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When Zhou Lingjun arrived at Linyuan, a white horse galloped wantonly in the arena.
Seeing someone coming, he waved at him casually.
After hesitating for a while, Zhou Lingjun ordered someone to bring his black horse from the stable.
Turning over, he also flew away and quickly walked side by side with her.
"The queen's riding skills are good." He sincerely admired it.
Lin Lang smiled without explaining.
An attractive woman has countless cards, and she will properly reveal her surprising side to her goals and tasks.
"Commander Zhou's horse is not bad, can I have another horse?"
Her eyes fell on his horse.
He smiled brightly, "That's natural!"
Zhou Lingjun was still a little worried about his pet's temper, and carefully guarded the woman on the horse, which naturally inevitably involved some physical contact.
He just felt as if something was stuffed in the palm of his hand. Subconsciously looking at the person on the horseback, she turned her face to the side and smiled slightly, clamping the horse's belly, the whole person galloped away like an arrow off the string.
Between heaven and earth, she glanced at the city.
He blushed for no reason.
But, maybe the weather is too hot.
Well, that must be the case.
After sending Li Jiaqi back to Mingshui Pavilion, the girl Yan Yan prepared breakfast, and Zhao Huaijin also took advantage of the opportunity to rest in Mingshui Pavilion. Naturally, she became popular overnight.
The girl was like a bird clinging to a person, lying obediently and quietly in his arms, even though she was in a daze of sleep, her small cheeks were attached to his chest.
It was as if he was the whole world to her.
Zhao Huaijin did not fall asleep, he rested one hand on his forehead, his eyes were as quiet as ink.
No one knows what he was thinking.
The next day, he got up early, which surprised Su De. According to usual, there was still an hour before he got up.
"Your Majesty..."
The girl murmured and opened her sleepy eyes, seeing him with his upper body topless, she shyly lowered her eyes.
It has to be said that Zhao Huaijin's appearance is really like the person who came out of the picture scroll, handsome and majestic, noble and majestic, which is different from the mediocre emperor she imagined.
"It's still early, so go to sleep." The emperor's tone was a bit cold, although it was not much different from his usual, but Li Jiaqi could still feel his indifference.
She was a little timid, not knowing where she touched his bottom line.
The moment she was in a daze, Zhao Huaijin had already finished dressing, and led her away from Mingshui Pavilion without any regrets.
"Master..." The court lady looked worriedly at Li Jiaqi who was distracted.
She shook her head, with a forced and bitter smile, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Huaijin found that his queen was different.
It was like a stone that was about to be covered with heat suddenly became cold and ruthless overnight.
She treats him like air, no matter what he does, it can't arouse her anger, as if, he is like an insignificant passerby, that's all.
Just like this moment.
The state banquet was full of wealth and luxury. She was sitting on the seat in a winding and luxurious phoenix robe, holding a teacup in her plain hand, and the golden steps on her black hair trembled slightly, with a hint of carelessness in her sophistication.
Even the Queen Mother frequently glanced at her.
Before, Linlang still wore a mask of gentleness. Although her language was cold, it was not embarrassing for others. But now, she didn't seem to want to pretend at all, her face was as indifferent as she wanted, which made all the courtiers feel uneasy, for fear that she would offend this noble woman in the harem.
Although the Zhao family was ransacked, it was the queen's father and elder brother who were really implicated. According to His Majesty, he didn't seem to have the intention of abolishing the empress, and his honor and favor were even worse than before.
No matter what the minister's wife was thinking, Zhao Huaijin frowned slightly when she saw the motionless pastry and fruit in front of Lin Lang, and said in a low voice, "I remember you like to eat this emerald layer cake, why don't you move your chopsticks?"
He specially asked Yu Chu to make it out, thinking she would like it.
"It's just tired." She replied coldly, "It's like the most mellow wine, once you change your mind, you won't be able to taste the same taste again."
"Really." Zhao Huaijin was startled, and avoided her gaze in a little embarrassment.
As the Ninth Five-Year Lord, he can get everything he wants at his fingertips. When did he receive such cold treatment? But looking at the indifferent eyes of the woman next to him, he actually felt guilty for no reason...
Halfway through the banquet, the concubines were all charming and charming, displaying their talents, and have been favored by the emperor since then. Among them, Li Jiaqi was definitely the most eye-catching one.
She was dressed in a shiny exotic costume, with a rich but not kitsch enchanting makeup, and she danced coquettishly on the Golden Luan Hall.
Instantly attracted the attention of most people, especially men.
Lin Lang lazily yawned.
It's really boring.
Why do these time-traveling heroines always like to dance exotic dances
Isn't the elegant and subtle national style dance not good-looking
Although the Zhao Dynasty was open-minded and there were women showing their faces on the street, he still tended to be conservative in his bones. Even if Li Jiaqi only showed his arms in order to avoid trouble, the queen mother was very upset and cast several warnings on her.
Now the empress does not hold power in the harem, and the other concubines have not obtained Zhao Huaijin's permission, so the biggest master in the harem is still the empress dowager. If she is dissatisfied, she will not be able to eat and walk around.
The second half of Li Jiaqi could only end in a hurry, but still left a surprise.
It's a pity that the person she most wanted to perform for was knocking on her teacup absent-mindedly. Until there was an exclamation in my ear, "There are assassins!"
When he focused his handsome eyes, he saw a group of masked men in black rushing up the hall. They have their own rules when they walk, and they are obviously well-trained killers.
Seeing that the situation was different, the imperial guards hiding in the dark rushed out to fight it.
But all the empresses and concubines surrounded him with lingering fear, all of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they lacked the usual charming charm.
Zhao Huaijin subconsciously looked at his queen, who unhurriedly pulled out the golden hairpin from her bun and put it in her cloud sleeves, while watching her surroundings vigilantly.
He suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Even with him by his side, she was still worried about her safety.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
With a sudden scream, Zhao Huaijin only had time to catch a bright red figure flashing past in Zhao Huaijin's field of vision, and with a "thump", the sharp weapon tore through her clothes and pierced her tender skin.
"Li, nobleman Li?"
It turned out that when they thought that the assassin in the hall would be subdued by the imperial guards, their vigilance would inevitably drop, so the assassin would make a feint and sneak attack from the side! If it weren't for Li Jiaqi's sacrifice to protect the Lord, Zhao Huaijin might be in greater danger.
Seeing that he missed a hit, the assassin immediately wanted to hijack the weak-looking queen next to him. Zhao Huaijin saw his intention, and her heart tightened, and she wanted to protect her. At this time, Li Jiaqi, who was seriously injured, groaned/groaned a few times, causing his movements to pause for a few seconds.
Without hesitation, Li Guiren rushed forward to block the knife for him, and he said in his heart that it would be a lie if he didn't touch it. For some reason, he had a feeling in his heart that if he let go of Li Guiren at this time, he seemed to lose something...
And during the few seconds of pause, Lin Lang was in danger.
She didn't even think about whether Zhao Huaijin would protect her, so she had already made preparations. When the assassin would pounce on her, she casually folded up a few porcelain bowls and threw them, sneaking past the assassin's back elbow. Fortunately, I escaped.
The assassin who was smashed to the bone was obviously annoyed, and when he turned around to grab Lin Lang, he unsheathed his sharp edge and took his head straight on the neck.
The assassin fell into a pool of blood unwillingly.
Lin Lang staggered a few steps and bumped into a generous chest.
"Empress, are you alright?"
The other party held the sword in one hand and held her shoulder with the other and asked anxiously.
Lin Lang squeezed the gold hairpin in her sleeve tightly.
Hey, it's pitiful to be an unfavored female supporting role, and you can't even save your life.
Didn't you see the heroine being carefully protected by the hero
After all, she is still the queen of a country, is her life not as good as that of a little concubine
But at this time, Lin Lang felt that she could still gain a sense of presence.
Women who are obviously fragile but pretend to be strong are the most distressing.
"No problem."
She smiled weakly at him, but her hands and feet were trembling, and she was about to fall down.
Zhou Lingjun caught her without thinking.
Different from the first mission, this time he put his arms around the other's slender waist, and directly brought her to his chest, hoping that she would feel more comfortable leaning on her.
He lowered his head to see her situation, but the other person raised his face just in time, the pearls were shaking, and the lights from the temple were reflected in her pupils, filled with a pool of newborn autumn water, so beautiful that she was weak and helpless.
She is calling for help.
Ask for help from an unmarried male of strong build and high position.
There was such a message in the eyes of this beautiful woman.
Zhou Lingjun looked away in a panic, feeling that the clothes he touched became thinner, as if he could touch the soft skin, and 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 riding a horse in Linyuan, she stuffed a small note in her hand, asking him to give it to her best friend and invite someone to come to the palace for a talk .
As a precaution, he checked the contents above.
Spring outing, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head.
Someone in Moshang is young and flirtatious.
He scratched his head, not understanding.
As the empress's personal letter, he couldn't make it public. He was afraid of causing endless disasters to others, so he had to look through the book word by word. He hadn't even been so serious about memorizing homework in school. If he was seen by his grandfather who hated iron and steel, he would be so angry.
After a night of staying up late for research, Commander Zhou could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The empress probably remembered the time when she went out with her female companions, and because of the tense relationship with His Majesty, she was unwilling to speak, so she asked him to be an intermediary.
After thinking about it like this, the Commander-in-Chief felt sorry for this woman again.
She was originally the mother of Fengyi Tianxia, but her father and elder brother could not escape the struggle of power, and she became a dead bone under the throne. But she can only rely on suicide to keep the last pride of the Chen family.
There is no scar on her forehead.
But the blood that was flowing on the temple that day hadn't cooled down yet.
She is afraid of this cannibalistic palace.
Zhou Lingjun lowered his eyes slowly.
The big palm on the waist gradually intensified, and the fingers moved slightly closer.
Obviously wanting to possess, but hovering on the verge of hesitation.
Afraid that she would lie to him.
Innocent people often have an astonishing vigilance and intuition.
Lin Lang curled her lips slightly.
She exclaimed, as if stepping on the hem of her skirt.
"Miss, be careful!"
The woman's catkin fell into the palm of her hand, caressing the man's rough callus inadvertently.
He clenched those delicate hands almost in a daze.
"Thank you, Commander Zhou."
She bowed her head and smiled, her lips were bright and her teeth were shining brightly.
"No, no thanks."
The commander-in-chief put on a calm face.
In fact, my heart is already in turmoil.
Thanks…
Thanks furball!
Obviously trying to persuade Lao Tzu to rebel!
Beauty is misleading.
Just like the saying that his old and unscrupulous grandfather used to say - to die under a peony flower is to be a ghost.
Zhou Lingjun shook his burly body.
He doesn't want to be a ghost, so ugly...
Grandpa, help!
Here a beautiful banshee is going to skin him and stew him!