Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 475

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was so dark that we couldn't tell the time.

With such a heavy rain, even if the guards find this place, it may take some time.

Ling Jian dried Xiao Li's clothes and put them on again for her.

By the way, he also covered her with his robe.

She was groggy with fever and didn't wake up from beginning to end.

Ling Jian sat near the entrance of the cave, watching the heavy rain in a daze.

The autumn wind was like a gust of wind, and the cold wind carried rainwater pouring in, and half of the small cave was wet.

The fire that was still burning did not last long, and was also soaked by the rain, and gradually extinguished, with no spark left.

Ling Jian was afraid that Xiao Li would be drenched by the rain, so he hugged her and retreated inside, finding a place out of the wind and rain, and prepared to let her down.

With her eyes closed, she shivered and curled up in his arms, grabbing his clothes in a daze, and said in a trembling and soft voice: "Cold"

Ling Jian hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't forcibly tear her off his body.

If something happened to her, he couldn't bear it.

The queen mother is afraid that she will die of heartache.

Just hug her for a while to make her somewhat warmer, it doesn't matter if you think about it.

Thinking of this, Ling Jian hugged her and sat down, watching the pouring rain pour down.

Probably because of the cold, the girl unconsciously burrowed into his arms, clinging to him tighter and tighter.

Ling Jianjian overestimated his endurance.

After all, he is still a young man with full of vigor, with soft jade and warm fragrance in his arms, so he is unavoidably a little uneasy, even distracted.

Ling Jian thought that he had always regarded her as his younger sister.

Because of the mother's deliberate care, Ling Jian even took care of Xiao Li and Ling Ruo more than Ling Ruo.

He didn't have any other thoughts about Xiao Li until now when he was holding her.

He'll have... uncontrollable reactions.

Strange, novel, restless, the speed of blood flow seems to be much faster.

The appearance of her clothes all faded just now kept appearing in her mind.

Ling Jian's breathing became heavy.

He looked down at the sleeping girl in his arms, the blush on her cheeks faded a lot, but her lips were still pretty.

Ling Jian stared at her lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and his mind was a little dizzy.

He felt hot all over, and wanted to kiss her hard, to taste the taste of those lips.

Definitely soft, tangy, and sweet.

Ling Jian almost bowed his head and kissed.

Another gust of cold wind blows.

A few drops of rain floated on Ling Jian's face, bringing a icy coolness.

Ling Jian scolded himself in a low voice.

What kind of occasion is this, how can he think about these things at this time.

She also had a fever and was ill.

If the queen mother knew that he had such thoughts about her, she wouldn't let the emperor punish him to death.

Ling Jian took a deep breath, placed Xiao Li in a place out of the rain, wrapped her robe tightly, turned and left the cave.

The icy cold rain poured down on the head, and the blood surging in the young man's body, together with the unspeakable desire for the first taste of emotion, finally gradually calmed down.

He never returned to Xiao Li's side, and stood in the rain until the troops from Xiaoqi Battalion found him.

There were quite a few people who came to look for him and Xiao Li, there was a lot of movement, people's voices were neighing, and the torches were shining brightly.

Someone was talking beside Xiao Li, reaching out to feel the temperature of her forehead, which woke Xiao Li up.

"It's burning pretty badly."

The person who spoke was Wei Wushu, the aunt of the Wei family, her face was a little dignified, "You probably won't be able to ride a horse like this, so Auntie will take you back."

Xiao Li was still a little dizzy, so she nodded subconsciously.

Wei Wushu raised his hand to pick her up, and clicked his tongue, "Li'er, you are too light, aren't you? You need to eat more and grow some meat!"

Xiao Li didn't care about Shang Wei Wushu's joke, and looked for Ling Jian in the crowd, "Auntie, where's cousin?"

"You mean His Royal Highness?"

Wei Wushu said, "His clothes are soaked through, and his complexion is not much better than yours. I let him go back first."

She put Xiao Li on the horse, got on the horse herself, took the reins lightly, and then said with a smile: "Your Highness doesn't know what to think, although the cave is small, it can hide two people, but he is standing outside In the rain, in fact, Li'er and His Highness are brothers and sisters, so there is nothing to avoid."

Xiao Li pursed her lips and remained silent.

Of course she didn't know what happened when she was unconscious, she only thought that Ling Jian had some scruples because of her status as an unmarried woman, so she refused to go into the cave to shelter from the rain.

The gratitude to Ling Jian in my heart has increased.

For the next few days, Xiao Li recuperated in the tent and didn't even go out.

According to Ling Ruo, Ling Jian was caught in the rain that night and had a fever when he came back, but he was in good health and he was fine after resting for a day.

Ling Ruo insisted on taking Xiao Li out to play, causing Xiao Li to get lost and get sick. Qin Luoyu severely criticized her and punished her to stay with Xiao Li until she recovered from illness.

Ling Ruo stayed beside Xiao Li pitifully, not to mention feeling depressed.

Wei Zun secretly caught rabbits, pheasants and other small animals, and picked many wild flowers and fruits, and sent them to Ling Ruo to relieve his boredom.

The little naughty boy who was mischievous in Taixue back then, now has grown taller, and his outline has added a bit of heroism and handsomeness, and he looks like a little adult.

Wei Zun has improved a lot in the past two years.

Not to mention his academic progress by leaps and bounds, he is especially fond of the art of war at a young age, and has unique insights.

Even the Taifu looked at him differently, praising him as the true biography of his father Wei Wuji.

Now Wei Zun is only eleven or twelve years old, but among that group of children from the noble family, he is faintly a bully.

Only in front of Ling Ruo, Wei Zun was very obedient.

Back then when he was in Taixue, Wei Zun and Ling Ruo didn't get along very well at first, and the two often had conflicts.

But in the face of the little princess, she couldn't be beaten or scolded.

After saying a few heavy words, Ling Ruo burst into tears, crying very sadly.

Wei Zun was bewildered by the tears and could only give in.

Every time Ling Ruo got angry, Ling Ruo would pull his clothes and make him lie down, climb on his back and ride him like a pony, running in circles and speeding up, only willing to come down when he calmed down.

Later, when Ling Ruo got angry, Wei Zun squatted down and patted his shoulder before he pulled Wei Zun's robe, "Come on, I'll take the princess to ride a horse."

As the years passed, the two got older, but their relationship with each other became more and more intimate.

Wei Zun's accommodating Ling Ruo seems to have become a habit, compared to before, it is even worse than before.

Ling Ruo stayed with Xiao Li in the tent and couldn't figure it out, so he complained to Wei Zun about his grievances, and Wei Zun tried his best to think of various ways to make her happy.

Seeing the two children hiding in a corner of the tent and whispering, Xiao Li felt a little envious in her heart.

Childhood sweethearts and childhood sweethearts, they should look like them.

While envious, but also a little bit lost.

Although she and her cousin also knew each other when they were young, they had never been so intimate before.

If she and her cousin could be like Ling Ruo and Wei Zun
When this idea was born, Xiao Li blushed subconsciously.

*
A few days after returning from the Daishan hunting ground.

In the Qianyuan Hall, Lord Ling read the memorials of the Ministry of Rites several times.

The Ministry of Rites said that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been canonized for a long time, and now he is more than fifteen, so he can consider choosing a concubine.

Qin Luoyu previously meant that Ling Jian was only 15 years old, and the selection of concubine could be postponed for another two or three years.

But in this world, it is very common for men to get married at the age of 15.

Besides, Ling Junxing also has his own considerations.

He once promised Qin Luoyu that he would accompany her to travel around the world.

In the past few years, he has worked hard day and night, and finally managed to govern the country like a prosperous age.

Today, the world has already been settled. He insisted on letting Ling Jian participate in political affairs a few years ago and taught him hand in hand. Now Ling Jian already knows a thing or two about state affairs.

Lingjun Xing hopes that next year, when Lingjian is 16 years old, he will issue a Zen edict, and Lingjian will ascend the throne as emperor.

From now on, the world will be handed over to his son, and it's time for him to spend time with Qin Luoyu.

Ling Junxing pondered for a moment, picked up a pen and reviewed a vermilion "Zhun" on the memorial.

half a month later.

The roster of concubines selected by the Ministry of Rites has been presented to Ling Junxing's desk.

"Now you want to choose a concubine for Jian'er?"

In the Qiushui Palace, Qin Luoyu paused in the action of picking vegetables, and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, he is only a little over 15 years old, isn't it too early?"

15 years old is in her world, still in junior high school.

Ling Junxing took food for her very naturally, "This world is different from yours. The man is 15 years old, and he can already get married. Besides, there are still a few months left, and Jian'er will be sixteen."

"It's too early, anyway, I don't agree, so it has to be later."

Even if people married early in ancient times, their bodies were still developing at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Getting married at the age of seventeen or eighteen was the minimum that Qin Luoyu could accept.

"It doesn't matter when you get married, not to mention marrying a concubine, you don't have to do the bridal chamber."

When Ling Junxing said these words calmly, Qin Luoyu couldn't help but glared at him.

"Then it's better to marry later. If you marry a concubine and don't have a bridal chamber, what is that? How can there be such a thing?"

"Is there no such thing?"

Ling Junxing looked at her meaningfully, "I married you back then, but I waited for you for almost two years before we bridal chamber with you. Thanks to the 'dowry' given to you by your mother."

Thinking of the embarrassing things that happened back then, Qin Luoyu's cheeks flushed with shame, wishing he could reach out and cover Ling Junxing's mouth.

"So it's not uncommon to marry a concubine without a bridal chamber."

Ling Junxing said with a smile, "Besides, if you want Jian'er to remarry, he may not agree."

Qin Luoyu pouted, "Why don't you agree? Even if he doesn't listen to what I say, but husband, you are the emperor, how can he not listen to what you say?"

Ling Junxing took a deep look at Qin Luoyu: "Next year, Jian'er will be the emperor. How many concubines he wants to marry is his freedom."

Qin Luoyu almost choked when he heard the words, and coughed violently.

Ling Junxing gently helped her caress her back, and brought over some tea. Qin Luoyu took a few sips of his hand before he recovered.

"Husband, you just said that Jian'er will be the emperor next year, what do you mean?"

"I have asked Pei Song to draft the edict of the Zen position."

Lord Ling said truthfully, "Next year, Jian'er will be officially enthroned as emperor."

Qin Luoyu was dumbfounded, "Why?"

Mausoleum is now in the prime of life, why is he suddenly not the emperor.

Ling Junxing looked at Qin Luoyu with gentle eyes: "I want to spend more time with you to walk around."

Qin Luoyu: "."

I don't know whether to be more moved or sad.

Anyway, the mood is a bit complicated, "But such a big country, if you leave it to Jian'er, can you rest assured?"

"Jian'er is already familiar with dealing with state affairs now, not to mention that Wen has Pei Song and a group of important officials, and Wu has Wei Wuji and a group of generals, there will be no trouble."

Ling Junxing comforted her, "Trust your son, he can do it."

What else could Qin Luoyu say.

She said why Ling Jian was dragged to the Qianyuan Hall by Ling Junxing when he was twelve or thirteen years old, and studied with him all day how to deal with political affairs, and asked Pei Song to teach Ling Jian on the spot.

Dare to love was planned by Ling Junxing long ago.

Just waiting for one day to let go early and leave the world to Ling Jian.

As Ling Junxing said, if Ling Jian becomes the emperor next year, who he wants to marry and who he wants to enter the palace is not a matter of his words.

She doesn't need to worry about such a tough matter.

It's just that after Ling Jian ascends the throne next year, she and Lord Ling will leave to travel around the world overnight, and they don't know when they will come back.

Xiao Li's child will be sixteen soon, speaking of it, it's time to choose a husband who is well-matched for her.

*
Qin Luoyu enthusiastically selected several noble children with good personalities and family backgrounds for Xiao Li.

He planned to invite those people into the palace on the grounds of the end-of-year banquet in the palace, so that Xiao Li could secretly see which one he was most satisfied with.

She didn't want Xiao Li to not know what her husband looked like until she got married.

Qin Luoyu went to Yueli Palace to inform Xiao Li about this.

She smiled and said, "I have secretly investigated their characters for you, but you have to see their appearance. You should see who you like the most."

Xiao Li lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Qin Luoyu thought she was shy, and didn't think much about it, "If you're not satisfied, Auntie will choose for you. You don't have any problem marrying anyone you want. Don't worry, Auntie won't leave until Li'er gets married."

Xiao Li hesitated to speak, but in the end she just whispered, "Thank you, Auntie."

That night Xiao Li couldn't sleep and didn't close his eyes all night.

She didn't dare to tell Qin Luoyu that she didn't want to marry any of those people Qin Luoyu picked.

She already has someone she likes.

That year in Taixue, when someone was punished by the Taifu for her, she only had that person in her heart.

Although it was just a girl's ignorant mind at that time, but today, she has already understood her own mind very clearly. She likes her cousin.

The only person she wants to marry is her cousin.

But Xiao Li didn't dare to tell Qin Luoyu.

She thought of her own background, her surname was Xiao after all.

Her father, Xiao Shangyan, used to be a general of the Qin Dynasty, and fought countless wars with the Ling Kingdom, and there are still many people who hate her father in the court.

This layer of identity is too sensitive.

But she was a little unwilling to marry someone else just like that.

Xiao Li struggled inwardly for days and nights, and her mind became dizzy.

Thinking of her aunt's words: "You don't have any problem marrying anyone you want", Xiao Li finally decided to go to Qin Luoyu and express her heart.

When she arrived at Qiushui Palace, she found that someone came to Qin Luoyu one step ahead of her.

It turned out to be Ling Jian.

(End of this chapter)