Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

Liao Shijun rushed to Luojing City in a hurry, and it happened to snow on that day. Seeing that Luo Jing's tall city wall was close at hand, Liao Shijun didn't intend to stop taking shelter from the wind and snow. He still took his servants to ride a horse against the wind and snow, preparing to arrive in a hurry. A dozen horses whizzed across the official road like a whirlwind, turning the snow on the official road into a piece of mud.

When he got close to the city wall, Shijun Liao first stopped the horse, turned over and got off the horse. Just as he was about to take out a document to prove his identity, a blue-clothed **** greeted him with someone and asked with a smile, "But Shijun Liao?"

Shijun Liao was surprised, and nodded calmly, "Exactly, I don't know who the **** is...?"

After confirming his identity, the **** smiled more graciously, and said with a cautious attitude: "The slave is served by your Majesty's side. Because he knows that Mr. Liao will arrive in Beijing in the near future, the slave has been waiting here for a few days, but he is finally waiting. Arrived at Liao Shijun. Hexia is far away from Luo Jing. It is really hard for Liao Shijun to come all the way. It is windy here. Please, Liao Shijun, please go to the carriage for a cup of hot tea and rest. Go into the palace."

Liao Shijun was introduced into Luojing City by him, and the guards who guarded the gate let him go without even reading their entry documents. Although the **** in front of him smiled amiably and had a gentle attitude, Liao Shijun still had doubts in his heart. He still doesn't know why his Majesty called him to Luojing. He thought of Luojing and asked his old knowledge in Jingzhong. One or two, whoever wants to meet this **** as soon as he arrives, immediately takes him into the palace.

Why is it so urgent?

The more Liao Shijun thought about it, the more worried he became. He could not help quietly questioning the eunuch. The **** just laughed: "Your Majesty’s mind, how can the slave know, but Liao Shijun can relax and see that it will not be a bad thing. The noble concubine in the middle has won the holy favorite, and he can't say that he can only miss you, and his majesty will call you to come."

Shijun Liao: It's unlikely that this is a trivial matter, there must be other more important reasons!

His daughter knows that she is actually too lazy in her bones. A family girl needs to learn the talents. She will let go of all the talents she has learned. She doesn't want to spend that effort to do better. Apart from looking good, there is really nothing worthwhile. Mention the advantages. He heard that the beauties in the palace are not only good-looking, but also deep in their minds. There is also a murderous emperor. How can he think that his daughter is now in dire straits? What other people say is that Concubine Liao has won the holy favor. Half unbelieving and half worrying. I don't know how many crimes my daughter has suffered during this period. I want to live well in that palace, I am afraid that I will become completely unrecognizable.

The more I thought about it, the more heartbroken Liao Shijun became. I don't know what a haggard daughter I will see if I go.

On the way to Miyagi, I passed Duanzhai. Liao Shijun was surprised to find that a white lantern was hung in front of the Duan's house. If an ordinary person died, in this kind of big family, the white lantern would not be eligible to hang it. It must be a person with identity in the Duan family who died.

"I don't know who passed away in the old lady Fu's mansion?"

The **** put on an expression of pity and regret at the right time, "It is the second son of Taifu Duan. He died of a sudden illness a few days ago. Taifu Duan, a white-haired man who sent him to a black-haired man, was sad and could not afford to be ill. He has been recuperating at home. , Even North Korea and China have no intention of taking care of it."

Liao Shijun and this old lady Duan didn't know each other. A big family like the Duan family lived in Luojing for generations. Unlike the Liao family, which was just a family over the river under the river, they basically didn't know each other-mainly because they didn't like them. So Shijun Liao just followed with a sigh, and didn't care too much.

After entering the palace, a purple-clothed **** came to entertain him. He looked higher, but his attitude was more enthusiastic.

"Shijun Liao is here, and the imperial concubine is looking forward to you. I have asked it several times! Let's meet the imperial concubine now."

Liao Shijun hesitated, "Do I need to visit your Majesty first?"

The **** smiled and said: "No need, your majesty has ordered, if you arrive, just go to see the concubine first."

Although this was a bit unruly, since the emperor had said so, Liao Shijun had to go and meet his daughter first. He was really worried, and he followed the **** in a restless mood, not paying too much attention to where the **** had led him, and waited until the **** stopped and stood in front of a temple door and arched his hand at him, Liao So Jun only reacted and looked at the palace gate.

"This...this seems to be the inner hall where your Majesty resides?" Liao Shijun wondered, isn't his daughter wanting to see him, why didn't he take him to the concubine's residence, instead he went to the inner hall where his majesty sleeps and rests?

The **** continued to explain with a smile: "Liao Shijun does not have to doubt, the imperial concubine is waiting for you in the hall."

It would be useless to ask more questions. Liao Shijun raised his foot and walked into the hall, and saw the maidservants saluting one by one, leading him to the couch.

Shijun Liao: "..."

Most of Liao Tingyan was slumped on the couch, almost buried in a fox fur cushion. He stepped on a strange-looking heater under his feet, covered with a soft brocade, and his posture was very casual and unconventional. If it weren't for the various snacks and fruits on the side table, the daughter's face was so good that Liao Shijun would think she was paralyzed in this position, so she could not get up when she lay there.

However, at the same time he remembered a certain rumor, his eyes aimed at his daughter's lower abdomen, and he asked her in a complicated mood, "Is the concubine pregnant?" That's why he looked like a baby.

Liao Tingyan was paralyzed there and squinted. When he heard that his father had arrived, he became more energetic. He just got up from the couch and hadn't asked him about the situation. He was slammed down by his father and fell silent.

Why is this rumor spreading more and more widely, will anyone care about it?

"Ah, father don't listen to the rumors outside, the daughter is not pregnant." Liao Tingyan solemnly refuted the rumors, and then asked someone to bring in the cushioned small table, "Father sit down and talk."

"How good is my father these days? I must have worked hard all the way, I look thin." Liao Tingyan still cared about Liao Shijun, who had been his father for several years, and kept asking with concern.

Liao Shijun answered one by one, and wanted to greet her a few words, but looking at her obviously fattening face, he felt unable to speak. Generally speaking, he should say something like "You have also lost weight." What he has always imagined on the way is the sad scene of the father and daughter saying these things after meeting his daughter, but now he really sees people Now, he can't say this without conscience.

He has to admit that his daughter may be doing well, because his daughter, who hasn't put on weight for so many years, has been in the palace for a year, and the whole body is visible to the naked eye.

"Father, would you like some candied fruit? It's delicious. A tribute from the south a while ago, let people make candied fruit."

Liao Tingyan spoke, and the waitress who installed the vase on the side brought the fruit to Liao Shijun's front. Looking at the food in her hand, Liao Shijun really had a headache: "Noble concubine, do you treat guests like this on weekdays?"

Liao Tingyan heard the disapproval in his father's tone and asked him doubtfully: "Father doesn't like to eat preserved fruits?" Obviously, he liked to eat these preserved fruits most in winter.

Shijun Liao: It's not about preserved fruits at all!

He looked at his daughter worriedly: "You knew some rules when you were at home. How come you are in the palace now that you are not fit. Although I am your father, but now my identity is different, you shouldn't sit on the couch like this and talk. Isn't it a hindrance to your prestige?"

Yes, although my daughter used to be lazy when she was at home, she knew that she would sit up and eat, and she would sit up when she saw guests, but now it’s good to eat on the couch in winter. This is the emperor’s inner palace! The emperor will come in at any time. If you see her unruly, what can you do if you don't like her!

The old father broke his heart.

Liao Tingyan hadn't noticed what was wrong with his behavior for a while, but it took a long time to react, and he whispered at Yaoshou. She really didn't pay attention. During this time, she was paralyzed here most of the time. Sima Jiao often paralyzed with her. No one dared to say that she was wrong, she got used to it. And she doesn't need to treat guests. You must know that she is basically living in Sima Jiao's inner hall, and anyone who dares to come to her as a guest, this place is completely reduced to her territory, of course it is whatever she wants.

This person Sima Jiao is really, and it is easy to lead people bad. Liao Tingyan condemned Sima for acting like a baby without any psychological pressure, but the person still slumped on the couch and motionless, "Father rest assured, your majesty personally spoke to me like this."

As soon as these words came out, Liao Shijun could only swallow back no matter how much he disagrees. What else could he do, he couldn't condemn the emperor. His daughter is now a noble concubine, and he can't say much about this kind of thing.

The old father's inexplicable daughter found a backer, and he couldn't control her, he could only see her lawless sadness.

Liao Tingyan touched her nose and felt that her father must be forcing something in her heart again. She saw his worries, so she comforted him, "Father, you don't need to worry about me. You see that I am doing well now. Your Majesty treats me well. It's a pet."

After the last big secret incident, whether it was Liao Tingyan or Sima Jiao, they were more relaxed to get along. For example, Liao Tingyan is now lazy, at least she would not eat in Sima Jiao's bed before. It was all because Sima Jiao had no bottom line to obey, and she was about to put her up.

Liao Shijun did not feel relieved after hearing what his daughter said, on the contrary he was even more worried. He thought of the beauties in the past who said it was a disaster. They were actually poor women who were lucky enough to be favored by the emperor. But once something happened, they became the source of all tragedies, and they were scolded, as if the country was destroyed only because of That little girl.

He really didn't want his daughter to end up like this. If he could, he would rather his daughter be just an ordinary beauty in this harem, and life would be flat and stable.

Emperor Sima Jiao's temperament is capricious. Today's petting is only a momentary one. How long can it last? If your majesty no longer pets his daughter, how will the daughter deal with it?

Liao Tingyan: Dad is making up something again, his eyebrows are frowning.

"Father, you really don't have to worry too much, just live your own life...you have been busy with government affairs these years, and you haven't asked for more concubines. Now that your daughter has a destination, you don't need to worry about it. Why not remarry your father? It's good to have another younger brother and sister Chenghuan's knees. Or is it just that my father just didn't meet a satisfied girl?" Liao Tingyan asked tentatively.

As soon as her words fell, Sima Jiao’s voice came from outside the curtain. He brought two eunuchs from the front hall. He thought he heard Liao Tingyan’s words, and said casually: "If you are not satisfied under the river, it is better to go to Luojing to choose. A few beauties were brought back, and there were a few good-looking people in the lonely harem, I didn't know that Liao Shijun couldn't see it."

Liao Tingyan: "..." Are you serious? ! ! Do you really want your little wife to be my stepmother?

Liao Shijun: "..." This majesty is really as rumored...being unruly.

The emperor can go crazy, but the courtiers can't go crazy together. Liao Shijun stood up and saluted with a serious face, "Leader Liao Jin goes out, to see your majesty, the minister dare not."

Liao Tingyan also called out Your Majesty. She was going to be paralyzed and motionless as before, but receiving the look of the old father's eyes, she still slowly prepared to get up and salute. Before she straightened up, Sima Jiao strode to the side of the couch and pushed her back.

"It's so cold outside. Why do you get up? Lie down."

Liao Tingyan lay down and took out the stove from under the quilt and gave it to Sima Jiao. He also pulled up a corner of the quilt to give him a leg.

Sima Jiao grabbed the furnace and looked at Liao Shijun, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You can't bully the lonely concubine."

Liao Shijun:? ? ?

That seems to be his daughter, right? Did he not do anything rude?

Sima Jiao was shocked when he saw him, not knowing where he was wrong, raised his eyebrows and stared at him: "You didn't force her to get up, who allowed you to force her." Just now Liao Tingyan and Liao Shijun said. With a glance, and the gesture of Liao Tingyan getting up and preparing to salute, Sima Jiao guessed that Liao Shijun must have said something before he came. It was nothing more than a rule or something. Sima Jiao could think of it without his mind. People are really the same nosy.

Liao Tingyan poke Sima Jiao on the back with his fingers.

O ancestor! That's my dad! Do you think everyone is just like you?

The author has something to say: What is the experience of being an emperor’s son-in-law?

——Thanks for the invitation, because he wanted to slap that **** to death and didn't dare to do it. Who said he was the king of heaven, hehe.