[Yang Jian] A lotus flower is not as good as a king for thousands of miles

The author has something to say:

The sound drama of the same name adapted from "A Thousand Miles of Lotus is Not as Good as Your Majesty" has been launched on Himalaya. You are welcome to listen to it. On the Dongze rankings, Yang Jian crushed Lingxiu with his absolute beauty and became the top of the list. He seemed extremely unconfident. After returning to the Zhenjun Temple, he dragged Ling Jun to sit down without speaking. Ling Jun was made very strange by Yang Jian, and sat with Yang Jian for a long time. Seeing that he did not speak, he got up and wanted to leave. Ling Jun asked, "Is it really so beautiful?"

Ling Jun let out a chuckle, didn't he realize how many people could be fascinated by his face?Ling Jun coughed dryly, and an idea came to his mind, and said, "I've seen you for so long, and I've taken you as the benchmark for aesthetics, so I naturally think you're the prettiest." Yang Jian lowered his eyelashes like crow's wings, rather Lost and said: "Really?"

Ling Jun suppressed a smile and nodded sincerely. Yang Jian sighed and was about to go back to the main hall to take care of his official duties. Ling Jun quickly grabbed his arm and said, "You are done with your work, what do you want the Emperor of Heaven to do? What are you doing these days?" , you will accompany me out for a walk, how long has it been since we got married?"

Yang Jian stroked Ling Jun's shoulders, hugged her in his arms, and said, "I haven't worried about you these few days... Ajiu, where do you want to go?" Ling Jun rolled his eyes and said, "A few days ago you I was too busy, so I felt bored so I went to look for Si Ming and borrowed a few natal patterns to read." Yang Jian felt puzzled: "Don't you like to read these?" Ling Jun was startled, rolled his eyes shrewdly, and thought: " Do you like to read it again now, Si Ming’s fate is like a human storybook, I turned a few pages and found it interesting, so I read it.”

Seeing that Yang Jian was not suspicious, Ling Jun continued: "Fate says that in the mortal world, there is a country called Northern Qi. In the Northern Qi Dynasty, there was a prince Gao Changgong. He is too beautiful, and needs to be covered with a mask when going into battle. Such a God of War has only married Concubine Zheng in this life, but the ending is too tragic, and he is jealous of the monarch Gao Wei, so he ends up committing suicide by drinking poison, and Concubine Zheng also because of this. Escape into the empty door..."

Yang Jian felt nothing, and asked: "Such things happen every day in the mortal world. Besides, Gao Changgong can't even protect himself, so how can he talk about defending the country and caring for his wife?" Commenting on Gao Changgong in this way, Ling Jun raised his head and looked at Yang Jian with a little distress, didn't he know?Except for him, which man has she ever had a crush on!If it hadn't been related to him, how could she be interested in Gao Changgong's fate?

Ling Jun leaned in Yang Jian's arms, and put his hands on his neck, "Fortunately, the wind and waves have receded, and you are still by my side." Yang Jian rubbed Ling Jun's waterfall-like hair, Ling Jun said: "Let's go, wait If you go down, King Lanling will grow old, it's about time—" At this point, Ling Jun's bright black eyes flashed a little uncertainty, and before he finished speaking, he dragged Yang Jian out of the Zhenjun Temple.

When Yang Jian and Lingjun landed in Yecheng, the imperial capital, it was already the first month of 565 A.D., and a whole year had passed since the Mangshan victory.There was joy inside and outside the imperial city. Because it was the Shangyuan Festival, the people in Yecheng wore masks. Lingjun conjured up two masks and handed them to Yang Jian. Yang Jian smiled and put the masks on Lingjun's face. He snatched the other one and brought it for Yang Jian himself on tiptoe. Yang Jian took Ling Jun's hand and said, "The last time I came to the world was when King Wu defeated Zhou."

Ling Jun hugged Yang Jian's arm, intertwining his ten fingers. The man in white clothes next to him seemed unreal and upright, as if he would disappear invisible if he didn't pay attention. The warmth of the man's arms calmed her mood a little. Mu still sighed: "Yeah, it's like a dream."

Before the words fell, there was a mess in front of Dengshikou, and the crowd was like a wave towards Lingjun and Yang Jian. Lingjun knew that this was the scene when King Lanling and Concubine Zheng met for the first time. It was deduced by a certain fairy's personal incident, but Si Ming's self-righteous magical pen was complained by Ling Jun as dog blood. I am afraid that if Si Ming knew, he would really vomit blood, so as to defend the author's dignity.

Yang Jian didn't know what Ling Jun was thinking, so he pulled her to stand in front of a stall selling lanterns, and saw a hundred-mile horse rushing towards the entrance of Dengshi, and it was about to Stepping on the masked woman in front, Yang Jian wanted to stop her with magic power when he saw this, Ling Jun quickly pressed his hand and said, "What are you doing, a hero will save the beauty soon!"

Yang Jian looked along Ling Jun's hand, and he really saw a man in blue clothes lightly stroking the horse's hoof that was rushing down with one hand, and immediately he hugged the frightened woman to the corner of the street, both masks fell off, and in the astonishment of everyone Under the gaze, Ling Jun and Yang Jian were really frightened a lot. Although Ling Jun knew that King Lanling had the same face as Yang Jian, he didn't expect that Concubine Zheng was exactly the same as her own? !

Seeing Gao Changgong and Concubine Zheng surrounded by wild bees, waves and butterflies, Ling Jun tugged at Yang Jian's sleeves and said, "Now you know how popular I am in the Three Realms." She took it into her arms, pursed the corners of her lips shyly: "Got it..."