On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

When Ning Luo returned, he heard the sound of a flute floating in the yard.

It spins gracefully, up and down, cold and sad.

She slowly walked in from the Moon Gate and saw the King of War sitting in a wheelchair, holding a jade flute in his hand and blowing it gently to his lips.

The sound of the flute gave Ningluo a picture of vastness and distance.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute rose loudly, and the killing sound was like two armies fighting in the dusk. Thousands of horses galloped, the sound of fighting shook the heaven and the earth, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers...

Ning Luo seemed to see the scene of one person becoming famous and dying.

Is the War King nostalgic for his previous glory when he was invincible on the battlefield?

Are you remembering those fallen soldiers?

I still feel sad that he used to be a giant, respected by thousands of people, but now he is not good at what he does, and he is still miserable and being plotted by his loved ones.

Looking at his handsome and solemn side face, the wall in Ning Luo's heart cracked slightly.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

Xiao Ding didn't even look at Ning Luo, and turned his wheelchair towards the bedroom.

Okay, why are you angry again?

Ning Luo quickly followed into the bedroom and praised sweetly: "The sound of the flute played by the prince is so nice."

"Majestic and full of heroic and fearless music."

"It's like commanding thousands of troops and horses to attack cities and plunder territories, wave banners, swallow mountains and rivers with anger, and win repeated battles..."

Xiao Ding still had a straight face, ignored her, and took a medical book to read.

Ning Luo didn't really look at him, otherwise his eyes wouldn't stay on the same page for a long time.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Your Majesty, I have something to discuss with you."

Xiao Ding didn't look at her and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

"We are going to the palace to attend the Dragon Boat Festival in three days. Do you want to prepare some gifts?"

"What do you like, Your Majesty?"

"I don't know." Xiao Ding warned: "Don't speculate on the Sacred Heart unless you have nothing to do."

Ning Luo said: "My lord, do you believe that those who are strong are easy to break, but those who are soft will last forever?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ding raised his eyes and looked at her: "Tell me about your plan."

"Human nature has its weaknesses." After Ning Luo finished speaking, he paused, and seeing that he had no objection, he continued:

"Just now, I was listening to the sound of the prince's flute, and I felt infinitely sentimental without realizing it."

Xiao Ding disdained to look at her: "What does this have to do with preparing for the Dragon Boat Festival?"

"After all, the emperor is also a human being, and he also has seven emotions and six desires. Even if he is a sage and wise emperor, there are treacherous ministers in the court. Why doesn't the emperor kill them?"

This question made Xiao Ding look at him differently again.

But he just asked quietly: "Why do you think it is?"

"Treacherous ministers, smooth-tongued and flattering, the emperor likes them like keeping pets to make himself happy."

"So, these traitors are doing pretty well, right?"

"On the other hand, those loyal ministers had the loyalty and courage to die to clarify their aspirations, but most of them lived in poverty and were depressed and frustrated. Many of them were framed and persecuted by treacherous ministers, which brought harm to the nine tribes and died tragically."

"As long as you can be more flexible, loyal ministers can live longer."

"A true wise man does not look at the process, only the results. He strives to reach high places, learns to protect himself, and lives a long time, so that he can protect more people he wants to protect, such as upright fellow officials, such as the common people - the world."

Xiao Ding's deep eyes flashed slightly, "Continue."

"Now we are living under the emperor's nose. If we occasionally show weakness, say soft words, and show filial piety, the emperor will also like it, right?"

"You want me to please him?" Xiao Ding frowned.

But good advice is hard to hear but helpful to action. This woman knows how to discern people's hearts.

Ning Luo smiled and said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to do anything. Just stay as you are. I will do these things and it will not affect your glorious image. As long as your Majesty allows me to do it."

Xiao Ding said, "Don't make a big mistake."

"That's absolutely not possible. With my IQ, it won't happen." Ning Luo said with a smile.

Xiao Ding was silent again.

"Then please rest early, Your Majesty. I will prepare gifts first."

Seeing her leaving happily, Xiao Ding was a little curious as to what kind of gift she could give to please her father.

That person mostly likes beauty and jewelry.

There is also the supreme imperial power.