The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Aman still stood at the place where she waited for her father's emperor this time.

Once, she was here eagerly waiting for the father emperor to go down, and then followed him to Fengyang Palace for lunch. She had waited here after doing something wrong, begging the father emperor to let him coax her mother to get angry, just In the same place, she no longer had the thoughts of her young daughter, and the joys and sorrows of her heart at that time. Now, when she thought of the father emperor, she only had sadness in her heart.

Ah Man stayed in this corridor for a long time before he saw Su Jing coming from the shadow of the sun.

He was much thinner than a month ago, and there was no previous smile on his face. Even though there were countless **** guards behind him, he could not cover the loneliness around him.

Ah Man shook his head, not letting his distressed emotions continue. After killing his mother, he deserved to endure the loneliness of the next half of his life.

A Man said it again and again in the bottom of his heart, but his sour heart couldn't hide it anyway?

Why is this so, since everyone is not happy about this result, why should things get so far?

Su Jing looked at the young girl who was standing there far away, and was a little lost, as if returning to the happy times of the past.

But when he cleared Ah Man's face, his heart sank to the bottom.

He walked in front of Aman and asked, "What are you doing here? It's close to Chaotang."

"Father and Emperor are assured that your court, your Bei'an, and your people have nothing to do with me. I came here only for someone who has nothing to do with you."

Aman's words were cold, originally because of the memory of a little warmer heart, because Su Jing's doubts suddenly became cold and ice.

"The mother died, you asked me to preside over her funeral. There is something that I can't do, so I'll ask the father emperor, I don't know what kind of posthumous title you want to give your mother?"

Speaking of the posthumous title, Aman's heart was dull and painful. What she asked the father and emperor was the glory of her mother's death.

Su Jing didn't say anything, just looked at Aman.

"The brightest years of my mother's life have been spent in this deep palace for you, taking care of the housework for you, having children, and raising children. Now that she is dead, it is because of the love that once shared the same bed. Her posthumous title, you should also plan carefully. "

A Man didn't realize it. It turned out that her heart had such deep resentment against her father and emperor. The words were spoken, and the words were like knives and cones.

"Since I am going to let you deal with all the problems of the funeral, this posthumous title is naturally yours."

"You just want my mother-in-law to be the laughing stock of the world's people? You are her husband, a king." Ah Man doubted her ears a little bit. How could her father Emperor be wise and intelligent? Come?

"With your presence, my daughter wouldn't dare to specialize." A Man refused with a trembling voice, and his long-frozen heart overflowed with pain.

"The father and the emperor just don't think about their children, they're not afraid of my mother's undead, but you have to think about how you are in the hearts of the people. No one wants the emperor above them to be cold and ruthless."

"This matter, you go to the plan, then I will follow the slogan of your plan." Su Jing finally made a step back. After he finished speaking, he left almost as if to escape. Ah Man looked at him far away When I go back, my heart becomes more and more painful.

This result is good, but the father's cold heart still broke her heart, making her wonder whether the so-called love between men and women is really so fragile.

Ah Man left with a bitter smile, and what was lingering in her mind was to give her mother a posthumous name.

Her mother-in-law is the most magnificent word in the world.

However, no matter how amazing the words are, the mother will not know, but fortunately, the mother does not know, otherwise, how sad should she face the cold husband?

If you are dead, at least you don't have to face the father emperor's cold heart and cold lungs, but you are relieved.

Just thinking of the father emperor, Aman ’s heart, she still could n’t help but ache. That was her father. She had vowed that her father should be honoured in this life. His indulgence and pampering of himself in these years are not fake, but he The cold sentiment towards the mother is not fake now.