The emperor wants to flip my brand every day

Chapter 519 Unless there are only beauties in the harem

Her answer surprised him again, "Then what kind of position do you want?"

"Beauty, what a beauty, it sounds very high. The queen and the imperial concubine are so beautiful. The beauty is the affirmation of your appearance. When people see you, they will call you a beauty. It sounds good." Not bad."

Hearing what she said, he frowned and reminded her: "The status of a beauty is very low. In the harem, her status is low and she will be bullied."

"So, if I have nothing to do, why should I find myself guilty and go to the palace? Unless, there are only beauties in the harem, and those who don't ride on my head are pretty much the same."

Li Zheng didn't speak, for a long time, he sneered: "I'm afraid you are dreaming."

"Hehe, so don't worry, I won't enter the palace. If I marry, I will marry you. There are not so many people competing. The most important thing is that you may need to marry me in the future to avoid disasters. "

She watched him say these words with bright eyes, and Li Zheng glared at her angrily: "Don't be ashamed!"

In the next few years, Li Zheng was arranged by the emperor to exercise in a military camp.

He often thinks of that girl doll.

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed.

The girl doll is ten years old, and he is fifteen.

Not long after returning to Beijing with Mo He, Mo He was stopped by someone during a street tour.

"Little Momo!"

The voice is still as soft and waxy as in memory.

Hearing the sound, he opened the curtain of the carriage, and saw a slender girl holding a bag of chestnut cakes in front of Mo He's horse, "Little Momo, you are back, I haven't seen you for a long time, you He has grown taller, although he is not as delicate as when he was a child, but he still looks like a man!"

Hear the indescribable pride in her tone.

In the carriage, Li Zheng clenched his hands into fists: "Stupid girl! You won't recognize me in just a few years."

"You..." Mo Ying, who was on the horseback, was about to speak.

Li Zheng said to the groom in the carriage, "His Royal Highness is on his way! Wait for the idlers, don't get out of the way!"

"Remember to eat the pastry, I made it myself! I'll write you a letter." She was driven away, and she didn't show any impatience on her face. Instead, she turned her head three times at every step, reluctantly looking in Mo Ling's direction.

Li Zheng lowered the car curtain, indescribably annoyed.

After returning to the palace, the first thing he did when he got off the carriage was to reach out his hand to Mo He, "Bring it!"

Mo He looked puzzled, "Your Highness?"

"Give me back my king's chestnut cake." His tone was cold, as if he wanted to eat people.

Mo He took the chestnut cake and handed it to Li Zheng, who stared at him coldly: "Don't let her approach you again! Otherwise..."

Mo He paused, then nodded, "This subordinate understands."

The chestnut cake tasted better than expected, maybe because of her words, it was made by herself.

It's just that fool who admitted the wrong person but didn't know it.

Thinking of that fool looking at another man and making chestnut cakes for another man, something in Li Zheng's heart was screaming hysterically.

"no!"

Mo Ying's identity can no longer be used.

He still doesn't know what kind of existence that fool is to him, but the only thing he knows is that seeing her looking at Mo Ling like that on the street today made him almost go crazy, and he doesn't allow her to look at any man like that .

Seeing Pei Shuning's first words, he put forward his own request, "I want to change my appearance, keep my original face, but let people not recognize that it is me."

Pei Shuning was shocked: "Cousin, what have you done that is shameful?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you can do it, do it, if you can't, don't blame me for not thinking about brotherhood."

After Li Zheng threatened, Pei Shuning obediently helped him change his appearance.

He was satisfied with the effect of the disguise, but at the same time, he wrote a farewell letter to that fool from Mo Lu's standpoint.

(End of this chapter)