The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 725 Crazy Criticism of Beauty to Take Villain Script 55

  The imperial study was silent for a long time. Emperor Liang raised his head, stared at her, and settled on Su Qing'an's eyebrows: "Sit down."

   "Thank you, Father Huang." Su Qingan pursed her lips and smiled, her Liuli eyes warm and clean.

   Among these children, Su Qingan is the one who looks the most like him, not only in face, but also in temperament. Emperor Liang always likes to see Su Qingan at this time, just like seeing himself.

  Because of this, he rarely got angry with Su Qingan.

   "Grow up." Emperor Liang sighed.

   "When I was a child, I always looked forward to sharing my worries for the father and the emperor. Now it is finally possible, and I am happy."

   "Growing up is not necessarily a good thing."

   "People always have to grow up, isn't the royal father happy?"

   "Come here." Emperor Liang raised his eyebrows, "Give me some ink research."

"Yes."

  Su Qingan came over and stood in front of the table, ten green jade fingers grinding slowly, the skin was sickly white, the wrist bones were also very thin, and the movements were like running water.

   She glanced at it, Emperor Liang was reviewing the memorial, and there was also a pile of evidence presented by Gu Feibai.

  The handwriting on the evidence was written by her own hands, of course Su Qingan knew.

   She didn't look much, and concentrated on grinding.

   "Your Majesty!"

   "Your Majesty! Please let your brother go—"

   The miserable cries from outside came in.

  Su Qingan asked casually, "Has the father and the emperor not seen the mother?"

   Emperor Liang didn't lift his head: "Do you want me to see you?"

   "My son only wants to share the worries for the father and the emperor, and the rest is not something my son can control." Her voice was calm, "The father is a wise ruler, and he must have his own considerations, and he is also for the sake of the world."

  This flattery, Emperor Liang couldn't help laughing, and his sullen mood was swept away, especially when Su Qingan said this, the taste was right with him when he was young.

   It's like when I was a kid, flattering myself now.

   "You talk less and speak well. If Su Mohuan is like you, you don't have to worry about it."

   "Ah Huan is still young."

   Emperor Liang shook his head, said nothing, and put the memorial in front of Su Qing'an: "These old people can't say anything about business all day long, but now they're all nonsense."

   "My son doesn't dare to say that."

"If you want to look at it, there are still a few useful ones. There is a drought in the south of the Yangtze River in summer, and seven counties suffer. In the cold winter, the silver taels sent to the court for disaster relief, I don't know how many have entered the stomach of corrupt officials." Liang Di said casually. .

  Su Qingan thought for a while, and gave him advice very seriously. The words were cold and sharp, and he saw blood for a while, and then he said: "My son, I have a humble opinion, which made the father and emperor laugh."

   "You are wise." Emperor Liang said.

   There was no sound in the imperial study room for a long time before the second half of the emperor's words rang out.

   "The prince is the prince after all."

  Su Qingan understood what he meant, she lowered her eyes, her fine eyelashes covered the look in her eyes, and her voice was as usual; "The emperor has both ability and integrity."

  Erchen was not convinced.

   Emperor Liang finished approving the memorial. Seeing that she was still standing there, his mind moved slightly, and he raised his hand at her.

  Su Qingan approached suspiciously.

   The next second, the emperor's slender and thick palms fell on his head, and he rubbed her hair heavily, with thin calluses on his palms.

  The hands fell on the top of the head, like a calm and secure mountain.

  Su Qingan was slightly stiff, forgot to respond for a while, her fingertips curled up, and her eyelashes trembled in panic.

  To a certain extent, the more people who have never had love, the more they long for love, the more they fear love.

   "Little Nine..."

   When others call Su Qing'an, most of them are titled Zhao Yi, or have their first and last names, or call them Qingqing like Gu Feibai.

   Emperor Liang was the first person to call her that.

   He patted her on the head, and finally said nothing: "It's getting late, go back."

  Su Qingan took a step back: "My son retire."

   Emperor Liang looked at Su Qing'an's thin back with a complicated look, his eyes unpredictable.

  Unfortunately...it's a woman.

   Emperor Liang was the father of all children, but above all, he was the monarch of the whole world.

   All considerations come from Jiangshan community.

   "My son wants to ask the father for one thing."

   The sound came suddenly.

   When Su Qingan walked out, the slightly panicked look on her face gradually became calm.

   Her performance just now, Emperor Liang should be very satisfied.

   A child who is a little wise and lacks love, longing for a father's love.

   Maybe once really longed for it.

   But in the aimless dark years.

  No love can save her.

   Only you can save yourself.

  The queen knelt outside all night, begging to see the emperor, but in the end she didn't see the saint and fainted.

   Emperor Liang was determined. He didn't step into the harem during this period of time, and he ignored the arguments in the courtroom.

  Su Ziheng is now standing on the top of the peaks and waves. Everyone is watching Emperor Liang's attitude towards him. What is disappointing is that Emperor Liang can't see any changes on his face, and he is indifferent to everyone.

  Su Ziheng still didn't dare to relax, he was exhausted every day, and when he got home, he still saw Zhang Shuliang crying and weeping.

  The Zhang family was still exiled to the northwest.

   On the day he left, Su Ziheng didn't even dare to show his face, lest the sage be suspicious.

   He stood on the city wall and swore that he would make Gu Feibai and Su Qingan pay the price! eye for eye!

  What if the prime minister's mansion collapsed? As long as he made no mistakes, he is still the prince! No one can pull him off the throne!

   When he becomes emperor, he will let Su Qing's arrows pierce his heart, and Gu Fei's slashing with thousands of knives, so that the hatred in his heart can be relieved!

  Su Ziheng took a deep breath of the cold air, thinking of the Prime Minister's exhortation before leaving, there was an inexplicable light in his eyes.

   Prime Minister Zhang was wearing shackles and looked old. Finally, he turned his head and took a deep look at Jian'an City.

  He will be back!

   "Come on! You really think you are the former prime minister!" The soldier urged viciously, arrogant.

   Prime Minister Zhang lowered his head and let out a cracked laugh from his throat.

  As long as you are alive and alive, there is still a chance.

   As everyone knows, there is no more.

   Royal Palace.

   Water Moon Palace.

   "The prime minister's mansion has collapsed, the queen has fallen ill, and the crown prince can no longer go to court. What does this mean?"

  The fourth prince scratched his head and ate the roast duck: "What?"

   The imperial concubine patted the table: "It means that the prince is about to fall! You have hope to be the prince!!"

   pat.

   The fourth prince's roast duck fell to the ground.

   "My roast duck." The big man said sadly.

   "Eat, eat, eat!" The imperial concubine pinched his ears, her face turned grim with anger, "Everyone else is fighting for the throne, are you eating here alone and becoming a fat man?!"

   The fourth prince sighed: "Mother concubine, you don't understand, the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

   "What are you pretending to be with me?"

   "Just like now—" The fourth prince said inscrutable, "This land covets my roast duck."

  “…”

night.

   It was rare for Emperor Liang to step into the harem. There were not many concubines in the harem, and Emperor Liang was not a person who cared about sex. Every time he came to the harem, those concubines looked like they saw flesh, and their eyes glowed green.

  Since the incident at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Emperor Liang never went to the Queen's Palace again, and only visited the harem twice.

   And this time, it was surprising and not so surprising.

   (end of this chapter)