"See your Majesty, the Queen." Han Yulang stood still and was about to lean over when he was interrupted by Zhao Zongheng raising his hand.
"No need to be polite." Zhao Zongheng raised his chin and said in a calm voice: "Since we are following the example of Tianjie, you and I are both tourists here today. There is no difference between monarch and minister. Just be casual."
Han Yulang responded in a low voice, while Zhao Yuanzhen next to him looked content and content, and just nodded calmly when he saw the emperor and queen.
Zhao Zongheng looked at the two of them and asked, "When did the Emperor's uncle get so close to General Han?"
Han Yulang's expression was stern when he heard Zhao Zongheng's question. He was about to explain that if she had a large number of soldiers and got close to a powerful minister, she would be suspected of forming a clique with the Holy King for selfish purposes, so she even wanted to kneel down.
"Your Majesty, please pay more attention to the Queen." Before Han Yulang said anything, Zhao Yuanzhen said first: "Since today is a parade, I and others are just here to join in the fun."
"..." There was a bit of ridicule in Zhao Zongheng's eyes, and he looked at Zhao Yuanzhen in front of him and said quietly: "My prince will be born in a few months, and you, my uncle..."
Zhao Zongheng's silent ridicule made Zhao Yuanzhen clench his molars.
Han Yulang and Si Ningchi looked at the uncle and nephew inexplicably. Why did they feel that the atmosphere between the two was a little strange?
Zhao Zongheng didn't say anything more. He said a few words casually and then led Si Ningchi to move forward. Han Yulang was left standing next to Zhao Yuanzhen and said nervously: "What did the emperor mean by what he just said? It was a warning.
?"
"General Han is overly concerned. The emperor is asking about my family affairs." Zhao Yuanzhen lowered his eyes and looked at Han Yulang. Seeing that she clenched her fists, she seemed eager to rush up to express her loyalty to the emperor, and at the same time she couldn't wait to distance herself from him.
The relationship seems very helpless.
"Oh."
"So why did the Holy King follow me all the way?" Han Yulang stood upright in front of Zhao Yuanzhen. Because she was not allowed to carry a sword when entering the palace, her hand hanging by her side often clenched and unclenched her fist unnaturally. Her tall figure
Her body that is always tight makes her look explosive.
In contrast to these petite and delicate women passing by, she looked particularly different. Her heroic appearance made the passing women couldn't help but look at her sideways, her face turned red as if she was whispering something.
Han Yulang's expression was serious and unsmiling, showing no trace of the tenderness of a woman. She looked at Zhao Yuanzhen in front of her, and she really couldn't understand why he kept showing kindness to her.
That's right, show your kindness...
It's very strange. Han Yulang tested his real purpose several times. Could it be that he was eyeing his own military power and planning some way to win her over?
But the strange thing is that when Zhao Yuanzhen talks to her in private, he never asks about military affairs or military affairs. He only asks about irrelevant things, such as her taste, clothes, and what she does in her spare time. Even she herself never asks about these things.
Little things to pay attention to.
In her impression, Zhao Yuanzhen is not a good person who cares about the people and his subordinates. It would be very annoying to say otherwise.
Since the last time he escaped from death and returned to Beijing, Zhao Yuanzhen has sent many things to her house in his own name, including countless rare treasures. She has resisted many times and returned them intact, and was invited to have tea with him.
Flower viewing?
Could this man be ill?
She wouldn't do those tooth-breaking things. If she had that spare time, it would be easier for her to go to the shooting range and practice her archery accuracy.
