Chapter 162

"She?"

Shen langzheng thinks that Wen Zhaoyi has a good temper. Today, it's better to call that noble man to serve her. He's gentle and modest. But after Zheng Bao whispers in his ear, his brows suddenly pick up.

The fundus of the eye is first surprised, then amused.

Zheng Bao hesitated: "this matter does not conform to the etiquette, or drive it away?"

Shen Lang raised his hand: "no, I want to hear what she wants to say."

Zheng baolue was surprised, and his heart leaped: the government and the public were surging. At this time, the lady of the imperial government, who was in the center of the vortex, dared to ask for the emperor. What was her plan?

But he did not dare to reveal, to xuanxiaoshu come in.

Xiao Shu has been waiting outside for a long time.

She thought that she would be afraid and worried about her choice at the moment. She expected the light from the window of Qianqing palace, but her mind was as clear as ever: aunt was wrong, she was so wrong!

The most noble person in the world is the emperor. Even though she is the Empress Dowager and the emperor's biological mother, how can she fight against the emperor?

Let alone support Linzi king!

Shen Li is gentle and elegant, but she doesn't want Xiao Shu to marry. Originally, he was only liked because he was the princess of Linzi, but the emperor had no son, so he wanted to make Shen Xun his emperor's younger brother. She is not only for the throne of princess, but also for the throne of empress, which is very possible in the future!

But now, one is that Wen Zhaoyi is pregnant, and the other is that she offends Jiang Boyou by discrediting Jiang Xuening. She has clearly tried to find out the emperor's attitude towards Xiao. What else can she not understand?

My aunt was right.

There is no father and son in heaven.

In fact, not only does the family have no father and son, but the family is extremely indifferent in the family with power and wealth in hand. The common people pay attention to father's kindness and son's filial piety just because they have nothing but family affection. For those who have power, they have the opportunity to have everything in the world. What is family affection compared with it?

So, what does Xiao's rise and fall mean to her?

What's more, she can't protect herself!

When Zheng Bao came out to pass the news, she said a word of thanks, bowed herself in, and worshipped first.

Shen Lang looked down at her.

The slap on Xiao Shu's cheek was particularly obvious under the yellow light, but it also set off a kind of pitiful taste. The evil emperor played with the green card in his hand and said with great interest: "my cousin has never been close to me. Now that the palace is going to be keyed, how can I still come here?"

Xiao Shu said: "I'm here to surrender to the emperor."

Shen Lang's eyes flashed slightly: "Oh?"

Xiao Shu knew that life and death, honor and disgrace are today. She clenched her fingers in secret, and finally held her heart in a horizontal way, saying: "Jiang Shilang had made great contributions from the dragon in those years. He always looked at the emperor's eyes. If you don't agree, give him ten courage, and he doesn't dare to play. However, Shi Lang Jiang is not a good person. If no one gets angry, he will not wade in muddy water. Whether it's a peace talk or an old disaster relief case, it's all in your mind. It is no doubt that Xiao's daughter has been known for a long time. It is the first thing for the courtiers to turn to the saints to infuriate Jiang Shilang and impeach Xiao. If the emperor wants to raise his sword to Xiao, his daughter is willing to make a modest contribution. "

Shen Lang looked at her, eyes gradually deep, but a cold smile: "with you? I'm afraid I don't want to go to the barbarian land to make peace with Tatars. "

Xiao Shu's forehead sweated a little.

She closed her eyes and said, "please be gracious."

Shen Lang finally stood up. The green card with Zhang Guiren's name in his hand turned around between his fingers. He reached over and raised Xiao Shu's delicate jaw. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "my cousin is not going to choose the princess of Linzi, but how can I be gracious?"

Although the emperor's fingers didn't touch the skin, his frivolity seemed to be facing a prostitute!

The sense of shame immediately came to me.

But Xiao Shu blinked. After all, she could only force it down. Her fingers trembled gently and put it on her neckline. Under the gaze of Shen Lang, she slowly untied her front buttons and took them off.

On the night of early spring, the cold is still heavy.

As soon as the snow-white skin appeared, it shuddered. The lofty place is like a rolling mountain, the low place is graceful and graceful, the full place can't hold it, and the slender place can't hold it

Kneeling at Shen Lang's feet, all the old pride was broken, but in a flash it turned into endless hatred.

A drop of tears fainted into the soft carpet, and she calmly heard her soft voice deliberately lowered: "please forgive me."