What kind of bad thoughts can my husband have?

Chapter 194 The Dance on the Room
Seeing that Lin Zhao was silent, Princess Chang Ke thought it was her aura that had frightened her. When she was feeling a little complacent, she saw Lin Zhao lightly rolled up his sleeves, picked up a branch nearby, and chose an open space on which to spread With a thick layer of snow, the word 'Yong' is written on it.

Princess Changke was stunned, and went forward, seeing that Lin Zhao wrote the character 'Yong' with twelve kinds of writing methods in a nonchalant manner. She realized that it was the twelve fonts of Linghe typeface, and snorted coldly. : "Don't you just know how to write Linghe style? Father Huang also said that it is a unique knowledge handed down from generation to generation. In my opinion, it is just a trivial skill. If I spend ten years studying it like you, I may not be as good as you Lin Zhao. "

Lin Zhao lowered her head, the moonlight was cast on the snow, and the pine forest was shining brightly, her eyes were also crystal clear, and she said with a half smile: "If the princess said so, why should we argue meaninglessly at this moment? After that, it’s not too late for us to study again.”

After all, he dropped the branch casually.

"Linghe style." Princess Changke disdainfully said, "Isn't it just a font? As for you being so obsessed with it? I don't know why it is a rare treasure. Nowadays, there are very few people who can write in this world. The font will be lost, so what use is your Lin Zhao?"

"The princess was wrong."

Lin Zhao said: "The rarer something is, the more cherished it is."

"It is Ling He's body that is cherished, not your Lin Zhao." Princess Changke said through gnashing of teeth.

"But princess, don't forget that Lin Zhao is the only one in Dachen Kingdom who can perfect the twelve writing styles of Linghe style. I am Linghe style, and Linghe style is me. Even more rare."

Lin Zhao was not afraid to answer.

Princess Changke's pupils trembled. She didn't expect Lin Zhao to be so shameless, and his face turned red with anger: "Slick tongue." After calming down a little, "I think you use this perfect tongue, Deceived Brother Xingchuan."

"Speaking of this, if the princess is very curious about the relationship between my husband and I, I might as well tell the princess." Lin Zhao smiled softly, so calm and calm, "I didn't meet him before marriage, but After he came back from Lingping, he treated me very well."

Lin Zhao said, and smiled happily, that smile was unusually abrupt on her widowed face.

This smile irritated Princess Changke even more, and she couldn't help taking a step forward, but Lin Zhao said again: "Xue Dao will do everything to me, and even said that everything depends on me."

"you……"

Princess Changke opened her mouth. Lin Zhao seemed to be doing it on purpose. She was so angry that her chest hurt. If she had known that Xue Dao and Lin Zhao were engaged, she had always wanted to see what kind of person this Lin Zhao was, what kind of Qing capital city he was. The number one talented woman, the only descendant of Ling He style, seeing her today, she is disgusted in every way.

"Brother Xingchuan used to be very kind to me." Princess Changke said stubbornly, "He taught me to read, helped me climb trees to catch birds, and took me to the imperial kitchen to send me off..."

"Does the princess think that telling these things will make me angry?"

Lin Zhao smiled softly: "As a princess of a country, you should be raised by the world. You are not only the princess of the Jiuchong Imperial City, but also the princess of the people of the Chen Kingdom. Body is a very good thing, if the princess really wants to, I will give it all." The smile slightly retracted, and the tone was quite dignified, "I hope that as a princess, you also have the pattern and disposition of a princess. Don't stick to the people and things in this three-acre land in front of you, and there is no need to stimulate me with the things you used to do with Xue Dao. They are also of royal blood, so I should follow the example of Princess Jianing from King Huai. .”

After all, put on your skirt and move forward.

Princess Changke seemed to have been ripped off the fig leaf, gritted her teeth fiercely, and grabbed Lin Zhao's sleeve: "How dare you tell me that..."

"what!"

Before the words were finished, Lin Zhao glanced at him, then tripped and fell hard on the snow.

Princess Changke was stunned, opened her hands in astonishment, and took a step back, what's going on?She didn't push and push Lin Zhao at all, but this good-looking man fell down?

Just as he was thinking, an eager voice sounded behind him.

"Ming Wei!"

Princess Changke suddenly turned her head and saw Xue Dao at the entrance of the pine forest courtyard. He looked anxious and ran over almost at the speed of an arrow from the string, pulling past Lin Zhao who had fallen to the ground. Aggrieved, with tears in the depths of her eyes, before Princess Changke could speak, she choked up and said, "I don't know which sentence annoyed the princess, but it made her so angry today." Gently Pushing away Xue Dao's hand, he said, "I just heard from the princess that the princess and my husband have old friends, and I hope that the husband will help me to intercede, so that the princess will forgive me."

Xue Dao was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at Lin Zhao's eyes, did he see it wrong? He seemed to see a trace of dissatisfaction in it, and murmured: "What old friends?"

"Why not?" Lin Zhao said, "Reading books, catching birds, tasting food and giving gifts, the most unforgettable feelings of youth, please ask my husband to help me beg the princess."

"I……"

After listening to Lin Zhao's words, Princess Changke felt that her head was being sunk by the bun. This... how could Lin Zhao frame her with empty words? She was anxious to explain to Xue Dao, but Xue Dao threw her Putting Lin Zhao into his arms, he turned to her and said, "Princess, please respect yourself. I don't know where my wife offended the princess, but she has always been cautious and has never done anything offensive or presumptuous. It must be the princess. Misunderstood."

Princess Changke couldn't laugh or cry, but Xue Dao was messing around with what he said, although he did have some...but Lin Zhao was confusing black and white!
"Xue Xingchuan!"

Princess Changke clenched her fists angrily and bowed, shouting loudly: "You two are so unreasonable!"

"Also, I treat the princess with the same heart that your Highnesses treat the princess. Please don't misunderstand me, the princess."

After Xue Dao finished speaking, he pulled Lin Zhao away.

How could Princess Changke bear this anger? Let Xue Dao forget it. I hate that Lin Zhao is like this. He hurriedly chased him out, but met the saint's driver. It turned out that they were bored in the palace, and a group of people came out for a walk. This huge crowd, together with the guards of the gold, silver and dragon guards, numbered at least a hundred.

Concubine Lin Shu saw her, and immediately asked Princess Chang Ke to come over to her, and don't run around. Although Princess Chang Ke was full of dissatisfaction, she could only endure it for the time being. How can a woman who is proficient in calculations and full of heart be worthy of Brother Xingchuan!
Lin Zhao noticed Princess Changke's piercing gaze, but he didn't turn his head back. The tears from the corners of my eyes also evaporated in this winter night. In the blink of an eye, the grievance just now was swept away.

Xue Dao was still holding Lin Zhao's hand, but this man pulled his hand away.

what happened?
Xue Dao probed over, and Lin Zhao hid for a while, with the corners of his mouth slightly down, as if he was unhappy.

Not happy?

Xue Dao's eyes lit up.

Lin Zhao is angry?
Lin Zhao was actually angry with himself?

Xue Dao rubbed his hands excitedly, continued to move closer to Lin Zhao's face, and asked in a low voice with a smile, "Ming Wei, are you angry? Are you angry with me?"

Lin Zhao didn't say a word, just stared ahead, and just briefly passed the beautiful scenery in his sight, which was meaningless.

"Mingwei?"

Xue Dao became very interested, and surrounded Lin Zhao like a fly. Xue Huaishi, who was in front of him, heard his voice, frowned and turned his head, warning him not to be endless.

Lin Zhao also glared at Xue Dao, he is honest.

Although Xue Dao stopped talking, his face was still full of joy, and he followed Lin Zhao unhurriedly with his hands behind his back. His heart was as sweet as honey, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Is it because of Princess Changke?

Lin Zhao must be jealous.

A group of people were walking forward, and when they reached the depths of the pine forest, there was a long-uninhabited palace named Tsinghua Palace. When they were about to go around it and continue forward, they suddenly heard Xu Neijian yelling, "Who are you?" There, the old eunuch stretched out his hand to protect the saint, and Xue Huaishi also stepped forward, with a calm expression, and shouted loudly: "Guard!"

The following crowd was dispersed in an instant. In the chaos, Jinlongwei's guards rushed over like a tide. Lin Zhaofang didn't realize where so many guards were hiding. When he was dazed, Xue Dao also took her Hu in his arms, but his eyes were fixed on the roof of the Tsinghua Hall, and he frowned and said, "There are people there!"

"Xingchuan!"

Xue Huaishi shouted.

Xue Dao gritted his teeth, let go of Lin Zhao's body, and when he was about to jump away, the saint took a step forward regardless of the danger, and said sharply, "Don't move!"

Before the words were finished, Lin Zhao felt dizzy, and when he looked up again, he saw Xue Dao's fair chin, and couldn't help but hug him a little tighter.

Neijian Xu narrowed his eyes, walked forward tentatively, and when he saw the person on the roof clearly, he said in surprise: "Yes...it's the concubine Xian."

As soon as Xu Neijian's words came out, everyone looked up in astonishment, there was a moment of silence, and the saint also walked forward, looking up at the roofs like black mountains under the stars and bright moon, in the cascading mountains that looked like mountains On the high tile stands a woman in green with a sword in her belt.

Lin Zhao's thin lips parted slightly, and a thin white breath exhaled from them. After a pause, the green figure was reflected in his eyes. The woman was slender and graceful, but she was wearing summer clothes in winter. , the belt sword also spun into a flower, and the whistling wind sounded.

Her bare feet were soaked red in the snow, like freshly ripened peaches, her fragrant shoulders were like feet, her neck was like a curve, the gold ornaments on her head rustled, and the rustling sound was like the sound of heaven, carefully accompaniment for her dance tonight .

The woman is so beautiful, even the guards of the Golden Dragon Guard couldn't help paying attention, forgetting to avoid suspicion at all, but Xue Dao avoided his sight early, looked forward, Xue Huaishi also lowered his head and refused to lift rise.

"Witch."

Someone said in front of me.

Lin Zhao saw that it was Concubine Lin Shu. She seemed to be able to feel her anger and contempt through her back. Under the wide sleeves, her fingers were missing, but they should have been tightly clenched into fists.

Lin Zhao suddenly remembered that it was the woman widely rumored in the palace, Wei Zhi, Concubine Wei Xian.

She is the biological mother of the Fifth Prince.

She is the younger sister of Weiguan, the governor of Wujiguan. Weiguan holds 40 Chixia troops in his hands. It is the defense line of Chen Liao and Chen Liao. The sage married Wei Zhi. The reason why he did not marry King Ying, who was very popular at the time, was because he was afraid that after King Ying ascended the throne, the Wei family would become more popular.

Legend has it that Wei Zhi has a soul-swallowing beauty, just like the Qijiang priestess who drank half of the city recorded in the ancient books of the Tang Dynasty. It is also said that she is proficient in the art of the house, so she is favored by the saints endlessly.

A prominent family background and unique beauty will naturally arouse the jealousy of other concubines.

"The good New Year's Eve was completely ruined by this witch." Concubine Lin Shu gritted her teeth.

"Why is Aifei here?"

Just as Lin Zhao was thinking, his thoughts were interrupted by the saint's words. Looking over again, Concubine Wei Xian was at the corner of the eaves, with the belted sword stuck to her arm, and obediently saluted, "My concubine pays my respects to Your Majesty, Your Majesty is well."

Lin Zhao finally saw Concubine Wei Xian's face clearly.

At that moment, the moonlight on the dark screen could not help but be eclipsed, as if all the beauties in the world were gathered in her eyebrows and eyes. Lin Zhao had read books for 16 years, but at this moment he could not find a word to describe the beauty of Concubine Wei Xian. Compared with her, Chang Yi is like a bug in muddy water.

Lin Zhao touched her face subconsciously. She was always beautiful and attractive, but now... Lin Zhao felt a little humble in her heart, feeling ashamed.

Xue Dao noticed it, and said in a low voice: "Madam, the beauty of a person does not lie in the face, but in the heart."

Lin Zhao looked at him and said, "Really?"

"If there are poems and books hidden in the heart, the years will never defeat the beauty."

Xue Dao said peacefully.

Lin Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

"It's not that you don't feel well, why did you go to the room to dance again?"

The saint asked the palace servants to take Concubine Wei Xian next, and wrapped the cloak around her. Although Concubine Wei Xian had given birth, she had the figure and temperament of a girl. Standing with the saint, she was like a father and daughter.

The saint didn't mind at all what Wei Xianfei did just now, he seemed even happier, and asked, "Isn't it cold?"

"Does Your Majesty like the dance I just performed?"

Concubine Wei Xian raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes were tender, her fingers gently pinched the saint's arm, through the clothes, the pinched skin gradually became numb.

"I like it. It's rare in the world to love concubines." The saint said again, "Why haven't I seen you skip it before?"

"This is the sword dance that my mother taught me to pray for blessings when I was in my mother's house." Concubine Wei Xian said with a smile, "Tonight is New Year's Eve, and I want to pray for His Majesty."

"Then pay attention to your body."

The sage was only talking to Concubine Wei Xian, completely ignoring others, Xu Neijian waved his hand when he saw the situation, the guards of Jin Longwei all retreated, and reminded the sage next to him, the sage asked the palace servants to send Concubine Wei Xian back, Then he took Wu Yangyang and his group back to Qilin Hall.

Lin Zhao noticed that there was an empty seat next to the fifth prince, and he was stunned for a moment. After realizing it, it should be the seat of the fourth prince Chen Hua. This person is so unfavored that he is not even allowed to participate in such a New Year's Eve imperial banquet?
"Ming Wei."

Xue Dao turned his head: "Are you tired?"

Lin Zhao shook his head lightly.

With a smile in Xue Dao's eyes, he said lightly: "Persist a little longer, it's almost over."

(End of this chapter)