In the screen window with clear water and sky clouds, Lingchan lazily fiddled with the flowers on the table, her white jade-like face drooped, like a Guanyin drooping her eyes, like a Begonia weeping dew.
At the door, Guan Qin shouted: "Welcome Your Majesty!"
The emperor, who had been waiting for several days without seeing anyone, decided to take the initiative.
Emperor Qianhua placed in the Jiaofang Hall.
Lingchan turned a deaf ear and sat firmly on the chair, her long and white fingertips like green onions lingering on the fluffy petals.
Emperor Qian Hua saw this appearance as soon as he came in. He looked deeply and smiled softly.
Lingchan heard his voice and stood up in a hurry. Just as she was about to pay homage, Emperor Qianhua said, "No need to pay homage."
He glanced at the pink and white albizia flowers on the table and said, "This flower is beautiful, but it's a bit petty, so I don't praise you. If you like flowers, I'll give you two pots of Linghua Zhande, you should like it."
Ling Chan lowered her head, her black hair spread out, revealing a section of her fair and smooth neck, gracefully curved like a swan, "My daughter is originally from a small family, and Linghua Zhanlu...such a precious peony flower, my daughter will never If you haven’t raised it before, you may spoil the imperial gift by raising it, and that will be your daughter’s fault.”
Emperor Qianhua raised his eyebrows, "How will you know if you don't try?"
"If you know how to do it, you can do it; if you don't know how to do it, you can't do it. My daughter is naturally stupid and doesn't dare to be arrogant."
The girl lowered her eyes and bent her waist. Her curved waist was like a flexible willow, sliding out beautiful curves. It seemed soft and easy to bend, but in fact, she was proud of the snow and strong.
Emperor Qianhua: "Do you know what you are talking about? I rarely have such good patience."
"My daughter is terrified."
This sentence made Emperor Qian Hua choke.
How many years has it been since anyone dared to speak to him so boldly?
"Ha..." Emperor Qian Hua looked at her condescendingly and suddenly smiled, "You seem to be the most disciplined person, but in fact you despise everything... How did that boneless wimp Marquis Xuanwei raise a child like you? Of? It’s really interesting.”
…
The peonies that were ruthlessly rejected by Ling Chan were finally moved to the Queen's Jiaofang Palace, but they were placed in the garden of Jiaofang Palace. People coming and going could see the two pots of precious peonies. .
Lingchan began to encounter Emperor Qianhua frequently.
Whenever she goes out, she will definitely bump into Emperor Qian Hua who is out to relax.
Most of the time, Ling Chan would only salute from a distance, and then eagerly leave, as if the emperor in the distance did not represent glory and wealth, but a savage beast.
Emperor Qianhua never left her talking again, as if the deviant temptation in Jiaofang Palace that day was just a vague phantom, but every time they met, there would be one more pot of peonies in the garden of Jiaofang Palace, and the backyard where hundreds of flowers were once blooming , now almost turning into a peony garden.
The pursuit of a superior person is like a hunt in which victory is guaranteed and with ease. Both of them know very well that all the struggles of the prey are just bubbles in the mirror.
The lion was stroking the rabbit at his feet, and he might swallow the rabbit at any time.
But is it really so?
Who says rabbits can't hunt tigers in turn?
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An Wang received a letter when he was in Tantai.
Although he receives countless self-recommendation letters, gift letters, and even impeachment letters every day, this one is still particularly special.
There are only a few words on the paper: See you at the same place.
On the flawless white letter paper, a rough and ugly ball of wool was drawn?
...This rough technique is simply unsightly, but after looking at it for a long time, it still looks a bit cute.
An Wang thought lazily, carefully folded the letter, put it back in the envelope, and put it into the small box on his desk.
He went to the girl's appointment on time according to the time and place on the letter.
The acacia tree still in a remote corner of the Imperial Garden was quite busy today.
Ling Chan had been waiting under the acacia tree early. The girl with clouds and fragrant temples looked up at the lush flower trees. When the breeze blew, the albizia branches turned into velvet and fell all over her hands.
Silence and noise stirred in his mind.
When Lingchan saw him coming, she almost couldn't wait to take a step forward, her dotted eyes shining slightly.
"Your Highness," she said boldly, blushing, "can you marry me?"
King An: "...!"
A huge pie fell from the sky, smashing it so hard that he couldn't recover. King An raised his eyebrows, and he smiled happily, lazily speaking the syllables from his mouth, "Oh?"
His face was calm, and he couldn't see the tangled emotions in his heart, and the sea of love was overwhelming.
Lingchan lowered her head, her white jade face dyed pink jade. She was about to speak when she was caught by King An and held in his arms.
He smiled coldly, "What, where is your brother the prince?"
Lingchan fell in front of his fiery chest, and what sounded together with his cold and mocking voice was a heartbeat as fast as a war drum.
"Now you finally understand? How can those wild men be as good to you as I am?"
"I know you like me the most, and you have some discernment. What kind of prince? He has a name for nothing, is old-fashioned and boring, how can he compare to me? Don't worry, I... Although I am not as good as him now, sooner or later one day,"
King An lowered his voice and took a step back. He bent down and pressed his forehead closely to Lingchan's, as if he wanted to convey all the emotions stirring in his chest to her in this way.
"I'll give you the best in the world."
I am your best choice.
His dark eyes were as blazing as fire.
My throat was itchy and vibrating. When I opened my mouth, a large number of butterflies flew out of my heart.
"Your Highness..." Lingchan's red face was now pale, "Thank you for your love... but I... don't like you..."
"..." King An was stunned for only a short moment, "Are you being tough again?"
He was teasing as if nothing had happened, but there was a coldness in his dark eyes.
Lingchan tried to escape and buried her head in Prince An's arms. She whispered: "I don't want to deceive His Highness... I have encountered some troubles recently, so I need to get married as soon as possible. I still remember His Highness Bi saying that we are unmarried. Husband and wife, will Your Highness be willing to marry me in the future?"
"What do you think is good?" King An smiled, but his tone changed and suddenly became cold: "...Fu Lingchan, what do you think of me?"
"Your toy?"
It turns out that pie will not fall from the sky, unless the trap is poison wrapped in sugar.
But even so, he couldn't bear to let go and held the girl in his arms tightly.
...the little bird that has fallen into a trap, he will never let go of her.
"Tantai Shi!" An angry shout rang out, and a hand tore Ling Chan away from his arms. Tantai Shi subconsciously went to fish her out, but someone grabbed her wrist and pushed her hard.
He took a step back to steady his body and looked coldly at the person opposite.
What makes him hate, what makes him envy, what makes him jealous is the noble Crown Prince Tantai Zhi and the girl he took away.
The expression on His Highness the Crown Prince's face was ugly at the moment compared to the mocking of the prince who had always been a noble man and had a tendency to remain calm despite the collapse of mountains.
The first thing he saw was the girl's red wrist being grasped by Tantai Zhi.
Then he saw Lingchan's face.
She had been staring closely at His Highness the Crown Prince, her eyes sparkling, and her lovely red face had returned to the beautiful, delicate face that appeared in his dreams every night.
She never looked at him like that.
