After the demon concubine returned to the palace, the emperor and I switched bodies

Chapter 4 Presumably Your Majesty Is Fascinated by Her

It was the blood and tears shed by her only younger brother who was castrated and humiliated. It was the women, children and children of the Cui family who were exiled to Lingnan and fell on the road.

The Cui family, which had stood proudly for hundreds of years, turned into a piece of scorched earth.

Just rely on Liang Shaoyuan?
How can He De He can.

Cui Canwen cried blood in her heart, her eyes were moist, but not a single tear fell.

The Cui family's colossus cannot be completely shaken by Liang Shaoyuan.

The eyes are puzzled, and the images flashed very fast in the drowsiness, all without beginning and end, covered with clouds and mist, only the result is known, but it is difficult to get to the bottom of it.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

Outside the hall, Wang Fu's deliberately low voice sounded.

Cui Canwen suppressed the resentment and suspicion in her heart, and said coldly, "Come in."

Liang Shaoyuan has no great talent, but he is suspicious and self-willed. Wang Fu, the chief eunuch, is his most trusted person.

Wang Fu walked in with his head down, feeling uneasy in his heart. This was the first time he felt the oppressive feeling when facing His Majesty.

Although His Majesty was capricious before, he could always figure out His Majesty's thoughts. Now that his face does not show sadness or joy, it makes him panic and uneasy.

According to Liang Shaoyuan's habit, Cui Canwen took the candied fruit, took a sip of the medicine and a mouthful of the candied fruit, and drank the medicine slowly.

As soon as the medicine bowl was put away, Cui Canwen said quietly, "Wang Fu, how long have you been by my side?"

Wang Fu knelt on the ground with a plop, lowered his head, "16 years and eight months."

"Head up."

"Whoever I kill, I won't kill you." Cui Canwen said displeasedly, frowning with her temples still swollen and sore.

Wang Fu raised his head slowly, his eyes flickering, not daring to meet Cui Canwen.

"Yeah, it's been two years."

"Since I was five years old, you have been by my side, and you know how difficult it is for me to go this way."

Cui Canwen's conscience ached for pretending to say this.

It's not easy to be a ghost, Liang Shaoyuan is clearly the luckiest King of Leaks in the Great Yong Kingdom.

She thought so, but the master and servant didn't think so.

In his position, he must not only seek his own government, but also have the physical and spiritual ability to play this role well.

Wang Fu seemed to be reminded of the past, and tears actually flowed from his eyes, "It's really not easy, Your Majesty."

Cui Canwen: ...

Wouldn't it be impolite for her not to shed tears at this time?
If you say he is fat, is he still panting?
"Since ascending to the dragon throne, although I have tried my best, I still can't satisfy the officials. I am shackled everywhere and always persuaded."

"Even if you have a good heart, you can't do whatever you want."

"After this illness, I have some doubts, is it true that I am not as good as the emperor's brother?"

Cui Canwen vividly interprets a poor and respectable emperor who forbears, restrains and injustices but still can't seek perfection.

Although she and Liang Shaoyuan were at odds, it didn't mean that she didn't understand what Liang Shaoyuan was thinking.

In Liang Shaoyuan's heart, the whole world owes him, and he deserves all the benefits.

Hilarious, but also mindless.

Wang Fu let the tears flow down his face, and said reverently and respectfully from his heart, "Your Majesty is a born emperor, and you must not belittle yourself and make injustice."

"Prince Yong's fortune is shallow, how can he be compared with His Majesty."

"God bless Your Majesty, Your Majesty will live a thousand years, and the country will last forever."

"As for the courtier who is ignorant of what is good and what is bad, there is nothing worthy of His Majesty's concern."

Can Cui Canwen's hand under the sleeve be tightened, and a word of blessing can kill the most bright and dazzling young man in Chang'an City?

Iron armor and silver guns make the sun and the moon pale.

Emperor Wuxian and Prince Wuyong, even if they were picking up leaks, Liang Shaoyuan would not be able to pick up good leaks.

"It's still you who understand my thoughts best." Cui Canwen twitched the corners of her lips and joked with a smile.

"Tomorrow morning, you go to my private treasury to pick some rewards and send them to Lin Cairen. She will also be surprised tonight."

Wang Fu wiped away the old tears on his face, and smiled, "Your Majesty misses Lin Cairen all the time, and Lin Cairen must also be grateful to His Majesty."

"I know her beauty well."

"Go down."

The moment the door closed, the smile on Cui Canwen's face disappeared completely.

After some probing, she was a little uncertain about Wang Fu's mind.

As for the sentence that the courtiers who don't know the good and the bad are not worthy of His Majesty's worries, the position is a little vague.

If it were replaced by some people who only wanted to please Liang Shaoyuan, what they said would definitely not be the case.

Cui Canwen was planning in her heart the ups and downs of the palace and the harem, and when she felt sore and sleepy, she looked up and saw that the sky was already bright.

What happened last night was not small, there were countless people in the harem waiting to see Jiao Ya's jokes.

It's a pity that it is destined to disappoint the audience.

Liang Shaoyuan didn't want to give Jiao Ya unique favors, so she would do so, and only hope that in the future, Liang Shaoyuan can really protect Jiao Ya who is standing on the cusp of the storm.

I also hope that Jiao Ya's true love for Liang Shaoyuan is hard to control.

After all, there is a huge difference between a favorite concubine and a demon concubine.

Wang Fu headed to the Yulu Palace with a generous reward, which shocked everyone's jaws.

Your Majesty was really bewitched by the witch, even if the dragon's body was damaged by the witch, he still did not forget to appease and love him.

It seems that Lin Cairen's rapid rise is unstoppable.

The empress dowager prayed far away in the Taoist temple outside the palace, and the empress was grounded again. Even if these concubines wanted to gather together for a tea party, there would be no chance for them to get jealous.

This is the first time all the concubines have worked together and felt that it is a good thing to get up early to greet the queen, at least they can complain, if something goes wrong, the queen will bear it.

After all, although His Majesty doesn't like the queen, he doesn't dare to abolish the queen and demote her position.

Yulu Hall.

"Cairen, will His Majesty be so unscrupulous, will it damage your reputation?"

The grand maid who had been by Jiao Ya's side since the late emperor's time spoke worriedly.

With a smile on the corner of Jiao Ya's mouth, she casually painted her eyebrows before glancing at the piles of rewards.

"Ru Zhu, can't you see clearly after all these years?"

"Reputation, face, and even love are false, only real value and power are real."

"Besides, reputation can change. So what if those officials and people poke the backbone of this palace today and scold the concubine of this palace? Naturally, she will transform into a generation of virtuous queens."

"Everything today will be beautified as recklessness."

"The only person I need to cling to is Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty is still infatuated with me, I will rise to the top and never fall down."

She was born with a beauty that is different from ordinary people, so she will use this beauty to steal everything she wants.

Since the late emperor was merciful and magnanimous, he abolished the system of sacrificial burial of women in court, and allowed the family temple of the childless concubine to be cleaned up.

Then she must be tolerant and accept her to serve the new emperor.

The family temple is miserable, and she can't hide her peerless elegance.

Presumably His Majesty is very fascinated by her, otherwise how could there be Yulu Hall.

Thunder and rain are all grace.

(End of this chapter)