"Empress, have you heard the rumors in the palace?"

Early that morning, Bailian had just gotten up and Qingyu said such things.

She rubbed her eyes, and the long hair was still covered with the smell of last night, which was left by Duanmu Canglan.

He hadn't looked for her for many days since the Imperial Study Room. Han Xindie came here and said that it was inevitable that there would be floods, which implicated seven or eight places. The victims had no food or drink and wandered to peaceful places to sneak and rob them. They were in a mess for a while. Duanmu Canglan was busy with these things with his ministers.

And many things have been let go of this disaster for the time being.[

I haven't seen each other for a few days, but when Duanmu Canglan came last night, she did not look haggard. He would not give anyone this way. You can only see his physical condition from his eyes when he was not prepared.

He was not very prepared in front of Bailian now, so after he came, he lay on the bed, not in a hurry to do it, just lying down like that.

Bailian walked over and sat beside him, letting him pillow her legs, while he used his boned little hands to massage his head.

"Did you go to see Xuan Rui today?" He closed his eyes and enjoyed her service. Baili An nodded softly.

"I haven't been to see him for a long time. If I go again, I'm afraid he won't recognize me."

"How could it be? You are his father. You have been inseparable from blood and love. Even if you haven't seen each other for a few years, he will still get close to you when he meets you."

"He has grown up a lot, right?"

"No, I'll leave after I'm holding it."

"Where are you? We haven't met these days. Are you doing well?"

Bailian vaguely noticed what she was doing at this time, and he should be very clear about how she was doing, because there was a lily around her. He was a person who never talked nonsense. Even when he talked sweetly to her, he was trying harder to serve him. I suddenly asked this question today, and there must be a reason.

"What's so good? I've been thinking about you all day long, wondering if you have eaten well, have you had a good sleep, and those damn civil and military officials, have you bothered you a little less?"

He smiled a few times, opened his eyes, and saw her cute face on his head: "If one day, no one in the civil and military dared to speak, then I, the emperor, will be almost the right time."

He took her hand and she lay down beside him, locked in his arms, feeling the softness of his robe.

"We are becoming more and more like couples."

"Look at what you said, are we never husband and wife?"

"How can the emperor get a wife? He only has ministers. Whether it is the harem or the children, they are all his ministers, so he is lonely. But in An'er, I can feel warmth. A wife's simple love for her husband..."

Yes, emperors are always lonely, so they have been called lonely since ancient times. Duanmu Canglan is no exception. With so many women, how many of them just love him and care about him, and what about other purposes?

This was her initial plan. He was her king, but when there was no one, he was just his husband. She would act spoiled with him, lose her temper, tell him some family matters, and care about his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

But they are not ordinary couples after all. They have experienced too much hatred. How much can this warmth in front of them be? [

He will no longer mention her greed for vain, nor will he mention the shame of her losing her virginity to Duanmu Ruoze, but if he doesn't mention it, it doesn't mean he doesn't remember it.

He is a very cunning man.

Bailian gently folded his hair, sat down beside the bed, and asked lazily, "What did you hear?"

Early in the morning, Qingyu came to gossip? Although she loved gossip, she was not so urgent.

Sure enough, Qingyu frowned and said, "It's spread among the slaves, saying that the master of the harem is secretly meeting a man."

"Who is not afraid of death and dares to pass on such words? It is not enough to reach His Majesty's ears, but the servant's mouth is full of teeth?"

"I don't know who it was, but now everyone will pass on it again. I'm afraid that all the masters of the harem will know it, and it will be a matter of time before His Majesty can do it."

What about you? We haven't met these days, are you doing well?

Bailien frowned slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

After washing up, she sat in front of the bronze mirror, Qingyu was combing her hair, and the other slaves were in the middle hall, preparing their master's breakfast.

Bailian picked up the pearl necklace in the jewelry box with soft little hands, and looked at the cold glory on it. It was also very comfortable to carry it with him in this summer.

"It seems that Mengting has started to act."

Qingyu paused for a moment, looked at Bailian slightly: "What does the master mean?"

"With a woman stealing men in this palace, who will be the first person you think of?"

Qingyu hurriedly knelt down, gritted his teeth and said, "I have served my master at the beginning of the palace. I know the best of what kind of person my master is. Even if I doubt everyone in this palace, I will never doubt the Empress."

Bailian sighed softly: "You, I didn't mean to you, get up quickly."

Seeing Qingyu standing up as she wiped her tears, Bailian sighed again: "You will not suspect me, of course I know. But don't forget that except for you slaves, everyone in this palace treats me as a woman with water and sex. With this rumor in the palace, they will all doubt me vaguely."

Qingyu stomped her feet and said hatefully: "Pretty Bao always insults the Empress, and this time it's even more obvious."

Bailian frowned and said, "It would be fine if she just did something to catch up on the wind and shadows, but she was afraid there would be even bigger conspiracies waiting for the back."

“What should we do?”

Bailian clenched his fists: "It would be great if Duo Zhong took office at this time, and I also have support in the palace. But now, the only one I can rely on is the emperor. Don't be afraid, let's wait and see first."

"If the emperor believed these rumors..."[

Bailian looked at Qingyu and smiled slightly: "Have you forgotten?"

Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Yes, there is lily here. The Empress has never done anything, she knows best."

Bailian nodded and said, "Yes, with her here, we are not afraid of these false frames."

The eyeliner that Duanmu Canglan placed next to her has long become her chess piece, and now it has become her amulet.

But if this lily was not there, would Duanmu Canglan believe her?

Close your eyes and think about the lingering and joy they have been together over the years, her tenderness to him, and his love for her, but everything seems to be the glass hanging in the air.

He would not believe her, just as she would not believe him.

Bailian took the pearl necklace, stood up gently, and walked towards the central hall.
Chapter completed!