It's Hard to be a Queen

With his eyes narrowed and chilly, Emperor Fanyang was like a devil at this time. No one could hurt lian'er, no one could.

"Wang, maybe it's not a hundred Li city."

In Hongmei's words, it's obvious that lian'er's ability to attract wind is too strong. As a city of a hundred Li, an emperor Shitian, and a Pei Wuyang, Wang's competitors are all very strong.

Several people all understand what the red charm's words mean, but they dare not speak up with their own master.

"Is there a way to crack it?"

Emperor Fan Yang half on the soft pillow, forced to endure a cough, drank a sip of tea, looking at the river.

Jianghai shakes his head. "The poison of royal family in southern Xinjiang is too mysterious, and it will never be spread abroad. However, the poison on lian'er girl is not all disadvantages. The people who use it should be for some purpose of protection."

"What do you mean, even if you don't like that girl, I always despise such a mean thing as poisoning."

Sima Qiankun didn't cut his lips. Although he didn't like the stinky girl of lian'er, the Ming people didn't do secret things.

"It means that although the poison can't be cracked, it won't be fatal."

Red charm once said, people also understand what it means.

"Fanyang, I made the congee, very fragrant!"

Holding the bowl, lian'er looks at Sima Qiankun, Hongmei and Jianghai in the room. A smiling face immediately gets cold.

"You can't solve some problems by yourself. Don't you see that your master is ill. You don't understand anything. How can you be a leader? Don't know how to eat your money and worry about you."

After a long talk, lian'er no longer has to look at the three people in front of her. She carries a bowl to di Fanyang and kicks Sima Qiankun aside.

"Make room."

"You..."

Originally, he intended to get angry with lian'er. His powerful general was bullied by this smelly girl. Naturally, his face was not easy. But when he saw his master's eyes, Sima Qiankun withered.

"You are cruel."

Bite hard, Sima Qiankun said in a low voice.

"How, bite me, you can bite me to death."

Obviously, if you can't get on with Sima Qiankun, lian'er doesn't have to face Sima Qiankun. She looks at Hongmei and Jianghai in her eyes, indicating that she is not convinced. You should come too.

Red charm coldly looked at Lotus son, turned around and left. And Jianghai is like the smile of spring breeze, see the lotus hair all over the body. Jiang Hai drags Sima Qiankun with an angry face and leaves the room.

"What are they doing at this time?"

Gently shook a spoonful of clear porridge, lotus son blow cool just sent to Emperor Fan Yang mouth "open mouth, careful scalding."

Emperor Fan Yang opened his mouth and ate the congee that lian'er had personally fed. A warm feeling came to his heart.

"Don't lianer like them?"

"No, arrogant men are like pigs, no brains."

"Then I will have them killed. As long as Lian Er is happy. "

With a smile on his face, he was very serious in his eyes. It seemed that with a word from lian'er, Emperor Fanyang could kill all the people in the world.

A cold feeling hit my heart. Lian'er said with a smile, "I'm just joking, ha ha."

A bowl of clear porridge quickly bottomed out. Lian'er put the bowl aside and picked up the brocade to wipe the stain on the corner of emperor fan's mouth.

"Lianer, it's hard for you."

"It's OK. Pei Wuyang Ha ha! Go to sleep. I'll be right by your side. "

With a flash of sadness, lian'er gets up and takes the quilt to cover emperor Fan Yang.

The beautiful hair brushed the emperor Fan Yang's Junyan, and the smell of fragrance changed his mind. Can't help but want to stretch out a hand to embrace lotus son in the arms, but emperor Fan Yang knows, now is not the time.

Forced to resist the impulse, Emperor Fan Yang lay on the bed, gently holding lian'er's hand, "lian'er, you still have me."

"Well, sleep! Good night. "

With a smile, the smile continued to be empty. Lian'er quietly stood by Di Fan Yang until he closed his eyes.

The next day, the whole Wangjing was covered with snow all night, and the white world was full of fresh flavor.

In the early morning after the snow, the sun shines through the clouds on the snow world, a dazzling white.

Push open the window to let in fresh air. Lian'er holds the tea cup, asks about the fragrance of the tea, and looks at the snow outside the window.

"I don't know if there is Merlin in Chuanyuan?"

"Lianer will have everything she wants."

Standing behind lian'er, Emperor Fanyang puts his cloak on lian'er with a face of doting love.

Lian'er turns back and looks at di Fan Yang, and reproaches, "how did you get up? The doctor doesn't say you want to be quiet."

Holding out his hand, he wanted to take emperor Fan Yang back to bed to rest, but his hands were tightly held by Emperor Fan Yang.

A warm flow to the whole body, but along with this warmth, deep in my heart a deep miss of Pei Wuyang, let lian'er eyes a deep sense of sadness."Lian'er, if you want to go back to China, I'll take you back when I'm well."

Looking at the man in front of her, Lian Er smiles.

"Before I go back to China, I will go to Pei Wuyang first, whether he is alive or dead."

The tone is so firm, no matter whether Pei Wuyang is alive or dead, she wants to look for it.

"Well, I'll be with you."

Her hand is still tightly covered. Although lian'er wants to take it away from di Fan Yang's hand, she sees the tenderness in di Fan Yang's eyes. Lian'er seems to see Pei Wuyang through the warmth.

"Wang, something happened to Zhuoyang."

While lian'er is talking to Emperor Fanyang, Sima Qiankun, who is loud, rushes into the room with a worried face.

"Wang, Emperor Shitian, the stinky boy, and some of the other thirteen kings from Sichuan, want to hold the conference ahead of time."

Sima Qiankun wished that the emperor Shitian had eaten it. However, when the king was seriously injured, he held a meeting of the thirteen kings, which was obvious. "Why are you here? You want to eavesdrop on our military secrets. "

Sima Qiankun noticed the lotus son behind the emperor Fan Yang, and the anxious look in his eyes turned into a guard.

"Fanyang, how did this guy live to this day?"

With black lines on her face, lian'er stares at Sima Qiankun, turns around and walks outside the house, "I'm going to enjoy the snow."

"No, lian'er is here."

When lian'er leaves, di Fanyang grabs lian'er's wrist and says, "for you, I won't hide anything."

Holding on tightly to lian'er's wrist, Emperor Fanyang turned his eyes and looked at Sima Qiankun. "Call them over."

"Yes, Wang."

From time to time, Hongmei Jianghai and other cronies all arrive. Lian'er sits on the chair with hot tea in her hand and looks out the window, while di Fanyang and others are talking about Zhuoyang in the inner room.

"Wang, if you don't get chided at the provincial capital of the thirteen kings of Sichuan this year, I think the emperor will be more rampant in the future."

River sea eyebrows with a trace of sadness, the line of sight a turn, looking at the window to drink tea and enjoy the snow lotus.

And Emperor Fan Yang also understood the meaning of Jiang Hai's heart, but this matter has nothing to do with lian'er. Even if it is related, he will cut off all kinds of tangles.

"We'll leave for Zhuoyang tomorrow."

"No way."

Before everyone spoke, lian'er was the first to object. Now the emperor Fanyang has been injured. Although he has been immersed in medicine bath for a few days, he can't stand the long journey.

"Your body can't stand such a long time of turbulence."

When she says her reason, lian'er looks at the complicated look in everyone's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Emperor Fanyang called himself the king in front of the people, but in front of lotus, he was always my self proclaimed.

Looking at lian'er gently, di Fanyang easily catches the worry of lian'er.

"But..."

"Don't worry about lianer. This king's return to Zhuoyang is not only because the emperor Shitian is aggressive, but also because of the tens of thousands of people under the jurisdiction of Fanlian."

Emperor Fan Yang a word, let lotus son sink a voice, yes! Thousands of people are always the foundation of the country. As a king, he should be careful and benefit the people.

After biting her teeth and looking at di Fan Yang, lian'er seems to be thinking about something in general.

However, di Fanyang did not urge lian'er. He knew that lian'er fairy a was struggling with his thoughts, whether to return to Zhuoyang or to China with him.

However, it was clear that he had won.

"OK, but I will follow you to Zhuoyang until your injury is healed."

Lian'er can't let go of the injured emperor Fanyang. She will do something about Wuyang. It's just that in front of her eyes, di Fanyang's injury is very important.

A touch of pain flashed through her heart. Whenever she thought of Pei Wuyang, lian'er felt a lack of harbor.

After discussion, Wangjing was left to his trusted guards, and the rest returned to the capital of Fanlian, Zhuoyang.

The next day, lianer got up early, packed up her package, and got on the carriage of emperor Fanyang. A group of people set out towards Zhuoyang.

Along the way, the snow extended, almost invisible.

With the cold wind blowing, lian'er takes a fox fur coat and covers it on di Fanyang. Although it is a long journey, di Fanyang must bathe in medicine three times a day, otherwise the wound in his body can not be cured.

Inside the huge carriage, the surrounding is tightly sealed. Emperor Fanyang, with his upper body bare, sits in the bath bucket and looks at the lotus with a smile.

"Lian'er, it's been a long time for you."

With a faint smile, lianer stretched out her hand and tried the water temperature. The temperature was just right.

Take brocade handkerchief, wipe the water drop on the forehead of emperor Fan Yang, "if there was no you on that day, I'm afraid I will not live to now safely."

"I will do anything for you, even if I kill in the whole world."

"Ha ha."

Lian'er just laughed and didn't say too much because she didn't know how to answer.

Although her EQ is not high, she is not stupid. Di Fan Yang for her feelings, she knows, but Wuyang in his heart has occupied the position.One's heart is too small for others.

"Lian'er, I'll wait slowly."

He held out his big hand and gently held lotus'er's small reception. The heat of the water temperature ran from di Fan Yang's palm to lian'er's palm.

Taking out her hand, lian'er wipes the water drops on di Fan Yang's face with a brocade handkerchief, concealing her embarrassment.

"I don't want to be a Baosi."

Half joking and half serious, lian'er's eyes dodged.

Knowing that things can't be done in a hurry, Emperor fan has a yardstick in his heart. The tender love in the eyes can melt the iceberg. Looking at the woman in front of her, she is no longer aggressive.

"Who is Bao Si?"

"It's a story my mother told me. A king in ancient times, for the sake of the beauty of the world, gave me a smile, played war games, and even destroyed the country."

This is a story told by their mother to the three brothers and sisters when they were young. I still remember that she envied the woman named Baosi foolishly at that time. However, lian'er knows that the story is the story, and what's more, she is the heartless emperor.

"If I were, I would also be a warlord for bolian'er."

Looking at lian'er quietly, di Fanyang no longer creates an atmosphere all the time. It's a pity

"Ah! The water is cold. I'll change it for you