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Surrounded by the girls, Lin Lang returned to Jinghua Palace.

"Sister, where have you been?"

Emperor Jingwen, who had been waiting early, welcomed him immediately, hooked her wrist, and looked aggrieved. Unlike Yan's father and son, who are aggressive and handsome, Tianzi's eyebrows are refreshing and handsome. Due to his frailty, his face always suffers from blood color, and even his lip color is very pale.

"The scenery outside is good, and I lost my eyes without knowing it." Lin Lang took his finger. The cold one, always unable to cover the heat, made people take a cloak over. Emperor Wenwen did not take it seriously, but he obediently obeyed it, as if remembering something, and dragged people out to run out.

On the way, he also covered Lin Lang's eyes mysteriously.

"What are you doing?"

"Sister knows when she's gone."

When she arrived at her destination, the cold palm on Lin Lang's eyelids withdrew. She blinked her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes, adjusting to the light outside.

The peach tree grows prosperously, the branches are draped with bright powder, and a brand-new colorful rope swing is gently rippling with the breeze.

"Have you done it?" Asked the beauty in palace dress.

Her temples were slanted with a peacock silver hairpin. The bright green was like the green of the distant mountains after the rain, and her skin was more than snow, and her lips were like pomegranate.

Emperor Jingwen was a little shy, and he unconsciously tickled his chin. "The first time I was a swing, my sister shouldn't be dismissed."

Before he finished, his hand was spread out by Lin Lang, and the other person felt sorry for touching the small wound in his finger, "Does it hurt?"

Emperor Jingwen was stunned randomly.

How many years has he not heard such words?

From birth, the concubine died in childbirth. The high-ranking father and the emperor hated the son of the godmother and regarded him as a disaster star. If it weren't for the three princesses who were favored a little, I'm afraid he would not be as good as an **** in the palace. Even so, the concubines refused to let him go and took poisoned drugs while eating.

Whoever thinks that Feng Shui turns, he turned out to be the biggest winner and took the position of the ninety-five.

But what could he do to become a winner, he was just lingering and breathing, living carefully under the courtier's eyes.

No one asked what he liked, and no one cared about his true feelings.

What they need is a dynasty, nothing more.

"Why are you crying? Uncomfortable?" Lin Lang picked up his face, and the other party was only half a head taller than her, as thin as a little milk cat.

Emperor Wenwen hurriedly wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and the red, very lovable, he hummed his nose, "Sister, go up and try, I will push you!"

Lin Lang sat on the swing as he wished.

The other party immediately rejoiced and gently pushed her back.

Lin Lang played for a while, and suddenly made a stop gesture. She stood on the board with her skirt, and greeted Emperor Wenwen, "Come on, let's play together."

Juvenile Son was excited at first, just about to climb up, and thought of some things, he could not help but hesitated, he secretly looked at the maid and **** serving next to him, shook his head at Lin Lang, the light in his eyes dimmed Down.

"Don't be afraid." The beauty in red dress reached out to him. "There's a sister."

In a word, strangeness calmed his timid heart.

In the old eunuch's disapproving look, Emperor Jingwen summoned the courage to hold Lin Lang's hand, and stood on the swing.

Lin Lang recruited a few powerful young eunuchs and told them to push the board behind.

"Wow--"

The colorful rope swing was thrown into the sky, and Emperor Wenwen couldn't help but screamed, one hand held Lin Lang's sleeve tightly.

"is it fun?"

"Fun!"

His face flushed with excitement.

"Then higher point! Then higher point!"

"sister!"

Emperor Jingwen had never played so crazy, his feet were soft when he went down, and his throat was hoarse. Although tired and sweaty, he embraced Lin Lang and refused to let go, a pair of bright eyes, scattered with the sky of stars.

"Sister, I will play next time!" He haunted her.

"Okay, listen to you." Lin Lang's fingernails scratched the teenager's messy hair and coaxed, "But now let's take a rest first, shall we? Obey, go take a bath first, you smoke your sister."

His white face flushed, his eyes seemed to be able to puff out water mist, and he reluctantly looked at her several times before he followed the old **** in charge of his diet to the hot spring pool.

The eunuch's eyelids drooped and did his own thing with care.

Emperor Jingwen lowered his head somewhat guilty, soaking himself in the warm spring water.

This old **** is a man from his mother concubine. He grew up watching him since childhood. It can be said that Emperor Jingwen can live in the cannibal court to this day. The old man was always worried that he did not allow Emperor Jingwen to escape the poisoning calculation. In the days to come, the old **** regarded Emperor Jingwen more strictly, for fear that he would rub against him.

"The old slave has something to say," the old **** Shen said.

"Aunt Uncle, I'm listening." Emperor Jingwen answered seriously. He never looked at the old **** as a eunuch. In the most difficult days, he was dependent on the old eunuch. He always remembered that when he had a high fever, the old **** kneeled in front of the study in the rain and begged his father to let him. The doctor came to see him.

He relies more on the faithful old **** than his sister, the third princess.

"Your Majesty can't continue this wayward."

The old **** glanced at the red rope jade Buddha on his neck, which Lin Lang asked for from Baima Temple. Emperor Wenwen was very precious to wear and never left.

"Speaking of embarrassment, since the old slave served his majesty, the old slave regarded his majesty as an eyeball. Last year, his majesty said that he wanted to see the scenery of the northern Serbia, but also the old slave took the risk of killing his head and helped his majesty to confuse the courtier. Let Grandpa Guo know that sooner or later the old slave will be peeled and grilled on the fire rack, and he will not be able to be reborn if he dies. "

"Uncle—" Emperor Jingwen interrupted him anxiously. "What are you talking about? I will never tell anyone!"

Last year he did one of the craziest things in his life, that is, taking advantage of Yan Guogong's expedition to Bei Di, he ran out alone.

He made this decision a little rashly and a little hurriedly, but he didn't regret it.

Looking back a short half of his life, he was trapped in the Golden Jade Imperial City and was raised like a waste man. His physical pain tortured him from time to time. Sometimes, he would rather live in the future from the future. Otherwise, what's the point of being in vain?

But he is now very fortunate that he survived. If not, how could he meet his sister?

Sister is a very good person. She never looks at him with that kind of pitying and irritating eyes, but encourages him to do what she likes.

He painted, wrote poems, pruned flowers and plants, and even made some very naive carpentry stuff. She was quietly accompanied on the side, occasionally reaching for his head and bending the eyes of his crescent moon, saying, our family's handsome Children are capable.

Only this way, he was extremely happy.

In the past six months, he lived happily and happily. The original life has another appearance, wrapped in thick sweetness, so that he can still look forward to tomorrow before going to sleep.

The old **** didn't realize Jing Wendi's emotions, he sighed, "Old slaves naturally believe in your majesty. But your majesty, you really can't continue to let the queen empress. Your body relied on ginseng for life, Playing with my mother again, sooner or later-- "

I didn't finish the rest, but the meaning was clear to both.

For a long time, Emperor Wenwen whispered, "Sister is not fooling around. If it is not sister, I am afraid that you will see my body when you come back from Sebei. Uncle, I am naturally clear of my situation, this broken body can not stand How long has it been. I have lived so tired all these years. I do n’t want to think about this life before I die. I do n’t even have a little laugh. Uncle, it ’s all over. You let Jun'er go happily, okay? "

The old **** didn't say anything.

The night is deep, and there are two red-crowned cranes standing in front of the palace of Jinghua Palace, with a night pearl in its mouth, fluttering its wings and flying like a fairy. On the side of the shelf bed carved with cloud and dragon patterns, there is a thin and slender mongoose tent. The scene inside is half-covered and half-covered, creating an ambiguous and enchanting atmosphere under the candlelight.

Emperor Jingwen scattered his semi-wet hair and lay on Lin Lang's knee. The other party was pulling his ear to him, looking attentively.

He looked at her eyebrows sideways, and he was very soft and confused. Afterwards, he touched the man's face with his fingertips until he was surprised to see it. He didn't know the courage to come from. He asked the gods ghostly, "Sister, do you like me?"

Just like that day, he said, I want you.

With the exception of the third princess, Emperor Jingwen had no contact with other women, and the shadow of his poison from the concubine had been hovering in his heart, like a sting, which made him **** and had a serious distrust of women.

But it is strange that he doesn't feel this way about his sister at all.

He didn't know if it was a love at first sight in the book, but he just settled on an idea: Well, no need to find it, it's her.

Emperor Wenwen did not even know that this was the second time he saw Lin Lang.

The first time was at the palace banquet of the year, he had a low fever, and the whole person was groggy, and he could only rely on the old **** to support him, and finally got to the end of the banquet. Indistinctly, he faintly heard the woman next to Yan Guogong talking, a very comfortable and beautiful voice.

At that time he was thinking, if he wants to get married in the future, he will also find a girl who speaks nicely.

"Why did you ask this suddenly?" Lin Lang leaned slightly, a few strands of hair fell on his lapel, and the teenager grabbed it and wrapped it around his hands to play.

"Because I haven't been liked, I want to know how it tastes." He was like a child, innocently and sincerely cutting his heart and liver, and his pale face was dyed with a light red mood.

"This ..."

She is thoughtful.

Immediately after, his cheek was brushed.

A soft, warm kiss was given to the emperor's forehead.

He froze for a moment, and his black eyes immediately became watery, like black jade washed after the rain, transparent and clear.

Sister, can Juner like you?

Lin Lang heard a little whisper from him, but he didn't hear clearly, "What are you talking about?"

Emperor Wenwen blinked, "I'm thinking, my sister's birthday is coming. What will I give to my sister will make her happy."

Lin Lang chuckled, "Anything will do, as long as it is from you, swing, paper kite, puppet, stamp, I won't pick it."

"Then ... I'm going to give a big and big gift to my sister." He exaggerated a gesture, as if holding a behemoth, proudly, "At that time, my sister must be scared and happy to find Less than north. "

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to it."

Lin Lang scraped his nose. "Turn over and change to the other side."

After turning over, Emperor Jingwen couldn't see anyone anymore. He looked quietly at the burning red candle tears on the carved flower table through the jellyfish.

"sister."

"what happened?"

"Um ... no, nothing."

Xia April Jiachen, the emperor crashed.

The sick emperor's emperor raised the thread puppets from the beginning, but in the end was caught off guard and slammed the officials.

He left a paper of the dragon's edict, and he retired.

Betraying the apostasy, the world is shocked.

During the funeral of the country, Lin Lang was in the emperor's spiritual hall, and received the absolute letter written by the young emperor during his lifetime.

He said, sister, I'm sorry, next time, next time Jun'er can't swing with you. But don't worry, I will give you all the mountains and rivers. In this way, there will be a lot of people competing to play the swing with you, and you will never be lonely.