Seventeenth bowl of soup (two)

The master was obviously shocked by the woman's beauty. Even though he had a lot of wives and concubines, the girl's appearance could be said to be first-rate. He reached out and touched the girl's forehead and said, "It's hot."

At this moment, he also felt pity for the beauty, so he sent someone to find the doctor. When he arrived at the village, he personally carried the girl out of the car without pretending to be the guard's hand. Until he put Qinghuan on the bed, he still looked at her with admiration. Everyone had a love for beauty. At his age, he had long been calm. If it weren't for this kind of appearance, he would never meddle in other people's business.

But... "Jinchuan, how old is this girl?" He was too thin. He touched the girl's white wrist and said so.

The white-faced man named Jinchuan looked at it carefully: "Although he is a little smaller and thin, he is probably already in the hairpin from his bone age."

"Have you been in the hairpin?" That's easy to deal with. "Go and ask Guangwei to check, where does she come from."

The doctor came and took the pulse. The girl was too worried, too thin and cold, and had too weak physical condition. She tactfully showed in front of the noble man that the place where the girl in the bed and the age of the hairpin was so petite because she couldn't even eat enough for food on weekdays.

Look at the old Luo Shang on her body, she guessed she was also a poor girl.

Everyone present, including Jinchuan, who has a precise vision, thought so, but the news that came out surprised them! This girl was not only from a poor family, but also from Prime Minister Fu's family! However, the master recalled Prime Minister Fu and Mrs. Fu whom he had met on weekdays. They were very loving and raised all the best. The two legitimate sons in their family also grew very well, but compared with the thin and short girl, they would be really in the sky and the earth. Why? Is the Prime Minister's salary so small that he can't even afford to support a concubine's daughter?

Jin Chuan looked at the master's face carefully, guessing his intentions in his heart, and felt that it was almost done, so he spoke: "Your Majesty doesn't know that the second girl of the Fu family is extremely unattended in the Fu family. Although Mrs. Fu did not treat her harshly, her servants are bound to praise her and down. The children of the Fu family vented their anger for their mother, so they turned a blind eye to the second girl..."

A smart slave doesn't have to finish everything.

The master nodded, and then asked unintentionally: "Is the eldest girl from the Fu family the one who married the third brother?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, that's exactly." Jinchuan replied respectfully.

"The eldest girl of the Fu family has been in her hair for a year. I remember that the marriage was given when she was in her hair for a while." The master, the emperor who visited in a condom, said lightly. At this moment, he could not see the gentle appearance when he just bumped into Qinghuan on the street, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. "The third brother once ruthlessly said in front of the queen that he wanted to wait for another year. You were there at that time, but still remember?"

"I will remember it when I go back to your Majesty. The third prince said that there was a sweetheart who wanted to treat her and the robbery and marry her as a concubine."

"Then you think, is this girl on the bed?" The emperor smiled. "I married two daughters of the Fu family in a row, and the third brother is determined."

Upon hearing this, Jinchuan quickly knelt down and did not dare to say much. The words of "Parent Jun Ru" are not casually said. Your Majesty is only thirty and fourteen, and at the age of fierce dragon spirits and tigers. Although there is only one third prince under his knees, he may not have any other sons in the future. If the Third Majesty shows his thoughts on that position now, I am afraid... I won't stay for long. Because at present, Your Majesty has at least 40 or 50 years of good life. Moreover, Your Majesty has the ability to maintain her face and does not look old, and she doesn't even look white and wrinkles. Although there are many beauties in the palace over the years, Your Majesty has gradually cultivated her body and focused on health preservation, so she looks at at most twenty-five or six years old.

The Third Prince would not be so obvious. You must know that as long as he does not commit suicide, the position he will definitely belong to in the future.

The emperor didn't say anything, but picked up the small man's slender hands and played with it. His slender fingers sometimes held him and sometimes sucked his soft fingers. The skin of these little hands was not good, so you can imagine that he did a lot of rough work on weekdays. "I heard that there are three girls in the Fu family, and they all have good colors. It turns out that there is one." He raised his eyebrows, "What if I want one too?"

The emperor was just trying to make things difficult for the third prince. When the emperor gave him a marriage to the eldest daughter of the Fu family, he responded happily, and then told the queen that there was another sweetheart who wanted to marry her as a concubine, but his identity was quite embarrassing. This was conveyed by Jinchuan. Although the queen valued the third prince, it was not born from her own belly. Besides, if the third prince kissed her again, could he kiss His Majesty?

If the third prince had told the emperor directly at that time, the emperor would at most suspicious and would not care much. Or if the emperor had not met Fu Wei today, it would have been fine, but God was willing to do something, and he met him today, at this time.

The emperor does not like anyone who doesn't listen to him. If he doesn't run into Fu Wei today, would the queen not only help the third brother postpone the engagement for one year, but also asks for an imperial edict to take the Fu family's concubine as his concubine during the wedding? The emperor knows himself, and that if he does, he will definitely agree at that time. After all, Ehuang and the daughter of the woman together are also a good story.

But at this time, he would not be happy to follow the third brother's thoughts. He is the emperor. How could the emperor tolerate someone touching his thoughts so clearly and calculating his reactions at every step?

This is tantamount to a provocation.

Jinchuan couldn't understand that the master was talking casually or sincerely, and hesitating, so he answered respectfully: "Your Majesty is the king of a country and the noble of the nineteenth century. Why not be able to accept a concubine? Next year, these two girls and the hairpin will be held in the four-year talent show. Your Majesty can bring the second girl into the palace. Isn't it a good thing to have a beautiful woman to accompany you?"

The emperor was not a thirty-year-old man. He was no longer interested in beauty. He wanted to live forever, so he was obsessed with practicing Taoism and refining elixirs, seeking immortals and asking for Taoism. For him, women were secondary. Of course, in addition to wanting immortality, this alchemy... in addition to wanting immortality, he also wanted to have a son.

He is in his prime and has a weak knee, so he naturally wants to have more children and be blessed.

Just as he felt that Jinchuan said this, he felt comfortable, and he found that his little hands were shaking slightly. The emperor looked at the bed. The unconscious beauty woke up at this moment, blinking stiffly, and approaching his sight. He quickly turned over and got up and knelt down: "My daughter has seen Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty."

"You heard it all?" The emperor made a gesture to Jinchuan and took away other people who served him in the house.

Qinghuan lay on the ground, not daring to raise his head: "My daughter only heard a few words, not completely, so she didn't understand what Your Majesty wanted to do."

He is a smart person and has a smart reaction. No wonder he survived the fiercely eyed Fu family. "Raise your head."

Qinghuan hesitated for two seconds, raised her head obediently, the emperor stretched out his hand, pinched her small chin with two fingers, and looked at her. Such a down-and-out is so beautiful. If she is well maintained, how graceful it would be? When she thinks that she is still young and has not grown, she is like a tender and strange flower bud. If she is carefully taken care of, she doesn't know how brilliant it will bloom. She asked: "I know you have heard it just now, do you like the third brother?"

The emperor's eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could hear it as long as she said a lie. Qinghuan looked straight into the other party's eyes: "No. My daughter doesn't like the third prince, nor does she want to be a concubine."

"Oh?" the emperor narrowed his eyes, "Do you don't like him so you don't become this concubine, or are you more incest than the sky and look down on this concubine's position?"

Although he complained about the third son, he still thought that he was his only son. He could look down on the third son, but if a concubine dared to look down on the third son, it would not work, it would be like a slap in the face of the royal family.

Qinghuan's mentality towards the superiors was very thorough. She said in a humble and arrogant manner: "My daughter does not like the third prince, nor does she want to be the side room of others. She would rather be with the ancient Buddha of the green lamp for the rest of her life."

The emperor smiled: "What if you were to be my 'side room'?"

He increased the pronunciation of the word "side room" so that Qinghuan could hear it clearly. He did not accept the rejection. This little girl has a stubborn temper and looks like she is aware of the current affairs. The emperor especially didn't want her to be satisfied, so he wanted to make things difficult for her. The emperor, the Supreme Lord of the Nine Five, the king of a country, and the fate of a little woman is not something he can do with at will.

Qinghuan said respectfully: "My daughter is a low-ranking daughter and dare not expect too much."

"How could it be a luxury?" The emperor let go of her chin and pulled her up from the ground. His majestic gaze glanced Qinghuan from head to toe. "You are not doing well in the Fu family. I have heard of it. When will you go to the camp?"

"Go back to your Majesty, May after the year."

"May..." The emperor touched his chin. He didn't like to have a beard, so his chin was very smooth, but he did not lack masculinity. Instead, he seemed full of heroism. Although the third prince was handsome and romantic, he was still not as handsome as the emperor Fengshen. "It's still half a year." Now it's time to close.

Qinghuan was silent.

"I am on a visit today in a condom. I don't want anyone to know, do you understand?"

"My daughter understands."

Her posture was extremely low, and the emperor was satisfied and laughed at Qinghuan, "What I said just now is not a joke."

Then the petite girl's body suddenly froze. She looked at her raising her head, her eyes as clear as water, but without any turbulence. Then she untied her clothes and a graceful ** soon appeared in front of the emperor.
Chapter completed!