After marrying a tyrant, Ben Gong lies and wins

Chapter 129 I'd rather marry a poor scholar!

"Your body is weak and you are still recuperating, don't play for too long, go crazy for a while, rest for a while, lie down for a while, you know?"

"When you are in good health, I will take you out of the palace to play. In the future, there will be opportunities to drive you crazy. Although today is your birthday, don't go too far, huh?"

"Ah."

Yun Duo nodded vigorously, and hugged his tall and firm waist.

She buried her face in front of his strong chest, and said humbly, "As long as you don't get angry with me, I will obey you in everything, okay. I'm most afraid of you getting angry."

Di Lingyuan covered the top of her hair with his big hands, rubbed, touched, and patted.

"I'm not mad at you."

As he spoke, he sighed deeply, and said in a low, hoarse sexy voice, "How can I be willing to be angry with you? Little fool."

"Why don't you give up? You like to be angry with your concubines the most."

She hugged him tightly and said pitifully.

And he quickly brewed his emotions, and tears flashed in his eyes.

When she raised her head, there were bright tear stains on her fair and pretty face.

She suddenly pushed him away, raised her head, stared at him without blinking, and cried in despair, "Chen Qie is fed up with your anger, Chen Qie is not in good health, but still has to bear your nameless fire from time to time , being treated coldly by you from time to time."

"If the concubine's health can't get better, and she can't have children in the future, it's your fault. It's caused by you, the devil. Why am I so unlucky to meet a man like you?"

Seeing the little girl standing in front of him, Di Lingyuan was extremely saddened crying.

Like a little wild flower ruthlessly destroyed by him, he couldn't help feeling a sense of sympathy and pity.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt very guilty, and his heart was not in a good mood.

After all, he is a big man who bullies a little woman, what does he look like?

"Okay okay, don't cry."

He stepped forward and hugged her, the expression on his cold and ascetic handsome face softened a bit.

She pushed and punched him hard a few times.

He hugged her tightly, and coaxed her with a deep magnetic voice above her head, "Little fool, don't lose your temper, it's my fault, I was wrong, and I will never lose my temper with you again up"

Yun Duo was hugged tightly by him, feeling breathless.

She was about to drown in his domineering arms.

She pushed and struggled, panting heavily, and wept humiliatedly, "You are always like this, coaxing the concubine with sweet words, and turning around, you are not who you are now, and you will show your face to the concubine again." "

"The concubine will not trust you easily anymore. If the emperor can listen to what the emperor says, then there will be no liars in this world, and even sows will climb trees."

"Nonsense!" Di Lingyuan scolded coldly, "I promise what I say, and I will do what I say."

"Look, you're killing me again"

Yun Duo was crying angrily, raising his hand to wipe away his tears, hitting him, and staring at him.

"In this world, there are many good men. If you hadn't snatched me into the palace, I would still be that happy, carefree, innocent girl now."

"Being cared for and pampered by others, you won't feel hopeless, lost, or sad!"

"Gu Beiming, Dixiu, which one treats me better than you?"

She was crying sadly.

Listening to her words, Di Lingyuan's handsome face gradually turned cold!

Almost instantly, a cold and chilling chill appeared all over his body!
Suddenly, his slender knuckles lifted her small chin, and stared at her coldly, "Say it again to me."

His voice is not loud, deep and hoarse, indifferent.

But when the voice escaped from his throat, it naturally brought a deadly lethal force!

On his handsome and impeccable face, his expression was cold, somewhat gloomy, and somewhat violent.

Yun Duo was so frightened by his ruthless appearance that his legs went numb and his body trembled!

She, who was worthless, almost knelt down under his tall and tall and arrogant figure, begging for mercy.

However, she was not intimidated.

Because, she is a little white flower who can't be beaten to death!

Soon, she regained her former vigor.

"Just say it!" She looked directly at him, and said with tears, "They dote on me more than you dote on me. Is this an undeniable fact? Could it be that what the concubine said is wrong?"

"No matter who I am with, my concubine is happier than being with you!"

"No matter how fierce you are, or how cold you are, I'll tell you, don't even think about having a baby!"

"I won't be born again, and I won't be a tool for you to have children anymore. Find someone else to live with!"

As the words fell, tears gushed out of his eyes like a flood breaking a bank.

Di Lingyuan hated women crying, and hated seeing women cry.

Because when they cry, he can easily remember his concubine, Empress Dowager Wen Zhen.

Empress Dowager Wen Zhen, her name is Zi Ning.

Zi Ning was originally an infatuated woman who admired the late Emperor since she was a child.

In order to win the favor of the late emperor, he practiced piano, chess, calligraphy and painting diligently, and was proficient in everything.

At a palace banquet, she performed a song and dance, and was caught by the first emperor, and she was included in the harem as she wished.

In the beginning, the first emperor also doted on her very much.

But the good times didn't last long, in just a few months, the first emperor got tired of her and began to favor other concubines.

In seven years, thousands of women were filled into the harem successively.

Once, the first emperor drank a kind of wine and threatened to pamper eight concubines overnight. Emperor Lingyuan's mother, Zi Ning, was also dragged into the palace by the guards.

He heard the group of women crying and begging for mercy in the temple.

Another time, when Di Lingyuan was outside the door of the imperial study room, he heard the sound of whips slapping on the flesh and the screams of his mother.

The door opened, and he saw his mother was covered with welts and burn marks.

There are many more related things.
Therefore, under the influence of the first emperor, Emperor Lingyuan was very disgusted and disgusted with the matter of bed.

Since he was a child, he practiced Taoism with Empress Dowager Wen Zhen, and became more pure-hearted and ascetic, and he didn't like women.

In this way, Zi Ning went from being innocent and full of joy at the beginning to being wounded and full of holes in the end, with no good flesh on her body.

In the end, she was humiliated and resentful, unbearably tortured, and physically and mentally exhausted.

She watched those women pouring into the harem one by one, being favored by the first emperor, making love in front of her, and giving birth to a bunch of children for him.

She, who was no longer favored, washed her face with tears all day long, crying and crying, and she was indifferent and indifferent to Di Lingyuan, the only son.

The most ruthless emperor's family, even so, the first emperor did not take a second look at her because of this.

Later, Zi Ning's heart was ashamed, and she voluntarily cut off her long black hair, and lived in Mount Putuo, devoting herself to cultivating Taoism, and she didn't hear anything about the palace.

The first emperor brought people to look for her, saying that he couldn't forget her and wanted to take her back to the palace.

She shook her head and refused, and declared her ambition by death, and would rather die than enter the palace.

Since then, Zi Ning has not cried much, and let go of the obsession in her heart.

Now, Di Lingyuan looked at the clouds in front of him, and complained to him in tears, a sense of irritability rose inexplicably from the bottom of his calm heart.

The cold eyes, from her tearful face, to her trembling shoulders, to the purple jade bracelet on her wrist.

For just a moment, his eyes darkened.

This jade bracelet was given to her by him.

It is the relic of Empress Dowager Wen Zhen.

When he was bored, he heard the little woman crying and shouting at him, "It's not good to be your concubine at all!"

"Let's not talk about such excellent men as Dixiu and Gu Beiming. Let me tell you the truth, I would rather marry a poor scholar, or a man from the mountains who farms, chops firewood and hunts."

"As long as he treats me well, as long as he loves me alone, I will follow him without complaint or regret."

(End of this chapter)