After rebirth, White Lotus forced her husband to be a good man

Guan hurriedly raised the fly whisk and said, "How could such a woman make such an indecent move!"

Lan Zhiruo was startled in the attic. She looked sideways and saw the man standing majestically in front of her, wearing a dragon robe. Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, she still couldn't help but trembled in her heart. She knelt down in a hurry and said, "Concubine Lan Zhiruo, please see the Emperor."

Ye Mingli was about to raise his hand and say something, but he took a step forward and said, "Get down quickly! You ignorant thing!"

His face darkened, and he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, but he didn't show it.

Lan Zhiruo came down from upstairs and knelt on the ground obediently, frowning, her pitiful little appearance was very endearing, "I know that my words and deeds were inappropriate and I offended Your Majesty, please forgive me."

As he spoke, two tears fell from his eyes.

This delicate look immediately squeezed Ye Mingli's heart. This woman looks as beautiful as Lan Ji, and behaves as lively as her, but her temper is softer than hers, and she is more submissive than her.

And Lan Ji had never shed a single tear in front of him in his entire life, until he had his whole family executed.

Ye Mingli asked, "How old are you?"

Lan Zhiruo whispered back, "Seventeen."

"Who else is at home?"

"Grandpa and wet nurse are still here."

Ye Mingli nodded, "I heard that Qiancao County is suffering from the cold. I thought it was not easy for you to come to Beijing all the way. I sent a decree to reward the Lan family with ten thousand taels of gold."

Lan Zhiruo hurriedly lowered his head. Although he felt very disgusted, thinking that the man in front of him had the same blood as Ye Niansi, he seemed to accept what was about to happen, "I thank you, Your Majesty."

After saying that, when it was time to review the memorial in the afternoon, there was not much time. Ye Mingli originally wanted to ask her about the so-called clever plan, but after thinking about it, he said to him, "Later, clean up the Qingyu Pavilion. When she first came to the palace, she ordered her to go down and not to embarrass her."

He responded and quickly said, "But Your Majesty, this is not a small crime to clash with the Holy One. If not severely punished, I am afraid that the trend will be indulged. According to the rules of the palace, you need to kneel for three hours. Do you think?"

Ye Mingli clenched his fists behind his back. Originally, no one mentioned this matter, so there would be no punishment.

He was thinking in his mind, why did Guan Si, who had always been measured and measured, become so expressionless today? Can't this slave see that he likes this girl?
He was upset, but he didn't want Xiao Qin and others to hear what he was talking about alone. He didn't want those women to know of her existence so early.

"allow."

June was supposed to be the month of fire, with cicadas chirping leisurely at night. Swallows flew low over the treetops, and the clear night sky gradually became dark with clouds.

Lan Zhiruo knelt down and felt dizzy, her knees were about to break. She supported the ground with one hand, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

It'll be fine after tonight.

She worked hard and finally left Ye Niansi's side. As long as she could be favored smoothly, Ye Niansi would definitely look at her with admiration.

Even if she would sacrifice the body under her skirt to their enemies.

But as long as the result is good, she doesn't care. She only wanted Ye Niansi to take revenge, and she only wanted him to be well.

House seemingly endless rain. In the middle of the night, just as the time for punishment was approaching, a heavy rain suddenly came, washing away the red bricks and green tiles, and the stacked pavilions were covered in mist.

Lan Zhiruo lost her balance and fell into the rain. The heavy rain hit her body. Her face turned pale and her stomach hurt. She seemed to be ill.

Every month during her menstrual period, her stomach would hurt unexpectedly.

And now, it was even more painful and he was speechless.

Royal study room.

Ye Mingli had not been to Xiao Qin and Guan Shuliang for many days. He stayed in the imperial study room late at night, holding a lamp all night long.

Ye Jia's previous promise put him in a dilemma now. With Xiao Zhen's methods, if Xiao Yan is allowed to become the prince, the descendants of the Ye family will definitely not live for a hundred years.

So from the beginning, Ye Mingli had no intention of giving up this world. But who should bear this responsibility made him embarrassed.

The thirteen princes have been raised in a honeypot since they were young. They only know how to be superficial and have little thought. At this time, the prince must not only have brains, but also have a tough life. He is also very likely to be assassinated and framed in various ways. He may even face accusations that the Ye family violated the ancestral precepts and refused to abdicate.

They cannot shoulder this responsibility.

Ye Mingli clenched his fists slightly, his eyes were scarlet. Could it be that the Ye family's world would really be ruined in his hands? Dong-dong-dong, footsteps came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, Lancai has something to offer you."

It was a squeaking sound. He raised his head and said, "Come in."

He walked forward slowly and brought a plate of lychees to Ye Mingli's table. Each lychee had a hole with a silver needle inserted into it.

Ye Mingli frowned, "What did she give this to?"

Guan was also very puzzled, "Cai Ren said it was the clever tip she promised to His Majesty."

Ye Mingli couldn't help but think of Lan Zhiruo saying that he could relieve his worries during the day. He lowered his eyes and looked at the lychee.

Lychees are Lan Ji's favorite fruit, and he has never touched them since her death.

He counted them carefully and found that they were fourteen.

Ye Mingli took a deep breath and sighed. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and his turbid eyes suddenly became clear.

There were ripples of rain outside the window, and he got up and went out.

When Lan Zhiruo was hugged tightly, her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't straighten up.

She touched the strong muscles and strong shoulders of the man, which suddenly made her feel warm in her heart.

Ye Mingli carried her all the way to Jingren Palace.

When she regained consciousness again, Lan Zhiruo had already been put on clothes. She looked at the golden dragon quilt on her body and was shocked.

It was actually the emperor who sent her back here personally.

"Let's handle this matter as soon as possible. Tomorrow morning, we will declare the two of them into the palace."

"Here."

The voice outside the door was soft, and Lanzhi struggled to understand it if she wanted to understand it. After struggling to sit up, Ye Mingli came in from the door, "Are you awake?"

Lan Zhiruo was covered with a quilt, her lips turned white, "I have caused trouble to Your Majesty, but I still can't pay it off this time. It bothered your eyes in the morning and stained your body in the evening."

Ye Mingli smiled softly at the corner of his lips, sat on the edge of the bed, and raised his hand to lift her chin, "Lan'er, you are good at talking. After the rain has passed and the sky has cleared, I will never treat you badly."

After saying that, the man domineeringly opened the quilt with one hand, and Lan Zhiruo's clothes were torn off. She raised her hand and grasped the bed curtain tightly, but her face turned red from the pain, and even the faint tears in her eyes disappeared. The blurry face of another man in my mind was gradually replaced by the joy of joy.

"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict. Lan Zhiruo, the granddaughter of Yunzhibeard of Qiancai County, has a good temperament of Lan Xin. I am hereby canonized as Noble Concubine Lan, with the title of Ming Shao, and granted residence in Lanji Palace. I admire this——"

The good news from the palace reached the capital, but He Mansion was in a panic.

He Yulian had a difficult delivery.

The baby in her belly was so big that after giving birth for two full hours, she still hadn’t seen her head.

Bright red blood flowed gurglingly, and Xi Po, who delivered the baby, disappeared without a trace. After sending a message to the Sixth Prince's Mansion, he actually sent someone to kill the messenger, refusing to admit that the child's father was Xiao Yan.

The Sixth Prince's Mansion regretted the marriage. This news made He Yulian, who was lying on the cold bed at the moment, as if she was hearing the death sentence.

He Chang said briefly outside the door, "What you are doing is embarrassing. I can't bear to ask for a doctor in the palace. You and your mother have always been unlucky, so you should accept your fate. Don't do it in the next life. A woman from a noble family.”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

A sharp pain came from her stomach, and He Yulian no longer had the strength to curse. She slowly closed her eyes, feeling that the god of death had crawled onto her body. The moment she closed her eyes, two lines of tears fell down.

The peach blossoms outside the window were as beautiful as when her mother died.

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps. Qing Pingyue walked in cautiously, holding a marshmallow in her hand, and said in a Nuojiji voice, "Sir, please save my sister. Didn't you say that fortune telling can save people?"

The person who came was wearing a dark cloak, his face could not be seen clearly, his voice was cold and solemn, showing weakness, but very compelling, "You should do your best. Please help me guard the front door. No one is allowed in for half an hour." "

The voice sounded familiar to He Yulian. She opened her eyes drowsily and was very surprised when she saw the person taking off his cloak. (End of chapter)