Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 239 Long live God storytelling, hard to say
The emperor himself didn't realize this. Hearing what she said, he didn't reply to her, so he remembered it.

Lianhua doesn't care whether the Long Live Lord returns, the more she thinks about it, the more she shakes the hand she holds with the emperor, leans forward and looks sideways at him, with crooked eyebrows, and sweetly said: "Master, you treat me Really nice."

Oh, she also knows that he treats her well, this little white-eyed wolf's mouth is like honey, and it always makes him happy.

The emperor stopped and looked at her. Seeing her delicate and lovely appearance, he couldn't help stretching out his other big palm, pinching both sides of her chin, and pinching her mouth: "Walk well. "

"Is there you in this Boha?" Lianhua's face was pinched, her words were vague, but it still didn't affect her smile with crooked eyebrows.

With Long Live Lord holding her hand, what else is there to look at, as long as Long Live God looks after her for her.

The emperor was helpless, he really had nothing to do with her, but he was satisfied with her attachment in his heart.

Letting go of her, the emperor touched the slight red marks on her pinched. The pinching force was not strong, it was only slightly red. He felt that it was all right, so he started walking again.

Knowing that she was restless, he specially led her and picked the smooth ones to let her go.

Lianhua smiled happily, feeling as happy as a bird at this moment, couldn't stop talking, and couldn't help but share automatically: "Master, I found that my sister knows a lot."

The emperor held her hand tightly: "Sister?" Why didn't he know when there was an extra sister.

Lianhua tilted her head and said sweetly, "Sister Zhaoyi."

Oh, it's Xu Rongying.

Just when did you call so affectionately?
The emperor's heart was tense, but his hands relaxed a little bit, and asked inadvertently, "What will happen?"

"I can do everything!" Lianhua said admiringly, she got excited when she mentioned this, and started counting with her fingers up: "Playing marbles, archery, horse riding, sword dancing, and telling stories, wow, My sister really knows a lot, and she does everything very well."

The emperor had heard that Xu Rongying had sent a box of gem marbles to Lianhua, and he had seen Lianhua play with it. At this time, his little concubine was the first to say this, and the words "playing things and losing one's ambition" came to her lips, and said abruptly. Swallowed it back.

Forget it, let's not disappoint, besides this hobby of playing with things, he will do other things too.

He asked calmly: "I told you a story, how did it go?" Was it good?

She said that she hadn't had time to see them, and he only told her about the story.

I remember several times when she was so hot and dry that she couldn't sleep at night because of her pregnancy, he told her stories to lull her to sleep.

"Ah..." Lianhua was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect the Lord Long Live to ask her this question, uh...how should I put it?

Her eyes began to flicker, and she faltered: "Uh, what I said was right, what I said was very...very good." There was a feeling of ignoring her conscience in these words.

The emperor narrowed his eyes, turned to look at her, and asked in a cool tone, "Why hesitated for so long?"

Fortunately, after hesitating for so long, her expression is not right. She always has this expression when she lies.

The emperor knows her better now, as soon as she sticks her butt, he knows how many spanks she owes.

Ai Ai got up during the lotus period, and began to find excuses to delay time: "Well, uh, oops, sir, I was thinking about how to describe what you said..."

"Have you thought about it now?" The emperor's tone became colder.

Liang Lianhua wanted to shrink her neck, racked her brains and began to think, faltering: "My lord, the story you told, uh, that..."

It is difficult to grasp the degree between being unconscionable and telling the truth.

Long live Lord is so smart, and now he is not as easy to fool as before. If he doesn't say something decent, Long Live Lord will not believe it, oops.

Just when she saw that the eyes of the Long Live Lord were getting more and more dangerous, inspiration flashed in her mind, and she hurriedly said: "My Lord speaks very peacefully! Yes, that's right! Thanks to you, every time you tell a story, my Lord, I will I slept very soundly, Lord, it's all thanks to you!"

The emperor thought about it carefully, and this was indeed a good statement. Every time he told a story, his little concubine slept very soundly.

Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, feeling satisfied in his heart.

In order to let his little concubine understand the way of life, the stories he tells are all carefully selected, and he will also share some of his opinions. If the child in her womb is conscious, she will know the good intentions of the father. Both of them can understand now, and it would be good if they can listen to a sentence or two.

Seeing this, Lianhua turned her eyes away, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It was so dangerous that she got away with it again.

I thought to myself, Long Live God tells a story, it is difficult to explain in one word, how can it be compared with Sister Zhaoyi, it is like a heaven and an earth.

Sister Zhaoyi's voice was well-proportioned, and she told a story with ups and downs, full of suspense, which made her very enjoyable and interesting to listen to.

And Long Live Lord, tsk tsk, the tone is flat, without any ups and downs, and it is even more boring than the teacher who taught her when she was a child.

It is no exaggeration to say that it even makes her sleepier than her husband's reading, because her husband likes to shake her head while reading, and she also shakes it, which can lift her spirits.

When she was a child, she often thought that her husband shook his head while reading, because he was afraid that he would fall asleep while reading, so he had to keep shaking to stay awake.

Long live Lord's words and deeds are so dignified and elegant, there is no shaking his head, he just started talking in a sparse and ordinary tone, as if he was talking about what he ate today. She lay on the bed, nestled in his arms, and listened to him for a while Many spirits can fall asleep.

And what are the stories that Long Live Lord tells? They are all about how the subjugated kings of which dynasty and generation in history brought their own destruction. There are three thousand stories about sages and sages. After the lecture, I will summarize one or two. What lessons, what truths are warned, what insights and so on.

Uh, she is a little girl, and she doesn't need to deal with government affairs, so it's useless to talk to her about it.

It is extremely difficult for her to eat, drink, and take care of herself and her people on weekdays. Leave such difficult things to the Lord Long Live.

To sum up the truth, she didn't know this at first, because she couldn't make it to the end of Long Live Lord's story.

This was only when she fell asleep in a daze, fell asleep and woke up with urine, and heard that he seemed to have finished telling a story, and only then did she know it by herself.

Only then did she learn that Long Live Lord is really a wise man, and he never forgets to be vigilant when telling stories.

It sounded pitiful, but she didn't expect Long Live Lord to tell her so lonely at the end, she felt guilty, she should stay with him, and listen to him when he finished speaking.

I just want to think this way, the next time Grandpa tells a story, she still can't hold back and falls asleep, and in the end she simply gave up struggling. It's a sin, so I can only let Grandpa be lonely.

You can't let the master know about these things, otherwise the master will have to display his power.

　Author of the dog: 50000 words will be updated tomorrow, please support me a lot, please code the words and play acrobatics, thank you
　　Codeword Chicken: Yes!My lords, look!
　　As the codeword chicken said, he immediately began to perform boulders on his chest, blindfolded throwing darts, catching a sword with his bare hands, and splitting bricks with one hand. Finally, there was a "click" when splitting bricks.
　　The codeword chicken yelled loudly, "Wow, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it's the goose's hand..."

　　The code word chicken injured his left hand!
　　Seeing this, the dog author immediately sneaked away, Emma, ​​the marble I found at random, is too solid!

　　
　
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