The princesses were placed in the palace of the Purple Palace. Monsanto Elm sits alone with Po and does not talk to the princesses. Unlike whispering, her eyes occasionally flashed through the hidden laughter of the princesses. From time to time, she looked up to the palace and her face was full of anxiety.
Zhou Wudi also kept a close eye on the gate of the main hall, waiting for the Tai Doctor to come out and answer the situation. How can it not hurt to be your own son? Seeing his son's face bluish and purple, his breathing was almost cut off, the feeling of powerlessness and heartbreak remained in his heart.
But the more worried he was, the more gloomy his mood was at the moment, without him, just because his ears were too sensitive, and the whispers of the princesses came into his ears without a word. What do you mean, "mind your own business"? What do you mean, "Why is life so big"? What do you mean, "really good at acting"? Goddamn women!
Zhou Wudi's nose shrugged and whimpered harshly. All of a sudden I find this picture or delicate, or cute, or gorgeous face so ugly and disgusting.
Waiting, there is a "Emperor arrives" from outside the temple. The princesses immediately put away the light-hearted expression on their faces and put on a burning, overwhelmed face that was incredibly neat. The pale face, the slight eyebrows, the aesthetics of each, the flavors of each, really makes me want to feel sorry for myself.
Is that how they usually treat me? Zhou Wudi's throat whispered a grumpy low voice, and his heart felt as if he had eaten a fly.
“Po, what's wrong? Isn't there too many people scared? It's okay. When the five princes are safe, we'll leave. Hang on a little longer, ah!” Hearing Po's low voice, Monsanto Elm leaned over and whispered in his ear, kissing his shrugged little nose.
Zhou Wudi's soaring temper was broken away by this kiss in a flash. He grunted unconsciously and his voice became sweet and tired. From the beginning, he had to relocate to the Toshio, to the later willingness to please the Toshio, to the now subconscious pleasure of the Toshio, the journey has been completely elevated.
By the time the false emperor came in, the princesses had already knelt at the gate of the palace. On the way, he listened to the eunuch return to the whole process of the incident. He couldn't stop being surprised by the heroic opportunity of Toshio to stand up. Who doesn't go far in this situation? If she rushes forward, she is a simple woman!
The false emperor shook his head, but his heart added a little admiration and love for the princess. He unconsciously searched for the figure of the German princess, saw her fall behind the princesses, drummed in her arms, wrapped in her own pet, the image was actually a bit funny, his eyes swept away a strong smile.
“Ephesus, wake up, the ground is cold, you are faint again, and you are cautiously infected. The five emperors are safe and sound today, thanks to you.” He walked straight to the princess and helped her up with his own hands.
The eyes of this warm vein, the gentle whispering and careful care of the pie seemed to stab Zhou Wu Emperor's heart with a knife, and stabbed him with blood. He slurped his teeth and growled low.
Monsanto Elm stood up smoothly, quickly covering Po's mouth and smiling at the false emperor. Fake Emperor Guan 'er, the softer color in his eyes, sting the eyes of the princesses. I thought the Toshio was gone. I didn't expect her to come back. I used the Wisdom Princess as a stepping stone. It's really good work!
One of the palace ladies served in the palace had dark eyes, quietly circled into the inner palace and reported to the weak hands and feet, overwhelmed by the sage.
When Princess Li arrived at the Palace, she saw the fake Emperor's pie. As usual, she would have thought that the princess was obsessed, but now that she knows the truth, she can only laugh ironically. The princess on the throne comes to visit when she receives the news. If your beloved is seated in the Chungzi Palace, she will not listen to it. She has a very high posture! If it's so capitalized, why don't you dare stand up and fight and find someone else to stop the gun for her?!
The thoughts in his heart grew darker and darker, but Li Guifeng looked softer on his face. Tingting walked over to salute the false emperor. The false emperor received instructions from Shen Huilu, ignoring Princess Li Gui, only helped Meng Sangyu to sit beside himself and wait for the doctor to diagnose him. Princess Li was so embarrassed, she tried to smile and sat down under him.
Shortly afterwards, the two maidens, pale and pale, had come in to take care of the concubine again and again. When she sees a fake emperor, she takes two steps, and when she is soft, she has to pay her respects. After all, being a husband and wife for one night, the concubine is also a rare beauty. When her face is pale, she adds a certain amount of delicacy, which makes her heart feel pitiful.
The fake emperor hastily pulled her up and caressed her in his arms. The concubine's nose was sour and she wept and swallowed, “Your Majesty, you scared the concubine to death!” The concubine thought she would never see the Emperor again. How could she live in the future? "
The false emperor held her tighter and softened her.
The princesses of the palace, except Monsanto Elm and Li Shujing, all looked at each other intimately with jealous and hateful eyes. Hate cannot be exchanged with the princess.
Monsanto Elm whispered, just lowered his head to soothe his temper a little gloomy Po. Li Shujing reached out and grabbed a cup of tea and sipped it slowly. He looked at the two people in front of him with a calm look, like watching a play.
Zhou Wudi stared closely at the two people who were almost united. After half a whisper, he turned his eyes indifferently. What do folk say? If it rains, let her marry. This statement, though rough, truly explains Zhou Wudi's mood at this moment. What else could he do besides stare cold?
After crying for a while, the fine makeup on her face was not worn at all. On the contrary, she looked even more beautiful, like two people who had previously been in the garden of the king. That was the real sadness. Now this is acting. My son is still lying in the diagnostic vein. She is not sure yet, but she still has the heart to ask for a favor. This woman...