Fast-Crossing Time Travel

Chapter 17 The Court Chapter 4
Song Jiajia leaned weakly on the chair on the back, raised her eyes, glanced at the emperor who showed no signs of expression, met his probing eyes, smiled slightly, and her cold voice became more determined,
"Is it the land of the king in the whole world, the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers, Xuemei and the child standing on this land are your people, and they deserve your protection, don't you think so?" The woman's weak voice sounded, but her eyes were staring at the man in front of her.

The man in the dragon robe took a fixed look at her, with an unclear expression on his face. Seeing that his aura did not overwhelm the woman in front of him, he couldn't help laughing heartily.

"Haha, what a princess of the Zang Kingdom, what a sharp mouth. In the whole world, is it the land of the king, the shore of the land, and the minister of the king? Well said, this world belongs to me, why can't I tolerate you?" and your children."

She seems to be different from the women in the palace. Most of the women in the palace are counterweights selected to balance the various forces. They are all thinking of ways to attract his attention. It's really boring.This woman is interesting, a white rose with thorns, different from all the concubines in his palace.Not bad.

but?Can she really forget the hatred of subjugation?How could she be so innocent to those who destroyed her country?The man's eyes narrowed, his hawk-like eyes sized her up, as if he wanted to see through her.The light in the eyes slowly dimmed, the emperor's expression was dark and unclear, and the look of suspicion took over the hint of interest in the eyes.Opened his mouth sarcastically.

"However, can you really forget about subjugation and only hate, and throw yourself into the arms of the enemy? The Princess of Zeng Kingdom has such a broad mind, which really opened my eyes..." The man's eyebrows and eyes were full of sarcasm.He looked mockingly at the woman sitting on the chair with no expression on her face.His fingers tapped the table lightly.

Suspiciousness of the emperor is an eternal existence, but she doesn't care about the hatred of subjugation. She is not the original Tang Xuemei. What she cares about is whether the little bun in her belly can ascend to the throne. This is what she has to do.Slightly raised his head, looked at the emperor and said softly

"Do you know what my wish is?" Ignoring the suspicion in his eyes, he smiled at the inexplicable emperor in front of him.Seeing the probing gaze in his eyes, his suspicion became more and more obvious, he lowered his head and continued to speak slowly.

"My wish is very simple, I hope there will be no more wars..."

"If a husband, king and king are ordered by the heavens to rule the world, and to seek for the people, they are actually planning for the world. To seek for the world is nothing more than to bring the four seas into one, and the four seas to be one, then the world will be stable, and the world will be safe. Work hard and get a good harvest. After a good harvest, people will be safe and well fed. If people are safe, there will be no chaos. One, this is the wish of the servant, and the servant knows that you will definitely be able to help the servant realize this wish."

The woman leaned weakly against the chair, raised her head towards the shocked emperor standing in front of her, and smiled softer.The emperor, everyone hopes that the world can be united. If you want to get the true love of the emperor, at the very least, you must first be a person who can fight side by side with him, and someone who can understand him and stand beside him.The emperor has seen too many women, and he would not spoil a woman just because of her beauty.Isn't beauty the most indispensable thing in the court?

Is it really good to give me such a rare task as the first task?Looking at the moody emperor in front of him, Mou Jia who was sitting on the side of the chair wanted to cry... Other time and space managers and colleagues all smoked campus romances, so why should I smoke a copy of Gongdou? Wen, a certain Jia drooped her head, quietly looked at the emperor's gloomy expression, and continued to say

"Your maidservant is indeed from the Kingdom of Zhan, but your maidservant is also a member of the world. If the world is divided for a long time, it must be united, and if it is united for a long time, it must be divided. The Kingdom of Zong cannot fulfill the wish of the slave maidservant to be unified. The slave maidservant is willing to help you to fulfill this wish of the great unification. I only hope that the world will be peaceful. The four seas return to one."

The woman's big eyes are different from other women's bright, firm eyes, the sparkling eyes have a different kind of brilliance, the whole body exudes a light that cannot be ignored, and the beautiful little face is full of hope for the future The emperor in bright yellow robes couldn't bear to open his mouth to destroy the unique beauty at this time. For the first time, the emperor who had seen countless people was stunned.

"Zhou Zizhen, add [-] to the favorability, and the current favorability is [-]"

In fact, conquering the emperor, then grasping the emperor's heart, and letting his son ascend the throne, isn't it considered a mission completed? Why bother to restore that weak and weak state of Zang? ?Song Jiajia pouted helplessly.

The room is filled with smoke, and white teeth and claws are flying in the air, exaggerating the silent atmosphere in the room. The windows are blown open by the breeze, which pours into the inner room, and the wick is blown by the wind. In light and shadow.King Zhou turned his back slightly, not looking at the woman on the chair anymore.The woman on the chair still sat there with her back straight, like a luxurious jade statue, neither of them said a word.

The night was getting darker and thicker, and it was almost midnight when the cold wind blew in from the window and poured into the skirt of the clothes. The woman on the chair shivered involuntarily, and the emperor's hand paused slightly, Turning his head slightly to observe her expression, he frowned, walked to the window, and closed the window that was blown by the wind.The emperor standing by the window lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.
After a while, he raised his head and met the sincere eyes of the woman in front of him, looking at him expectantly, his brows and eyes became more and more wrinkled, and his hawk-like eyes began to scan the woman, with a hint of suspicion color opening

"Why is it named Xuemei?" The man frowned, and returned to the desk, tapping the desk slightly with his slender fingers, boom.Boom.Boom, in this silent night, the small voice was amplified by the boundless silence.The rhythmic sound made the atmosphere more and more strange.

"Plum blossoms are like snow, and snow is like plum blossoms. Both likeness and dislike are amazing. My father hopes that I will not be shackled by the world, just like plum blossoms. I don't compete with flowers in summer, but choose to be with snow alone." Ignoring the probing look in the man's eyes, the soft voice spoke slowly in a cold tone, lowered his head, glanced at the emperor with his back on his back, and spoke slowly.Emperor, huh, there will never be the word trust.

"Meixu is less white than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum. Compared with pure white snow, I actually love plum more. I love plum's character, love plum's specialness, and love its unyielding. It has its own Dignity." The woman's voice became more determined.

"Own dignity? Heh. Do you think you will have your own dignity after entering this court?" The man suddenly turned his head, his brows and eyes seemed to miss his old friend, and then he smiled mockingly, with a sad expression in his smile His expression became more and more distressing.

"Don't you know? Once you enter the palace gate, it's as deep as the sea... No one can escape this shackle, even if it's me." The man muttered to himself, and it seemed that it reminded people of some sad past events at night. The secrets that have never been known to outsiders, those female voices that start to make noise at night.

In the luxurious palace, what is buried are dead bones, beautiful women and dead bones.

(End of this chapter)