"It's a pity that the mother and concubine are long gone now. What's the point of thinking about it?" Ling Zimo didn't know when, he had raised his head, stared at the sad expression on the emperor's face, and there was a trace of sadness in his calm words. An imperceptible sense of resentment.
The emperor met his slightly cold gaze, but for some reason, he didn't dare to meet him, and suddenly he coughed violently again. He coughed for a while, was out of breath, and looked a bit out of energy.
Ling Zimo sighed slightly and turned his eyes away.
"Mo'er, I promise you," the emperor leaned on the bed, panting, "If you are willing to help your second brother settle the situation, I will give you justice for your mother and concubine."
Ling Zimo's eyes were like lightning, he quickly glanced at him, pondered for a moment, and said respectfully: "Father, it's late at night, you should rest well today, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow!"
The emperor stared at him deeply for a while, lowered his eyes, seemed very tired, nodded: "Okay, you go first!"
Ling Zimo kowtowed, stood up and started to go backwards, when suddenly the emperor said again: "Mo'er, I heard that you abolished the princess?"
Ling Zimo paused: "Yes."
The emperor smiled lowly and said, "It's good for her to rest her body. It seems that you really love her!"
Ling Zimo froze, not knowing what to answer. After a long time, I didn't hear the emperor's voice again. I raised my eyes slightly, and saw the emperor's eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was low, as if he was asleep. So, back out gently. After retreating outside the hall, he realized that his hands were covered in cold sweat.
After Ling Zimo had gone out for a while, there was a soft "click" in the emperor's inner room, and an inconspicuous door beside the dragon bed was pushed open silently, and Ling Zifei came out from behind the door with a gloomy expression. The emperor leaning on the dragon bed opened his eyes and his eyes were shining. Although his face was still haggard, he didn't look like he was dying.
"Father, do you think he will cooperate obediently?" King Wei stared straight at the direction Ling Zimo was going out, with deep thought in his eyes. "I'm afraid, he won't believe it so easily, will he?"
The emperor sneered: "Is my son not clear? What he has always worried about is the cause of his mother's death back then. What's more, he still has a weakness now!"
"You mean Zhuang Mengdie?" King Wei turned around, a little uncertain.
"Otherwise, why do you think I must let Zhuang Zhijian marry his daughter to him?" The emperor leaned on the soft pillow, his tone indifferent.
"My son thought that the father was just using this to win over his relationship with Zhuang Zhijian." Wei Wang raised his eyebrows, "Did the father predict that he would be tempted by Zhuang Mengdie?"
The emperor was silent, and said regretfully: "You have never seen Mrs. Zhuang, the kind of woman who is like water, as long as a man sees it, he will be tempted. It's a pity When Zhuang Mengdie was about five or six years old, I went to see her." In the prime minister's mansion, I saw her by chance, and felt that this child would grow up to be worse than her mother."
King Wei thought of Mengdie's seven-stringed song at the state banquet on New Year's Eve, and couldn't help feeling a little melancholy in his heart. He nodded: "It is indeed a very different woman!"
The emperor smiled slightly again: "Your fifth younger brother and eldest brother have both been on the battlefield, but they have very different temperaments. However, they are kind-hearted in nature, and they are never willing to hurt anyone unless it is absolutely necessary, so Rufei is also good. , Tao Yueruo, can restrain him. Mo'er has been cold-hearted since childhood, because there are not many people in this world who treat him sincerely. In order to protect himself, he can only preemptively strike and relentlessly. He is firm and persistent , once you find the target, you will never change it easily. However, it is really not easy to find someone who can make him tempted and distracted!"
When King Wei heard this, he also smiled slightly: "But the father is still found."
"That's right!" The emperor seemed to be quite proud of this matter, his eyes flashed, "Although Zhuang Mengdie is beautiful and charming, like her mother, she has a congenital and incurable hidden disease. It's as I expected, Mo Er'er's sudden departure from Beijing this time must be related to her illness. Moreover, Concubine Ru will not let Zhuang Mengdie go easily in order to make him break this concern. At this time, if he still wants to be distracted by her, Isn't it the best time for you to make a move?"
It was already midnight when Ling Zimo came out of Xiyang Palace. Although he and Concubine Ru belong to mother and child, they are not biological after all, so it is inconvenient to go to Yuehua Palace at this time. Immediately, he left the palace and went back to the palace by himself.
He quietly went back to Xuyuan, Mengdie was fast asleep. He took off his coat and went to bed lightly. She seemed to sense something, closed her eyes, and leaned towards him naturally.
He held Mengdie in his arms, and quietly smelled the faint fragrance of virginity on her body, because she had been taking medicine recently, and it was faintly mixed with the aroma of herbs. The restless heart just now is finally at peace.?However, my mind was full of thoughts, and I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. I didn't close my eyes until it was almost dawn.
Mengdie is supported by Ling Zimo's true energy every day, and she still wakes up early in the morning as before. When he opened his eyes, he was still in his arms, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile contentedly.
Standing up, he saw a faint bruise under his eyes. Knowing that he entered the palace last night and probably came back very late, his heart ached for no reason, so he wanted to get up quietly.
The sleeves were pulled suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, Ling Zimo was staring at her with a smile that was not a smile: "Where is the princess going to sneak?" It turned out that he had slept very lightly.
Mengdie was angry and funny: "Where else can I go, of course it is to prepare breakfast for the prince!"
Ling Zimo pulled his hand, and Mengdie fell on him involuntarily, his eyes were shining brightly: "Breakfast is here, what else do you need to prepare?" He hugged her tightly and turned over, trapping her in the bed. Under the body, bowed his head and was about to kiss.
Mengdie smiled and supported his chest: "Stop making trouble, sleep a little longer, were you exhausted last night?"
"I'm not tired. I'm hungry now, and I want to have breakfast." Ling Zimo said with an innocent face, and took her hand, put it to his mouth, and gnawed lightly twice.
Mengdie let out an "oops" and said, "My lord is still biting!"
Ling Zimo said "tsk" twice, and smiled evilly: "Who told the princess to taste so good?" After speaking, he suddenly took the tip of her index finger in his mouth, sucked it twice, and gently swept it with the tip of his tongue. Mengdie's body trembled, two red clouds quietly floated up on his face, and the other hand supporting his chest suddenly softened.
Taking advantage of the momentum, he grabbed her with both hands, fixed them on top of the pillow, bent down to kiss the red cloud on her face, kissed her slightly curly eyelashes, and kissed her slender eyebrows like a distant daisy
When having breakfast, Ling Zimo already looked calm and refreshed. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the porridge, then said lightly: "Is this breakfast, it's still as delicious as before."
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