Chapter 400

34th dragon scale (10)

The emperor stayed for Linglong and peeled all the nuts she wanted to eat. He watched her eat them like a pig. It was useless to persuade her for several words, so he sighed. He knew that in her heart, her future husband was far less important than those small snacks.

When she finally finished eating, he took out his handkerchief and wiped her small hands and mouth, bowed his head and kissed her, and sighed contentedly. The Emperor himself didn't think these snacks were delicious, but he tasted them from Linglong's mouth. He thought it was really good.

Linglong has always been enthusiastic about men and women. With her hands, she hooked the emperor's neck and wanted to take him to the brocade quilt. The emperor's scalp was numb when she lured him. In the end, she restrained and pushed her away. Seeing her blushing face and charming water eyes, I really wanted to put her in the right place for a time. However, I remembered the rules of the big marriage. It was inappropriate for them to meet in private. If they did something else, it would be better.

He found it himself, but Linglong kindly invited him, but he looked like a good family woman and man, as if Linglong forced him. She immediately became unhappy and stared at him, "you go."

The emperor hugged her and said, "I've only been here for a long time. Will you drive me away?"

Linglong hummed, "Why are you staying? You can't use it. It won't hurt my eyes if you leave."

She often said some shocking and rebellious words in her mouth. The emperor was used to it for a long time and coaxed with a good voice: "I miss you too, but we will get married soon. When you marry me, I will naturally hurt you."

Linglong tilted her head and stared at him for a while. She suddenly realized that somehow, the emperor always thought she would say something that made him unhappy

"I know. After all, you are old and much older than me. I am young and beautiful. It is normal for you to be unable to do what you want." Linglong patted the emperor on the shoulder and was quite considerate. "All right, all right, just keep your energy up and give me a surprise on the wedding night."

The emperor's face was black: "say some bastards!"

Why did she say shit? Linglong snorted, turned over and lay down to sleep. She took her ass to the emperor and pulled the quilt: "I'm going to sleep. Hurry up. I don't want to see you."

Look at this. I'm still angry. The emperor was angry and funny. He opened her quilt and drilled in. He hugged her in his arms and bit her white and tender ears: "why is she so angry, huh? You have a bigger temper than me, so you want it? "

Linglong covered her ears and didn't bite him. As a result, he came to bite her little hand again. She was so angry that she grabbed it and was stuffy on the emperor's face: "you talk a lot. I don't want anything. It's not you."

She was serious, but the emperor thought she was talking angrily. However, although she was angry, she was still very angry and frowned: "don't talk nonsense."

The tone, expression and eyes are the same as teaching a bad little daughter. Linglong thought he wouldn't take her joke seriously? She doesn't want such a hairy father to take care of herself. He said no, no? Who has the final say between the two? She thinks the emperor needs to know.

Then the next day, the court officials received the news that the emperor was unwell and that the early Dynasty had been suspended for one day. Everyone is very worried. In recent months, the holy master has had a lot of emergencies and can't go to court. It's reasonable that his majesty should not be in his prime of life. Did he worry too much in his early years and have problems with his bones? It's inevitable that someone will beat around the Bush at the Tai hospital. But the doctors are wronged. What can they say? They don't know anything! Although the holy Master said that they were bedridden, they were really alive when they went to feel their pulse. They were no worse than the 17-year-old young man and energetic!

But the holy master himself said he was uncomfortable, and they could only reluctantly give him the name of a man who had become ill from overwork. When the important officials asked, they dared not tell the truth and hesitated. At the sight of the vague attitude of the imperial doctors, some people began to mend their brains - shouldn't the holy master be bad?!

But the crown prince hasn't been established yet! In case the emperor dies one day, which of the dozen princes will be established? The courtiers had their own emperors, but it is undeniable that most people supported the king of Huaiyang.

There are also smart ones who focus on the little queen the emperor is about to marry. If the saint's body and bones are still strong, when the little queen enters the palace, it is time to have a good baby. If she is not in good condition, she can regenerate a legitimate son. The legitimate son of the royal family has a row of faces. The identity of the big prince in front is a little embarrassed, but if the little queen can give birth to a dragon, it's another matter. When the little prince grew up, the emperor really entered his old age. I'm afraid he's not a fool standing in line now.

After all, the physical condition of the Holy Lord is the most important.

Fortunately, there was no sign of illness until the grand wedding. When the court discussed with the ministers, they were also radiant and radiant. They looked like young people. If they could maintain such a state, they would have no problem living for another 50 or 60 years.

When the emperor married yuan, his relatives looked around and the enemy country was eyeing, so the marriage was simple. Now the country has been settled and the world is peaceful, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. It was ten miles of red makeup to welcome the flower wedding. People can't help but wonder whether the emperor has changed the core for people. There are many wedding matters, ranging from worshiping the ancestors of heaven and earth to the patterns of wedding clothes!

... it can be seen how idle the Holy Lord is.

The other daughter's marriage is shy and timid, and Linglong yawns. Who stipulated that people must get up early to get married. It was still dark. She was dug out of her bed, dressed and dressed. She sat obediently and let the mammy in the palace beat drums on her face, yawning or not. Then she went through a series of cumbersome processes. Linglong was going crazy. Finally, the emperor still knew something about her. Before Linglong was ready to quit, she sent someone to send hot cakes. Mammy on the side advised with a worried face: "madam, you can't eat..."

Linglong was annoyed by her and turned a deaf ear to her. She applied lipstick today, which was inevitably inconvenient to eat, but she loved to be clean and couldn't wipe it on her wedding dress, so she took a white handkerchief on the side - she almost fainted! Well, that's the yuan handkerchief used for the emperor's and Empress's wedding. How can it be used to wipe your mouth!

She was old-fashioned and wanted to persuade and preach again, but the little queen looked at it and somehow she didn't dare to open her mouth.

Linglong was more comfortable when she had enough to eat and drink. She tried the Dragon bed under her ass and felt much softer than a month ago. It seemed that the emperor really took her preferences to heart. She was annoyed by the large number of people waiting around. She waved them down. They dared not listen, but they were trembling for fear that this great day would defeat the Holy Spirit. The little queen is really... Deviant. What does the saint like about her?

In any case, it is not the material of the mother of a country.

When the emperor got married, the previous dynasty held a banquet to entertain all his ministers. No one dared to drink wine. The emperor was happy. He drank a few cups himself. He thought of waiting for his little wife. He was so hot that he couldn't wait to come back. At the gate of the bedroom, he saw the palace people standing outside. The old fish fairy greeted him with a smile. He first said a word of congratulations to the holy master, and then said, "the little lady doesn't like to be served, The slaves withdrew. "

The emperor nodded, did not speak, and went in.

The old fish fairy thought, I've never seen the holy master so happy. Joy is written on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. The little lady really pleases the holy master.

He still likes exquisite. Unlike other concubines in the harem, the little empress is capricious and arrogant. She is more polite to eunuchs like him. The empress has been kind to him several times and has eaten flying vinegar several times.

Thinking of this, the old fish fairy couldn't help laughing and asked the palace people to clean up quickly. According to past experience, the little lady likes to be clean and hot water has to be prepared all the time. In addition, the people who used to serve have to change their words. They can't call them girls anymore. They have to call them empresses.

Little empress is only called by the old fish fairy. Others dare not add a small word in front of it.

As soon as the emperor went in, he saw his newly married little queen sitting on the bed and eating. When he looked carefully, he was eating some rolling things such as peanuts, red dates and longan. The emperor suddenly had a black line on his face: "what do you eat?"

Linglong spits out a jujube stone and looks at him: "are you back?"

The emperor looked at her like this, laughing and crying. He used to pick up her little body from the Dragon bed: "what are you doing? Am I short for you to eat or short for you to drink? Look at your poor look. "

Linglong put her arms around his neck unhappily, stuffed her small face into his neck nest, and said weakly, "I'm hungry..."

At this moment, the emperor couldn't care about anything else. He hurriedly called someone to bring meals in. He didn't eat anything in front. Instead, he drank a few more glasses of wine. His stomach was empty and a little flustered. They used some together and drank bed wine, but Linglong still looked wan and didn't seem to be very happy.

The emperor kissed her snow-white face: "what's the matter? I feel wronged when I marry?"

Linglong doesn't bother to look at him. Where does he know what it feels like when long is hungry... "I'm not wronged. You're handsome, rich and kind to me. What am I wronged?"

The emperor was satisfied, put her on the bed and untied her wedding dress. The wedding dress has more than ten layers. It's exquisite. I'm so tired that I can't take it off. The emperor was willing to help. However, she skillfully asked her to stretch out her hand and kick her legs. She yawned, took off the heaven and earth, and fell into bed.

The emperor quickly pulled the man up: "I'm sleepy before I unload my makeup?"

Linglong remembered that she put something on her face today. Oh, she sat by the bed waiting for the emperor to serve. The emperor came with a basin and a soft towel, and smiled. Linglong thought he was smiling a little strange and asked with wide eyes, "what are you laughing at?"

"It's still nice to see Hibiscus in clear water."

Linglong's alarm bell rang loudly in her heart. She was not lazy or sleepy at once. She jumped out of bed and ran to the bronze mirror. Although she was yellow, she could still see that the man with white face and three layers of flour was himself! She screamed and went out: "I'm going to cut the old woman!!!"

She got up in the morning and fell asleep. She didn't care what her beautiful little face was turned into. Was she the one with dark eyebrows and red lips? Is it a dragon girl who has strict requirements for beauty?!

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