Bao'er timidly stretched out her little hand and flipped through the album page by page, and asked a little naively: "Mother, what is this?"
Mrs. Long was very thirsty on the side. She hated herself for sending all the maids away today. Now there was no one to bring tea or water. She explained patiently: "Bao'er, this...is the bridal chamber between you and the emperor."
A new game to be made in.”
After studying a few pages carefully, Baoer found a new question: "Mother, do you have to be naked?"
"Yes, Bao'er."
Frowning, Bao'er asked a new question: "Winter is coming soon. It will be very cold if you don't wear clothes."
"Uh..." Mrs. Long's eyes were filled with stars when she was asked, so she couldn't answer by saying, "The Emperor will make you warm up or something like that."
Bao'er said something shocking again: "What kind of posture is this? Oh, paralyzed there, arms and legs raised upward, like a frog with a white belly." As she said this, she raised her arms and legs in a gesture, making a very ugly look.
posture.
Mrs. Long was speechless.
Bao'er flipped through the pages one by one and suddenly laughed out loud: "Oh my God, mother, this woman lies like this with her butt raised up, she really looks like a dog."
Mrs. Long was silent and could only sweat!
Baoer turned over and over, losing interest in those curvaceous female bodies. She found that the expressions on the faces of these women were so disgusting and obscene, and she asked helplessly: "Can't you just do it? These postures are all good."
Ugly."
Mrs. Long really didn't know what to say other than continuing to be speechless.
However, Bao'er's loss always came and went quickly. She soon found something she could accept. She pointed to a painting with her white finger and showed it to her mother, and said happily: "
This posture is good, like riding a horse. Mom, I like this. I want to tell the emperor that I will use this posture to play games."
The mother turned her head to the sky and screamed in her heart: Oh my God, do you really want such a little baby like me to be the emperor's concubine?
Bao'er was very interested, imagining the heroic posture of riding a horse in the bridal chamber, but after a while she lost interest. She really couldn't imagine what fun it would be to be naked and make such a strange posture, so it was best to discuss it with the emperor's brother, not to
After playing this kind of game, she has a better idea. The emperor will definitely like it more when the time comes!
--------
Chaoqing Palace
Autumn colors are in full bloom
Young Emperor Han Jie has been laughing every time he sees Tie Shaoqiu these days, and there is really nothing he can do about it.
The redness and swelling on Tie Shaoqiu's face had faded, but it was covered with criss-crossing claw marks, as if his face had been washed by a cat. Moreover, his eyes were full of sorrow every day, as if silently complaining about the unfairness of fate.
"Shaoqiu, you said I'm letting Bao'er enter the palace now, okay?" Young Emperor Han Jie asked something that Tie Shaoqiu didn't expect.
Brother, you are the emperor. Who do you want to marry and what do you want me to do? Tie Shaoqiu's resentful look came out again, and he didn't dare not answer: "Your Majesty, this is just a way to reduce the arrogance of those two old guys, but
Well, Wei Chen's father believes that the emperor should mainly appease those two guys and not irritate them too much."
Young Emperor Han Jie stopped smiling a little, his eyes were far away, as if he wanted to see clearly the tangled confusion in the distance. Xuan Er said softly: "I just want them to see my willful and immature side." He walked around the room.
He walked slowly, and then said again after a long time: "I want you to go do some New Year's Eve celebrations."
Tie Shaoqiu stood respectfully, ready to take orders at any time.
Young Emperor Han Jie's eyes showed determination, and he looked at Tie Shaoqiu for a long time, which made Tie Shaoqiu feel hairy in his heart. Young Emperor Han Jie said: "I want you to secretly find a group of loyal people with strong martial arts skills for me.
"
Tie Shaoqiu thought for a while and asked: "The Leimu family has gathered a large number of martial arts people. Of course, there are many people with strong martial arts skills in the world, but they are all loyal to Yinzi, and they have their own rules in the world. If you want to
I’m afraid it’s impossible to keep the news secret, and since the matter is so big, I’m afraid it might just scare the hell out of someone.”
Young Emperor Han Jie asked: "Jianghu, what is Jianghu? Bao'er has to enter the Jianghu every day, be a heroine, and be the king of the mountain. I really don't know what the attraction of Jianghu is." Mentioning Baoer, thinking of Baoer, the look on Young Emperor Hanjie's face
The lines are softened, the dark eyes are brighter, and the voice has a touch of rare kindness.
It’s only been a few days, but I actually miss this little guy so much! Haha! I really look forward to the day when she enters the palace, and I can always be by my side. A trace of tenderness flashes through my heart. It is a very soft feeling, and he cherishes it very much.
a feeling.
Tie Shaoqiu opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and then said: "This is where martial arts people live, drink, and fight. Sometimes people live in the same place, breathe the same air, and can even see and touch each other.
However, even if we live in different worlds, Weichen will not say anything bad."
Young Emperor Han Jie said: "You have already said it very well. Then you should find some single and loyal guards. It is best to find out the details. Then, you can find some young and strong palace maids to let them know every day.
They went to Xianhuating to practice martial arts.
Tie Shaoqiu thought, the thoughts of Young Emperor Han Jie were becoming more and more elusive day by day. It was understandable to ask for the guards, but what to do with the uterus, he did not dare to ask more questions at the moment, and bowed and agreed to leave.
Young Emperor Han Jie paced the hall alone, stood in front of the window, and sneered at the window. I will drag you into the trap step by step. The Xia Dynasty belongs to my family and mine alone. No one of you can even think about it.
Take it from my hand!
"Here comes the summons: Xuanlong Bao'er will enter the palace within three days and will be given the posthumous title of Concubine Bao."
"twitter!"
Young Emperor Han Jie's words made the Long family extremely busy.
Long Zhanyi's eyes have been red from crying in the past few days. He can pretend every day during the day, but bites a lot of quilt corners at night. Only Mrs. Long knows the tears he sheds.
Long Zhanyi really regretted not settling the matter between Bao'er and Ling Shaobai early. He always thought that his daughter was still young and had plenty of time and opportunities.
He has been stationed at the border for a long time, spending less time with his daughter and being away more often. He always wanted to have Baoer for a while longer, so he was unwilling to give Ling Shaobai a chance, but he forgot that a girl will always grow up, always change, and remain unchanged.
It’s a myth! If you believe in God, there will be two results. One is that the myth really comes. Of course, you can imagine how small the chance is. The other is more common, that is, you will be ruthlessly laughed at and teased by fate.
You'll be slapped so hard that you won't be able to recognize things anymore.
Ling Shaobai's patience does not mean that Young Emperor Han Jie also has it. What Ling Shaobai can do, Young Emperor Han Jie may not be able to do, or he does not need to worry about those things.
So when the expected imperial decree arrived, Long Zhanyi still felt the pain of being struck by lightning.
One drink after another, Bao'er, his sweetheart, was about to leave his protection and live in a place more terrifying than Jianghu, where everything could only be left to fate.