Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 72
The atmosphere was inexplicably quiet for a moment, and Changsheng felt that the person above seemed to be surrounded by storms, and the hostility in his body was almost approaching her.

"Then tell me, what kind of relationship between us can be like this."

With a thump in his heart, Changsheng knelt down, put his hands between his eyebrows respectfully and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, so you naturally know what kind of relationship you need to be like this, but, you are a Mingjun, so naturally you won't do things that force people... "

"Mingjun?" The emperor's tone rose, as if he was mocking her words: "Are you sure I am a Mingjun?"

Of course not sure, a man who kills more than ten people every month is a faint king, a tyrant, and a devil!

Swallowing these words abruptly in his throat, Chang Sheng said: "The country is peaceful and the people are safe, the emperor is a wise king."

"Ah……"

The deep laughter suddenly echoed in the hall, Chang Sheng looked up in surprise, but still saw the emperor looking at her indifferently.As if the laughter just now was an illusion, she frowned and lowered her head again.

"Come here." With a little interest in Ying Chen's eyes, Chong Lin pushed the door and entered, waiting for orders: "The Emperor."

"Feng, Changsheng is the chief maid in charge of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. She has the same status as you, and enjoys a monthly allowance of ten taels of silver, and she is given two personal maids to accompany her as assistants."

Chang Sheng was stunned, the surprise came so fast, he even forgot to thank him.

It wasn't until Chonglin stepped forward to remind her in a low voice that she realized and kowtowed: "Thank you, Majesty Long En."

At this moment, it is still like falling into a dream, completely unaware of geometry.

A smile seemed to be on the corner of the emperor's mouth, as if it was an illusion, Yingchen raised his hand and waved his sleeves, Changsheng and Chonglin took leave.

Looking at Chang Sheng's back, he vaguely remembered the figure in the harem.

With a phoenix crown on his head and a blood-red phoenix robe, he stood there alone, looking at the high palace wall, every time he heard him coming, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he dared not show the slightest bit of disappointment on his face, trembling knelt before him.

He likes dark red, so she also said that he likes it. After being married to her for so many years, he doesn't even know what color she likes.

There was some pain in my heart, "Slow down."

Chang Sheng paused, turned around and accepted orders.

"What color do you like?" Chang Sheng was a little dazed when he asked this question out of the blue.

"Slave..." She subconsciously wanted to answer, then paused, recalling that Yingchen liked dark red best, and in her previous life she pretended to wear blood red scarlet all her life, what about this life?

She bit her lower lip, hesitant to say that she likes red because of Yingchen's preference.

Minutes passed by.

Zuo is just a very simple question, but it is like deciding a person's life or death. She ponders carefully, while he waits quietly.

Chong Lin didn't understand very much, seeing the emperor's face became more and more gloomy and unpredictable, he nudged her with his elbow, wanting to remind her.

But who knows, the emperor's originally calm eyes suddenly shot coldly.

Don't touch her!

The hostility in his eyes made Chong Lin startled, and he couldn't help but backed away.

"Slaves, I like sky blue."

Ying Chen was stunned for a moment, a warm current blew through his heart, there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but joy gradually surged.

Chang Sheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

She can finally say what she likes in front of the emperor without flattery or scruples.

Chonglin watched in astonishment as the two became depressed because of the same color atmosphere, and also watched in amazement that they suddenly became bright from being depressed.

Especially the emperor, when he heard her answer, he asked with great interest: "What kind of azure is it?"

"Sky celadon flowers on a white background are the favorite color of slaves. The white background is very elegant and beautiful."

"Hmm~" With an appreciative tone, Ying Chen glared at Chong Lin like a spring breeze: "Do it."

Chong Lin should be, but Chang Sheng didn't know why: "Your Majesty, is this?"

Ying Chen held the teacup and took a sip unhurriedly: "I have never had a maid in charge around me. From then on, this white background with sky blue is your color. They will know when they see this dress." You are my maid in charge, no one will dare to bully you."

"...Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Also, if you have suffered any grievances outside, you can naturally tell Chonglin, and you can also tell me." If there is a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, there is something else in Yingchen's words: "Never Make people contemptuous."

Chang Sheng was flattered, nodded yes, and exited the hall.

"You said that the emperor gave that girl a monthly order, and even made her a special dress for a maid of honor!!?"

Xuan Yue was furious when she heard the news, and all the humiliation she had suffered in the palace came to her heart: "Is it true at this time?"

"It's absolutely true, Lord Chonglin has already ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to pick and make clothes, and even matched her with two maids."

The subordinate said everything in detail: "My lord, this is a special case in the palace. Except for you, the emperor has never been so nice to any woman. This has matched two maids to serve..."

After a pause, he said: "Could it be that the emperor wants to accept her as a concubine?"

"Dream! Don't even think about it!" Xuan Yue bit her lips. On the table was the white fungus and longan porridge that she ordered the imperial dining room to make just now. The veins on her forehead were throbbing, and she took out the sword in her waist and chopped it into two pieces. end!
With a sound of "click", Xuan Chang rushed in in shock, and hugged her who was out of control: "Xuanyue, what's wrong with you, Xuanyue?"

Xuan Yue was in a daze, and her eyes, which had always shed blood but not tears, were rarely red.Turning to look at him in a daze: "Is it true that the emperor reused that woman? The emperor has never treated me like this before. Now she has stolen my limelight, what should I do?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you are an adult, how can you be compared with a court lady!!" Seeing her crying, Xuanshang felt uncomfortable in his heart:
"The emperor did it just to look at it for a while."

But the more he comforted Xuanyue, the more emotionally he broke down: "It's my fault. If I hadn't made a mistake and accidentally knocked over her porridge bowl, she would never have given her a chance to be here with me. She was in front of the emperor. To humiliate me, to say openly and secretly that I did it on purpose..."

After saying that, she paused, grabbed Xuanshang's armor, her hands hurt from the cold hard object, but she refused to let go: "I was really wronged."

"I know you were wronged." After reassuring her, Xuan Shang's face became more and more ugly:

"Don't worry, I will teach her a lesson. Let her know that everything comes first, and in front of you, she will never try to surpass you."

"It's still you..." A teardrop slipped from her eyes, Xuan Yue bit her lower lip, and leaned gently in his arms:
"Chonglin is different from before. He is now standing by Changsheng's side wholeheartedly, completely disregarding our friendship."

"I couldn't count on him!"

Xuanshang was annoyed: "He didn't grow up with us, he's just an outsider. A friend in adversity sees the truth. If we talk about feelings, it's better for you and me. Just wait, I'll go to him and ask him for clarification! !"

(End of this chapter)