He Luo's eyes dimmed a bit.
He hung his head and said nothing.
Realizing that his tone might be too strong, the servant minister lowered his voice again.
Persuading: "Your Majesty is a dragon and a phoenix among men, no matter in appearance or talent, he is many times better than your cousin, Luoer, don't be self-willed, mother will not harm you, Your Majesty is definitely someone worth entrusting for life. "
He Luo raised his eyes, stared straight at his mother, the last glimmer of hope in his eyes was broken, and murmured: "Your Majesty will be a good man?"
It was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem.
Twelve towers in the deep palace, every inch of beauty.
Your Majesty, she will not be any man's lover.
He Yuhua nodded, "Naturally, Your Majesty is so amazingly talented, how many men have squeezed their heads to win His Majesty's favor, she will naturally be your beloved."
As he said that, the Minister of Rites smiled mysteriously.
She turned around and took out an exquisite long box from a hidden compartment in the study, opened it, took out a thinly sealed scroll from inside, and unfolded it in front of He Luo.
"Luoer, come and see."
He Luo walked over obediently, and his eyes fell on the scroll.
He was not interested in it at first, but when he saw the person in the painting clearly, it was difficult for him to look away for a while. There was a long-lasting amazement in the beautiful eyes.
See what you see.
The woman in the black dragon robe on the portrait is noble and elegant, her hair is combed high and neatly tied up with a jade crown, that stunning face is the most outstanding he has ever seen in his life.
Peach blossom eyes, hibiscus noodles.
High nose and thin lips, heroic.
He Luo naturally knew who the person in the painting was, and the twelve crowns hanging from the person's forehead already revealed her identity.
This is... Your Majesty
His eyes were a little dazed, and He Luo clearly felt some inexplicable feelings in his heart.
He couldn't help but spurn himself from the bottom of his heart.
He is also such a superficial person.
Seeing He Luo's eyes, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials' eyes flashed a hint of success, "Luoer, mother knows what you are worried about. You are just worried that His Majesty has a harem of three thousand and cannot treat you wholeheartedly."
"However, Luo Er, you need to know that there is no woman who has three husbands and four servants. How many people in this world can give you what you want wholeheartedly."
He Luo hummed lightly.
Although he still looked not very interested, his attitude was obviously relaxed a bit.
The Minister of the Ministry of Officials continued to brainwash his son, "I don't want to be single-minded, but I want to be sincere. My mother can guarantee this. Your Majesty is definitely a person who values love and righteousness."
He Luo said softly: "Didn't everyone say that the emperor is cold?"
The Minister of the Ministry of Officials shook his head pretending to be profound, "Luoer, don't think that your majesty has so many servants, but mother knows one thing - your majesty hardly pollutes the harem, and has kept himself clean to a certain extent."
He Luo was silent for a while.
"Mother, can you let me think about it again?"
Seeing her son's attitude, the servant minister's eyes flashed with joy. She knew Luo Er, and since he said that he would consider it, then this matter is almost done, almost inseparable.
"Okay, think about it carefully."
…
Fu Yue on the other side.
She has been in a bad temper these days.
Everyone in the palace was also worried, for fear that their cute little head would disappear anytime soon.