Prince's Comprehensive Pursuit

"Come, give your seat to Uncle Huang." Ling Jingxuan looked at Wen Zhongcheng's high position in his eyes, and without a trace of it, he winked at xiaochunzi next to him, and then xiaochunzi quickly moved a chair to the place not far from Ling Jingyuan.

In this way, only the emperor and Regent could sit in the imperial study.

Wen Zhongcheng thought that the next thing Ling Jingxuan wanted to say was to give him a marriage, but after waiting for a long time, Ling Jingyuan sat down and did not listen to Ling Jingxuan.

He didn't look at him angrily. On the other hand, he finally came back to the God and went to Ling Jingyuan's front and saluted him.

Ling Jingyuan leaned back in his chair and leisurely arranged the cuffs of his royal robes. His voice was like a chat. He said, "last time an Shizi invited me to have a taste of tea, the tea was delicious. I forgot to ask him about the tea name."

Anling Yi Lin, some don't understand what Ling Jingyuan's words mean. It's clear that they didn't drink any new tea last time.

The next second, when he noticed the poisoned look of Wen Zhongcheng, he immediately understood the meaning of Ling Jingyuan's move.

What a move to sow discord!

At this point, Anle Yi is also fully aware of Ling Jingyuan's decision to turn to the prime minister's office a long time ago. For his active approach to please, Ling Jingyuan has always seen through and never said anything, in order to hit him in the face today?

Thinking of himself before Ling Jingyuan as low attitude and flattery, but still not his value, but also by people to use. For a moment, an's happy face was not good-looking. Lingjing foresight did not answer, but was not annoyed. He chuckled, "an Shizi is about to become a princess, so this posture is not the same?"

This is obviously a satire of the meaning of ease and happiness. Even before the eight characters have been left out, the emperor's son-in-law's spectrum is put forward.

Anle means suffering. He doesn't want to offend him in this stall, so he has to brave his head and bear the risk of being stabbed by Wen Zhongcheng's eyes. He smiles and says, "the Lord is joking. If the LORD loves the tea, he is willing to marry the princess, and then he should send it to the palace with the princess."

This means that when he marries the princess, he will be a family with Ling Jingyuan. Follow the princess together to call uncle Huang, and then visit the door to deliver tea, that is the filial piety of the younger generation to the elder.

With this, Anle Yi finally feels that Wen Zhongcheng's eyes have narrowed down a little. He breathes a long sigh of relief. However, Ling Jingyuan is staring at him like a smile. That feeling is even more painful than Wen Zhongcheng's staring at him.

"Wang, why does the LORD look so happy, but is willing to say the wrong thing?"

After swallowing her saliva, she felt a little uncomfortable. But Ling Jingyuan chuckled and took back his eyes. Instead of Ling Jingxuan, Ling Jingyuan asked, "I don't know why an Shizi and Wen prime minister are facing each other at the same time, so why?"

When Ling Jingyuan said this, his eyes did not fall on the body of Anle Yi, but on the Prime Minister Wen.

At last, Anle Yi gets a chance to breathe. He looks at the imperial study quietly. He accidentally sees Yan Nan, who is not far away from Ling Jingyuan, and immediately stares at the boss.

How could this hateful barbarian be here?

Over there, Wen Zhongcheng heard Ling Jingyuan open his mouth, cleared his throat, and announced with some pride: "well, isn't the Lord saying that he wants to choose a reliable bodyguard for the emperor? The prime minister thinks that an Shizi is good. After all, the Duke of Anguo had the merit of following the dragon in those years, and he immediately wanted to honor the princess. He was the only one to be in this position. "