Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

In the hall, singing, dancing and wind music are lively.

The ministers drank and chatted.

Tuoba Yu talked to his highness Jia Zhen and ye Qixian from time to time, but Feng Mou always glanced at the door of the hall intentionally or unintentionally.

The corner of his eye inadvertently led the crowd, but he stopped at Lian Qing's side for a moment.

I don't know when there was another person around him, Wen Xinlan.

Xu is aware of his sight.

Wen Xinlan's mouth was slightly hooked and looked up at him. He felt calm and quiet.

Her appearance made Tuoba Yu sink the corners of her mouth.

He glanced quietly at Tuoba Rui.

Tuoba Rui frowned slightly and looked at Wen Xinlan.

Although Lian Qing has a beauty on his side, he can see eight roads. Look at their little eyes at the bottom of their eyes.

The scar on his left face twitched a few times and stared at Wen Xinlan.

Wen Xinlan took back her sight from Tuoba Yu, looked at Lian Qing and smiled softly. With a thin white finger, she lifted the golden pot in front of him, poured him a glass of wine, sent the glass to him, and smiled at him, "Lian..."

Lian Qing arrogantly picked his eyebrow, took it, but didn't drink it. He looked at her carefully, "you're a little different today."

Wen Xinlan looked at the wine in his hand and slightly bowed his head, "what's different?"

"It's different everywhere!" Lian Qing said, holding her hand.

Wen Xinlan's face changed slightly. The conditioned reflex looked at the man in the hall, but he didn't look at her at all,

The wrist earned a little, but I didn't want his strength to increase.

Wen Xinlan frowned and looked at him, "even, you hurt me."

"Ha......" Lian Qing smiled, leaned over and breathed in her ear, "I like your delicate appearance, ha ha......"

When he finished speaking presumptuously, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

His laughter was as wild as his people.

It attracted people to pay attention to him, especially the Empress Dowager in the temple.

The Empress Dowager stared at him with a thousand twists and turns in her heart. A variety of emotions flashed through her eyes, including disgust, anger, and... A trace of shame.

But soon, he was led by Wen Xinlan on his side.

The corners of her mouth showed a warm smile and was about to call her.

The emperor, who didn't want to sit in the middle of the Dragon seat, stood up, quickly bypassed the long case and walked down to his highness.

The Empress Dowager and other ministers were surprised and their eyes gathered on an emperor.

But soon, he was caught by the two bright red scenery that suddenly appeared at the door of the hall.

The woman's bright red robe is luxurious, beautiful and noble, which outlines her exquisite body in a concave convex and elegant way.

And her long silk was not pulled up to her waist and hips, especially the gold hairpin on her hair and the gold silk pattern on her running outside

Everyone took a breath.

Just because the pattern on the gold hairpin and robe is a dancing noble Phoenix.

The little boy standing on her side was also dressed in red, holding his small but already seen British and American face ruddy and shiny, but his two thick eyebrows were slightly hooked, and his long and narrow Phoenix eyes stared at the Empress Dowager in the hall without blinking, and his eyes were alert.

A big one and a small one appeared in the eyes of everyone without warning, but it was dazzling enough and guessing enough.

In particular, a certain emperor had gently held the woman's hand and walked slowly to the Dragon seat.

Just as the three of them stepped on the red carpet ladder leading to the high seat, the minister exclaimed, "Queen Zhaoren..."

"Hiss ~" the ministers were more and more frightened, and their eyes almost stared out, forgetting to blink.

The expression on the face of the Empress Dowager is not wonderful.

White and green, green and red, and finally directly from red to dark black.

The dull pupils of nitrate stared at Shen Zhiqiao, looked down from the head, and his eyes became darker and darker. Finally, he put his eyes on Lian Yu.

At one glance, she stood up from her seat.

He was still holding green grass in his hand. At the moment, he held her tightly and didn't shake at all.

When Qinghe saw Shen Zhiqiao and Lian Yu, he was already restless.

Earn a small body to go down.

The Empress Dowager was afraid of falling her, but she was put down.

Qinghe ran over with Xiaobai in his arms. His clear eyes were bright and crisply shouted to her, "master, you are so beautiful!"

Shen Zhiqiao was surprised to see the Empress Dowager stand up from his seat and his heart trembled. At this time, listening to the sweet and waxy voice of the little girl, he immediately smiled at the corners of his mouth and reciprocated, "the green grass is also very good-looking."

Qinghe smiles shyly and hides beside Tuoba Yu.

Tuoba Yu looked at Shen Zhiqiao and Lian Yu, and then at Qinghe. His heart was full of strange feelings. It was a feeling similar to happiness from the bottom of his heart.

The thin lip flap could not help but spread an arc, looked up and gently looked at the Empress Dowager. His eyes were light and soft, and did not reserve the slightest to convey his satisfaction to her through his eyes.

The Empress Dowager trembled slightly. As soon as she grasped mammy Su's hand, she stared at Lian Yu with complex eyes.

I just feel the forehead, Phoenix eyes, thin red mouth and beautiful face together, as if I saw the touch of an emperor when he was young

Enduring the surprise that suddenly poured into the throat, the Empress Dowager looked at Tuoba Yu, but didn't want to put his warm and hopeful eyes into the bottom of his eyes.

A soft place in my heart seemed to be gently touched by a pair of small hands. The Empress Dowager's eyebrows were tight, and her wriggling lips couldn't say a word.

Tuoba Yu saw this, and Feng's eyes flashed lightly. He led Shen Zhiqiao and turned to face the ministers.

The cheek is a tenderness that no one has ever seen.

Shen Zhiqiao looked down from the hall and was stared at by a large number of people in the hall. He was a little uncomfortable, and the sweat of his palm came out again.

The left and right hands were held by a pair of big hands and a pair of small hands.

Like two clear springs, pouring in her heart.

The pure and beautiful face smiled with relief. The beautiful eyes looked at the tall and handsome man with a side shape, and the recognition of washing ran from the bottom of his eyes.

Tuoba Yu saw that his right eyebrow was tall, and his expression was that kind of arrogance that was joking and not beating, but his Phoenix eyes were affectionate and thick.

Shen Zhiqiao stared at him coyly, but his cheeks were red, like the most beautiful and red cherry. It was so tender that people wanted to bite.

Tuoba Yu's pupil was dark and his throat slipped slightly.

He thought that if he didn't have important things to do next, he would take a bite on her red and tender face whether the Minister of civil and military affairs was there or not.

In the hall, Lang was full of love and concubine, with a gesture of envy to others.

Wen Xinlan's mouth was slightly cold and her eyes closed slightly. She looked at the golden pot on the table again, hid the resentment on her face one by one, twisted the golden pot with her fingers, led out the wine and sent it to Lian Qing.

Lian Qing looked at her thoughtfully and saw the change of her mood at the bottom of his eyes.

I was slightly surprised.

Now the scene is clear at a glance what a certain emperor wants to do.

But she pretended that she didn't care at all. She still made friends with him, a man she didn't like. From the bottom of her heart, he felt that today's Wen Xinlan was very abnormal.

Thick eyebrows jumped.

Does she change her mind now and treat him

As soon as the idea came up, he stubbornly rejected it.

Other women may retreat in the face of difficulties, but she is Wen Xinlan, so she won't give up easily.

Rhombic lips laugh at themselves, perhaps to alleviate the stuffy heart.

He picked up his glass and drank it with his head up.

In fact, when she poured one, he drank one.

Tuoba Rui stared at a family of four in the hall, and the lingering astringency was divided again.

There is always a thorn stuck in his heart, which always stabbed his heart intentionally or unintentionally.

It won't hurt unbearably, but it can't be ignored by him.

Bitterly, he took the lip flap and poured wine directly into his mouth with a golden pot.

It is the wild nature that he should not have given outsiders the image of always gentle and elegant.

Ye Qingqing looked at the transparent liquid falling from the corner of his white mouth. His heart ached, but he could only shut up, because he knew that no matter what she said, he would not appreciate it.

Song Shilian sighed in his heart. Looking at the scene on the hall, he couldn't help but float a sleeping shadow in his mind. He thought he should tell her this picture.

Song Shilian is an activist and somewhat unrestrained. When thinking about it, he got up and left the golden hall.

Nanjue frowned when she saw that song Shilian was really more and more unrestrained.

At this time, the voice of an emperor Cilang came from the temple in time.

"The third happy event I just want to announce with all the ministers..." he said, slightly clenching Shen Zhiqiao's hand, "is my queen Zhaoren..."