Chapter 88

Li Jiaqi was promoted to be a third grade Jieyu because of his meritorious service in rescuing his car.

What made her bite her teeth was that the emperor stayed in Mingshui Pavilion most of the time during the month of Li Jiaqi's healing. And before long, the exquisite "Qiushui Palace" is completed, which is even more eye-catching.

Looking at the emperor who entered the inner room, the girl's eyes were affectionate, and she would rise to greet him, "Your Majesty."

"You're still hurt. What are you doing?"

Zhao Huaijin naturally grasps her hands and sits by the bed. The people around him are also skillfully leaning against his chest, listening to the man's steady and powerful heartbeat.

"The queen arrived."

Zhao Huaijin noticed that the body of the man in his arms trembled slightly. He pursed his lips and looked up at the queen.

"Your Majesty, the sacrifice is ready. Which sister would you like to take with you?"

She caresses the cloud sleeve, the eyebrow has not raised.

"Zi Tong An defecates." Zhao Huaijin didn't even think about it.

"That won't do." Lin Lang chuckled and his eyes were full of waves. "I'm sorry, my concubine is stupid. I don't know which one is your Majesty's pearl beauty. Your majesty should choose it in person."

Then he bowed out.

What a magnificent queen!

Li Jiaqi's little maid in waiting for the first time to see how the emperor and empress get along with each other, she was shocked and speechless. Not to mention the noble Tianjia, there is no such wife who dares to be impatient with her husband, even between husband and wife.

Isn't the queen worried about falling out of favor?

This is what this woman is brilliant about.

Li Jiaqi's secret way was not good. Before she could make a counterattack, the man told her to have a good rest. With the golden red figure, she stepped out of the Mingshui Pavilion, and faintly heard the emperor sigh helplessly, "look at you, what kind of pettiness are you making? Li Jieyu has done a good job in protecting her. I must accompany her. "

"What did your majesty do with your concubine all the way?"

"It's a fine day. Take a walk."

Lin Lang rolled a white eye, walked casually and swayed to Fengyi palace.

Thanks to the man's serious excuse.

She took a nap with her back to him. She was disgusted.

Zhao Huaijin, who got a cold back, couldn't help laughing. As expected, he was still a child's temperament. He was not happy and put it all on his face.

But what to do, he just wanted to spoil such a bad tempered guy.

"Zi Tong, I'll discuss a matter with you."

His deep voice sounded in the room, and there was a gentle meaning, "next time, if you are attacked again, I hope you can stand in front of me, even if it's a disguise, and don't give others a chance to help, OK?"

He'll do what he says.

Sometimes, in order to balance the relationship between the Imperial Palace and the imperial court, the emperor had to make some sacrifices.

To say a cruel word, Li Jiaqi gave up his life and forgot to die for him. Although Zhao Huaijin had a touch in his heart, it was more natural. She is her concubine, a servant. She wears pearls and glass, keeps her royal clothes, and devotes herself to her master when necessary.

In order to appease these people who have been living and dying for him, Zhao Huaijin, who is familiar with strategy, naturally knows the importance of clear rewards and punishments.

In this way, he will inevitably have to cover up his true temperament, so that others can not detect his excessive partiality, which makes people cold.

But it's different.

She was his wife, the mistress of the Zhao Dynasty, and the only one who could walk with him. Li Guiren's sword blocking is escort, while his wife's coming forward is all from her friendship for her husband.

When will she change her mind?

He thought about it for a long time and fell asleep.

On the way, the man kicked the quilt again. Zhao Huaijin had to pull the quilt back with half an eye open, cover it up and continue to sleep.

On the winter solstice, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

"May the weather be favorable in Zhao and the people will be in good health."

Zhao Huaijing wore a big fur, the solemn black lining made his eyebrows more and more condensed, and the officials were even more timid and did not dare to speak out.

Then someone suddenly added a sentence.

"I also wish my son to be born as soon as possible, and to be happy with me and Zitong."

Lin Lang squinted at him, "Your Majesty, you are not so kind. We pray for the people, how can we mix personal will?" This is a complete mockery. Unexpectedly, her brain waves are not on the same channel as her.

The emperor explained earnestly, "I am also for the sake of the country. If you give birth to a prince as soon as possible, I will be able to teach him to become a Ming King earlier, studying, practicing martial arts, astronomy, geography, music, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

This time, he will take good care of her.

Lin Lang thought that if the baby was born, Zhao Huaijin would not be able to abuse people to death.

In addition, I don't want to worry about her too much, so don't worry about itWhat else can Lin Lang say?

The key points are all wrong.

This man, say he is smart, sometimes he is cute.

When going down to the temple of heaven, the wind was a little strong, and Lin Lang almost couldn't stand steadily.

A piece of sleeve robe decorated with sun, moon and stars was handed over.

"Hold on, I won't coax you if it hurts."

Lin Lang raised her eyebrows to see the man's back. Before her hand reached out, the other party was already impatient. She clearly held her finger and led her down the jade step by step.

"Your Majesty, this is out of order."

"No problem. They don't dare to scribble. Your health matters."

"Your Majesty, I suddenly feel that you are very handsome and handsome."

"Just keep in mind that you can recite it three times a day without saying it."

“……”

It's shameless.

On the way back to heaven, the emperor and empress took the same carriage and passed through the qingnu river. Suddenly, a large number of assassins poured out. Apparently, they had been ambushing here for a long time and wanted to catch turtles in a urn.

In the sound of swords, Lin Lang is pinched by Zhao Huaijin all the time, but she wants to escape by herself. As a result, she is dragged by someone to jump into the river to die for love.

Not into the river at that moment, Lin Lang asked, "Your Majesty, can you swim?"

"No Even though his body was tossed back and forth by the waves, Zhao Huaijin still stroked his broken hair in front of his forehead with an elegant gesture, and said with a smile, "I remember that the Queen's water quality is excellent. My life and the hope of the people in the world are entrusted to you. I hope the queen will not betray my trust and true feelings."

Is it true? Lin Lang's true love is a man with a broken hand.

The current of qingnu river is so fast that Lin Lang is held in his arms tightly by the man and floats to the gentle downstream. At this time, the man has fainted. She took great efforts to pull ashore, with the tip of her toe poked the emperor's plump buttocks, "sire, hurry up."

It didn't move.

Some small movements have not escaped the eye of the law.

Pretend to sleep?

Lin Lang's eyes turned, twisted the skirt, squatted down, and began to unravel the man's clothes. When she wanted to take off her trousers, a big palm caught her evil hand.

"What are you doing?" The man has a handsome black face.

I thought it would be a hearty confession. As a result, the other party didn't play cards according to the card theory. Without saying a word, he stripped his upper body completely, and now he coveted his own dragon trousers. Has she ever paid attention to Zhao Huaijin's noble dragon body? Can this be exposed at will?

"I'm afraid your majesty will catch cold in wet clothes?"

Lin Lang's excuse will come.

"I think it's you who want to strip off my clothes and show up naked." Zhao Huaijin sneers, he doesn't know about those flowery things in his queen's stomach? Recently, this man is becoming more and more rampant. He really needs treatment, otherwise he will not have to climb on his head and act as a bully.

"Your Majesty really is. I just want to think about it." Lin Lang's face is wronged.

"I don't want to..." He was about to retort, and then he coughed softly, "yes."

Qingnu River downstream is a dense forest, two people in the circle, dark did not go out. At the age of seven, the supreme ruler of the Zhao Dynasty was involved in emperor's mind skills. At the age of 13, he was a real road fool.

"Sire, I beg you, will you not lead the way?"

"Don't make any noise. I'm about to find my way."

"I'm not afraid of low back pain."

"My waist is good. It doesn't hurt."

Lin Lang was shocked.

It's over. The dog emperor is absolutely a ghost, and he's really flirting with her.

Zhao Huaijin frowned with a pair of thick black eyebrows, "Why are you so surprised? Since I was five years old, I have been practising martial arts with the master. I have to take horse steps every afternoon. Naturally, my waist strength is excellent. Isn't that normal? "

Lin Lang:

That's right. It makes sense. I'm speechless.

"Why don't you go?" He stopped.

"My legs are numb." She pitifully said that in order to win the sympathy of men, Lin Lang also deliberately wiped some mud on her face.

Zhao Huaijin held out his finger and gently wiped the stain on her cheek.

One hand touched the other's leg quietly.

"I lied. I wanted to hang on." His face sank at once.

"How does your majesty plan to deal with my concubine? Leave my concubine here to feed the wolf? Does your majesty not care? "

“……”

This woman, thinking that she dotes on her, is going to advance in a proper way.

"Forget it, you are tough. Don't harm the male wolf on the mountain top. I'd better take it back and cook the soup."

The man's thin fingers poked her eyebrows, and the light of the moon fell on his beautiful face, and there was a gentle feeling in the bottom of his eyes.

He absolutely didn't like her very much, just wanted to spoil her a point, that's all.He is the son of heaven, the Lord of a country, how can he have weaknesses?

Zhao Huaijin thought in his heart, but carefully carried the person up and held her buttocks.

It's heavy.

It was so heavy that his hands were shaking.

"What kind of soup? Beauty soup? "

Lin Lang was lying on the man's broad shoulders, counting his fingers, excitedly listing several soup names.

"No, it's mandarin duck soup."

He chuckled, as warm as the sun, as the spring.

Your majesty, what about the indifferent emperor?

Isn't it a bit excessive for you to look at people like this?