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However, accidents always happen unexpectedly.
Seeing that the border of Dajing was getting closer and closer, and the beauty in the prison car was going to the mansion to recuperate, the official couldn't hold back anymore, so he found an excuse to ask the nanny to bring Linlang out.
"The officer is looking for me?"
Lin Lang lifted the curtain of the tent.
Before she could finish her sentence, she was oppressed by the man and kissed and fondled.
Lin Lang is quite indifferent to the affairs of men and women, and other people's lust is like fire. To her, it is just a thing that is not very interesting, and she reluctantly enjoys it occasionally.
"Princess... princess... Princess Wei Xinyue..."
The official looks handsome, even if he is the son-in-law, it is also a reason, but this expression is too strong, Meng Lang is rampant, with scarlet eyes, biting her shoulders and hair, like a monster who only asks for love.
"My lord, you lost your composure."
Lin Lang was unaffected, "Didn't we say that you help me today, and I will repay you a hundred times when I reach the gate of heaven." She rolled her eyes, "But I didn't say that I will give myself to you."
The official paused, and rubbed her waist more roughly.
Is this a repentance
Lin Lang smiled slightly, "Have you thought about it, sir? It's easy to be lingering with me now, but in the future when my future husband asks, whoever broke my body, the master guards and steals himself, but I can't escape the blame." She posted it, Breathing out like blue, "how, the official will continue to go to bliss with me? It's not impossible..."
The word "Bliss" was still taught to her by the jackal.
Thinking about it, the more strict the disciples of everyone are, the more unrestrained they are when it comes to love/desire.
The official let go of the man abruptly, with a confused look on his face.
The neckline of the prison clothes faded to the shoulders, revealing the beauty's slender and delicate shoulders and neck. The other party pulled back slowly, straightened the skirts, and bowed to salute, "Since the official has no orders, I will leave first."
Lin Lang returned to the prison car, and the girls were fine.
Jun Wan clenched her fists tightly, and then slowly released them.
That night, Lin Lang was hugged tightly by her.
The eldest princess just said one word, "Who?"
The sound of the words is sonorous and chilling.
Lin Lang didn't hide it, "surnamed Wei, from Zhaochu Prefecture."
"I got it."
Lin Lang rubbed her neck, "My sister's arms are so warm, she will hug me to sleep tonight."
Jun Wan naturally followed her.
After a while, Prince Zhao led the troops to Dajing.
The prison car drove over the bluestone slab.
"Mother, what is that red hijab covering?" the child asked while holding a candied haws, sucking his fingers.
The little woman was slightly contemptuous, "It's a sheep cart."
The child was innocent and said, "Goat cart? What is a sheep cart? There are no sheep there!"
The "sheep cart" is the "beauty cart", imprisoning beautiful girls from all over the world. Their only function is to entertain and invite pets.
For ordinary women, although these "prisoned slaves" are beautiful, they are inferior to them in status, and they will also be destined to become favored servants in the future, so they naturally despise them. But for the girls in the prison car, their chance to change their fate has come. Even if they are favored servants, it is better than staying in the prison car, moldy and rotten all day long.
Life is short, and they are young and beautiful, how can they die so lonely and unknown
Looking at the bustling streets of Shangjing, the girls secretly made up their minds that they must stay here.
After Prince Zhao arranged them into an exquisite mansion and invited masters from all walks of life to teach them, the girls tried their best to learn one by one. The most popular one is the way of Huang Chi. These boudoir girls blushed and listened to the teachings of the women in the brothel very seriously.
Lin Lang and Jun Wan were singled out, but not among them.
From Prince Zhao's point of view, overripe plums will only make men boring, leaving some jerky feeling, but more pleasing. No matter how those fireworks prostitutes in the hook bar make men fascinated, is there anyone who regards them as real wives? It's just one or two young and beautiful playthings, and when the energy is over, they won't be rare.
The girls didn't understand what it meant, and were glad that Lin Lang and Jun Wan were not here. The two of them are both top-notch in appearance and figure, and if they learn this trick to seduce people, wouldn't it be even more overwhelming for them to be able to stand out
At this time, Linlang recommended herself and told the master pianist that she could teach Junwan how to play the harp.
In order to get more time to spend with each other, Junwan thought for a while, "I know how to dance swords, why don't I teach her sword dances, Lin Lang has a very good figure, and she will definitely amaze everyone when she dances."
The masters suddenly felt that they were useless, and left in shame.
Prince Cong Zhao couldn't help smiling when this matter reached the ears of Prince Cong Zhao.
"It's a novelty for a delicate princess to wield knives and guns, let her."
The days in Qingyue Mansion passed quickly, Lin Lang and Jun Wan were inseparable from day to night. Playing the piano, practicing swords, practicing calligraphy, reading books, playing chess, admiring flowers, swimming with candles in hand, lying down with arms crossed, and truly becoming close friends.
When Lin Lang finishes practicing the first sword dance Jun Wan taught her, King Da Jing's seventieth birthday is approaching.
Someone specially came to deliver the news, saying that the prince intends to let the girls perform at the state banquet, and whoever wins the first place will be able to ascend to the sky in one step and become the master of all living beings.
That night, no one in Qingyue Mansion could sleep.
Girls want to be picked.
Lin Lang heard several crisp operas outside the window, crying, laughing, lingering, mixed together, so absurd.
Jun Wan blew out the candle and huddled with her.
The two of them had developed a habit in the prison car. If they didn't sleep next to each other, they couldn't fall asleep.
"Tomorrow is our chance." Jun Wan said in a low voice, "If we are selected, we may be separated, Lin Lang, are you afraid?"
These days, they slept and ate together, and they had long been used to each other's existence.
Lin Lang shook her head and smiled like a little fox, "There's nothing to be afraid of. You're gone, but your heart is still with me. No matter how far you run, I'll drag you and you'll definitely come back. If you don't come back, I will cry every day until your heart softens."
Jun Wan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's like flying a kite." She said again, "Don't cry, what should I do if I become blind from crying."
Lin Lang said proudly, "You are my favorite General Tiger kite."
Jun Wan scratched her nose.
"Okay, go to sleep, I'll play it for you in my dream."
On the second day, Qingyue Mansion ushered in the biggest host.
—Choose someone from Prince Zhao himself!
The girls hugged each other excitedly, their powdery faces were full of spring, they were truly charming.
Lin Lang sipped her tea, curled her lips together, look, how long has passed, this group of people have forgotten the rape they have been through, and regard their enemies as future lovers.
I really don't remember to eat.
Surrounded by his entourage, Prince Zhao stepped into the inner courtyard. He was wearing a black sable cloak, like Zhilan Yushu, his appearance was unparalleled, noble and handsome.
His first glance fell on the girl in red.
Furong has a small dimple, her eyebrows and eyes are wavy.
His admiration was undisguised.
The girls lowered their heads and furtively curled their lips at Lin Lang as they dispersed.
Then came the assessment.
Lin Lang and Jun Wan separated and led into a room smoked with rosin alone.
The man sat on the examiner's seat, admiring a jade pendant, and said in a casual tone, "Let's begin."
Lin Lang drew out his sword.
A cold light swept across his face.
Prince Cong Zhao didn't lift his eyes.
Lin Lang danced with her bare feet, and the golden bells ringing under her feet.
The red dress is light and the goldware is bright, which is completely different from the previous moonlight stroking harp.
Prince Cong Zhao had a half-smile, "Your Highness, I think it must have been a lot of hard work. She can dance so well that it makes people forget the world. It would be too wasteful to serve those big bosses."
Lin Lang frowned, "What do you mean?"
"It's not interesting." He said lightly, "Just to inform you, don't work in vain, I won't choose you."
The girl in the red dress threw her sword angrily, "Rong Jinghe, don't go too far!"
"Excessive?" He sneered and stepped forward, "I will go too far, my princess."
She looked calm, but her fingers trembled slightly.
Like a ghost, Rong Jinghe took her hand. Even though it was covered with a layer of powder, he could still clearly see the bloodstains on the palm, "... Does it hurt? Did you take the medicine?"
Rong Jinghe later realized that he actually loved a woman so much.
She withdrew her hand in disgust, turned and left.
And the moment she stepped over the threshold, Lin Lang raised her eyebrows.
Who will eat who, maybe.
Unsurprisingly, Jun Wan was selected, attended the state banquet seven days later, and was accepted by Prince Dajing.
The girls chuckled.
Who is Prince Dajing? He is the crown prince of a country, but he is also a flirtatious ghost who wins over seven daughters overnight!
Any girl with a heart will not choose him!
Jun Wan's eyes are calm. At this point, everything is empty except authority.
"This is the best result I expected. The Dajing Kingdom is rich and powerful, but the internal struggles are chaotic. The sons of King Dajing are not easy to save fuel. Prince Dajing is on the cusp of the crisis, and now urgently needs As a helper, accepting me into the East Palace is just a cover-up."
There was a rush there, Junwan stayed in Qingyue Mansion for one night, and the next day he had to sit in a small red sedan chair and enter the inner curtain from the back door of the East Palace.
Lin Lang felt wronged.
The majestic princess of the Nine Kingdoms, but now she is so contemptuous, nameless, and dismissed in a small sedan chair.
Jun Wan smiled lightly, wearing a red cloak, "Okay, I am not wronged, why are you wronged? The current predicament is only temporary, you and I are in the same heart, and sooner or later we have the right to rule the country. I am in Dajing waiting for your good news."
Lin Lang handed her a royal decree that she kept privately, "You use this army first."
Jun Wan frowned and disagreed, "Since you want to deal with Prince Cong Zhao, why don't you have an amulet?"
Lin Lang sighed, "It is because of Longtan and Tiger's Cave that I have to be more cautious. That man is as careful as a hair, and he will find out sooner or later. It is better to leave it to you. When you gain a firm foothold in Dajing, you will be relieved." Come and help me. The two of us, sisters, can only succeed if we watch and help each other. You and I are one, so don’t refuse me, sister.”
"… OK."
She took it, hid it in her chest, and ironed it endlessly.
"You take this too."
Jun Wan took out a piece of snow blue leather rope from her waist and put it in her palm.
"My mother... My mother is also very skilled. She taught me swordsmanship." She said softly, "From childhood to adulthood, every year on my birthday, she would make up a sword for me."
"I watched her weave and learned."
Jianjiang is a leather rope tied to the head of the sword, which is different from the "Wenjian" tied to the sword tassel, and it is a symbol of "Wujian".
The mother who died young was a victim of power. Under the persecution of her father and brother, she separated from her childhood sweetheart and entered the palace, unable to control herself. When she was dying, she earnestly asked, my son, you must not be the flower on the hairpin that everyone praises, but a sharp sword, and be your own master in the troubled times.
Lin Lang stretched out her hand and said crisply, "Sister, put it on for me. This is a token of love you gave me. I will definitely wear it day and night."
Jun Wan was a little sentimental at first, but when she teased her, she burst out laughing.
"Then you have to wear it next to your body every day. If you lose my token of love, I will never forgive you."
Jun Wan was taller than Lin Lang, at this moment she cupped her face, and their foreheads touched lightly.
"Wait for me, I will be your backer."
Lin Lang smiled sweetly, "Yes."
The two walked out of the corridor.
With the help of the maidservant, Jun Wan bent down and got into the sedan chair. Soon, she opened a curtain and looked at the girl under the car.
In the deep snow, the ruts travel far.
Lin Lang took a deep breath into her palm, and the sword border on her wrist was glowing a bright snow-blue color.
After Jun Wan left, Lin Lang also took action, deliberately staying in the snow all night, catching cold, and lingering on the sick bed.
Like a dream but not a dream, someone gently touched her forehead.
Lin Lang leaned towards the man, pestering him, "Don't go... don't leave me... I, I'm the only one, I'm alone, no one loves me..."
The voice choked up, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
"...Okay, I won't go, don't cry...I love you..."
The other party hesitated, and kissed away her tears.
Lin Lang took the initiative to send herself up.
So the neck is lingering, the snow melts and the spring mud.
Rong Jinghe coaxed the little girl all night, she fell asleep sobbing, but he couldn't sleep, so he turned sideways and admired the princess's face. This indifferent flower in the clouds was finally plucked by him, and it bloomed softly in spring. He couldn't help bending his neck, took her lips in his mouth, and kissed her deeply.
A tickle in the throat.
"...cough cough."
Rong Jinghe covered his mouth and coughed softly, but it still woke him up.
Those autumn water eyes were confused at first, then surprised, and then mourned like a storm.
She found the red lotus hairpin next to her, and stabbed him fiercely in the neck.
With such a dangerous scene, Rong Jinghe was distracted thinking about it—this time she acted more lightly.
The lotus hairpin pressed against his flesh but didn't go deep, Rong Jinghe knew she couldn't do it. The first man is always special, let alone a princess who doesn't understand love
He slightly raised his eyes, "What is the reason for this, Your Highness? You want me to stay, and it is you who want me to love you. Rongmou repeatedly begged, and Her Highness insisted repeatedly. I can only sacrifice myself to appease Your Highness. What's the matter, once he woke up, His Highness turned his face and refused to recognize anyone?"
"you shut up!"
Because of her anger, her eyes were extremely bright.
"Cough, cough, cough—" Rong Jinghe coughed again, and said rather rascally, "You see, in order to serve the princess, all of you are sick, even if you don't have credit, you have to work hard, right?"
She was so angry that her jade cheeks became dizzy, and the lotus hairpin pierced some more.
Rong Jinghe admired her black hair splashing ink, and threw out another sentence, "Your little sister has just entered the palace wall of Prince Dajing, and it is not known whether she is alive or dead. If His Highness really wants to kill me, you can go from Zhao The arrest warrant is issued, and you will also be buried for me. At that time, your little sister will have no one to rely on, so don't you worry?"
"Snapped-"
The red hairpin fell to the ground.
Tears welled up in her eyelashes.
Rong Jinghe took the opportunity to hug her tightly, she moved her lips and said hoarsely, "... Get out."
The man turned a deaf ear to her and smiled close to her ear, "Living in this narrow Qingyue Mansion is really wronged for the princess. When I return to Congzhao, I will build a Linlang Palace for you. It is the only fairyland in the sky and on the earth." , what do you think?"
Rong Jinghe coaxed her softly, "My princess, don't be angry, my heart melts when you frown."
Liar.
Lin Lang didn't move and let him hug her, but she was thinking in her heart that if she built a palace, she would at least be a side concubine, which would save her the time to climb all the way up from being a maidservant.
Prince Zhao took Lin Lang out of Qingyue Mansion, shouting and embracing, the battle was not small.
The girls who had offended her on weekdays were all pale, shaking like chaff.
But Lin Lang didn't deal with them.
Now that she has jumped out of the siege, but they are still struggling, and they will be obedient in the days to come. Furthermore, it is indispensable to flatter those who flatter her. If you want to cling to her, these young girls are the best outlet. If she doesn't need to clean it up, someone will clean it up for her, so why should she dirty her hands
As for her, she will continue to be the flower in the clouds in a man's heart, maintaining a delicate heart like ice and snow.
Men always love to seduce immortals and fall into demons, then—
She went off in person and gave a good performance to the Nine Kingdoms.
Lin Lang lived in Prince Cong Zhao's inner bedroom, and the food and clothing were all very good.
Even the crown prince's staff had to respectfully address Miss Linlang when they saw her.
Under the flickering candlelight, Rong Jinghe hugged her, but he didn't dare to be like Qingyuefu, who took advantage of the other party's unconsciousness to make troubles. The princess is arrogant, even in trouble, she still has her bearing, unlike the little coquettish hooves in the entertainment field, if you want to be popular, you need to coax her to be gentle and supple.
When he got along with her these few days, he felt more and more that she was well read in poetry and books, with a broad vision, and every word was full of pearls and jade.
It would be even better if you can get on the couch.
Sometimes, the princess was in a daze and shed tears for no reason.
It was the first time that Rong Jinghe felt guilty, if he hadn't attacked Bo Yun, she wouldn't have had a miserable life experience, like duckweed on the water, helpless.
But then again, if he had no power or power, how could she look up to him, and even fall in love with him
Make it up to her later.
Rong Jinghe asked, "What name do you have?" Between lovers, a nickname is the most intimate.
Lin Lang lowered her eyes, "The woman has no name or surname, so His Highness can do whatever she wants."
Rong Jinghe instantly had a headache.
Linlang is her surname, known as the Linlang family in the world, she still blames him for destroying the Linlang Wang family and destroying her foundation.
"Then I'll get you one?" He hesitated for a while, "Is it Xiaohua?"
In his heart, she is as beautiful as a flower, separated by clouds, clear and cold.
The corners of Linlang's lips condensed slightly.
Rong Jinghe didn't know well, so he said quickly, "I'm just joking."
Lin Lang swept him out, and suddenly looked back and smiled.
She stroked her hair bun, "I forgot, there are flowers all over the room to the west of Your Highness, Your Highness will take one for himself tonight, and just caress it."
Tai Jingguo was generous, and after Rong Jinghe offered his beauties, the other party also reciprocated, sending him several girls of different races, all of whom were beautiful, like beautiful snakes.
Rong Jinghe's nose was ashamed, and he didn't feel angry, but recalled her angry look.
Rong Jinghe: "System, is the princess jealous?" The little natives are too cute. '
system:'… '
People think you are a fool.
After a while, Rong Jinghe set off to return home.
The Dajing water is deep, so he will not take this muddy water for the time being, and it will not be too late to make plans after this intelligent and unparalleled monarch and princess gets a firm foothold in the Prince's East Palace.
He has Prince Linlang's daughter in his hand, and the two daughters are Jinlan's friends, so they will have to see each other in the future.
But when they came out, many people were shocked.
The world compares the two, and they are both placed on the high ground of the spring of the Nine Kingdoms. For the sake of a false name and reputation, those women are fighting for life and death, and they insist on distinguishing between them. These two people are originally the most incompatible, but they are As soon as they saw old friends, they listened to the reports from their subordinates. In Qingyue Mansion, they "expressed love with their eyebrows and eyes", and they had to go arm in arm when going to the toilet. Even men and women were not so obsessed with each other.
Rong Jinghe wanted to laugh when he heard it, but what he got in return was just an unenlightened kid, how could he know what it's like to be fascinated by a man and a woman
But this did remind Rong Jinghe that the two of them had a good friendship, and they had to meet each other when they left this time, otherwise the mountains would be high and the road would be long, and the princess would blame him.
Rong Jinghe told this matter to Prince Dajing Xie Xiangfeng.
Without saying a word, Xie Xiangfeng led the people to see him off on the bank of the willow.
"elder sister!"
"younger sister!"
The two women hugged each other tightly, and their longing was beyond words.
The respective men took a step back, talking beside the chariots and horses.
"Brother Rang, his face has been radiant recently, and he looks so beautiful, he can't think of leaving." Rong Jinghe teased.
Xie Xiangfeng, nicknamed Rangzhi, is the most romantic man in the Great Jing Kingdom.
With a warm smile, he cupped his hands at Rong Jinghe, "I'd also like to thank Brother Youqin for being willing to give up love and become a younger brother."
Rong Jinghe helped him up, and said with a smile, "Don't come here, Rongmou is just pushing the boat with the current, my true love, but I don't want to part with it. Besides, my sister who called you, this brother I can't bear it."
Xie Xiangfeng understood in seconds, and changed his words, "It would be disrespectful to be a brother."
With a spring breeze on his face, he secretly said to the system, "Who is this Rong Jinghe?" The plot is not mentioned. This is robbing the eldest princess of the kingdom and destroying the Linlang Wang family. In the original world, how could he be an unknown person? '
The system replied, 'Host, this is a god-level Nine Kingdoms Hegemony mission, multi-person interaction, one trigger will affect the whole body, you have to watch more, think more and pay more attention. '
Xie Xiangfeng is also a veteran, so he thought for a while, 'You mean, this could also be a tasker? '
System: 'I didn't say. '
Xie Xiangfeng: 'Is your system also designed by someone? You're like a little old man, prim and serious! I bet, this Rong Jinghe is not a tasker, but also a fat old fox, and the identity of a mastermind behind the scenes cannot be escaped. Fortunately, I am now the eldest princess of the country. She has the reputation of being as decisive as a king. With her to share the burden, I can finally sleep peacefully. '
The system reminded him, 'Host, the eldest princess is not a pawn to play with, don't worry too much. '
Xie Xiangfeng didn't take it seriously, "So your system is a system, and things like people's hearts cannot be calculated by programs." Now she has become my woman, her husband is the heaven, she can only be good if I love her, we are both prosperous, we are all damaged, if you don't help me, who will she help? Help her group of wolf-hearted Chinese? '
This system is hard to say, it is only an auxiliary tool, and it is the host who makes the decision.
Although its host is from the male supporting department, it is full of charm. No matter what task it does, it is handy. It goes smoothly and has never stumbled. The long-winded system hits people again.
"Host, the rookie king of the male main department ranks first in terms of points. He seems to be preparing for something recently. We may encounter him in this mission. '
Xie Xiangfeng hooked his lips, "That's just right, little San'er, in the system ranking, you fell behind that kid system, this time we just happened to break it over and let you be the boss." '
system:'… '
System: 'Then I will wait for the good news from the host. '
And on the bank of the willow, the sky is bright and the pool is beautiful, and the beauties join hands, mourning, like a picture scroll.
Everyone avoided and watched from afar.
They seemed to have said something, laughed together, and looked at their respective men.
Rong Jinghe and Xie Xiangfeng were stunned for a moment, then they all smiled.
Rong Jinghe said, "They must have spoken ill of us again, and they will be punished when they go back."
Xie Xiangfeng raised his eyebrows brightly, "It seems that you have been punished to lose your experience."
"No, she's stubborn."
In fact, the conversation between the two was—
Lin Lang: "This man always feels that a woman can't leave him. He thinks he holds me in his hands, but he doesn't think that I'm holding him and pulling him."
Jun Wan: "Is this also the kite-flying skill you have figured out? Isn't it enough to have General Tiger like me?"
Lin Lang chuckled, and took her hand like a little girl, "Why is my Ah Wan jealous? You are in my heart, but the most important thing."
Taking the opportunity to speak, she leaned close to Jun Wan's ear and reminded her softly, "Did I tell you before? This Prince Cong Zhao is very strange. I clearly stabbed him that night so that his neck was covered with blood, but he Not only did he not die, but he became more energetic than before."
"I looked carefully, and it seemed that there was something in his mouth, which saved his life. I don't believe in resurrection in this world. You are in Dajing now. I heard that there are some witchcraft, head lowering, and so on. Corpse exorcist, help me keep an eye out for these sorcerers, maybe they will come in handy in the future."
Jun Wan didn't hide his secrets, "I've been in the East Palace for the past few days, and I also think that Prince Xie is very strange. He never falls down with a golden gun every day, but he is still fierce in the daytime... Don't laugh, I'm telling you something serious .”
"It can be said that he is very talented in the past two months, but he has been like this for a whole year. It is really strange that his body is not bad at all. Also, several groups of assassins came to the East Palace. I saw him dying the night before. , The second day was completely fine, and I brought out the pots of blood with my own hands."
It's like a fairy.
The two women looked at each other, dark waves surged.
Linlang lowered her eyes and held her hand, "Whatever he is, sooner or later..."
Junwan tightened the neckline of Linlang's ferret cape.
"Don't be afraid, what you said, I take it to heart. Men are unlucky, women are dull. There is no support in this world. I only hope that you and I have a good heart, and we will support each other. In the future..."
In the future, the country will be under the same control, and the prosperous age will be governed together.
She didn't finish, but Lin Lang understood.
After the farewell, the beauty walked from the bank of Yangliu, the ring around her waist resounding.
A face of plain clothes and lead, is the moonlight like smoke.
A hibiscus dimple in a red dress is a beautiful spring.
One light and one thick, both suitable.
The men were overwhelmed by this scene.
"Look stupid?"
The princess stretched out a lotus root wrist, shook Rong Jing's crane, and pressed his index finger against his nostril again.
"… Naughty."
Rong Jinghe held her little hand as if waking up from a dream, "It's cold outside, get in the car."
Lin Lang turned to look at Jun Wan.
The two women looked at each other and smiled, and got into the car with their skirts in their hands.
Jun Wan stayed in the Dajing East Palace, while Lin Lang followed the soldiers and horses back to Congzhao.
A few years later, the government changed, and the old and the new changed.
Beidi Dajing welcomed the new empress.
"Today there is a family named Jun, who governs the concubines internally, prospers the clan, assists the monarchs and ministers externally, and upholds the law... authored, canonized as the empress, and mother of the world..."
"The minister leads the order."
And Cong Zhao, thousands of miles away, is also preparing for the canonization ceremony.
"The heaven and the earth are harmonious, the wind and the grass are all rising, the imperial concubine Linlang, who is famous for Jiaowei, and Deguang Lanye...is listed as the lord of the six palaces, inherits the ancestral temple, and plans the world..."
"Thank you, Emperor Grace."
The father-in-law in charge hurriedly helped the new emperor's favorite person, "Empress, go take a bath and change clothes. You are twins now, so take care."
"Thank you Eunuch for your compassion, Sijian, you send Eunuch off for me."
"Yes. Eunuch Tai, this way please."
Linlang Palace is full of gifts from the new emperor, such as silk and satin, gold and white walls, exotic flowers and herbs, delicacies, all rare tributes.
The palace people were not surprised and waited for Lin Lang to sit down.
Sijing, the palace lady, asked softly, "You are the lord of the harem now, why are you still frowning? Your Majesty will feel distressed if he sees you."
Lin Lang waved the Qingluo fan without smiling.
"Ma'am, here's a letter, it's from Dajing!"
Si Wan, another palace maid, stepped across the threshold quickly, and the palace guard reminded her, "Sister, don't run so fast, be careful of falling."
Siwan said, "What do you know, the faster I run, the happier the empress will be!"
She turned her head and handed the carp letter to Lin Lang respectfully, and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there is a letter from Dajing."
Lin Lang took it apart and took a look.
—The flowers on Moshang are blooming, I miss you so much. In July and August, when the rose apples are newly ripe, I will brew a pot of red clay and play the piano and dance swords with you.
"Laughed! Laughed! Your Majesty laughed." Siwan yelled, "Let me just say, this letter from Dajing is the medicine for your Majesty's heart. No, the medicine will cure your illness?"
Lin Lang petted and scratched her nose, "You are the best at healing."
A gust of warm wind blew, and the pages of the table case were turned over and over again.
Lin Lang looked outside, the spring was bright and beautiful.
Ah Wan, did you know that the wind is blowing in the Nine Kingdoms.
Our chance has come.