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Chapter 230: The Princess Who Destroyed a Country VS the Brutal Emperor 8
"Princess! Princess!"

Ling Mo was suddenly startled by the noise and opened his sleepy eyes.

Cui'er looked at her anxiously, "Your Majesty is back."

"what?!"

Ling Mo woke up instantly and sat up from the bed.

"Let's wash up quickly."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ling Mo looked at the maids who came in one after another, and the trays in their hands, and hesitated for a moment, "Isn't it too much?"

"Alas, Eunuch Qian said that His Majesty is returning to the capital. As the future queen, the princess must go to the city gate to greet His Majesty. There are so many people watching, we can't just do whatever we want." Cui'er explained helplessly.

"Oh, okay." Ling Mo's shoulders slumped, and he was dragged away by a group of palace servants and dressed up.

Eunuch Qian was waiting anxiously outside and wanted to go in and urge them many times, but was suppressed by the words in Yin Lan's letter.

I have already told the maid to reduce the steps, I hope I can catch up.

squeak-

The door opened.

There was a flash of surprise in Eunuch Qian's eyes.

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The emperor suddenly came back with news of the victory over the Hu Kingdom.

The people of the capital all had smiles on their faces as they headed towards the official road that he would take on his way back to the palace, wanting to catch a glimpse of the emperor's face.

"Shuying, how does my makeup look?" Li Fuyun asked the maid beside her nervously.

"Miss, you have an outstanding appearance, especially with the makeup personally applied by Liu Jiuniang. I'm afraid no one can take away your brilliance today." Shuying praised naturally.

Liu Jiuniang was a famous makeup lady in Kyoto. When His Majesty returned to the capital today, she was fought over by many young ladies, but in the end, her young lady won.

So, even God thinks that her young lady and His Majesty are the best match.

"Besides..." Shuying lowered his voice and gloated, "We deliberately delayed the messenger's return to the palace. I'm afraid that the princess will not have time to dress up. If she comes in plain clothes, His Majesty will definitely dislike her."

Li Fuyun was in a good mood. She adjusted her hair bun and looked into the distance expectantly.

Prime Minister Li looked at his daughter's appearance and stroked his beard with a smile.

As a noble lady, Li Fuyun should not be among the ministers. However, she also held an official position, the head of the Imperial Household Department, which was responsible for supervising the etiquette of women in the palace.

If the Glazed Palace had not been specifically designated by His Majesty as having a special status, she would have been afraid that she would have to give the princess a show of power on the first day of her arrival.

"Army!"

"It's your Majesty!"

A group of ministers adjusted their official hats and robes and stood respectfully at the city gate.

The people in the city looked up and hoped that they could grow ten centimeters taller right there.

The cold and hard ink-colored armor is worn on the man's tall body. His inverted triangle figure is full of explosive power. The wind and sun at the frontier have made his skin look wheat-colored. His handsome features and sharp outlines are very eye-catching.

This emperor, who had fought on the battlefield for a long time, had a terrifying aura. The overwhelming pressure could be felt even before he arrived.

The war horse was also covered in armor and finally stopped in front of the ministers.

"Greetings to Your Majesty."

Everyone knelt down.

The emperor looked down at the whole process and then his face darkened.

The hands that gripped the reins turned slightly white.

She didn't come.

A feeling of loss welled up in my chest, and Yin Lan looked increasingly difficult to approach.

"Your Majesty, everything in the palace has been arranged." Li Fuyun came out, lowered his brows, and spoke respectfully.

As a lady-in-waiting in the palace, when Eunuch Qian was not around, no one said anything wrong when she came out to answer.

When Yin Lan heard the word "palace", she subconsciously thought of Ling Mo, so she looked at the woman who was speaking. Li Fuyun, the daughter of Prime Minister Li, seemed to have been asked by that old man for a reward, saying that he didn't want his daughter to leave him too early and wanted her to enter the palace as a female official.

He agreed at that time.

"Is everything okay with the princess in the palace?" he inquired.

I didn't expect that the first thing His Majesty wanted to ask about the princess of the fallen country when he came back!
Li Fuyun could hardly hide the jealousy in his eyes.

"The princess lives in the Liuli Palace. His Majesty has specifically ordered that the Liuli Palace is not under the jurisdiction of anyone in the palace, so I don't know."

Yin Lan just remembered that she was afraid that Ling Mo would be neglected by some ignorant people in the palace, so she let Eunuch Qian take charge and no one else could interfere.

"Your Majesty, would you like to return to the palace immediately?" The Right Prime Minister Sun Miao couldn't bear to see the Left Prime Minister's daughter being appreciated by His Majesty, so he stepped forward to interrupt.

Yin Lan nodded slightly.

The ministers made way for him and he rode slowly into the city.

Suddenly, a luxurious carriage appeared on the official road.

Yin Lan's eyes lit up, and she spurred her horse to the front of the carriage.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Eunuch Qian took the lead in kneeling down and paying homage.

Ling Mo was sitting inside. When he heard the noise outside, he immediately opened the car door and went out to greet them.

A pair of big hands opened the door at the same time as hers.

"Your Majesty?" She was startled when she saw the man so close to her, and immediately leaned back to avoid them bumping into each other.

Looking at the stunning woman in a red and gold outfit, the lovesickness that had been buried for days burst out.

Yin Lan walked in, and the spacious carriage suddenly became cramped.

The one who felt even more embarrassed was Ling Mo. She was twisting the red gauze outside her clothes, wondering whether she should kneel down and greet him.

But before she could think it through, the man suddenly pulled her into his arms.

She exclaimed quietly.

Thinking of the countless people outside, she suppressed her voice and just pushed his chest with her little hand: "Your Majesty, this is not good..."

"Hmm..." The man's face suddenly turned pale. Ling Mo stopped moving, not daring to move. His eyes became a little panicked. "Your Majesty is injured?"

It’s over. Will she be charged with murdering the emperor?
No one knew how panicked she was inside, but her expression of wanting to care but not knowing where to start made Yin Lan discover a breakthrough point.

The emperor who was so imposing outside just now suddenly lowered his head, hugged the beauty, leaned his head on her shoulder, and said weakly: "Momo, Gu... I'm in so much pain..."

"Where does it hurt, Your Majesty?"

"Shoulder, I almost never saw you again."

He wrapped his big hand around her small hand, pressed it on the wound on his left shoulder that had not yet healed, and then pressed gently.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he cried out in pain again.

"Your Majesty! Please be careful." Ling Mo retracted his hand in fear, carefully avoiding the wound on his shoulder.

Yin Lan was holding someone, and taking advantage of the fact that she couldn't see, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Momo looks really good today, did you dress up specially to welcome me?"

The woman's clothes today were all carefully made by the skilled craftsmen in the palace. The dark red embroidered fairy skirt had golden lotus flowers outlined with gold thread, and then she wore a red gauze on the outside, making her look like a red lotus fairy in the sky.

He was somewhat glad that he came up quickly, otherwise, if he let her go out like this, who knows how many men would be seduced away by her.

As he thought about it, his hands and feet became a little dishonest.

Ling Mo, who was still worried about whether he would hurt him, suddenly felt a hand leaving his waist and trying to get under his clothes. Her beautiful eyes widened instantly, and she grabbed his hand in shame and anger: "Your Majesty!"

"Momo...it hurts so much...please have pity on me..."

Although the woman was angry, she couldn't do anything about it.

She could only lower her voice, otherwise if people outside heard it, she would lose her face.

The carriage returned to the palace safely.

(End of this chapter)