Chapter Thirty: Strategies and Strategies - Misery Strategies
Looking at the Prime Minister's Mansion, which suddenly became noisy, Qingyan pursed her lips and smiled.
Well, it seemed that a man had discovered her just now. But it was strange, why didn't he catch up with her and take her back? She looked at the empty night behind her with some doubts. She thought he was following her. Could she just let her go like this?
The troublemaker?
I went back to the inn and lay down in a somewhat dejected manner. I felt a little regretful that the photo only caused a small sensation in the Prime Minister's Mansion. I was still prepared to have another adventure the next night.
After being tired for half the night, I felt really sleepy. Qingyan lay on the bed and fell asleep in her clothes. In the quiet night, she seemed to be able to hear her own gentle breathing.
I don’t know why, but I feel a little lonely after being quiet. Suddenly there is a figure in my mind, with an angular face and an unusually handsome face. On the outside, he looks like a wild and unrestrained person, but the unintentional glint in his eyes makes people dare not look down upon him.
. A head of dark, lush hair, and a pair of slender peach-colored eyes under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows. They are full of amorous feelings, which will make people fall into her if they are not careful. A tall nose, and moderately thick red lips are showing something else at this time.
A dazzling smile.
Mu Chen, Qingyan patted her cheeks, a little ashamed that she thought of Mu Chen in the middle of the night. They may not miss you. Qingyan, don't forget, he is the emperor, the emperor above ten thousand people. He has three thousand beauties in the harem.
But, hasn’t he never accepted a beautiful woman? Who is Ling’er? A younger sister? Is there a brother who cuddles with her?
He put his hand on his pink forehead and asked, "Mu Chen, what are you thinking?" He murmured to himself. Finally, he fell asleep with random thoughts.
### "Your Majesty, it's already so late. It's almost dawn. Let's go to bed early." Lao Mo found a coat for Mu Chen and put it on. He didn't understand why the Emperor was drinking alone when he didn't want to deal with state affairs.
"Old Mo, you don't know, I found that I actually fell in love with an ugly girl, and... moreover, she wanted me to accept her as my queen. Fortunately, I also prepared a position of noble concubine for her, but I didn't expect that she is also an ordinary girl.
So greedy. Hey." He sighed faintly and poured himself a small glass of wine. Mu Chen frowned in worry. "But I still can't let go of such a worldly woman."
"The emperor is talking about Miss Qingyan? Maybe Miss Yan has her own reasons." Lao Mo said with some reluctance. After all, which woman in the world doesn't want to be a queen? She just doesn't want to admit that Qingyan is such a person in her heart.
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"Oh, it's hard work. Hey, forget it. I'll take her into the palace the day after tomorrow. The queen mother said she wanted to thank her in person."
"That's right. The medicine prescribed by Miss Qingyan combined with the snake gall was so effective that the Queen Mother woke up within an hour. What a strange woman." Lao Mo said with some admiration, which made Mu Chen take a look at his place.
She pursed her lips and said calmly, "Old Mo, I remember that you seemed to hate her to death? Have you forgotten that she drugged you last time?"
"Your Majesty is making fun of Lao Mo. Your Majesty, Princess Ling'er has been making trouble outside the Royal Study Room yesterday, and she may come again tomorrow. By then, this servant will be a little overwhelmed." Thinking of Ling'er's ferocious face, Lao Mo said
She felt a chill. Why was she so sure that the emperor couldn't see that side of her? She was a double-faced person.
"Alas," Mu Chen sighed helplessly. He really didn't know how he would face his savior tomorrow.
### "Brother Chen, how could you do this to Ling'er?" Outside the imperial study, Lao Mo stood aside with a blank expression on his face, looking at the man who made a big fuss yesterday and threatened to chop off his head today.
He actually squatted on the steps and cried? He looked as if he was hiding here. Why wasn't it different from what he thought?
"Brother Chen, since you ignore Ling'er, don't let Ling'er go. Okay." The pink figure stood up and turned his back.
"Then Ling'er will leave and never come back." As she said that, Liu Ling'er glanced at the closed door with resentment and moved lightly.
————“Ling’er,” until Mu Chen’s magnetic voice came from the royal study, Lao Mo suddenly woke up. He admired Ling’er from the bottom of his heart.
No wonder I didn't go crazy today, it turned out to be a pity trick.
Too good at pretending. Monster.
No, I must tell the Queen Mother about the danger of Liu Ling'er when she recovers. If this continues, Muchen will fall sooner or later. Then the world will be in chaos. Although it is still unclear what her purpose of Liu Ling'er is, but it is definitely not simple.
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"Brother Chen, you don't want Ling'er anymore, right? Ling'er made you angry, right? Ling'er is wrong, don't ignore Ling'er. Ling'er will never make Brother Chen angry again." Liu Ling'er held her arm.
Mu Chen's arms and voice as gentle as jade aroused ripples in people's hearts, making them want to cry.
Mu Chen's two bottomless black eyes stared at Ling'er quietly without saying a word. His stern face was so cold that even the air seemed to freeze.
"Brother Chen." Ruoru's beautiful voice was full of affection. There was a hint of shyness on her pink face, and her eyes were affectionate.
Mu Chen gently opened the hands holding his arms with his hands. His rich but magnetic voice faintly spread, "Ling'er, if nothing happens, you should go back first. I have to go to accompany my mother."
After saying that, Ling'er was left with an indifferent bright yellow back. Even from beginning to end, he never looked at her.
There was a hint of coldness in Ru Shui's eyes, and the aura that Liu Ling'er's frail body suddenly gave off made Lao Mo frown.
Why does she, Liu Ling'er, never hide her other side in front of him, Old Mo? Do you really think that I, Old Mo, are a soft persimmon that you can crush into a round and flat shape?