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After the banquet was over, the empress came to the Qianqing Hall and told the emperor about today's situation, and Duanmu Ding, as usual, did what he should do on the sidelines. The emperor said something in front of the queen, but after the queen left, he asked about the ingot.
"Ding'er, what do you think of the queen's thoughts!"
In the Qianqing Hall, the emperor sat high on the dragon chair, looked at Qi Ding peacefully, and asked.
"The meaning of the empress is actually to value the power of Duan Jicheng. Duan Jicheng is on the rivers and lakes. With a single call, countless benevolent and righteous knights can sacrifice their lives. Duan Jicheng and Aojian Villa have a close relationship. The four guardians It is said that the identities are unknown, and there are rumors that the four guards are hiding in the court. And when the new dynasty was established, many people in the rivers and lakes were related to the important officials of the court. What's more, the court was widely distributed on the door of Lord Duanhou. If the Crown Princess is appointed, there will be many vacillating ministers who will move closer to the Crown Prince."
Dip the ink-soaked paintbrush into clean water and shake it a few times. In an instant, the paintbrush seemed to be unstained, but the clear water in the plate turned into ink, lightly blending with the water, like emerald green lake water.
The emperor nodded slightly, "That's true. Although Lord Duan Hou is old, the four guardians under his sect are said to be from famous families, but no one knows their identities, and no one has seen their true colors. In the family of the important ministers, the person Duan Lisha marries may threaten the position of the crown prince!" His gaze is from far to long, which is the wisdom and foresight of an emperor.
No matter what, he must give a stable country to his heirs.
"Father, is A Li really important enough to affect my Dazhao's world! She is just a bit savage, with a heart higher than the sky!" She still has the shame of her daughter's family, and she doesn't want her own As a political bargaining chip, I missed it.
The emperor was taken aback when he heard what he said! "Why, do you have a relationship with this Duan Lisha?"
"Yes, father, I have met him several times!" He did not hide his father, he knew that his father must have thought that he had some ulterior motive for getting close to Lisha.
"How many times have you met?"
"yes!"
"Ding'er, I am your royal father. I have watched you grow up, and I know what you are like. Normally, when I ask you some things, you are always absent-minded. But today, regarding Duan Lisha's matter, But you are full of interest, and even try to make me give up the idea of ??making Duan Lisha the Crown Princess. Tell me honestly, what is going on with you towards Duan Lisha!"
He looked at the fourth son who bowed his head to paint, and there was some pain in his eyes. If one day, this indifferent son did something outrageous, how would he solve it?
"Father, the queen hopes that the prince can marry A Li, but it is because A Li can give the prince a huge backing. But in the eyes of my ministers, A Li is nothing more than a pure and ordinary woman."
Press the painting with a paperweight. Looking eagerly at his aloof father.
"Father, the crown prince doesn't like A Li, but wants to marry him. But the son-in-law really likes A Li, can't the father think for the sake of the son from the perspective of a pure father?"
"¡¡kindness?"
Duanmu Ming didn't understand why he looked at this son. He grew up by his side since he was a child. What kind of conduct is known. Because the mother is the former imperial concubine, she has not been canonized as king for many years, and she has no complaints.
Over the years, the wronged fourth son never asked for anything from himself.
Today
There must be a reason for this.
"Father, I like A Li. I have never asked my father to give me anything in these years. Can't I give me a woman I really love, who will accompany me for the rest of my life? If my mother She is still alive, knowing that Ding'er has someone she loves, she will definitely be very happy!"
Duanmuming was taken aback.
"If the father is afraid that his son will use the power of Lisha City to do some outrageous things one day. Then the father can demote his son to a commoner, and his son will take A Li away from the palace, and swear that he will never die in this life." One step into the imperial city!"
Duanmu Ding knelt on the ground and begged the emperor for permission. As soon as he was dressed in white, the seven-foot man just knelt on the ground. Didn't everyone say that men have gold under their knees? Now he knelt down, kneeling in front of his father with a sincere look.
No, for the glory and wealth, just because you can bestow a lifetime of clarity, and in this clarity, I only want her company.
Could it be that, it is so simple, you will not fulfill me?
Duan Muming looked at the painting he had just completed. In the painting, his wife with long hair was leaning against the window, wearing a green shirt and plain clothes, without any makeup, and she was peaceful and beautiful. Admiring the coquettish Begonia, yes, she likes it the mostWhat I like is Begonia.
After all, she is also the phoenix in his heart.
He has an unshirkable responsibility for her departure, and the person kneeling on the ground is the only blood she left for him.
I have to admit that I have treated him badly all these years.
"Ding'er, get up!"
"Father!"
"Okay, we'll discuss this matter later. At the birthday banquet, let me see what kind of person I am, who can be treated like this by my beloved son, haha!"
Listening to his father's hearty laughter, Qi Ding suppressed his thoughts, stroked his clothes, and stood up.
Seeing his father cast his eyes on the painting on the table, Qi Ding's eyes sparkled, his eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth sneered. His father, more or less, felt guilty about his mother who died young.
Back to Jingming Qiongyuan, Lisha remembered what happened in the Royal Garden today. The queen has the intention of not giving up until she achieves her goal, she insists on wooing Duan Jicheng, she can't understand it. Concubine De's neither cold nor indifferent attitude also made her puzzled.
However, today I recognized Concubine Chen as my mother, so I finally have a backer. But marrying the prince Risa remembered the man from that night. Today, he played the piano and flute with himself, and he can understand his vicissitudes, loneliness, and loneliness even more.
Suddenly I couldn't wait to see him.
Lisha ran along the path that she walked slowly that night.
On a spring night, the dew is flooding. The corners of the skirt were stained with dew, and the edges were discolored, but they didn't seem to notice it.
On the winding path, the crabapple flowers are lowered, trying their best to absorb the nectar, and bloom more coquettishly. In the dark night, the dancing clothes are as agile as an elf, just like a fairy. She never stopped running, leaving shallow shoe prints on the mossy path.
But no one could stop her from moving forward, even if there were thorns ahead, she would crawl forward stained with blood.
Even if it is a high mountain, even if it is a river rushing thousands of miles.
Suddenly, I don't know what tripped me up, and I suddenly fell down on the stone road.
With a bang bang, the startled Hua'er lowered her head, and the disturbed Cicada squeaked non-stop.
"ah!"
Lisha tried to stand up, but the pain in her ankle made her cry out. I couldn't stand up because of the pain. Risa bit her lip, leaned her body and tried to move forward. However, the pain in her ankle made it difficult for her to move.
Looking up at the faintly visible dark green water pavilion, he bit his lip hard.
Endure the pain.
She wants to see him.
Want it so so much. Even she herself didn't know why, it would be like this.
He who blows that flute sound
"I'm sprained, why are you still running around!"
Ge Ran, as cool as water, and as elegant as a chrysanthemum, sounded from the front. Risha raised her head in surprise. He just stood there.
Tonight, he wore a white robe, and the jade pendant with an invisible totem was still embedded in his waist. The candlelights on both sides of the mossy path greeted him with a tall and straight appearance and a bright and handsome face. There was a soft smile on the corner of his mouth, and he held a green and white jade flute in one hand.
Lisha smiled faintly.
It really was him.
"me!"
Lisha is at a loss for words. He lowered his head, lowered his eyelids, and his cheeks suddenly grew apricot. Turning round eyes, staring at his shoes, not for a moment.
Heart, pounding.
Very flustered.
"Hmm, what's up?"
?The purposefully elongated ending, to Lisha's ears, was lingering and pathetic, and she became even more distracted, biting her lip, and getting harder. Occasionally, a faint smell of blood wafted through the quiet air.
He approached slowly.
There is always a smell of ink on him. Fresh and fragrant, refreshing. .
"¡me¡¡."
"It's so late, why do you run to such a place alone. A girl's house, you are not afraid of bad guys!"
Standing in front of Lisha, he stretched out his hand to support her and moved. After looking at Lisha's complexion, she shook her head with a helpless expression, which made Lisha's complexion even more rosy. Fortunately, it was night, and others couldn't see clearly, otherwise they wouldn't be ashamed to death. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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