Chapter 557 Her Majesty's Conspiracy Against the Prime Minister (38)

Although the man didn't speak, the female general also knew that she had crossed the line.

But what can be done?

The late emperor disappeared, and in the entire palace, except for them who followed the men early in the morning, there was no one who could satisfy a man.

She only overstepped like this, and only advised the king to take care of his health.

It's just that, looking at the man's appearance, he is clearly deeply in love with the late emperor...

Princess Zhaoping's request may not be fulfilled.

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as predicted.

The female general was waiting outside the upper study room, and vaguely saw Princess Zhaoping, as if Chao Yue was hugging the man.

The man in the black robe was no longer the original prime minister.

The female general vaguely saw that Princess Zhaoping was immediately pushed away by the man in disgust.

The woman staggered and bumped into the desk beside her, hurting her waist.

"Come here! Monarch Zhaoping is exhausted, so he sent a palace chariot to take her back to another courtyard in the capital so that she can rest."

A man's voice came faintly from the upper study.

The female general will go immediately.

Princess Zhaoping and Xiandi are cousins, they have three points of similarity in eyebrows and eyes, they are both phoenix eyes, and they look beautiful.

However, after coming out of the upper study room, Princess Zhaoping's face was gloomy, and her thin and narrow cheekbones showed meanness.

At this time, the female general saw some differences between the two.

The first emperor...

That willful and arrogant temperament, from childhood to adulthood, cherishes her feathers the most.

Even though she was imprisoned in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the female general had never seen her show any gloomy or fierce expression, she was really a very free and easy woman.

With such a woman in front of him, how could the princess Zhaoping get into the eyes of the king?

If the first emperor was still alive, perhaps the king would carefully consider political gains and losses.

But now, the late emperor is missing, the king is so gloomy, he is going crazy, how can he care whether Princess Zhaoning is happy or not?

*

At sunset, Xia Ling finally arrived at her destination.

The hometown of female general Linlang.

Although he is an extremely general, Lin Lang has been lonely since he was a child, and he has no relatives in his hometown.

There is a small villa under her name, which she originally bought, and she wanted to wait for her to return home and stay here for the elderly.

Unexpectedly, this villa came in handy in advance.

There is a distance between this small villa and the village at the foot of the mountain, and the folk customs are simple.

Xia Ling was going to give birth here, so Lin Lang and several female generals settled down here, rested for a night, and then began to arrange all the affairs in the villa.

As for Xia Ling, when he came out of the capital, he had already prepared enough bank notes.

Keep them safe and secure.

*

And when Xia Ling was resting.

In the palace, Ji Wenyuan was sitting in the empty Hall of Mental Cultivation, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He was dressed in a black robe, sitting in the vermilion palace under the cold moonlight.

The surrounding veils are still the bright red color, this color is like the night he was in Chunlu Palace...

It's just that, without one person, the whole palace seemed to lose its vitality.

The man holds a letter in his hand.

He was so strong that the letter paper was crumpled by him.

But soon, he came back to his senses.

Flatten the letter paper, but the bottom of the eyes are still dark and obscure.

To be an emperor, he thought that what he wanted most was the feeling of being in command of other people's fate.

However, there was only one person missing, and the palace became empty, making Ji Wenyuan feel irritable and gloomy all day long.

From time to time, courtiers asked to see him, but Ji Wenyuan didn't have the slightest intention to deal with it.

He sat in this Hall of Mental Cultivation and stayed alone all afternoon.