Becoming the Girl of the Emperor

The first emperor posthumous? Is it just such a note that you want me to believe this? Could it be that the person I love is actually my brother? I want to tear the cloth hard, "Who gave this to you? Who are you! Do you want to open us with such a piece of rag? Don't have a big dream!"

"The Queen Mother asserted that the princess will not believe this, so the special servants brought the emperor's fortune record, and the princess can take a look." The purple shirt woman took out a thin book from her arms. The yellowed paper reveals the taste of the truth. I took it and held it in my hand. The soft paper, slowly flipping through it, finally found my mother’s name in the meantime. Xie Wanqing, Zhuyue four years, received Fortunately in Jialan Palace. After a fortune, a woman lost her virginity. I rummaged through the paper, and Jialan Palace kept appearing in my eyes. How could it be, how could it be? Jialan Palace? Isn’t it the place Cen Yin took me to?

"I don't believe it, just rely on these. Why do you say that I am the emperor, brother and sister!"

"The princess does not believe me, just think about it, why did the queen mother give you the title of princess, why no one wants to mention the life experience of the princess? Why did Prince Xiao's mansion fall to such a level in an instant? Why did Prince Xiao fall from a generation of celebrities As for the scholar with a cool breeze in two sleeves, Shu Jing'er is rude. Has Lord Ruoru never considered this?"

"Jing'er, are you called Jing'er? Do you know what I want to do now? I really want to end your unquiet life at once! How could Mo Yu? We can't be brothers and sisters!" Haha, if my mother knew that I was the emperor’s daughter, how could I be married to Chu Yun’s dead brother? The queen mother seemed to really believe in my IQ, and threw the broken book behind her, "Ah, I’m really sorry, I’m going to be wrong, isn’t it my brother, Ru'er can bear it, go back and tell the empress dowager that Ru'er is naturally thick-skinned, it’s okay."

"Princess, you..." I looked in the mirror and looked at Jing'er's face behind him. She was really well-trained. She kept her hair curled up without changing her face. He could stand still after hearing my utter conscience. , It's really civilized.

"Why the princess doesn't want to think about it, Lord Xiao?" A colored glaze hairpin was submerged in the cloud temple, and Jing'er carefully straightened it for me. I couldn't see that she was saying anything to threaten me any more, and she straightened her hairpin smartly. , Lowered his head and picked up the next pearl hairpin, paying no attention to the phoenix crown beside him.

"My dad? Everyone in Kyoto knows that my dad is a loyal and righteous person. I think it won't be embarrassing for the Queen Mother!"

Jinger in the mirror picked up a simple but radiant hairpin from the bead tray. The pale green light was looming, reflecting the dark night, very cute. Only then did I notice that the sky had dimmed, and it was really time passing by like a white horse.

"Don't the princess want to know how the princess married the prince?" Jing'er's hand rested on my head, and then continued to fiddle with it, making me really surprised, and blurted out and asked: "It seems you know?"

This person is not hurried or slow. It is very different from my quick temper. Fortunately, I am in a good mood. Otherwise, I am really afraid that I will slash her with a sword. There is absolutely no one who can keep the queen mother here, and there are endless troubles.

"How can Jing'er know the secrets of this palace? But the queen mother confessed that the servants and maids must pass this word on to the princess." Combing her loose hair, Jing'er's craftsmanship is indeed true. It's not bad, no wonder the empress dowager's old woman trusts her so much.

"Oh? I wonder if Ru'er is going to kneel down to take the order?"

"The princess laughed. It's just a general verbal order. It's unnecessary. The queen mother said that if you don't want to have trouble with the Xiao family, it's better to leave the emperor." Xiaoyu Yanran really couldn't tell that it would be like this, Feng Qingyun I can't see the expression lightly.

"Does Jing'er like someone else?" asked faintly, only to see Jing'er stretch out her hand to pick it up again, can't see her expression, and can't detect what she is thinking, harem? Anxious terror.

"The princess asked, Jing'er could only answer, but the old past is not worthy of tainting the ears of the princess."

"Where is that person now?"

"It's gone." There is no sorrow or sorrow in the voice. This kind of mental strength really can't tell that it is just a young girl.

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask."

"There is no princess who should or shouldn't, the servants have forgotten." Jing'er raised her head, but I clearly saw a trace of nostalgia on her face. At last she was still a person with emotions. It's really not a good thing to stay next to the Queen Mother. It's easy.

"Since I have already expected that I will leave, what do you do for me to comb my hair now!" He tore the firefly off his head and fell to the ground, looking back at Jing'er standing quietly behind him," Did you even anticipate the appearance of my anger? Why do you have to torture us like this? I'm just going to be a little concubine!" The red dress was entangled with the violent rotation, the headwear The earrings clinked and looked at Jing'er angrily, still a quiet face.

"The princess's anger is calmed down. In fact, the princess is a very sensible person. Why should he use such questions to make him a slave servant?" Jing'er backed down and knelt on the ground with a calm tone. The anger was vented on her, "The princess calmed down her anger."

"Clearly? I don't know Jinger, which one of you is looking at me clearly?"

"Shu Jing'er is disrespectful. At that time, the Queen Mother was jealous and overturned the casserole. If the Lord Ruo could hold back the moment and did not inform the emperor, this was a very sensible move. In the eyes of the slaves, why should the Lord Ruo Ru rush this? What about for a while?" He buried his head, still kneeling on the ground.

"At that time? But now Princess Ruoru wants to marry the emperor!"

"Why does Princess Ruoru not be patient?" He looked down at her with a frightened look. Such a woman is a little bit distressing. Forget it, why bother with a struggling person to make a living here?

"Get up, go out and wait for my reply!" Turning around and looking at himself in red in the mirror, the newlyweds seem to be really unable to do it this time. Thinking about my age, I am already 24 years old. Naturally, I calculated according to my actual age, and the thought flashed through my mind, is it really like the Tarot card said, 28 years old can solve the life-long event? Intuition tells me that this will be a fact!

How long have you been standing there, it shouldn’t be long, because there is still a breath of afterglow of the sun outside, and I remembered the day I left, and I was sad alone at the afterglow of this kind of light, really hitting cause and effect. What?

When I opened the door, I saw Jing'er standing at the door with a touch of orange in her eyes. Is she mourning the dead? Infatuated women have always been so love and sad in ancient times. Which is the most reasonable saying that everyone once said: Women are born for love . When I watched it at the time, I felt that the summary was brilliant, but it was a pity that I didn't know it personally. Now I feel like this. It's really uncomfortable.

"Princess!" Jing'er stepped back and bent down and did not dare to look up at me. Presumably there were tears in her eyes that she didn't dare to tell me to see, or because she hadn't noticed that I was tense behind her for a long time. Why should it be so clear?

"Go and call the emperor!" Turning back to the room, closing the important door, blocking the dazzling sunset, I thought, when I saw Mo Yu, I would cry.

Quietly dying, staring blankly at the fact that there is no way to take off the red shirt, I just wore it for an extra minute and a second, let me enjoy the red mood quietly. The phoenix crown is still placed in front of the stage, and the dazzling brilliance cannot be concealed in the dark, Mo Yu, why is there always so much resistance with you, or because I didn’t hold your hand tightly, I should What about the punishment?

"Ru'er, open the door!" Hearing the sound of a quick knock on the door, there was a hearty call to my name, wiped my tears to fill up the foundation, covered the red eye circles, and dragged my suit. He walked to the door and put on his brightest smile the moment he opened the door, "Mo Yu, you are here!" A red suit, two hands that could have been held together, were they separated by unknown reasons? Is it absurd? But, Xiao family, after all, I want to protect.

"Ru'er, what's the matter? Why don't you even hold a lamp?" Seeing Mo Yu turned around and told Jing'er to enter the room to palm the lamp, the bright light in the room suddenly pierced her eyes, and there was nothing to cover her heart. I was so sad, lying in Mo Yu's arms, I burst into tears.

"Go out!" Mo Yu drank Jing'er without looking up at her. No matter what she had encountered, it was not a reason to break up others, and it was not the capital to ask others to forgive, so sad.

"Ru'er, don't cry, okay, did she tell you something?" Mo Yu's tone always felt a little deeper, but why didn't he even know the reason?

"Mo Yu, is there something to worry about?" I raised my bright red eyes and looked at Mo Yu, with his colorful face and affectionate eyes, a few strands of hair scattered in my ears, and my look was still flying, but there was something strange in my eyes. I can tell.

"It's okay, Ru'er, why are you crying? Are you too happy to marry me?"

"Yu'er knows that he is smart. Look at why you don't remember Xuan Bing's words. I can't get married within two years. Mo Yu, do you want to kill me? I'm dead, but I'm not. People can control you!"

"Ru'er, don't say such bad words, Xuan Bing has said yes, but that is just not a bridal chamber. I will wait until the day when Ru'er's poison is exhausted!" Mo Yu held me in his arms, pointedly The chin was on the side of the cloud, it must be a look full of expectation, I dare not look.

"Yu'er, can you wait until the day when the poison is exhausted?"

"Why? I want to take you into the palace and stay with me every day. I can see you smiling every day, drinking the soup you cook every day, and we are together every day. How great it would be!"

"Yeah! So I just wanted to trap me in the palace, so I can't go in anymore. Looking at you every day, I can't be exhausted!" Withdrawing from her arms, he looked at Mo Yu with his arms, feeling a little bit unbearable. , But can't bear it.

"Ru'er, how come? Are you tired looking at me?"

"Yu'er, do you know that there is a term called aesthetic fatigue? It means looking at a very beautiful thing every day. After a long time, it will be very tired and very tired. So, I now decide that I should not be so tired! I want to first Relax for a while! Yu'er, do you think this is okay?" Touching Moyu's face, I hope he says "Yes", so that there is no need to say harsh words, no need to quarrel with him, there is hope , You can continue to wait.

"Ru'er, marry me, you must marry me today!" The determination in Mo Yu's tone made me a little suspicious. I wondered why he came here suddenly. Could it be that something happened to the Xiao family? Mo Yu thought anxiously. protect me?

"Mo Yu! Say, what happened! Don't try to fool me!" His expression became serious.

"Ru'er, I really don't want to lose you!" Mo Yu hugged me abruptly, tightly out of breath. What happened, did Wang Taifu do something to the Xiao family again?

"Mo Yu, tell me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what's wrong?"

"Ru'er, Ximingguo, propose to make a marriage, and the queen will let you out. Ru'er, I really don’t know. When I know, Prince Ximing has already seen your portrait and bluntly said that you will not marry !"

"Mo Yu, Prince Ximing, how come there is a portrait of me?"

"The queen mother once ordered someone to draw you a portrait."

"It's okay, Yu'er, don't worry. Ru'er will not marry anyone except you. It's just that the marriage will not end tonight. When we are all ready, I must hold you and not be your little bride. good or not?"

"Ru'er, um!" Mo Yu stretched out his hand and hugged me in his arms. He clearly felt the faint worries on his body. He closed his eyes, and just wanted to go back quickly and return to Kyoto to take that Ximing country. The prince drove away and convinced the queen mother. Then, the world was emptied thousands of miles, and a hopeful life would be beautiful, I believe!

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