Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 25 The Peasant Girl's Road to Emperor
In the clear water, sky and cloud screen window, Ling Chan lazily fiddled with the flowers on the table, her white jade-like face drooped, like Guanyin's downcast eyes, like begonia weeping dew.

At the door, Guanqin said loudly: "Welcome Your Majesty!"

The emperor, who had been squatting for several days without being able to see anyone, decided to take the initiative to attack.

Emperor Qianhua placed his car in the Jiaofang Palace.

Ling Chan turned a deaf ear and sat firmly on the chair, her slender, white fingertips lingering on the fluffy petals.

As soon as Emperor Qianhua came in, he saw this appearance, his eyes widened, and he smiled softly.

When Ling Chan heard his voice, she hurriedly got up, and was about to pay her respects, when Emperor Qianhua said, "Excuse me."

He glanced at the pink and white Albizia juliensis on the table, "This flower is beautiful, but it is a bit petty, so I don't call you that. If you like flowers, I will give you two pots of Linghua Zhanlu. You should like it."

Ling Chan lowered her head, her black hair spread out, revealing a white and smooth, swan-like graceful and curvy nape, "My daughter is from a small family, Linghua Zhanlu... such a precious peony flower, my daughter never If you haven’t raised it before, I’m afraid that if you spoil the imperial gift, that’s the fault of the minister.”

Emperor Qianhua raised his eyebrows, "How do you know if you don't try?"

"If you know it, you will, if you don't, you won't. The courtiers are naturally dull and don't dare to be proud."

The girl lowered her eyes and bowed her waist, her curved waist was like a pliable willow, sliding out beautiful curves, it seemed soft and easy to bend, but in fact Lingshuang was proud of the snow and was proud.

Emperor Qianhua: "Do you know what you're talking about? I rarely have such patience."

"My daughter is terrified."

Emperor Qianhua choked on this soft nail.

How many years had no one dared to speak to him so boldly?
"Heh..." Emperor Qianhua looked at her condescendingly, and suddenly smiled, "You seem to be the most well-behaved person, but in fact you despise everything... How did that boneless bastard of Marquis Xuanwei raise a child like you?" of? Interesting."

……

The peony flower that was ruthlessly rejected by Ling Chan was finally moved to the Queen's Jiaofang Palace, but it was only placed in the garden of the Jiaofang Palace. People who come and go can see the two pots of precious peony flowers .

Ling Chan began to meet Emperor Qianhua frequently.

As long as she goes out every time, she will bump into Emperor Qianhua who goes out to relax.

Most of the time, Ling Chan would only salute from a distance, and then leave impatiently, as if the emperor in the distance represented not the glory and wealth, but a scourge.

Emperor Qianhua never asked her to talk again, as if the temptation to deviate from the Jiaofang Palace that day was just a vague phantom, but every time the two met, there would be an extra pot of peonies in the garden of the Jiaofang Palace. , and now it is almost turning into a peony garden.

The pursuit of the superior is like a hunt with a certainty of victory and ease.They both know each other well that all the struggles of the prey are nothing but froth.

The lion fiddled with the rabbit under its feet, and might swallow the rabbit at any time.

But is this really the case?

Who says rabbits can't hunt tigers in turn?

……

When Wang An was in Tantai, he received a letter.

Although he receives countless self-recommendation letters, gift letters, and even impeachment letters every day, this one is still special.

There are only a few words on the paper: See you at the old place.

On the white and flawless letter paper, a rough and ugly ball of wool was drawn?

... This rough technique is simply unsightly, but it is still cute after a long time.

Wang An thought lazily, carefully folded the letter, put it back in the envelope, and put it in the small box on his desk.

According to the time and place on the letter paper, he went to the girl's appointment on time.

It was still the acacia tree in a remote corner of the imperial garden, and it was quite lively today.

Ling Chan had been waiting under the Albizia julienne tree early in the morning, and the girl with cloudy temples looked up at the luxuriant flowering tree. When the breeze blew, the branches of Albizia juliensis became fluffy and covered her hands.

Quiet and noisy, it was clamoring in his heart.

Seeing him coming, Ling Chan almost couldn't wait to take a step forward, her lacquer-like eyes shone slightly.

"Your Highness," she said boldly, blushing, "can you marry me?"

King An: "...!"

A big pie fell from the sky, and he couldn't recover from the smashing. Wang An raised his eyebrows, and he stretched out a smile happily, lazily uttering the syllable from his mouth, "Oh?"

His face was calm, and he couldn't see that the emotions in his heart were tangled and tumbling, and the sea of ​​love was overwhelming.

Ling Chan bowed her head, her white jade face was dyed into pink jade, she was about to speak, but Wang An grabbed her and hugged her into his arms.

He smiled coolly, "Why, where's your prince brother?"

Ling Chan fell in front of his fiery chest, and his cold mocking voice resounded with the rapid heartbeat like a drum.

"Now I finally figured it out? How can those wild men treat you better than me?"

"I knew you liked me the most, and you still have some vision. What kind of prince, who has a famous name, is old-fashioned and boring, how can he compare with me? Don't worry, I... Although I am not as good as him now, sooner or later one day,"

King An lowered his voice and took a step back. He bent down and put his forehead close to Ling Chan, as if he wanted to convey all the surging emotions in his chest to her in this way.

"I'll give you the best in the world."

I am your best choice.

His black eyes were burning like fire.

His throat was itchy and vibrating, he opened his mouth, and a large butterfly flew out from his heart.

"Your Highness..." Ling Chan's red flower-like face faded away, and she turned pale, "Thank you Your Highness for your love...but I...don't like you..."

"..." Wang An was only stunned for a short moment, "Are you stubborn?"

He teased as if nothing happened, but there was a coldness in his black eyes.

Ling Chan evaded and buried her head in King An's arms. She whispered: "I don't want to deceive Your Highness... I have encountered some troubles recently, so I need to get married as soon as possible. I still remember that His Highness said that we are unmarried." Husband and wife, will His Highness be willing to marry me in the future?"

"You think well?" Wang An smiled, but his tone changed, and suddenly the coldness was threatening: "...Fu Lingchan, what do you think of me?"

"Is it your toy?"

It turns out that there will be no pies in the sky, unless the trap is poison wrapped in sugar.

But even so, he couldn't bear to let go, and hugged the girl in his arms tightly.

... The little bird who threw herself into the trap, he will never let her go.

"Tantaishi!" A furious yell sounded, a hand tore Ling Chan from his embrace, Tantaishi subconsciously went to grab it, but someone grabbed his wrist and pushed him hard.

He took a step back to stabilize his body, and looked at the opposite person coldly.

What he hated, what he envied, and what he was jealous of, was Tan Taizhi, the noble crown prince of the dynasty, and the girl who was dragged away by him.

Compared to laughing at the usual gold and jade, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who is quite like a mountain collapse in front of him without changing his face, has an ugly expression at this moment.

The first thing he saw was the girl's red wrist that was clenched by Tantai Zhi.

Then he saw Ling Chan's face.

She has been staring at His Highness the Crown Prince closely, her eyes are shining, and the lovely redness has returned to that beautiful, delicate face that appeared every night in his dream.

When she looked at him, she never had eyes.

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