he's thinking.

The next day, when he got up early, Sood was startled. As usual, there was an hour to go before he got up.

"Your Majesty..."

The girl mumbled and opened her sleepy eyes. Seeing him naked, she drooped her eyes shyly.

It has to be said that Zhao Huaijin's appearance is really like the person coming out of the picture. She is beautiful, dignified and noble, which is different from the mediocre emperor she imagined.

"It's still early. Sleep well." The emperor's tone is a little cold, although there is no big difference with his usual, but Li Jiaqi can still feel his indifference from it.

She was a little timid and didn't know where she had touched his bottom line.

Just in the moment of her trance, Zhao Huaijin had already finished wearing clothes and took people away from Mingshui Pavilion without any nostalgia.

"Master..." Some of the maids are worried about looking at Li Jiaqi, who is absent-minded.

She shook her mind, smile with a bit of reluctance and bitterness, "what's the matter?"

Zhao Huaijin found that his queen was different.

It's like a stone that should be covered with heat, suddenly becomes cold and merciless overnight.

She regarded him as air, and no matter what he did, she couldn't stir up half of her anger, as if he were a passer-by who didn't matter.

For example, at the moment.

At the state banquet, she was rich and luxurious. She was sitting on the table in her elegant Phoenix robe, with tea cups in her plain hands, and the golden steps on her black hair trembled slightly, and her delicacy was somewhat careless.

Even the Empress Dowager looked at her frequently.

Before, Lin Lang was still wearing a mask of gentle treatment. Although her language was thin and cold, it was not embarrassing. At present, she seems to have no intention of camouflage at all, and her face is as indifferent as possible, which makes a cadre of officials and women nervous, for fear that she may annoy the noble woman in the harem.

Although the Zhao family has been copied, it is only the Queen's father and brother who are really involved. According to his Majesty's wishes, he seems to have no intention of abandoning the family, and even has more honor than before.

In front of me, I don't know how to eat the cake

He specially asked the Royal chef to rush it out. He thought she would like it.

"I'm just tired of it." She replied coldly, "just like the mellow and beautiful wine, once the mind changes, it will never taste the taste before."

"Yes." Zhao Huaijin is stunned, slightly embarrassed to avoid her eyes.

When did he get such a cold shoulder when he wanted to have everything at his fingertips? But looking at the eyes of the woman beside him, he didn't feel guilty

In the middle of the banquet, the concubines showed their talents and were favored by the emperor. Among them, Li Jiaqi was definitely ranked No.

She was dressed in bright foreign clothes, painted with rich but not vulgar enchanting makeup, dancing in the palace of Jinluan.

In a flash, it attracted most people's attention, especially men.

Lin Lang yawned lazily.

It's disgusting.

Why do these traveling women always like to dance exotic dances?Is the elegant and implicit national style dance not good-looking?

Although the Zhao Dynasty was open-minded and there were women on the street, they still tended to be conservative. Even if Li Jiaqi only showed her arms to avoid trouble, the Empress Dowager was very upset and gave her several warnings.

Now the empress is not in power, and the rest of the concubines have not been allowed by Zhao Huaijin. Therefore, the queen mother is the biggest master in the imperial palace. She is dissatisfied, so she can't eat and walk around.

The second half of Li Jiaqi can only end in a panic, but still left a stunning.

It's a pity that she wants to show the performance to the person most, but she is absent-minded and knocking the tea cup. Until there was a cry in my ear, "Assassin!"

As soon as he was handsome, he saw a group of masked men in black on the hall. They walk with their own rules, obviously training a number of killers.

Hidden in the dark guards see the situation is different, quickly come out to fight with it.

And a group of concubines were surrounded by fear behind him, all of them were scared out of color, without the charm of the day.

Zhao Huaijin subconsciously looks at his Empress. The other party calmly pulls out the golden hairpin on her hair bun and puts it in the cloud sleeve. She is watching her surroundings with vigilance.

He was suddenly a little disappointed.

Even at his side, she was still worried about her own safety.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

With a sharp rebuke, Zhao Huaijin only had time to catch a flash of bright red in her vision. With a sound of "Chi Chi", her sharp weapon cut through her clothes and penetrated into her tender skin.

"Li, Li Guiren?"

When they thought that the assassin on the temple would be subdued by the guards, their vigilance would inevitably be lowered. The assassin would make a feint move and sneak attack from his side! If it was not for Li Jiaqi's sacrifice, I am afraid Zhao Huaijin would be in greater danger.

Seeing that the assassin missed, he immediately wanted to hijack the seemingly fragile queen next to him. Zhao Huaijin sees his intention. As soon as his heart is tight, he wants to protect her. At this time, Li Jiaqi, who is seriously injured, moans / moans weakly, which makes his movement pause for several seconds.

Li Guiren rushed forward to block the knife for him without hesitation. He said in his heart that it was false not to touch. He did not know why he had a feeling that if Li Guiren was released at this time, he seemed to have lost something

And in these seconds of pause, Lin Lang is in danger.

She didn't even think about whether Zhao Huaijin would protect her, so she had already made preparations. The assassin would come forward. She would fold up several porcelain bowls and throw them off. She could drill through the gap between the assassin's back elbows flexibly. Although she was a little embarrassed, she escaped.

The assassin, whose head was smashed and bleeding, was obviously infuriated. When he turned around and tried to catch Lin Lang, he pulled out his sheath with a sharp edge and took the head on his neck.

The assassin was unwilling to fall in a pool of blood.

Lin Lang staggered a few steps also hit a broad chest.

"Empress, are you all right?"

He asked anxiously, holding the sword in one hand and holding her shoulder in the other.

Lin Lang squeezed the gold hairpin in his sleeve.

Ah, it's pitiful to be an unpopular female partner, even if she's a little bit of a loser.

Didn't you see the woman being protected by the man?

She is still after a country, can't her life compare with a little concubine?

But at this time, Lin Lang felt that he could still brush a wave of existence.

The woman who pretends to be strong and fragile is the most distressing.

"No problem."

She laughed at his weakness, but her hands and feet trembled, and she was about to fall.

Zhou Lingjun did not want to catch her.

Different from the first mission, this time he put his arm around the other side's slender waist and directly took the person to his chest, hoping that she could lean on and feel comfortable.

He looked down to see her situation, the other side just raised his face, the pearl jade swayed, the lights on the Hall fell in her eyes, filled with a pool of fresh autumn water, beautiful and weak and helpless.

She's calling for help.

Ask for help from a strong, high-ranking unmarried man.

This is the message in the eyes of this beautiful woman.

Zhou Lingjun was a little flustered. He only felt that the clothes he touched became light and thin, as if he could touch the soft skin. All he could smell was her fragrance.

In fact, he had some doubts that the assassination was caused by Lin Lang, because when she went to the forest to ride a horse, she put a small note in her hand and asked him to give it to her close friend and invite someone to come to the palace.

As a precaution, he checked the contents above.

Spring travel, apricot blossom blowing head.

Who is young on the street, full of romantic.

He scratched his head and didn't understand.

As a private letter of the empress, he could not make it public, for fear of causing endless trouble to others, so he had to turn over the books word by word and check them one by one. He didn't even recite his homework so seriously when he went to school. If his grandfather, who hated iron and steel, saw it, he would have to be angry.After staying up all night, commander Zhou was relieved.

The empress probably remembered the time when she went on an outing with her companions, and because of her tense relationship with her majesty, she did not want to speak, so she asked him to be a middleman.

In this way, the brain made up for a while, and the commander-in-chief's younger brother also had some heartache for this woman.

She was the mother of Fengyi's Kingdom, but her father and brother had no escape from the power struggle and became the dead bones under the throne. But she can only rely on her own to retain the last pride of the Chen family.

There was no scar on her forehead.

But the blood that was shed on the temple that day was not cold enough.

She was afraid of this cannibal court.

Zhou Lingjun lowered his eyes slowly.

The big palm on the waist gradually increased strength, and the fingers were slightly closer.

Clearly want to possess, but hover in the edge of hesitation.

I'm afraid she'll cheat him.

Pure people often have a kind of amazing vigilance and intuition.

Lin Lang slightly hook lips.

She exclaimed, as if stepping on her skirt.

"Mother, be careful!"

The woman's catkin falls into the palm of her hand and touches the man's rough cocoon unintentionally.

He almost grasped the delicate hands in a moment.

"Thank you, general manager Zhou."

She bowed her head with a smile, her lips bright and her teeth bright.

"No, no thanks."

The commander-in-chief looks like a water-proof face.

In fact, the heart has been surging.

Thank you

Thank you, hairball!

Obviously, he is urging me to rebel!

Beauty is a mistake.

Just like his old and unsophisticated grandfather often said that death under the peony, being a ghost is also romantic.

Zhou Lingjun shook his big body.

He doesn't want to be a ghost. He's so ugly

Grandfather, help!

Here is a beautiful Banshee to peel and stew him!