Chapter 40: The Shameless Woman Will Not Hesitate Her Life
Well... what is this situation? I'm sure. What does it mean? Does it mean that the emperor will not kill himself?
Just because she didn't understand, it didn't mean that Nangong Jin didn't understand. Nangong Jin clearly understood that his father was allowing this little beggar to keep kissing his father's cheek like an ordinary child.
He once hoped that his father would give him a warm smile and a simple word of encouragement like an ordinary father, but these were all just fantasies, let alone kissing his father's cheek coquettishly like other fathers. None of them
People dare to do this. What kind of magic does this little girl have that makes her father, who just wanted to kill her, love her so much?
Seeing her still standing there so stupidly, Nangong Jin became anxious for her and couldn't help but said, "You little beggar, thank you so much."
"Oh, thank you, Your Majesty." Lin Youyou still didn't understand what I meant, and said in a daze, without even kneeling.
The Emperor's heart was overjoyed, and he was not unhappy at all because this girl didn't know the etiquette. Nangong Jin saw that his father was not angry, so he couldn't help but let out a long breath. He even doubted that his father had not danced for anyone in more than ten years.
His heart had finished beating today. What he didn't know was that it was just the beginning. Everyone who met Lin Youyou had their heart broken, picking up the pieces of their heart and gluing them together, and breaking them.
Picked up and glued.
"Girl, can you tell me now why you lied?" The emperor is indeed the emperor. He still knows the key points of the question and has not been carried away by the joy just now.
"This..." Lin Youyou bit her lower lip and didn't know whether to say it or not.
The emperor looked at her face and knew that this girl was going to say something bad. He waved his hand and said boldly, "Girl, just say it! I just promise not to blame you."
Lin Youyou muttered in her heart, just now you said you didn't want to kill me, but the emperor told her how dare she not say it, so she thought for a long time before finally speaking. "Your Majesty, do you know that there is a commoner in Kyoto?
The people there can’t even afford porridge, so eating a steamed bun is considered a great joy.”
Sure enough, as soon as Lin Youyou spoke, the emperor's face turned dark, and the prince's face changed alternately, as if he was changing his face.
"Girl, you are lying and I will not let you off lightly." The emperor's voice was low, making Lin Youyou's heart skip a beat.
When Lin Youyou thought of the expectant looks on those people's gray faces, she held her own hand tightly with her dull hands, and gave her last woofo to her who was about to die, while a group of hungry children looked on beside her.
Giving them a simple wild vegetable made them almost half-dead excited than eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. People who regarded themselves as living Bodhisattvas suddenly lost their fear of death.
His back was straight and his voice was clear and hollow. "Your Majesty, I didn't lie to you. Do you know how many beggars like me are there in Kyoto? Your Majesty, do you know how the children in the slums grew up? Their parents are poor.
He is so quick to feed his children with his own blood. The children's expectant eyes, those innocent eyes are looking straight at you, so innocent, so clear, asking you, "Sister Youyou, when will the emperor send food?"
.''Your Majesty, will you send food here? Sister Youyou.'' They are simple and simple. They have been waiting for our great Emperor to see them. They have been waiting hard for many springs, summers, autumns and winters. They are not like you.
In this luxurious and luxurious palace, they don't even have a shelter from the wind and rain. A group of people gather in a broken temple and use straw to patch up any leaks. They don't have your luxurious and luxurious clothes, and their clothes are very dirty.
They are very shabby. People dislike them, insult them, and even beat the children. Those children just want a steamed bun to give to their sick and feverish old mother. They also want to have clean and beautiful clothes, and they also want to have a shelter from the wind.
Yu's house, they also want it..." Lin Youyou's voice began to choke at the end, and her eyes were filled with tears. She desperately told herself that she couldn't cry here, absolutely not. Tears circled desperately in her eyes.