The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 102 No need to cry when getting married 3
The emperor's expression changed, he put on his robe and strode out.

Zhe Sang followed to the door but was grabbed by Shui Ba, "It's raining so hard, I'll just go like this. If you catch a cold, you'll suffer."

The emperor, who had walked a few feet away, heard this and looked back. The queen was only wearing a thin shirt loosely.

"You go back and get dressed first."

After that, he quickly disappeared into the heavy rain and majestic night.

"How could a miscarriage occur?"

Zhe Sang murmured, but he couldn't think of anyone who was so bold and had such good means.

Where is Yangxin Pavilion? It's the emperor's palace. Not just anyone can tamper with it.

Since outsiders can't move, what about the people inside?

After thinking about it, he turned around and faced Gu Heng.

Zhe Sang frowned.

Gu Heng looked like he had just crawled out of the ditch, a water ghost.

It was raining heavily outside, and the raindrops were dripping on his body.

The soaked clothes outlined his lean outlines, and his face was as cold as jade.

But, what is that thing in the hair crown?

And what are the sparse yellow-brown marks on his shoulders?
Zhe Sang's eyes wandered back and forth for a few times, and he turned away before laughing.

After all, he is an arrogant and noble prime minister.

Let's leave some thin noodles for him.

Her shoulders were shaking.

Gu Heng's eyelids twitched.

He said coldly, "Don't laugh."

Zhe Sang didn't want to laugh either, but couldn't help it.

Just think of the fact that he was squatting in a tree, being exposed to the wind and rain, and even being pulled by a bird.

"Why did you just now, hahaha——"

She was suppressing her laughter and was speechless. After a while, she asked in one breath.

"Why didn't you tell the bird not to pull? Hahaha——"

Zhe Sang smiled weakly.

Thinking about him squatting on a branch, staring at the bird with his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and speaking to the bird in this stiff tone, there is a kind of weird humor.

Gu Heng's face turned completely dark.

He walked to the mirror and took a look. His face stretched even longer. He had specially changed into a moon-white robe, so he might as well not have changed at all.

I forgot that he was the one who said that he looked unattractive in black.

He reached up and plucked out the feathers stuck in his crown.

The queen looked at him and just giggled, as if she had been tapped on her laughter hole.

"I'm also wet."

He said he was helpless and lost his temper when she laughed.

It was really strange. While squatting on the tree, he felt angry and depressed.

But seeing her smiling, some of the spineless resentment dissipated.

Zhe Sang always thought that Gu Heng's long tone and looking at you with a half-smile was the most terrible thing.

That's because she has never seen an aggrieved prime minister.

He described it as embarrassed, looking at you innocently and pitifully, laughing at him, and then said softly that he was also wet.

When he is soft and helpless, he has a sense of crispness.

It's like inducing you to sin.

Zhe Sang was stunned for a moment and couldn't tell what she was feeling, but she felt that it was not something she wanted to breed.

"No wonder beauty is said to be misleading." She muttered.

"What did the empress say?" Gu Heng stared at her.

Zhe Sang didn't dare to look into his eyes, "Hurry up and change your clothes."

As she spoke, she gave him the private clothes that Fu Rong had wanted to change into before but had not had time to change into.

Gu Heng pinched it with two fingers, took a closer look, released his hand, and threw it away.

"No."

Let him wear the emperor's clothes, she couldn't think of it.

Zhe Sang felt a little guilty.

This is not appropriate. She and Gu Heng may be considered to be having an affair.

Let the lover, ahem, wear the husband's clothes... "But, do you think there will be other men's clothes in Yong'an Palace besides him?"

Gu Heng said, "I won't wear it."

Zhe Sang, "Then just freeze."

Gu Heng looked at her silently.

Zhe Sang really couldn't stand his gaze like this.

"How about wearing mine?"

Gu Heng: ...

After a stalemate for a while, Gu Heng still obediently put on Zhaojun's pocket.

His hair was wet, and under the dim candlelight, Zhe Sang actually saw a hint of charm.

It's just inexplicably seductive.

Zhe Sang calmed down and gave him the umbrella as well.

"I'm going to Yangxin Pavilion, please go back quickly."

Gu Heng stood still.

Zhe Sang was puzzled, "Is there anything else?"

Gu Heng lowered his eyes and shrank his shoulders, seeming a little cold.

Zhe Sang hesitated for a moment and said gently, "Go back quickly and change into dry clothes. Drink ginger soup before going to bed. Don't catch the cold."

The corners of Gu Heng's lips curled up slightly, "Okay."

Seeing that he was gone, Zhe Sang rushed to Yangxin Pavilion in a hurry.

It was all Gu Heng's fault for delaying her so much time.

Zhe Sang thought for a moment, forget it, it was raining so hard that he had learned a lesson by squatting on the tree.

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Sorry, I really can't hold it any longer. I've been so sleepy for several days.

I'll comment first and replace it tomorrow morning. I'm really sorry, I'm sorry.

There must be no next time.

From now on, every Thursday must start in the morning and not be pushed to the evening.

Let me see if there is anything interesting that I have written in the past. I will post it.

The most favored third aunt in the prime minister's palace eloped with her lover. When Prime Minister Lu found out, he turned the imperial city upside down regardless of the risk of being involved by political enemies.

But there is always just a little difference, the world is vast, and the third aunt is like a fish diving into the sea, and it will be difficult for Mr. Lu to recover her.

This matter made a big fuss. Who would have thought that Prime Minister Lu, who was always known for his gentleness, restraint, self-restraint and etiquette, would one day become jealous over his children's affair.

Especially since the heroine is still an aunt, I don’t know what Mrs. Lu Xiang thinks.

The good story about Prime Minister Lu and his wife treating each other like guests over the years has completely turned into a joke.

When the world was surprised at Lu Xiang's amazing affection for his aunt, they couldn't help but sympathize a little with the poor Mrs. Lu Xiang.

Her husband affectionately made another promise, and the pretense of affection in the past was exposed. The dignity that Mrs. Lu Xiang had maintained for three years was severely shattered and she fell off the high platform.

But the sympathetic person didn't think so. Ever since the third aunt eloped, Gu Yao felt refreshed and felt that her future was bright.

"Madam, the prime minister is here." Yanjue cheered.

Gu Yao straightened the golden hairpin without any delay. The person in the mirror had a delicate appearance and bright eyes. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was radiant.

The corners of Zhu Hong's lips raised slightly, and sure enough, he was here.

The last time Lu Qingyuan came to Wuyuan was three months ago. What was he talking about that time?Oh, I want to make Aunt Tong my concubine.

This time, Aunt Tong has already eloped. Is he going to come to prosecute her?
Gu Yao didn't care about the purpose of his coming, as long as he came.

She just likes to watch his calmness being torn apart, to see him anxious, to see him jealous, to see him angry, to see him fall from a high platform. Like every ordinary person in the world, she has joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

The footsteps were approaching and coming fiercely.

"Back off!" His voice was covered in ice.

Yan Jue's face was filled with joy as she looked at Gu Yao worriedly. Gu Yao nodded slightly, and Yan Jue led the others out.

The sun shines on the windowsill, and there are only two people left in the room.

　After I finished writing, I suddenly remembered: Pinru’s clothes.

　　Gu Heng: It was so dangerous, I almost became a big boss of women's clothing in Dajin.

　　Zhe Sang: The Prime Minister is like a walking harem, with everything you need, full of life and fragrance...

　　Emperor Zha: My wife and children almost went to heaven, I’m so worried...

　　Hey, you guys can tell by looking at the title, I was just going to feel bad about it.

　　Somehow, it feels like Gu Heng and Zhe Sang are so funny together. Let’s call it a chemical reaction.

　　Anyway, it’s a little different from what I expected.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)