187 The Flower of Fortune and the Immortal in the Painting
A man and a lion stand in the setting sun. The twilight is the backdrop, and the setting sun is like fire. The lion is half-lying, and the beauty is like a pine tree. It once became the most unforgettable scene of that day.
"It was framed and destined to have no chance of survival. It is rare for father and son to get together before death." Lin Chu's eyes were lowered, and his voice was soft and gentle.
"If you really can't let go, just think of a way to avenge it and prevent it from dying in vain." A cold and stern light flashed quickly in Lin Chu's eyes.
Meow!
Si Xiang raised his head and rubbed his furry head against Lin Chu's neck. His big copper bell-like eyes were filled with mist, and crystal tears were flowing down his face.
"That's it." Lin Chu rubbed its hair, squinted his eyes and sighed. It feels good!
I couldn't help but rub it a few more times.
"Xiao Chu, it doesn't matter if you want me!"
Lin Shoufu's eyes were red, and he broke away from the confinement and rushed to Lin Chu's side. He pulled her away from Si Bu's side and looked at her repeatedly. Si Bu'er nestled obediently at their feet, his eyes filled with contentment.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Lin Shoufu breathed a long sigh of relief, and the relief in his eyes was instantly covered by anger.
"Your Majesty, please give me an explanation for today's matter!"
The emperor is here?!
Lin Chu looked sideways, and saw an independent ceremonial guard among the kneeling crowd in the distance. Under the umbrella canopy in the middle, the young emperor stood majestically, wearing a black golden dragon robe.
Lin Chu glanced at him, and her heart trembled slightly. She felt that Emperor Xi Chu Duan Mulang looked a little inexplicably familiar, but his features and eyes were clearly that of a stranger whom he had met for the first time.
He is handsome and gentle, with picturesque eyebrows. His skin color is unusually white from ordinary people, and even his lips have turned a light cherry color. With such a face and demeanor, he is a sickly and noble young man who makes people fall in love. He can easily make people fall in love no matter when and where he is.
Arouse the maternal brilliance hidden in a woman's heart, and spare no effort to get close to him and protect him.
He could be an idle and wealthy flower in the human world, or a carefree and unrestrained fairy in a painting, but alone... he should not be an emperor!
More than handsome, but not majestic. It is not a good thing for Western Chu to have such a frail and sick emperor!
Lin Shoufu faced Emperor Xi Chu directly, with no trace of fear in his eyes: "Today's performance is all about young animals, and there should not be adult beasts around. The snow wolf came out of the gate and only attacked Xiao Chu. I have reason to suspect that someone is deliberately framed!"
"Your Majesty." Lin Moran said softly in the silence: "It's time for the envoys from the Three Kingdoms to enter the palace. Now the most important thing is to entertain the envoys. Why don't we postpone the other matters?"
Duanmu Lang's eyebrows were slightly furrowed and he was thinking a little. Lin Moran saw the hesitation and disapproval in his eyes, and raised his lips with a charming smile.
"The Royal Garden is the most beautiful place in our harem. It is inevitable that envoys from various countries will not come to take a look. Now that the blood everywhere may scare the distinguished guests, it is better to clean up the place as soon as possible, so as not to let people know!"
Lin Moran's voice hesitated slightly, she frowned and lowered her head, her eyes filled with tears. Her natural beauty became more and more pitiful under the tears. Xizi held her heart in her arms, nothing more than that.
"You've always been in poor health, get up quickly." Duanmulang stretched out his hand and helped her up personally.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lin Moran's feet softened and she leaned against Duanmulang's chest, weak and weak: "It's all my fault that I am timid. Just now I was worried about my sixth brother and lost my mind. Now that I have relaxed everything, I realized that
I'm afraid."
She looked up at Duan Mulang, with tears streaming down her face. She was tender and panting slightly, as if she was overwhelmed: "I am sick and weak, and my makeup is not good. It would be disrespectful. Please allow me to go back to the palace first, and then go back after dressing up."
Liufangxie."
"Go." Duanmulang straightened her body up: "If you really feel unwell, just take a rest. There is a queen in Liufang Pavilion."
Lin Moran pursed her lips and thanked her, then turned to leave.
"Stop!" Lin Chu raised his eyebrows and waved his arm. He stood in front of Lin Moran and others like an arrow from the string.
In the exclamation, the young man's voice was clear and cold: "Do I allow you to leave?!"