Luzhi quickly told Sang Ning what he saw.
Sang Ning lay on his side on the bed, nodded his forehead, and analyzed: "It seems that Chen Jin is a man with a story. Go and find out about his past."
She wanted to find Chen Jin's weakness.
If he can be used by her, it will definitely be a great thing for her.
"yes."
Luzhi responded, but did not retreat. Instead, he talked about the emperor: "Your Majesty, your majesty, do you want to admit your mistake and try to calm her down? If your majesty grants you a marriage, your Majesty will really marry Mr. Feng Xiaohou." ?"
Sanning said without hesitation: "No."
Luzhi's eyes were full of confusion: "Why? I think you like Mr. Feng Xiaohou quite a lot."
Sanning said: "I like a lot of people. If I like them, I have to marry them. I don't have enough."
In fact, in addition to the fact that she likes many people, she is not a long-lived person and does not want to form a deeper relationship and relationship with the little silly dog. Otherwise, if she died one day, would he still be able to live?
Luzhi didn't know what she was thinking, so he frowned and said, "No matter how many people you like, there is still one you like best. I'll just pick the person you like the most and marry her."
"I like you the most."
Sang Ning touched Luzhi's face, changed the subject, and teased: "How about I marry you? Those men are not as good as you. Luzhi, do you want to marry me?"
"Empress!"
Luzhi felt that she was not serious, so she blushed and ran away: "My dear, don't talk nonsense, how can two women get married?"
Sanning said: "If you don't want to get married, then fall in love."
Luzhi said: "How can two women fall in love?"
After hearing this, Sanning smiled and stopped talking.
In the era she lived in, it was natural for two women to fall in love.
"Actually, I think your Majesty is quite good."
Who can refuse the emperor's favor?
Although he wanted to kill people at every turn, he never hurt the queen at all.
The empress has been entangled with her foreign husband many times. If it were any other man, even if he was not the emperor, he would not be able to spare her.
Sang Ning also knew that the Dog Emperor was just bluffing and yelling and killing, but in fact he was the easiest to be soft-hearted towards her, but so what? Impossible between them.
"Okay, don't mention him."
She didn't want to hear it.
So good, what kind of man are you talking about? Disappointment!
Wang Cheng didn’t want to hear it either.
No, he didn't dare to listen.
The emperor was drunk and started to ask him to prepare a marriage decree. Not only did he want to give his wife to Feng Runsheng, but also to Feng Queyi, one wife and two husbands. God, could he listen to this?
"Don't she like men? Okay, very good, I will give her a lot of men!"
He sat on the carpet, leaning against the table, with wine bottles scattered around his feet.
He was really drunk, his clothes and hair were in a mess, his handsome face was red and swollen, and he would squint his eyes slightly, looking down and out.
"Your Majesty, think twice."
Wang Cheng knelt in front of him. The wound on his forehead had not been treated yet. He kowtowed twice and started bleeding again.
His forehead hurt and he felt panicked: Hey, can he still live to see the sun tomorrow?
It was already dark.
I don’t know when it started to rain.
The rain pattered against the banana leaves outside the temple, and the sound was very pleasant.
The windows in the palace were open, and the cool wind brought rain, and a chill filled the palace.
The emperor always wore thin clothes.
Wang Cheng shrank his shoulders, feeling the coldness. Knowing that the emperor was even colder, he glanced at the palace attendants next to him and motioned for them to get some thicker clothes.
He Lanyin didn't know this and was still drinking, murmuring drunkenly: "What's wrong with me? She doesn't love me. Why doesn't she love me? I'm so good to her, I love her so much, even her royal brother condones her, That’s it, that’s it, let her go. Wang Cheng, have you drawn up a decree? Feng Runsheng, Feng Queyi, haha, I want to see them fight and kill each other, no, no, they are my favorite generals, they can’t We are killing each other. I am going to fight. Bring me your sword and your horse—"
He drank another pot of wine and threw it everywhere with a "bang" sound, and the pieces were all over the floor. Then he stood up unsteadily and asked someone to lead the horse and fetch the sword.
"Your Majesty, be careful! Your Majesty, be careful!"
Wang Cheng supported him, fearing that he would step on the debris: "Quick, quick, clean it all up!"
At this time, the palace servants brought thicker robes.
Wang Cheng took it, put it on him, and whispered: "Your Majesty, it's raining outside. Let's go to fight again when the rain stops."
"Wanting a war depends on whether it rains or not? Whether it rains or not, we have to fight!"
He Lanyin used his robe as armor. After putting it on, he pushed Wang Cheng away and rushed outside.
Wang Cheng didn't care about his dignity and hugged his waist directly. At the same time, he asked someone to close the palace door.
"It's raining so heavily. Your Majesty rushed out and injured the dragon's body tomorrow. What's the best?"
"Very well. Very well. Let them be. I don't care. I'm going to fight."
He was immersed in his own thoughts, raised his arms and shouted: "Kill! Kill! Kill with me! Beauty is like withered bones, and men will be the hegemons!"
What an ambitious dream he had made when he was young!
Why did she forget everything as soon as she saw the demon concubine?
He is the emperor!
How could the emperor be addicted to love?
"Your Majesty, your Majesty—"
Wang Cheng saw that the emperor was so drunk and crazy, so he decided to tell a white lie: "The empress just sent someone to tell her that she was wrong and asked you to forgive her."
As he spoke, he took out the love poem that He Lanyin had hidden under his pillow: "Look, this is the peace letter she wrote to you."
He Lanyin heard this and took the letter. He was so dizzy that his handwriting was deformed and he couldn't read it clearly. He shook his head violently, but he still couldn't see clearly. Instead, his head was dizzy and he couldn't stand still.
"Her letters. Yes, she wrote me love poems. She liked mine."
He showed off like a child: "Wang Cheng, look, she wrote me love poems. Two of them. She likes me the most."
"Yes. Of course, your majesty is my favorite."
Wang Cheng nodded and quickly helped him lie down on the bed.
Helan Yin became drunk and fell asleep holding the two love poems.
Seeing that he was honest, Wang Cheng took a long breath and sent someone to bring hangover soup.
The hangover soup was prepared early.
But the person who brought it turned out to be Pan Yu.
Wang Cheng was very surprised when he saw her: "Jade Concubine, you are not——"
He was banned from the Jade Palace for half a year!
For her to come out now is to disobey the imperial edict!
Pan Yu seemed to have understood what Wang Cheng wanted to say, her eyebrows were arrogant, and she smiled proudly: "My lord, I am here to serve your majesty on the order of the queen mother."
She sent someone to keep an eye on the emperor's movements, and learned that he had gone to the Yingxi Palace last night, but did not favor the concubine at all, so she brought the matter to the attention of the Queen Mother.
The Queen Mother actually had a sense of crisis. The Sang brothers and sisters entered the palace one after another, each one more beautiful than the other, and the emperor treated them with great courtesy, which really made her worried. After all, there is no precedent for sisters from the previous dynasty to serve the emperor together. I heard that Mr. Anle has a male-female appearance and is very similar to the demon concubine. Oh my god, what a pair of evildoers and troublemakers. When she learned that the emperor had entered the Yingxi Palace, but did not favor the concubine, and was obviously still thinking about the demon concubine in Yuesang Palace, she lost all her patience.
"That Mr. Sang is very courageous. He is enthusiastic and unrestrained in front of His Majesty. You should learn from him."
The queen mother hinted so, and she came.
The passion is unrestrained. She has studied it carefully these days of confinement.
