Chapter 183: Invite Concubine Grandson to the Emperor
A trace of reluctance flashed across Li Hongshan's face, but the matter was so important that he had to be cruel.
"Concubine Taisun, please go and beg the Emperor. His true intention is for you..."
Haha, after all, everything is inevitable.
Ya Ge fell into a soft chair exhaustedly, her heart feeling cold.
"It's getting late, uncle, Fang Ji, please step aside and let me think carefully." Ya Ge issued an eviction order.
It wasn't that she was delaying on purpose, but that when she thought of Xuanyuan Liuche's face that looked exactly like her own father, she was scared and felt sick.
"How did it get to this point? God, what kind of joke did you play on me?"
Song of Songs was full of sorrow, and I remembered the words of Taoist Master Shangyang on the top of Ax Mountain.
"Could it be that we really can't love each other?"
"Could it be that falling in love will really bring disaster to Yongling?"
"No, don't, I've finally come to the happiness that I've been waiting for, I don't want to give up, I don't want to give up, wuwu..."
Ya Ge lay on the table and sobbed softly.
Meilin pushed the door open again and sighed, making the whole dormitory become sad.
"Master, take a rest first and we'll talk about the big things tomorrow, okay?"
Ya Ge raised her head, looked at her, and asked, "Have you heard everything?"
Mei Lin nodded and said: "I never thought that the road between you and His Highness would be so difficult. But no matter what, my queen, you must be strong, Your Highness still needs you."
"Meilin, tell me, what should I do? What should I do?"
There was hope in her eyes, and Meilin couldn't bear it.
But what can she do?
He could only try to comfort her: "Master, don't worry. His Highness has made such a great contribution, and the Emperor will not dare to imprison him for long. After all, he has to worry about the reputation of the world."
"Yes, yes, that's right, that's right..." Ya Ge fidgeted and had no idea at all.
This night was both long and short.
For a conflicted person, such a night is a kind of torture and suffering.
After staying up until noon, there was still no news from Xuanyuan Yongling, and Yage couldn't wait any longer.
"Meilin, clean up for me, I want to be interviewed!" Finally, she gave up.