The two of them got on the chariot and went to Nanquan Temple.
This temple was built along the south spring, hence its name.
"It is said that when our ancestor was forty years old and in poor health, he moved to Nanquan Temple and bathed in the water of Nanquan day and night. He even blessed a palace maid in the water of Nanquan, and this was how the late emperor was born."
He Ying looked at the dilapidated Nanquan Temple and sighed.
Sang Yan always felt that there was something in his words, and his thoughts were deep and elusive.
"Does the Emperor want to imitate his ancestors?"
She looked at the courtyard that had been abandoned for who knows how long, and the South Spring that had dried up long ago, and guessed what he was thinking.
He Ying looked back at her and chuckled: "If Ayan cooperates, why not?"
Sang Yan frowned: "Your Majesty, please don't joke."
"I'm not kidding."
He Ying's eyes drifted far away, and his tone was solemn and domineering: "I want to rebuild Nanquan Temple, no, from now on Nanquan Temple will be renamed Liufang Temple."
If you are not a person here, it is rare to leave a beautiful soul!
He doesn't believe it!
He insists on staying!
Sang Yan: "..."
Is the Dog Emperor building a big project for her?
Congratulations to her.
One step closer to becoming a beauty disaster.
"no."
Sang Yan was not interested in living in the palace for a long time, and he did not want him to build a palace for himself, so he persuaded him: "Your Majesty, a good emperor must be diligent and even more frugal. Where do you put me?"
When she said this, her expression was stern and her voice was cold and stern: "Your Majesty, don't do these things that waste people and money in the name of doing good for me."
Since ancient times, when emperors do ridiculous things, they have always been blamed on women.
In prosperous times, beauties are needed to embellish, and in troubled times, beauties are needed to scapegoat.
Beauty is really a great victim.
She didn't want to repeat this sad fate.
He Ying didn't know what she was thinking, so he said: "It's just a palace, how can it waste people and money? I work hard at night to govern the world, and I can't even build a palace. What's the point of doing this as an emperor? What's more, it is already a palace.
It’s time for repairs.”
Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Sang Yan said, "Then don't use the name of building it for me. What the hell is Liufang Temple? It sounds terrible. Your Majesty, you should change its name."
He Ying then changed: "How about staying in the Qing Palace?"
Sang Yan rolled her eyes: "Give you a look, you can understand it yourself?"
He Ying: "..."
Want to laugh.
Very happy.
She is getting more and more comfortable with herself.
The nervousness and uneasiness I felt before disappeared at some point.
"Then come and get it."
He smiled and encouraged: "I believe in your talent."
Sang Yan was not interested and frowned: "Can't the emperor think more about how to build the country? Improve the living standards of the people?"
To put it bluntly, this emperor is a little obsessed with love.
He Yingcai got angry in the court, how could he be in the mood to think about political affairs?
He retorted: "If I remember correctly, you said before that rest is for better work."
Sang Yan: "..."
This dog emperor has a really good memory.
It was impossible to refute it for the moment.
When she was silent, He Ying added, "Actually, I'm just staying with you so I can have some leisure time. Ah Yan, please don't say such disappointing things."
When Sang Yan heard this, she became rebellious and thought to herself: I'm such a disappointment and you still come to me all the time. Could it be that you have masochism? If being a disappointment can make you lose interest in me, it's worth a try.
So, she tried: "Your Majesty, if you can only rule the world with one person, how can you serve one person for the world? You can't think about squandering and enjoying yourself all day long. You should reflect on yourself, work diligently and love the people."
After hearing this, He Ying looked at her seriously and asked, "I love the people, who loves me?"
Sang Yan: "..."
day.
Misstep.
This dog emperor's mind works very fast, and there is no way you can get anywhere by arguing with him.
"You?"
He Ying looked at her and said in a gentle yet heavy tone: "I am a human being too. I also need love."
Sang Yan: "..."
She didn't dare to look into his eyes, so she turned her head and looked at the rockery next to her. She walked over and pinched a dry leaf. While playing with it, she said: "If the emperor really loves the people as his son, the people will naturally love him too."
You. I once heard that when a good official who loved the people like his son passed away, tens of thousands of people held the coffin and cried. You see, what a great and touching sentiment between the officials and the people."
He Ying sighed: "I don't need them to cry. Or I should say, I need your love. Even if there are many people who love me, I only need you. Ayan, be nice to me. I don't care about anything.
I can give it to you."
The Dog Emperor is making love talk again!
snort!
Sang Yan said coldly: "Then please give me freedom, Your Majesty. I want to leave the palace."
"impossible!"
He Ying refused decisively, with a stinking look on his face and a bit of grievance in his tone: "You promised that you would stay with me for a year."
Sang Yan had nothing to say again.
What a damn year!
Seeing that she was deflated, He Ying felt better. He smiled softly and said, "Don't be angry with me. I just like you too much."
What else could Sang Yan say?
Is it her fault that she charmed him?
The two of them watched at Nanquan for a while and then got on the carriage.
He Ying ordered that several officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Works go to the Imperial Study Room.
He wanted to build Liufang Temple, which cannot be changed.
Sang Yan saw his decision and suppressed his anger. When he arrived at Qingning Hall, he jumped out of the car and exploded: "The emperor keeps saying that he likes me, but does he like me like this? He goes against my will again and again and gives me some."
What I don’t want. If this is what the emperor likes, I won’t want it in one year, two years, or my whole life.”
After saying that, she ran to the side hall of Qingning Hall without looking at him.
He Ying frowned, chased after him, scolded the people who retreated from the palace, and asked: "Then what do you want? Besides freedom, what do you want?"
"I want..."
Sang Yan sat on the soft couch and fell into deep thought.
What does she want besides freedom?
"Feng Yushi... wants the emperor to favor his concubine and give birth to an heir..."
She didn't know why she said this.
He Ying came over, stood beside her, looked down at her, and asked, "What about you?"
Sang Yan was confused: "Your Majesty... you really need an heir to the throne."
And there was no way she could give him a child.
"I do need it too. The premise is that you are willing to give birth to me?"
He Ying knelt down and was eye level with her, his eyes suddenly sharp: "You don't want to, and you even think about pushing me to another woman? Sang Yan, you are really - throwing my sincerity to the ground and trampling on it.
!”
"I--"
Sang Yan wanted to say I didn't, but she couldn't tell.
She does like him a little bit, but it is true that she likes him and it is true that she wants to leave him.
And there was never a moment of hesitation.
"I can't give the emperor what he wants."
In the end, she chose to break his heart.
If some relationships are destined to have no good results, they should be given up early.
"It's not that you can't give it, it's that you don't want to give it!"
"I ask myself that I will treat you well, respect you, and wait for you——"
He Ying clenched his fists and bit his lip. He didn't want to speak or appear humble and pitiful, but he really had a lot to say and wanted to ask, but in the end he just asked with scarlet eyes: "Sang Yan, you don't have the heart.