When Zhao Linlang arrived at Qianqing Palace, he was greeted by the emperor's thunderous impact.
Zhao Linlang was one year younger than Zhu Jianshen, and was the most beautiful among Zhu Jianshen's harem concubines.
Zhao Linlang looked at His Majesty who was so close and endured it silently.
Although Zhao Linlang was pampered but did not become a concubine, she was still very satisfied.
Because only she knew how much the emperor loved her.
She said that she was serving the emperor, but every time the two of them faced each other sincerely, she always felt that his majesty was serving her.
Every inch of her jade-like skin made this heroic young emperor unable to put it down and play with it endlessly.
Sometimes, His Majesty even uses his tongue...
Therefore, Zhao Linlang is preparing to go to Qianqing Palace every day...
For Zhu Jianshen in his previous life, Zhao Linlang was at the level of a goddess, so sometimes he couldn't control himself and made some actions that were inconsistent with his status as an emperor.
Of course, this is also human nature.
The Emperor here was upset and used other means to relieve his boredom, while the Supreme Emperor in Nangong was also doing the same thing at the same moment.
Sure enough, father and son go into battle and fight against tigers as brothers.
It was already early in the morning, and only this father and son had such a high level of leisure and elegance.
However, the Supreme Emperor is not attentive and does not seem to feel the joy of this kind of thing. The following Korean nationality,
The beautiful woman, with her eyes closed, would make sounds that made people's blood explode from time to time.
But the Supreme Emperor Zhu Qizhen is like a machine, moving and moving, like a bastard stretching and shrinking his head...
Although he kept moving, there was no emotion on his face, as if what he was doing was boring and boring.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Zhu Qizhen still felt no pleasure, so he came out directly and asked the woman to leave. Then Zhu Qizhen sat on the bed alone, thinking.
Yes, the Emperor is thinking.
The Supreme Emperor, who has already enjoyed his retirement life ahead of schedule and has no worries about food and clothing, also has his own worries.
The source of his troubles was his eldest grandson Zhu Youli.
Although Zhu Youhuang only stayed with Zhu Qizhen for three days, it made Zhu Qizhen feel the pain of pua all the time, which made him self-denial and made him start to feel inferior and miserable.
But he still missed his eldest grandson a little.
Especially when leaving, his eldest grandson Zhu Youhuang said to him with red eyes: "My grandson, I really want to stay with the emperor forever. The emperor must tell his father that his grandson should come here to visit the emperor often." Grandpa."
"Father has never met his grandpa, and grandpa has not met his grandpa, but his grandson has. His grandson should serve his grandpa well and cherish the opportunity God gave his grandson to be by his side this time. An opportunity to fulfill your filial piety.”
Like his father Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youhuang is also an actor.
When Zhu Qizhen heard his eldest grandson say such words, he immediately forgot all the pain this kid had caused him.
The eyes he looked at his eldest grandson were filled with love.
His eldest son is not filial, but his eldest grandson is filial.
To put it bluntly, I strive to outlive my son, and when my grandson ascends the throne as emperor, I can regain my freedom.
The most important thing is that he can also let his imperial grandson take action and rewrite the history books recording his actions.
Of course, at this time, Zhu Qizhen didn't even know that his great grandson was actually the eldest son of a concubine.
If nothing happens to the throne, it will definitely not be his turn.
At that time, Zhu Jianshen was crazy about approaching the Empress Dowager Sun, and at this time, Zhu Youhuang was also crazy about approaching the Supreme Emperor.
Of course, the two father and son also have their own thoughts.
At that time, Zhu Jianshen went out to fight for his father, so that he could inherit the throne of the emperor, and he did not want any other changes to happen.
And now Zhu Youluo is relying on Grandpa Huang to let his good companion Wang Zhi return to his side.
At the beginning, Zhu Qizhen didn't miss Zhu Youluo too much, but after a few days, whenever people were quiet at night, he would always think of his eldest grandson.
This little guy is so good-looking, he looks like a royal grandfather in every mouthful, how pleasing he is...
Sons and girls were born one after another.
Zhu Qizhen became less and less novel.
Giving birth to a son? Isn't that just the thing? After I was happy, after waiting for a while, my son was born naturally.
But for the first son of the first son, it was completely different.
When Zhu Qizhen first thought that his eldest grandson could not sleep, he immediately informed Zhu Jianshen and asked Zhu Jianshen to send his eldest grandson over to stay with him for a few days.
But he was ruthlessly rejected, and even his son was unwilling to give him a reason.
This made Zhu Qizhen very angry at first.
But the request was made again and again, and was rejected again and again.
Zhu Qizhen was used to it, and of course he didn't feel as angry as the first time.
But the longing in his heart did not diminish because of habit.
Instead, it became heavier and heavier.
Zhu Qizhen knew in his heart that if this continued, he would be driven crazy by missing him.
Zhu Qizhen was sitting on the bed, constantly thinking about how he could meet his eldest grandson.
Suddenly, a spiritual light appeared.
correct.
damn it.
Malingering.
Pretending to die.
Tomorrow, he would pretend to be comatose and not be woken up by anyone, waiting for the emperor to come so that he could have a chance to make his bastard son, the emperor, change his mind.
In fact, Zhu Qizhen was very taboo about this kind of thing, especially when he almost died at the end of the 14th year of Chenghua, which made him even more afraid of getting sick.
Now, for the sake of his great grandson Zhu Youlang, he decided to commit the taboo act of pretending to be ill, and he indeed made a great sacrifice.
It has been more than ten years since Zhu Qizhen returned to Ming Dynasty from studying in Mongolia, but he still knows the Mongolian writing and language he learned by heart.
He, Zhu Qizhen, doesn’t have much ability. He thought that after meeting his grandson, he would teach him these words. If he were like himself, he would not be the first to speak the Mongolian language if he went on a personal expedition and was captured. Ignorant and bullied...
And when Zhu Qizhen thought about this, he always felt that something was wrong. Did he not wish his grandson well...
However, he shook his head and whispered: "Oh, this is not the point. Anyway, it is good for children to learn more things."
After Zhu Qizhen thought of a way, he felt better.
I thought that I must perform well tomorrow and meet my great grandson early...
The second day...
In the Fengtian Palace.
Zhu Jianshen sat on the dragon chair and accepted the congratulations from the officials.
In the South Palace.
Zhu Qizhen was lying on the bed, his face pale, and no matter who pushed him, he didn't react at all.
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