Chapter 166

Just straight up the waist again bent down, Zhou father in the heart wry smile.

"Thank you very much," father Zhou said in a low voice, "but my eldest daughter has always been cowardly. There may be some misunderstanding."

The emperor looked at him and asked, "you should have a lot of communication with your eldest daughter these days. Do you think she is really weak?"

This sentence hit Zhou's father heavily on the head, so that he can no longer use the memory to reluctantly perfunctory himself.

Is she cowardly? Maybe he used to be a coward, but every time he met after he left the government, he could feel Zhou ruo'an's change.

More and more sharp eyes, straight back, and slightly tilted lips are telling everything.

Just once he can't see, also don't want to see, only stubbornly put all this as a joke, also stubbornly put once that she to now her body.

In front of the fog gradually dispersed, Zhou's father some depressed closed his eyes, but still barely maintain their calm.

"Holy," cried Zhou's father in a mournful voice, "look at the holy lesson. Although my daughter's temperament has changed a little now, she has never been rebellious."

The emperor looked at him with a smile, casually waved his hand and said, "you don't have to say much. If she has any rebellious ideas, she can't live until now. What's more, she is the future imperial concubine of my three emperors."

Zhou's father was not in the emperor's good mood. He sighed faintly and lowered his eyelids.

"Holy," cried Zhou, "is it true that the youngest daughter and the third prince have no chance?"

The emperor nodded cleanly and joked, "if you can think of a way for me, in addition to King Ning, it's not without discussion."

He was just joking. He didn't expect that Zhou's father would nod his head without hesitation.

The emperor is rare Leng a come down, some can't believe of looking at Zhou Fu, repeat a way again, "I say of but in addition to rather king."

Zhou Fu understood her meaning, gave a bitter smile, and still nodded firmly.

"I don't have many years to live for this old bone," Zhou's father bent down and looked unbearable. "If I can solve a problem for the emperor in my lifetime, I'll be lucky."

He said it sincerely. Although he was old, his eyes didn't seem turbid. They were trembling and his tears were twinkling.

Emperor Leng for a while, in the heart some can't help feeling.

"Why so?" the emperor gently shook his head and murmured in a low voice.

Zhou's father slowly bent down and said word by word, "I just want to ask your majesty to allow the marriage between my little daughter and the third prince."

Although the emperor is still alert to the identity of Ling Tianwang and Zhou ruo'an, looking at the old Chen's request in front of him, no matter how ruthless he is, he still has some uncontrollable tremors in his heart.

"So, I'm allowed to you," the emperor said in a low voice. As soon as he swung his sleeve, the brush kept flying on the paper, and an imperial edict was written in an instant.

Finally, he got the result of his begging, and Zhou's father couldn't get back to God for a while.

It was not until the imperial edict was thrown by the emperor at will and hit him heavily in the palm of his hand that his eyes finally resumed their rotation.

His fingers were shaking, his eyes were hazy, and there was a clear tear on the long and smooth goatee.

"Thank you, Lord long," Zhou's father put the imperial edict aside and hurriedly saluted.

He knelt sincerely, but it was this appearance that made the emperor feel uncomfortable.

Before that, Zhou's father always had the pride of an old aristocrat, and he would never be impolite, let alone embarrassed like today.

"It's just children's worries. Why do you make yourself so embarrassed?" the emperor complained impatiently.

Zhou's father gave a wry smile and raised his hand to touch his beard. He didn't speak.

Looking at his performance, the emperor was more and more disdainful. He shook his sleeve and said, "if there's nothing wrong, go out of the palace."

Zhou's father knocked heavily on the ground and then walked out slowly.

It is also a coincidence that Zhou's father just came out of the palace and saw the Song Ci from afar.

He hesitated for a moment, nodded his head, then passed the other side cleanly.

Although he clearly knows that Zhou Ruoyan may have made mistakes before, it doesn't mean he won't be angry.

What's more, Song Ci's indifference and indifference during this period of time showed his true thoughts.

After ups and downs in officialdom for such a long time, Zhou's father would never be as naive as Zhou Ruoyan!

Although he didn't regret that he supported Song Ci until now, he couldn't help doubting his own eyes.

Looking at Zhou's father passing by without hesitation, Song Ci's steps stopped for a moment, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back carelessly, and then pushed the door in."Father emperor," Song Ci cried with a smile, his face shining to the extreme.

The emperor took an eyebrow at him, but his expression didn't change.

However, Song Ci has long been used to the other side's high above, the smile on his face is still, looking at his eyes is more admirable.

"I heard that my father's body is not comfortable now, so my son went to Guangji temple to ask for the peace talisman," Song Ci said in a stammering low voice. He put his finger behind him for a long time and slowly pushed it out, revealing the peace talisman in his hand.

Looking at his posture, the emperor's expression did not change. He just nodded a little and said softly, "you have a heart."

Let the little eunuch borrow the Ping'an Fu. The blush on Song Ci's face slowly dissipated, and he didn't mean to entangle. He casually said two words and then withdrew.

After he left, the emperor narrowed his eyes and pulled the corners of his mouth coldly.

He was able to achieve his present position from a group of brothers, and naturally understood the thoughts of those princes in their prime.

But he didn't want to believe it, and he didn't want to admit it. That's why he always looked like he didn't know anything.

Filial piety? Maybe there are, but more ambition, the desire for his next seat.

The emperor rubbed the rough texture of the Ping'an talisman in his hand and threw it into the eunuch's hand. He said, "since the third prince specially asked for it, put it away."

Out of the palace gate, Song Ci slowly stopped, looked back at the resplendent glazed tiles, and sipped his lips. His ambition could no longer be suppressed.