Such greetings also made Luo Changan very embarrassed, and he was at a loss for a while.
Especially the emperor's expressionless face, which made it impossible to see his true feelings, which made her even more embarrassed.
Di Qian'ao was not happy, his thin lips tensed, and after a long time he said coldly: "Get off the right servant."
"Yes, slave, I'll be down soon."
Murong Jue's official position was the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War. He was a civilian and was in charge of the system and operation of the Ministry of War.
Luo Changan quickly supported Murong Jue's body to stand up on both sides, and went down to the ground gently. Then he walked to Di Qian'ao with a low eyebrow, carefully pulled his clothes neatly, and smoothed his hair, and then lowered his head.
He stared at his toes.
Murong Jue was deeply drunk and was still sleeping deeply, her clothes were messed up by Luo Changan.
Di Qian'ao didn't say anything else. This was obviously not the place to talk. However, anger had spontaneously sprung up from the bottom of her heart. She needed to be severely repaired.
He sighed coldly.
Luo Changan's neck shrank, and his body bowed a little lower. For some reason, he felt like he had done something wrong. His cold eyes made her feel like a ray of light on her back.
Although she had no title, the emperor had said that she was his woman, and now that he had caught her in bed, she really couldn't hold her head up. Stealing someone was not a glorious thing.
She is very traditional at heart. Having served the emperor so many times, she always feels that her body belongs to the emperor, at least within the five years of the contract.
There is no emperor in her plan today.
How could he get into her plan? She had a well-conceived plan, but now she suddenly felt disdainful.
A noble and arrogant person like the emperor would not look down on her despicable methods.
But why can she meet the emperor even when she is on vacation?
So unfortunate.
"Emperor, how about we leave here..."
Luo Changan felt that continuing to remain silent would suffocate him, so he took the initiative to break the silence. After all, this was not the place to talk. Just imagine, if he continued to explain to the emperor here, and then Murong Jue suddenly woke up, that scene would still be...
It's really unique.
The ministers and the emperor's slaves chartered a boat for the night, and the emperor caught him. Apart from exploding on the spot, there seemed to be no other way around.
"Well, let's change places."
Luo Changan's collar tightened suddenly, and she was already picked up, flying across the lake with Di Qianao's exquisite light skills.
Luo Changan pinched Di Qianao's waist tightly. His body suddenly stiffened. She realized that she had pinched him painfully. She was afraid that he would let go and throw her into the lake. Fortunately, he didn't. His strength was far greater than she imagined.
The biggest one is that she can save the heart of a gentleman.
A moment later, he landed in an unusually large carriage. If Murong Jue's carriage could hold ten people, this Longhu seemed to be able to hold two carriages like Murong Jue's.
The carriage started slowly. After about half an hour, the carriage stopped again.
During this period, Di Qianao crossed his arms and continued to exude a cold aura. The green lining on the top of the carriage, the green color, set off his anger even more.
Luo Changan thought, the emperor was so angry that he was smoking, because he was cold and the temperature around him was high, which made him appear to be immortal.
She consciously chose the farthest diagonal and huddled in the corner, reducing her sense of presence.
But then I thought about it, I am a bed-warming maid bought by the emperor. It is an employment relationship. I sell my body, not my soul or thoughts. There is no contractual relationship.
Thinking of this, Luo Changan plucked up the courage to straighten his back. He did not feel sorry for the emperor.
My head is spinning rapidly.
So what happened?
She has washed the emperor's underwear and dried the quilt. Is there any unfinished work she has done?
Or is it that the Eastern Expedition did not go well and the emperor was in a bad mood, so he was so angry?
The curtain of the carriage was opened by the servants, and then they all retreated and closed the heavy door. With the warm yellow candlelight, Luo Changan saw that there was a dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry outside, and the jewelry was soft and soft.
, On the walls and on the wall cabinets, there are all kinds of valuable and rare treasures everywhere. This should be the treasury of one of the emperor's palaces.
Di Qianao opened his eyes and looked at Luo Changan, as well as the gold chain and gold collar around her neck. Her innocent and beautiful face was incompatible with these mundane things.
Luo Changan lowered his head and looked at him, immediately feeling embarrassed. He must have looked like a vulgar woman who was obsessed with money.
Nervousness comes out of nowhere.
In front of everyone, Luo Changan is calm and rational.
However, in front of Di Qianao, she has no image at all. The recent conflicts and troubles, coupled with spending the night on the boat with his courtiers today, and the gold in his neck at this moment, in his heart,
She must be a very low-level person.
Luo Changan uncomfortably took off the gold chain and collar, held them in his hands, and received Di Qian'ao's Lingchi gaze.
"In comparison, which one is more spacious and elegant, my carriage or the carriage of the Right Minister of War?"
?
Luo Changan first had a question mark in his mind.
Monk Zhang Er was confused by the emperor's strange question.
However, it is also certain that he misunderstood her as a person.
She originally wanted to rely on her image as a well-behaved little maid to get to the top, but now she's getting further and further off the mark... Sigh.
"Emperor, you have misunderstood. In fact, I am not a greedy woman." Luo Changan touched the gold and jade necklace and defended himself seriously, which seemed unconvincing.
Di Qianao still had a cold look on his face, his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, and his tone was unyielding, "Answer my question."
Luo Changan lowered his hands and said: "The emperor's carriage is more spacious and elegant."
Di Qianao's problem goes far beyond the luxury of the carriage. Luo Changan was shocked that he was like a carefree boy, comparing himself with his competitors: "Among the men in this world, do you think there is anyone who can be richer?"
I?"
Luo Changan was startled and said in fear: "The poor can only support their families, and the rich can only support a sect. What the emperor wants to support is the lifeblood of a country. In terms of wealth, the emperor is naturally the richest man."
Di Qianao restrained Luo Changan in the corner of the carriage, raised Luo Changan's chin, and looked into her eyes, his teeth-gnashing tone revealed his anger, "Then since you want gold jewelry, why don't you come and ask me? Right?
What the minister can afford, I can't give it to you?"
"This..." Luo Changan's heart was beating nervously, and his breath sprayed on her cheeks. The faint fragrance made her feel dizzy, and it went numb from the roots of her ears to her neck, "I don't want this."