A group of people rushed into the palace. The emperor had just taken Wushisan, and he didn't intend to meet them, but he thought of something and let them in temporarily.
This was not a formal meeting, the emperor wore a loose robe, tied casually with a ribbon, slumped on the chair, with some abnormal rosiness on his face, he glanced at the crowd and said, "What are you doing?" ?”
"Your Majesty," Zhang Cheng hastily knelt down and said anxiously, "Your Majesty wants to be the master for my subjects!"
"Okay," the emperor waved his hand: "Your son was beaten by them, I know."
As he spoke, the emperor glanced at the crowd, pointed at Wei Lan and said, "You stay, the others go out and kneel."
Hearing this, everyone looked puzzled, Xie Zichen's face turned serious, and Wei Lan's face remained calm and calm. After everyone retreated, the emperor's servant also moved down.
Only Wei Lan and the emperor were left in the room. The emperor seemed to feel a little hot and pulled his clothes, revealing a large chest. Wei Lan kept his eyes on the ground and respectfully kneeled on the ground. Who gave you the guts to attack the son of Minister of War?"
"Courage, of course, is given by His Majesty." Wei Lan said indifferently, and the emperor couldn't help being happy: "I gave it to you? Did I give you these? Don't you think that if I like you, you can do whatever you want?"
"I don't dare to think like this," Wei Lan replied respectfully: "Wei Lan just thinks, since I am a knife, there must be a time when the blade is bright."
As she spoke, she raised her head, fixed her eyes on the emperor, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, shouldn't the arrogance of the Zhang family be suppressed?"
The Zhang family is intricate, with Zhang Cheng as the head, forming a huge network of relationships in Shengjing. Their family has always been the pillar of Sioux City. This time Zhang Huaisheng had an accident, even if the emperor did not make a fuss on the surface, he secretly wanted to cut the power of the crown prince and Sioux City. The emperor's greatest support for Su Cheng is his love. The first step to move Su Cheng is naturally to slap Su Cheng in the face first, and to suppress the Zhang family is to let everyone see the direction of the wind. The family rubbed in front of the Third Highness.
Wei Lan had already thought about the way in the middle, long before she made the move, and the others probably also thought about it, so they acted so recklessly. It's just that the Zhang family hasn't figured out the emperor's mind until now, and dared to bring people to Changxinhou's mansion to bring them all back.
Hearing these words, the emperor couldn't help laughing, looking at the young man kneeling in front of him, she didn't raise her head, her black hair was scattered around her body, falling to her side, revealing her bright white neck, with an arc, all the way into her clothes, looking His mouth was so dry that he couldn't help but took the tea next to him and took a sip.
There are so many nasty things in the palace. At the age of the emperor, most of what he should know and do has been done. He got up and walked to Wei Lan, and the hanging belt slapped Wei Lan's face. He moved, but his eyes darkened.
"Wei Shizi," the emperor said in a low voice, raised his hand, caressed the curve of Wei Lan's chin, and said temptingly: "Wei Shizi, do you know how to make me spoil you unscrupulously?"
"Naturally, it is to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, and to share the worries of His Majesty." Wei Lan answered bluntly, but the emperor laughed lowly, squatted down, and clamped Wei Lan's chin with his hands, forcing her to raise her head. Passionate and dumb: "Wei Shizi, you really have a good face."
"Your Majesty!" Wei Lan raised her voice, and the faces of the boys kneeling outside all turned cold. Wei Lan looked at the emperor, but smiled: "Beauty and knife, does Your Majesty want a knife or a beauty?"
The emperor was slightly taken aback, then let go with some regret, stood up, returned to his seat, lay down lazily, and said calmly: "Go out and kneel, don't do this kind of thing in the future."
"Yes." Wei Lan saluted respectfully, then got up and walked out. Just as she went out, she heard the voice of the emperor summoning Zhang Cheng. She glanced at Zhang Cheng and Zhang Sheng, who was covering one eye, and Zhang Cheng snorted coldly at Wei Lan. With a cry, Zhang Sheng lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
Wei Lan knelt down to the very edge, next to Xie Zichen, and the door slowly closed again. Before closing, Wei Lan saw Zhang Sheng kneel down in front of the emperor before his father.
"Your Majesty! The Zhang family is convicted!"
The door was completely closed, and the sound from inside could no longer be heard. Wei Lan frowned, looked at Xie Zichen and said, "Zhang Sheng is an interesting person."
Xie Zichen couldn't deny it.
In his previous life, Zhang Sheng was the one who inherited his father as Minister of the Ministry of War, made Wang Wanqing pregnant as a concubine, and made the Zhang family flourish. Of course it is interesting.
Naturally, he would not let others know this information. After covering up the mockery in his eyes, Xie Zichen listened to the voice inside and said calmly, "What did your Majesty leave you to say?"
Wei Lan smiled, her eyes were a little cold.
"He probably broke his brain with drugs."
Wei Lan's voice was very small, but Xie Zichen could hear it, and a ridiculous guess emerged in his heart. The emperor took these "elixir", and in the later period, he not only failed in his body, but also often lost his mind, and the matter of intercourse was extremely absurd. Looking at Wei Lan's indisputable face, Xie Zichen's eyes flashed a coldness. Some anxiety emerged in his heart, and he had some fantasies in his mind. When the emperor attached his body to Wei Lan...
He clenched his fists, reminding himself that this is impossible.
However, there was an inexplicable anger accumulating in his heart, his face was expressionless, but his heart was already turbulent.
The group of people knelt for less than a stick of incense, and a voice came from inside telling them to go back. Everyone was going back to the palace tonight, so they simply went back to their respective courtyards. After arriving in the room, Xie Zichen stretched out his pinched red palm, called Xie Tong over, and told him, "Go to Peicheng and give me a hand." I am looking for a man who lives in a ruined temple in the east of the city, he is a fortune teller, his name is Xu Shanzi."
As he said that, Xie Zichen wrote a few long pages, and said calmly: "After you find it, follow the instructions in the letter."
"Yes." Xie Tong understood that this was his young master who was going to be a demon, and after taking the paper with great seriousness, he hurried out to find someone before the palace door was locked, and then returned to the palace before nightfall. When returning to the palace, Xie Tong saw a carriage engraved with the word "Wei" and drove towards the palace. The curtain of the car flew up, Xie Tong saw five beauties sitting inside, with Xie Zichen Wei Lanzhuyu in front, these people are not top-notch, but with a glance, they can vaguely find someone's shadow from their eyebrows.
Xie Tong's heart sank, and he hurriedly went to inquire again. After getting the result, he went back to where Xie Zichen was. Xie Zichen was studying in the waterside pavilion. Seeing that there was no one around, Xie Tong stepped forward and said in a low voice: " Young Master, Wei Shizi's two uncles sent five beauties to the palace today."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen was not surprised. The two concubines of the Wei family had always been good at this kind of clinging, so he was not surprised, so he flipped through the book with a calm expression: "What's wrong?"
"These five beauties are male and female. I heard that they all look a bit like Wei Shizi..."
Hearing this, Xie Zichen finally looked away, frowned, Xie Tongqing coughed, looked at his master with cold eyes, for some reason, he felt a little uneasy, and then said: "Trust me Now they are all in the palace, and tonight the empress is hosting a banquet, and I heard that these five molesters will perform dances, His Majesty seems to be very happy, and they all stayed for the night."
"Your Majesty wants Wei Shizi to try the case, what exactly did you say?"
Xie Zichen put down the book, his eyes were cold, Xie Tong didn't expect why Xie Zichen's face suddenly changed, and he said a little uneasy: "I heard that... he wants to promote Wei Shizi as a living order history, first use this case to test Wei Shizi's ability …”
"Living Order History?" Xie Zichen sneered, got up straight away, walked all the way through the waterside promenade, and returned to his residence. When she got inside, Wei Lan was writing the homework left by Xie Qing with her hair loose. Seeing Xie Zichen suddenly appearing outside the room, she couldn't help being a little surprised, she put down her pen and said, "Brother Xie?"
"Answer me a question truthfully," Xie Zichen walked into the room, squatted in front of Wei Lan, and said coldly, "How does Your Majesty see you?"
Wei Lan was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help laughing: "What do you mean Your Majesty thinks of me?"
"The reason why His Majesty asked you to handle the case is to promote you as a living order history. Today, I left you alone to say something. Your uncle and uncle found five beauties similar to you and sent them to the inner palace. Your Majesty Lin Xing has been left behind. What do you think this means?"
Xie Zichen said so much in one breath, but Wei Lan didn't seem surprised. As if he had expected it, Xie Zichen couldn't help but look colder. He lowered his head and poured tea for the two of them, then said calmly, "Your Majesty will summon you privately in the future. Don't go if you can. If you must go, tell me first."
Wei Lan couldn't help laughing, brushed off her sleeves and said, "Don't worry, my son, it's fine."
Just an old man.
If it weren't for the fact that women in this world cannot be officials, and she is considered a crime of deceiving the emperor, would she still be afraid that a man would molest her
Wei Lan didn't realize that there was something in her heart. From the first time she saw the emperor, she could guess the emperor's thoughts almost every time, but she never thought that he would do it so obviously.
Seeing Wei Lan's calm expression, Xie Zichen was inexplicably annoyed. He wanted to remind her a few words, but he felt like preaching. He held back for a long time, and finally said: "Your Majesty's thoughts, aren't you worried?"
"Worried?" Wei Lan raised her eyebrows, but moved closer to Xie Zichen. The faint scent of orchids approached Xie Zichen's nose, Xie Zichen couldn't help but subconsciously hold his breath, he looked away from the bright white neck in a bit of embarrassment, looked at the lotus leaves beside the water pavilion, and heard Wei Lan's voice that seemed to be seductive on purpose Said: "What do you think, what is your demeanor?"
"What are you asking for?" Xie Zichen clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly, using the pain to maintain his sanity, but he suddenly remembered the lingering kiss last night and the dreams he had several times before.
His body just changed in front of others, but he still insisted on maintaining his usual cold attitude.
The night was a little dark, Wei Lan stared at the person in front of her with bright and gentle eyes, raised her hand, rolled up a lock of Xie Zichen's hair, sniffed lightly at the tip of her nose, and said in a low voice: "If I ask you to have a spring night with Zichen..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Xie Zichen fell backward in shock, Wei Lan grabbed him with one hand, but laughed out loud: "Look, Zichen, you are blushing."
With that said, Wei Lan put aside her joking attitude, and after straightening Xie Zichen upright, she looked serious: "Beauties are like Zichen, do you think I have a bit of beauty? There are countless people in the world who care about Wei Lan. Your Majesty has It's not surprising that I have such thoughts, and I'm not worried," Wei Lan said, "I don't mind."
In her previous life, most of the princes bowed down under her skirts. There are many emperors in this world. What worries does she have to fear? On the contrary, if it wasn't for the fact that the emperor was not clean enough, she might still be a little bit happy. Others' liking is a compliment to her. Even the emperor would be overwhelmed by her skin, which proves that she really looks good.
Of course, apart from her skin, she believes that what everyone likes more is her inner demeanor and soul. After all, there were no daughters from aristocratic families who looked better than her back then, but there were only daughters from aristocratic families who were as romantic as her but not obscene.
Seeing Wei Lan's evoked smile, Xie Zichen got angry and said angrily, "You're courting death!"
After finishing speaking, Xie Zichen got up and went back. Wei Lan was slightly taken aback, then touched her nose, and said a little embarrassedly: "Ranmo, the temper of a beauty is really unpredictable."
Ran Mo didn't speak. She looked at her young lady's back and sighed, thinking that Xie Zichen was quite right.
My master is on the road of courting death, going further and further.