The Tyrant’s Beloved Empress

When Xiao Zhige looked at Li Haiyun, Li Haiyun was also quietly looking at him. +++Mobile reading visit m.wuxiaspot.com No matter his appearance or manners, the Northern Warlord is a general style, with dazzling brows and a downturn in his mouth. At first glance, he knows that he has a bad temper.

He quietly clenched his fists and raised his eyes to look at An Changqing. However, An Changqing sat beside the Northern War King and did not look at him.

Li Haiyun's heart shrank, and he thought with some panic: Is his cousin blame him? Obviously they used to travel the lake to write poetry, and their cousin would watch him intently...

"Cousin Changqing..." Li Haiyun thought in his heart, but couldn't hold back his face, and suddenly called him sadly.

An Changqing was about to introduce him to Xiao Zhige. Hearing that, he responded casually and said to Xiao Zhige: "Master, this is my aunt's maiden son, the son of Li Ruqi, the guardian of Changyang County."

Xiao Zhige replied indifferently, and asked casually, "I heard that you are quite close to this Li Gongzi (Guanguan)?"

His tone was not too heavy, only a black face made people feel terrified for no reason, and the two men who were thinking about each other were shocked at the moment.

An Changyu lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth quietly cocked; but Li Haiyun was worried, and repeatedly retorted, "Not close, but...just..." He couldn't think of a suitable word for a while, so he stopped.

"It's just what?" Seeing him so eagerly to distinguish, Xiao Zhige's face (color) was even more ugly, his voice faintly angrily: "Why didn't Li Gongzi finish talking?"

"It's just an ordinary friend. Don't get me wrong." Li Haiyun don't open his eyes, dare not look at An Changqing's expression. Changqing's cousin is now the princess of the Northern War, and since he has no ability to protect him, he can no longer drag him wishfully.

An Changqing, who has not spoken to (inserting cha), vaguely felt that something was wrong, frowned and said strangely: "Cousin Haiyun had been a guest in Xiangfu for a while, so I knew each other."

Xiao Zhige glanced at him, but he couldn't see the slightest flaw in his expression. An Changqing looked innocent and didn't seem to understand Li Haiyun's words of renunciation. There is no trace of sadness or feelings of seeing an old lover. Xiao Zhige couldn't guess whether he pretended to be too good, or he really didn't care about this cousin anymore.

Looking at Li Haiyun again, Xiao Zhige's disgust (color) is even heavier. Slightly squinting his eyes, he waved his hand and said, "Since I have seen it before, the two of you should step back if nothing has happened."

"Then we won't bother the prince and the princess Yaxing." Seeing him chasing guests unceremoniously, An Changyu's face (color) changed slightly, but he respectfully walked away. Li Haiyun raised his head to look at An Changqing, but he stopped talking.

An Changqing's attention was all on Xiao Zhige, so he did not receive his gaze.

After the two withdrew, An Changqing asked strangely, "What happened to the prince?"

I've been in a bad mood since just now.

Seeing that he still knew he cared about himself, Xiao Zhige felt complicated and unspeakable. He wanted to ask him and Li Haiyun, but he was afraid that what he heard was not the answer he wanted. He has been a **** servant (killing sha) on the battlefield for many years, but he has never been like a coward like now.

Pressing his lips tightly, Xiao Zhige said quietly: "Nothing."

An Changqing looked at him sideways, always feeling that this man was not telling the truth. He has a good understanding of Xiao Zhige's spleen (sexual xing) when he gets along these days. This person is a dull gourd, and he won't say it when he's angry. Only hold it by yourself.

An Changqing thought for a while, and the current situation is not suitable for inquiries. I wanted to wait until I went back.

***

However, after Li Haiyun followed An Changyu back to Nongxue Pavilion, he was a little bit disheartened. Having not seen him for many years, An Changqing's appearance and temperament are even better than before, making people unable to look away after a glance.

He still remembered that An Changqing was still a young man who hadn't grown up when he first saw each other. The eyebrows are delicate and picturesque, but the spleen (sexual xing) is very gentle and shy. When I first saw him, I would politely call him "Cousin Haiyun".

Li Haiyun fell in love as soon as he saw the beautiful woman, and often invited him to visit the lake to enjoy the scenery, and I don't know how many poems he confessed. Although An Changqing (sexual xing) is shy and has never responded actively, the focus in her eyes cannot be faked. If it weren’t for later... Later, the family had booked him a marriage without his consent. Changqing’s cousin wouldn’t be so determined to not even accept the jade pendant he had given him. He would also like to wish him love with his fiancee Qin Se He Ming...

"After all, there is no destiny..."

Li Haiyun sighed, borrowing wine to cover up the soreness in his nose.

An Xianya on the side didn't hear clearly, and came over curiously: "Cousin Haiyun, what are you talking about?"

Li Haiyun ignored her, just drenched his sorrows through wine. An Changyu looked at her, An Xian retreated angrily to her position, not daring to talk any more.

"Cousin is going to give up like this?" An Changyu poured him a glass of wine.

"What if I don't give up?" Li Haiyun sighed and said dejectedly: "I was the one who lost him first. Now Bei... should be good to him, I can't hurt him anymore. And today... he didn't even look at me. At a glance, it was obviously resenting me in my heart..."

An Changyu's mouth twitched slightly, and continued: "Maybe he didn't dare to show it in front of people?" He lowered his voice and continued: "I heard that the Northern Warlord was very cruel in his room and likes to torture people... "

Li Haiyun's face turned white, and the wine in the glass shook a little: "This..."

"The cousin really wants to give up, and he should make things clear. Although you returned to Changyang County under the pressure of your parents, you refused to get married. It's not that I'm sorry...Is it?"

Li Haiyun was moved by what he said, and his expression became more hesitant.

An Changyu made persistent efforts: "I had a way to let you meet the third brother, since you don't want to... then forget it..."

"I wish..." Li Haiyun eagerly responded, with a bit of drunkenness on his face, and said vaguely: "I want to ask him face to face. If he's not doing well... I, I will take it with you. he is gone!"

"Okay..." An Changyu's eyes flashed, and his voice softly said: "Cousin, don't worry, I will help you..."

***

Before the high incense burning downstairs was finished, Zhou Helan and An Xianyu joined hands to answer one hundred and twenty-five lantern riddles.

With the last sound of gongs and drums, the red lanterns of the Northern War Palace were hung to the highest point.

Everyone in Songtao Pavilion was full of joy. An Changqing (touching Mo) (touching Mo) An Xianyu's head smiled and said, "Yu'er is really amazing."

An Xianyu's cheeks are slightly red, but he is not as timid and wincing as before, and his eyes are bright and said: "Brother and Young Master Zhou have also worked hard."

Zhou Helan peeked at it, coughed lightly, and hurriedly said, "Miss has a poem and book in her belly. Even if I don't have me, she can answer it if she wants to."

"Don't be humble." Seeing them pushing around, An Changqing smiled and said: "All the merits. It's just right to get the prize and split evenly."

As soon as the voice fell, the next person led the Lantern Festival's steward up. The steward held two wooden boxes and bowed respectfully: "The first name of the Lantern Festival, you can get a picture of Jin Bailiang or Mr. Dan Mo. I don't know how you choose?"

An Changqing couldn't understand the famous Danqing, so he went to see An Xianyu and Zhou Helan. But I heard Zhou Helan say: "There are several riddles in Lantern Riddles that are related to Mr. Dan Mo. The young lady can answer fluently, but he also pursues Mr. Dan Mo?"

An Xianyu nodded. Mr. Dan Mo's paintings are very popular in Daye, and she also loves them very much. However, thinking that she did not get the first name alone, and that Zhou Helan's family background is not good and should be short of silver, she did not rush to make such an embarrassing request, but said: "This time the first name is the cooperation of the three of us. If you get it, it’s not easy to score a painting. Why don’t you just choose a little more than a tael of gold?"

When An Changqing saw this, she understood that her younger sister actually liked this painting, but she was always considerate and didn't want Zhou Helan to be embarrassed, so she took the initiative to mention it.

He was about to speak, but he heard Zhou Helan say: "That's a coincidence. Helan also loves Mr. Danmo very much. If Mr. Danmo's original work is taken outside, it can be equivalent to a hundred taels of gold. If the princess and the young lady are not. Mind, can I re-select the original Mr. Dan Mo? The original works can be handed over to the young lady, and He Lan just asks to borrow a copy."

An Xianyu originally said this because he was afraid that he would be embarrassed, but he did not expect that he would also want to paint. He looked at An Changqing inquiringly: "Brother?"

An Changqing didn't think too much when he saw this, and said, "You all like it, just choose the painting. Helan is not too bad. I will give you a reward after returning home."

Zhou Helan hurriedly thanked An Xianyu, who was holding the painting and couldn't put it down: "I will have to trouble Miss to borrow the painting in a few days."

An Xianyu responded with a smile, his eyes focused on the painting. On the contrary, Xiao Zhige glanced at Zhou Helan blankly, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything hastily.

After the Lantern Festival is over, the lanterns will be admired behind. After a few people sat upstairs for so long, An Changqing asked to go down and take a look. Seeing the crowds below, Yu and Zhou's mother were too lazy to join in the fun, and sat upstairs. An Changqing and Xiao Zhige took An Xianyu down to admire the lights.

The crowd downstairs was bustling, and An Xianyu liked the gadgets of girls, so she picked and looked at the small stalls. An Changqing looked around, suddenly thinking of something, and said to An Xianyu: "I will go over there with the prince to have a look, and ask Tiehu and Helan to protect you, and meet in Songtao Pavilion before Haishi."

An Xianyu happily responded. An Changqing told the accompanying maid to take good care of her before pulling Xiao Zhige away.

Xiao Zhige frowned and wondered: "Where to go?"

An Changqing squinted at him, and the brilliance in his eyes drifted: "I looked at someone who seemed to be in a bad mood and had to coax him with some thoughts."

Xiao Zhige suffocated, subconsciously wanting to refute that he was not in a bad mood, but was attracted by his phrase "coax him", and unconsciously followed him as he walked forward, and asked in a dumb voice: "How to coax? "

An Changqing took him to a stall selling masks, picked two colorful bird masks, took them with him, and handed them to Xiao Zhige: "You also bring them."

The stall owner is not young, his eyes are sharp, and he grinned: "The two are that... right? This mask is just right! The picture above is a wild goose! It's a couple!"

An Changqing was happy to hear that, and gave the silver, and then took Xiao Zhige to the moat.

The riverside is full of lanterns today. The men and women wearing masks hold the lanterns, write their wishes carefully, and then release them back into the river. Although Xiao Zhige has never experienced such an occasion, he also knows that this is where young men and women convey their sentiments. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many men and women have used this little lantern to express their love.

He dumbed his throat uncomfortably: "What are you doing here?"

An Changqing bought a distinctive carp opera lotus lantern and stuffed him with paper and pen. Although the delicate face is blocked by the mask, you can still see the (exposed) eyes radiantly bright: "Make a wish. I heard that if you wish to make a wish this day, it will be very spiritual."

Xiao Zhige's eyes deepened: "Now, what wish do you want to make?"

An Changqing shook his head and urged him to write quickly: "It won't work if I say it."

Xiao Zhige closed his eyes and wrote a few words on the paper with his pen. When both of them finished writing, they rolled the paper and stuffed it into the lamp. An Changqing held the lamp and put it down by the river, with a smile in his voice: "It will definitely work."

"Yeah." Xiao Zhige replied mentally, but his eyes followed the lantern that slowly drifted away.

Will the wish promised in that lamp have something to do with Li Haiyun?

Still...related to him.

After rolling his Adam's apple a few times, Xiao Zhige closed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but feel the urge to know the truth. He strode forward, leaned over in An Changqing's ear and said, "You are waiting for me here. I suddenly remembered. There is something wrong, go and go back."

After that, An Changqing didn't wait for An Changqing to return to his senses, and then strode away with him. An Changqing recovered and called him, but saw that his back had melted into the crowd, and couldn't tell which was him.

At the same time, An Changyu, who had been quietly following him, patted Li Haiyun on the shoulder, and looked at An Changqing who was alone and said, "Cousin, go. If you have anything to say, I will give you some advice."

The author has something to say: Counseling: Here is a wish you made, just take a look at the lantern.

Here:? ? ?

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Today is still the foolish counsel.