The long concubine ceremony was finally over.
Carrying a robe weighing more than ten kilograms, climbing the stairs and standing still, Lingchan was so tired that she almost collapsed.
Emperor Qian Hua supported her, touched Ling Chan's sweaty pale face, and with a slight force on his hand, he lifted Ling Chan upright.
Lingchan exclaimed, she really had no strength left and collapsed limply in Emperor Qianhua's arms.
Emperor Qianhua carried Lingchan back to the palace he had specially prepared for her.
Pearl Palace.
This sounds like the emperor's style, simple and direct without beating around the bush, and the meaning of cherishment is clearly reflected on the plaque.
The emperor put Lingchan on the bed, stripped off the imperial concubine's high-quality and gorgeous coat, and untied Lingchan's hair.
Where has he ever uncut a woman's hair?
The hairpin was swaying step by step, dotted with twists and turns of gold wire and long tassels. The emperor gently and patiently untied the hair from these gold wires and beads one by one, and then pulled it out from the hair.
Then he touched Lingchan's still high bun, and was stunned for a moment.
Why didn't it spread out?
Lingchan said amusedly: "Should we let Guan Qin and the others do it?"
The emperor refused.
He held Lingchan's upper body in his arms, brushed away the cloud-like black hair with his fingertips, and explored it carefully. He quickly caught the tiny clip hidden in the black hair.
Emperor Qianhua snorted lightly, as if he was proud of himself.
Ling Chan was sullen in his arms and couldn't help laughing, "Your Majesty, no three-year-old child would be proud of such a thing."
"But I can." The emperor moved his hands gently, and after removing the hair accessories on Ling Chan's head one by one, as if he hadn't had enough fun, he took a sandalwood comb and combed Ling Chan's hair.
The blunt-toothed comb gently scratched her scalp, causing Chan to squint her eyes and soon fell asleep in the faint fragrance of Longyan.
The emperor turned Lingchan's face out of his arms and saw the girl's long eyelashes trembling slightly, like a butterfly shaking off the glittering powder on its wings.
His acting skills are so bad, but his courage is so great.
He couldn't help but laugh, his fingers gently brushed the girl's cheeks that were flushed from sleep,
Jiao Jieying is white, the cheeks are soft, and there is a pit when pressed.
The moon, which the world could only hope to reach, fell into his arms.
…
The next day, Lingchan opened her eyes hazy and saw the bright sky outside the window.
She was stunned for a moment, "What time is it now? Why didn't anyone call me?"
Guanqin whispered: "It's almost noon. You were sleeping soundly when His Majesty left, so he told you not to call you and told you to sleep well."
The system in my mind muttered: [You didn’t turn on the lights last night! 】
Lingchan yawned and said lazily: [Of course, he is not really a lustful and lustful bastard, and he will not force himself on a little girl. 】
【ah? ] The system asked blankly: [Isn’t your current persona: a poor little girl who recommends herself to him as a pillow and loves him so much? 】
[No, no, no, my character is clearly: a crazy little girl who proposes herself to him as a pillow and loves the power in his hands. 】
[Having been let down by my lover again and again, I pathetically locked my heart and dared not love anyone else, waiting for him to soften me with love. 】
Lingchan had just dressed herself up with the help of the maids, when she heard the announcement at the door: "Your Majesty has arrived——"
She stood up hurriedly, Yingying bowed down, "See your Majesty!"
In the middle of bowing, the emperor picked it up with one hand and asked her with a smile, "You just got up? Little lazy cat."
Lingchan blushed and buried her face in his arms in embarrassment.
The emperor dug her out with a smile, "You slept for so long, it seems like you had a sweet dream last night?"
He was just joking, but he saw the girl in front of him suddenly have red eyes, and crystal clear water drops falling down her cheeks.
The emperor frowned, immediately turned away everyone, and put the little girl in his arms, "What's going on? Tell me, I will vent your anger."
"It was just a nightmare." Lingchan said in a low tone.
The emperor put his arm around her thin shoulders and said: "I am the emperor of the world, and the purple energy protects my body. Monsters and demons cannot get close to me. Don't be afraid, I will guard you."
"What bad thing is in the dream that makes us Chanchan unhappy?"
"Your Majesty is coaxing the child." Lingchan complained in a low voice as she wiped her tears on his dragon robe.
The emperor looked at her indulgently and wiped away her tears.
Isn't it just to coax children? Among all the noble ladies in the capital, who is as delicate as her?
Lingchan lowered her eyes and said softly: "I just dreamed about those people who scolded me... said that I was born in a lowly position and was carefree... But my background is not something I can decide, and I don't have it, and I don't have it."
As she spoke, she shed tears of grievance.
Her little face was red from crying, and her lips were bitten brightly, which made the little exposed millet teeth even whiter.
"I want to think about who has scolded you?" The emperor looked deeply and gently brushed his red lips with his thumb, saving the ravaged piece of soft flesh from Lingchan's teeth, "Zhang family, Shen Family...and Prince An, who is the mastermind behind the scenes...how do you want to deal with them?"
"Those officials just gave up their official positions. King An is still a prince, so why not just seal his fief at the border and let him go to a bitter and cold place to suffer?"
"Or if you keep him trapped in the capital for the rest of his life, and you get angry again, call him to the Pearl Palace and let him kneel in front of you to amuse you and relieve your anger?"
Emperor Qianhua's expression was very serious when he said this, so Lingchan also thought about it seriously.
She counted the numbers on her hands and said, "Your Majesty, most of your civil and military dynasty will be empty. Who will do the work for you then?"
The emperor smiled lowly and said, "Students all over the world are waiting to squeeze them out. There may be a shortage of people everywhere, but it is impossible for me to do so."
"Then I don't want it either." Lingchan pouted and said, "Even if I beat them all to the bottom, they are still afraid of you and not me! It's my fault that I, the demon concubine, bewitched their wise and mighty Majesty. , they are not wrong at all!"
"Then what do you want?" The emperor followed her words indulgently.
"I want to abolish private prostitution!" Lingchan looked up at him, her shining black eyes more dazzling than the stars in the sky.
Emperor Qianhua was stunned.
He couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him carefully.
He still has a slender figure, a weak face, weak clothes, and will be bullied at any time.
He looked like he knew nothing about the state affairs of the court.
Emperor Qianhua said, "This is no child's play."
"Of course!" Lingchan said: "I have thought about it very carefully, so I opened this mouth to Your Majesty! It is definitely not for my own selfish interests!"
"Then tell me, what are the benefits of this to the country and the people?"
Emperor Qianhua calmed down and looked solemn.
He had been the emperor for more than ten years, and he had a lot of experience and aura. Once he put away his easy-going demeanor of coaxing little girls, his aura was terrifyingly cold and hard.
Lingchan was not afraid at all.
