Long Zhanyi said softly: "I don't want it." This was a gift that Young Emperor Han Jie used to bribe Bao'er. It's strange that he would like it.
Bao'er heard it with his ears and smiled: "Dad's gifts haven't arrived yet. If you don't like them, I'll tell someone to tell the emperor that my dad doesn't want them anymore. Let him take back those bloody BMWs."
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"A horse with blood, how about a pair?" Long Zhanyi hadn't called yet, but Mengluo brothers both called out in unison. The attraction of horses to men really comes from their nature, from their bones. Not only is it the right horse,
It is a high praise for the son's loyal quality, and it is also an extreme obsession with speed. Men always want to go fast, the fastest, and faster...
Bao'er was chirping, and his little mouth hadn't stopped since he came back: "Yes, one of them is mine, and one is yours, daddy. The emperor also said that he would choose a day to take me to the Royal Courtyard for hunting with you."
It must be fun."
Long Zhanyi fell silent. The whole horse with sweat and blood has always been what he yearned for, but nothing was as important as Bao'er in his mind. However, it seemed that Bao'er quite liked Young Emperor Han Jie. Things were getting more and more
It’s difficult.
But after thinking about it, Young Emperor Han Jie is a dragon among men in all aspects, and he is not inferior to Ling Shaobai, the leader of the Dragon League who was once a great figure. Although he is young, he is brave and strategic in dealing with things, and has a strong political acumen.
Yuedu, he also handled things with a feeling that surpassed that of the late emperor. Marrying him was not considered an insult, but he was good. As an emperor, he could not only have a concubine like Baoer. In this regard, he
Far inferior to Shaobai, not to mention that if Baoer marries Shaobai, then when he retires, he can live in Shaobai's Longmeng and meet Baoer every day. After thinking about it, if Baoer
If you have to marry someone, it would be better to marry Shaobai. But Long Zhanyi is not unaware of the turbulent situation the country is in now. The emperor named him the Admiral of the Nine Sects, and he must have the intention of using him as a confidant. This
Long Zhanyi is not unappreciative of this kind of kindness. It’s just that in his heart, Bao’er is an irreplaceable existence!
Meng Luo was very unhappy. He had already spoken to him once, but Long Zhanyi hadn't noticed him yet. He couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Long Zhanyi, you can do it. You have become an official. Are your eyes high? Lianda
Even my senior brothers don’t recognize him.”
Only then did Long Zhanyi discover Mengluo and was greatly surprised: "Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, why are you back with Bao'er?"
Several people talked about the old story, but Meng Luo and the two talked in a mixed manner, and no one could figure it out. Mrs. Long, who was confused, was not interested in their story at all, saying it was too late, what was the matter?
Let’s talk about it tomorrow. Send someone to take them to the guest room to settle down first.
The family of three then entered Long Zhanyi's main living room. Long Zhanyi asked hurriedly: "Why did Bao'er come back so late?"
Bao'er didn't want to worry his parents and said with a smile: "The emperor is going to send me to Lingxu Mountain. He took me to see the mountain today. I was a little late, so it's nothing."
Mrs. Long and Long Zhanyi looked at each other. It seemed that those who favored Bao'er were becoming more and more generous. Young Emperor Han Jie seemed to be even more outrageous than Shao Bai. He actually gave Bao'er a mountain as a gift!
The three of them sat down, and Bao'er reached out to fiddle with the fruit plate on the table, picking something to eat.
Long Zhanyi asked: "Baoer, do you like Shaobai or the emperor?"
Bao'er didn't even look up as she replied: "I like them all!"
Long Zhanyi: "Uh..." He looked at Mrs. Long as if asking for help.
Mrs. Long thought for a while and asked in another sentence: "What does your father mean? Who do you like best among the two?"
Bao'er tilted her head in confusion and thought for a while. She was over excited and now she was a little sleepy. She pouted and scolded: "It's so annoying. Why do we have to compete with each other? When I was a kid, you all liked to ask me who I am.
Do I like my father more or my mother more? When I arrived at Longmeng, a bunch of uncles and uncles insisted that I like them the most. Now I have to ask two people who can't compare at all. Alas, I like the same person without distinction. I
How can we tell them apart?" Baoer spread his hands and said there was no way.
Mrs. Long sighed. Baoer was still in love, so she would delay the marriage discussion for a few years. But whoever the emperor wanted to marry would dare to disobey him. He would not die himself, but he would also have relatives and friends. That would be a major event to kill the nine clans. Fortunately,
Baoer also likes the emperor, maybe there will be a good result.
Now I can only be a mother and teach my daughter everything she needs to learn before marriage.
However, Mrs. Long looked at Bao'er's childish figure and childish face. She rubbed her eyes frequently, thinking that she was sleepy. She was so childish. She could only sigh again. She really didn't know where to start! I missed the emperor.
It's really ridiculous. There are so many beauties aged sixteen or seventeen who don't want to kill a child. Really...
But things always happen, and what she has to do now is to prepare for Bao'er's marriage before she returns to the palace.
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Baoge
"Miss Bao'er..." Feng'er rushed in in surprise.
Bao'er was embroidering with a needle with a frown on her face. When she saw Feng'er, she showed a rescued expression, and then looked at Mrs. Long, who had a dark face and was accompanying her daughter to be a nanny, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter?
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"Madam, there is Miss Qinghong from Zuo's family outside, asking to see Miss Bao'er." Feng'er said.
Bao'er looked at her mother and asked cautiously: "Can I go?" Now, no matter who can save her mother from the dire straits, he is a good person.
Recently, my mother has been using the excuse that Bao'er is going to be a concubine, and she wants Bao'er to learn this and that all day long. Play chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and song, be a needleworker, cook dishes and soups, palace etiquette, and deal with advances and retreats. Please
There are ten teachers, who have to study for six hours a day, making the baby two big and one big. It has made the dragon house restless all the time. Now she wants to fly into the palace and become a concubine immediately, which can be regarded as an escape.
From now on, the sea is as wide as the fish can leap, and the sky is as high as the birds can fly. Of course, Bao'er is too naive to think so.
Mrs. Long thought for a while and said: "Zuo Qinghong, she is the number one embroiderer in the capital. Please invite me quickly. Bao'er, you can learn from her."
Bao'er pouted and said, "What's the use of learning this?" She was in her prime and didn't have the patience to do such a time-consuming thing. Besides, she didn't think she had a chance to use this. It took two days.
It took a lot of effort to embroider a five-braided grass flower, the kind with a small circle in the middle and five circles around it. Baoer's stitches are of different lengths, and it looks dull and ugly. Baoer doesn't
It would be embarrassing to embroider and embroider outside for others to see.