When Spring Comes

Huachun was very touched at this moment, indifferent as Yuwenjie, she was able to consider so many things and gave such a big gift, she really felt that the sun had come out from the west, and she willingly wanted to knock him twice!

As a result, before she lowered her head, she heard the gentle voice with two hints of sneer in an instant: "With the holy purpose, your marriage will be stronger."

After Huachun had a meal, following his tone of thought, his face instantly turned pale.

The marriage... is strong.

Why didn't she react just now? Of course no one dares to say that the emperor gave a marriage is not green, but the imperial marriage cannot be reconciled! Once the imperial edict goes down, Qing Niao will never be able to remarry in this life.

What to do? She promised Qing Qi that if she met the right person, she would let her lover eventually become married. Yu Wenjie suddenly made such a move, how should she explain it to others?

Looking up at the emperor in astonishment, Huachun saw from his eyes the disdain of the sky overlooking the ants, and some expressions she could not understand.

What was he thinking about? Are you still doubting her gender? Otherwise, how could such a will be made? But, if you really suspected that she was a woman, how could you tie her to another woman with such a will? This can't hurt her, it's just green.

She has thanked her for her kindness, and now it is impossible to oppose it anymore. The overall situation has been decided. If she shows her footing, she will lose her wife and break down.

With all kinds of thoughts in her heart, Huachun pinched a paw on her thigh, desperately trying to calm herself down, with a happy expression on her face, forcing herself to say to Yuwenjie:

"Thanks to the emperor for his kindness!"

Looking at him, Yu Wenjie turned his head away: "If nothing else happens, let's go away. All Aiqing will go back soon."

"The minister is waiting for the purpose." Several old men returned to their senses, saluting one after another, and then all looked at the Prime Minister Hua, with an uneasy heart, slowly withdrew from the Zichen Palace.

"what's going on?"

As soon as Ding Shangshu went out, he couldn’t hold back, and he helped Li Zhongtang and asked, “Isn’t the emperor always waiting to see the prime minister? How come this time is the gift of marriage and gift? The honor of imperial marriage has not been seen for several dynasties. Yes!"

"The old man didn't want to understand." Li Zhongtang looked at Taishi Tang next to him: "What do you think of Master Tang?"

Taishi Tang said: "The prime minister is loyal. Everyone knows it. The emperor has now figured out that it is reasonable to be kind to the prime minister."

"Then... Then what shall we do?" Ding Shangshu was anxious: "Isn't this paper still handed to the Prime Minister?"

"What do you pass?" Li Zhongtang frowned, "As soon as the Prime Minister Hua gains power, you should rush to curry favor, isn't it to make people laugh that you don't have the roots to go down the wind? We have things to do by ourselves, and the prime minister will win the emperor. Appreciate, that's also a hairy boy. We support him, and we may be a tiger in the future!"

If Hua Jinghua is willing to be obedient and take a stand with them, that would be fine. The key is that he always only does what he thinks is right, regardless of the interests of other people. Who wants to be with him like this?

Several veterans around him nodded in agreement with Li Zhongtang's words. Taishi Tang did not say a word, and silently followed them out.

Huachun and He Changan are still in the Zichen Hall.

"Is this a worship ceremony?" Seeing that the palace people were all out, He Changan said to the emperor like a joke: "I will give the third brother such a big gift as soon as I come, because I am afraid that it will be compared by the minister?"

Yu Wenjie ignored him, sitting on the dragon chair quietly looking at Hua Jinghua who was smiling stiffly.

This kiss is what he wants to be. He really wants to be with a woman forever. As an emperor, he can naturally fulfill him. Although there was a grace to him to let the minister of the DPRK and China see the situation clearly, it was undeniable that he still had a bit of unfounded anger.

He didn't know who to bet with or what to bet with, but after he said he wanted to marry him, he thought it was a pleasure to see Hua Jinghua's expression.

He is a natural actor, look at this rich facial expression, which makes people totally unable to understand his real thoughts.

Only one thing, the emperor understood that if Hua Jinghua was satisfied with the marriage, he would not be so entangled. He should smile very lightly instead of even appearing bluntly at the corners of his mouth.

Thinking of this, he felt a little inexplicably refreshed.

"What's wrong with the third brother?" He Changan also noticed that Huachun was gone, and looked back at him: "Is there something on my mind?"

"No." Huachun took a deep breath and spit it out for a long time: "Maybe it's hungry."

"Oh?" He Changan chuckled, "Would you like to eat'Yufeng Tuan'? Second brother, I can go back to the house and let someone make it for you."

Speaking of the thing, Huachun laughed without holding back, and waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, no, it's delicious, but it's better for the second brother to eat it by himself. My younger brother, I have a light taste."

"Hahaha." He Changan laughed, patted her shoulder and said: "Did you know?"

Did they all come together? Huachun's ears were reddish, and seeing He Changan's beaming smile, she couldn't help feeling happy with him.

This person's smile is really contagious. The most important thing is that he looks good and has a willful face. Even if the smile is exaggerated, his facial features are still very delicate.

Huachun naturally took a second look at such a good-looking person.

Yu Wenjie didn't understand what "Yufeng Tuan" was, and naturally didn't understand what they were laughing at, so he looked at them numbly, just like seeing two neuroses.

But looking at him, he noticed Hua Jinghua's eyes.

Isn't that the look in your brother's eyes?

With a dreadful expression, the emperor frowned: "The prime minister of flowers."

"Ah, yes." Huachun turned around quickly.

"You should be out of the palace." He said: "I have something to say with Chang'an."

Nodded, Huachun stood up obediently, saluted and retired. After leaving the Zichen Hall, looking at the red walls and yellow tiles around, the entanglement in his heart resurfaced.

I really want to take a piece of chalk and write the five characters "Emperor Bastard" on the palace wall! Even if she is embarrassed, she can't live with a little girl even if she does anything? Why does it matter to him if she gets married? As a result, she was embarrassed to pull herself into the water.

What should we do about this marriage?

He Changan watched Hua Jinghua leave before turning his head to look at the emperor: "What's the matter? Are you going to distract him?"

"Didn't you find out?" Yu Wenjie frowned slightly: "Hua Jinghua really suspected of breaking his sleeves."

For a moment, He Changan laughed, "You are here again."

"Listen to me." Yu Wenjie was willing to speak more rarely: "I had this feeling a long time ago. He always likes to stare at me, even if I turn my back to him, I can feel his gaze. Now it’s even more terrifying. He seems to like you too."

He Changan: "..."

Looking at the sky helplessly, he sighed: "Your Majesty, why do you always care about cutting your sleeves? Jinghua is about to get married. You are all normal men like you and me. Why would you doubt him?"

"Getting married is a guise." Yu Wenjie said: "If you don't believe me, you bet with me. If he really becomes the pro, I will send you the new sweaty BMW from the palace."

Sweaty BMW? He Changan came to the spirit, he was more interested in this: "What if it fails?"

"If it fails, then give me your new white marble Go game."

"Good." He Changan smiled: "A word is a deal."

Yu Wenjie glanced at him: "Do you really believe him so?"

"It's not a question of believing or not believing." He Chang'an said with an elegant folding fan, "Jinghua looks very timid, and the emperor's gift of marriage is overwhelming, and the minister thinks this marriage may be more likely."

With a sneer, Yu Wenjie shook his head and looked out the side window.

I don't know when there was a shower outside, and the damp and clean breath rushed towards him, and the flowers at the back of the palace seemed to bloom again.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he rode a horse on the road after the rain. Someone strayed on horseback to chase after him. While chasing, he called him urgently: "The emperor! There are still important tasks in the palace. You come back first!"

The voice was very small and made people feel noisy. He rushed out without hesitation, and waited until dusk before ran back enough. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, he saw the man covered in sunlight, waiting for him with a zipper.

"Is the prime minister useful here? I'm going to the harem."

"It's okay, the minister goes to the Imperial Study Room and waits."

"I won't go."

"The emperor will always come."

Hua Jinghua is a persistent person and always believes that he will manage the country well.

The original Yu Wenjie was really obsessed with martial arts and warfare, and didn't want to read the book at all. That is to say, after having Hua Jinghua, he was very reluctant to put his mind on the court a little bit.

Strange, thinking about it, there are many pictures about him in my mind. Those with cold faces, those with iron faces when they were beaten, and the innocent people on the beams looking at him were Hua Jinghua.

Suddenly, the emperor got up suddenly and walked out with his feet straight up.

"The emperor?" He Changan was startled.

"I go back to the harem."

Throwing down these four words, Yu Wenjie walked without turning his head, his face was so ugly that Duke Qin at the door was startled.

He Changan raised his eyebrows, touched his chin, and muttered: "It's okay to always suspect someone else's sleeves, shouldn't it..."

Looking meaningfully at the direction where the emperor was going, He Changan shook his head, dispelling the thoughts in his mind. This is too crazy, everyone in the world can break his sleeves, but the emperor can't. This is related to the descendants of Jiangshan, so you can't joke.

As for Jinghua, he believes that he is not that kind of person, but his temperament makes people want to approach him, and it has nothing to do with his own behavior.

He must take the sweaty BMW home!

Flower House.

As soon as Huachun came back, she went to look for Qing Niao, with cold sweat on her forehead, her expression extremely nervous.

"What's wrong with your lord?" Qing Niao saw her, and quickly twisted her kerchief to wipe her face, and asked gently, "What is so urgent?"

"The emperor will give you and me a marriage." Looking at her clean eyes, Hua Chun felt even more guilty: "Whether we get married, should we think of a way?"