Emperor Jin

Chapter 93
At this time, the sun was rising high, but there was still a dense path in the dense forest, as if time had also been frozen.

The emperor gritted his teeth and looked at the girl in brocade clothes who was kneeling on the ground. He wanted to get angry, but he felt an inexplicable pain in his chest, but he was silent.

The girl knelt straight, her black eyebrows furrowed above her plain face, but she didn't know how much sorrow was in her heart...

"That's it."

The emperor gritted his teeth and said these two words, turned around and walked away.

Sunlight streamed in through the yin of the tree, reflecting sparkling waves in Baojin's eyes, her vermilion lips were slightly raised, with a shallow arc, although she was young, she already had the evil intention to charm the world.

She seemed to be secretly pleased with her acting skills and skills, but the elegant and lonely figure of the emperor was firmly engraved in her eyes——

What this stern and affectionate man never forgets is the past that was as beautiful as a flower and the years flowed like water. However, as time goes by, any beautiful person or thing will become a mirror image.

What a shame...

Unexpectedly, that deep and cold look appeared in her heart, and the next moment, her heart ached——

"What's wrong with me?"

She was a little confused, but also murmured with some understanding.

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"Miss, why bother to contradict the emperor, such a disgraced face really shocked me..."

Ji Xin slapped the dust on the knees of the palace skirt with castor leaves, looked at the stains on the cuffs with lingering fear, and said worryingly.

Baojin had just bathed and changed her clothes, her snowy skin was powdered by the heat, she was lightly tying up her clothes, listening to this question, she was not worried at all, she just smiled and said: "I did it on purpose."

Ji Xin felt a basin of cold water poured down her head, "Why?"

"Because... a fake will never be as good as a real person."

Baojin murmured word by word, as if in front of the snowy window, beside the plum ramp, how could there be such a cold word.

"Although he is kind to me, he vaguely regards me as the queen when he was young, and regards me as her shadow, and then loves and spoils me."

Bao Jin sat with her chin resting on her shoulders, smiling as if she had no worries at all, her eyes, which were as bright as morning stars, revealed a little bit of sadness after all.

"Even if he regards me as a unparalleled treasure, so what? In his heart, I will never be able to surpass the queen. This kind of favor is really too unreliable..."

"The young lady provoked him like this, but what mystery does she have?"

"It's nothing more than playing hard to get..."

Bao Jin waved her sleeves, as if she wanted to drive away all these melancholy, she said with a sassy smile: "People like emperors, they see too many obedient people. , in his heart, I must be unique..."

"In this way, even if I face the queen, I have a slight chance of winning."

Although she spoke confidently, she was secretly asking herself: Is it worth the risk this time?
The answer soon became apparent.

When it was time to light the lanterns, Qianqing Palace sent someone to invite them, saying that the emperor had a bad temper today, and only Miss Yuran could serve him wholeheartedly.

Baojin lightly opened the door of the palace, and entered the palace lightly. The emperor was sitting alone, and the candlelight in the palace was dim, so his happiness and anger could not be seen.

"come over."

Baojin approached as he said, the emperor pointed to the jade inkstone and said in a low voice, "Grind the ink."

The fine lake pen is dipped in thick ink, and the pen is under the dragon's snake, but it is a majestic and natural statement.

Bao Jin took a sneak peek, his slender hands couldn't help trembling, the ink splashed, almost staining the emperor's robe sleeves.

"You're surprised, aren't you?"

"Although His Majesty reprimanded him sternly, he is still the lord of the heavens. How should the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty respond to this sudden thunderous anger?"

The emperor listened to this bold remonstrance, but he smiled casually, "Under the whole world, is it possible that the king's land, the Southern Tang Dynasty has repeatedly assassinated people with ulterior motives, my intention has been decided, and there will be no change."

"But there's something strange about it..."

Bao Jin said anxiously.

"You mean Marquis Yunyang?"

The emperor laughed in a low voice, and sighed deeply: "Even if there is something strange, I don't care about it. The southerners are too arrogant at the palace banquet. This account will be recovered first, and it will not be too late to reorganize the harem."

While he was speaking, he had already received the last sum, dripping with thick ink, it looked shocking.

"Use the treasure!"

At the emperor's order, the eunuch tremblingly held up the jade seal with his own palm print.

The emperor didn't even look at it, and directed to Baojin, "Come here."

Bao Jin took the Wen Yu Great Seal, held it with both hands, facing the imperial edict's yellow silk, and covered it with all his strength——

I don't know if it's because of strenuous effort or fear, but the bright red cinnabar seal is a little crooked, and the dark ink is still shining faintly on top of the vermilion, and the big "conquer" characters are rendered more profoundly under the light. up.

On the sixth day of February, the emperor personally marched, and thousands of troops went south, heading towards Jinling, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

(End of this chapter)