Chapter 42: The Emperor's Brother in My Heart
No wonder his royal brother looked like he had eaten a fly.
Jealous?
It shouldn't be.
One is her uncle and the other is her teacher.
Ling Zhuoan shouldn't think too much about it.
Ling Qingyan pondered for a long time.
She pricked up her ears when she suddenly heard a word.
"An'er, among so many carefully prepared performances today, is there any you like?" the Queen finally asked.
This sentence hit many people hard.
There is no one who doesn't want his name to be spoken by the prince.
No one would be unaware of what this means.
Ling Qingyan was also nervous. Once the Crown Princess was decided today, her future tasks would become difficult.
Not only was it difficult, it also put her in moral shackles.
Although it is very immoral now.
"It's nothing special, except for the dance of Princess Tangning, which is eye-catching." The prince looked at Ling Qingyan with a smile.
The nervous crowd felt a little disappointed as their wishes were dashed.
But it's not that there is no chance. After all, the prince is talking about his own sister, which means that he doesn't want to choose a concubine for the time being.
If you don't choose, you still have a chance.
The queen was so shocked that she could hardly hold the table.
The prince is so smart, he would not be unaware of what she meant. He even didn't choose a concubine for Ling Qingyan!
The Queen was unwilling to accept this, "Except for Tang Ning, there are so many wonderful performances, but the Crown Prince didn't see any one that caught his eye?"
The queen looked at her son expectantly.
She wanted him to do what he wanted.
However, Ling Zhuoan is no longer the obedient and easy-to-control son he was when he was a child. She has raised him well, and his abilities are growing stronger and stronger.
But he was also becoming increasingly distant from her and harder to control.
"No." Ling Zhuoan didn't care about the queen's face at all.
Ling Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her brother had not yet decided on a crown princess.
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Yaohua Palace.
Ling Qingyan returned to the palace wearing the purple gilded moonlit dress given to her by the eldest princess.
Pei Wuyou appeared in front of her at the first moment.
"Sister..." Pei Wuyou seemed to be holding back something.
Pei Wuyou was almost driven crazy by jealousy when he heard that his sister had presented a stunningly beautiful dance to the prince.
Seeing Ling Qingyan's charming and elegant clothes, he was so angry that he could hardly move.
Is this what my sister wore when she danced for the prince?
He could already imagine the covetous looks those people gave his sister when she wore this outfit.
Why? Why did the prince do that? Why did he get to see his sister dance?
And everyone present.
He really wanted to dig out their eyes!
He hadn't seen it yet, and the prince didn't let him go to his birthday party with his sister.
Pei Wuyou's chest was heaving so violently that his back teeth were broken.
I really want to lock my sister up so that she can only see him every day, dance for him alone, and smile at him alone.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Qingyan could see that the boy was unhappy and abnormal.
Xiao Pei always seemed to be like this, always giving her the feeling that he had suffered some kind of injustice. She had privately sent someone to investigate, and no one had bothered him.
Ling Qingyan looked at Pei Wuyou with concern. Pei Wuyou's Adam's apple rolled, "Sister, I think..."
The fingertips hidden in the sleeves almost dug into the palm of his hand, and Pei Wuyou exhaled a breath of foul air.
"I miss my sister, and I also want to see her dance." Pei Wuyou looked at Ling Qingyan with a pitiful expression.
He could only pretend to be like this in front of her, looking so pitiful.
Only at night can he hold his sister's hand boldly and reveal his true face more intimately.
"It spread so quickly? You know everything." Ling Qingyan smiled and touched his head.
"Sister is tired. Be good, little brother Pei, there will be a chance." Ling Qingyan painted a pie for him.
She was indeed a little tired, and she couldn't pull the pianist or anyone else over to dance for him again.
It would be disastrous if Ling Zhuoan found out.
Neither of them needs to live.
Little brother Pei is so sensible, he will understand.
Ling Qingyan is really fearless because she is favored. She thinks that among so many male protagonists, Xiao Pei's love value is the easiest to increase.
She did nothing, but her love value continued to rise steadily and rapidly.
After one night, when you look at it the next day, you can see a 10% improvement.
She even suspected that there was a system bug that allowed her to cheat, or maybe Xiao Pei was the type who could self-attack?
All in all, his love value has reached 90%.
She is about to become her first successful male protagonist.
The more I look at Xiao Pei, the more I like him.
Who says the method of writing serious novels doesn’t work? This one works really well.
Sure enough, even if Ling Qingyan refused, Pei Wuyou just smiled and told her to have a good rest.
At night, Ling Qingyan dressed herself up again.
She was still wearing the purple gilded moonlit dress given to her by the eldest princess.
Ling Qingyan looked at herself in the mirror and admired her beauty.
Purple does have charm.
She cooked a bowl of longevity noodles herself and ran to the East Palace with the food box.
It must be said that her good brother is really working hard to govern the country.
He was still reading memorials on his birthday.
He seems like a perfect person with no flaws.
"Brother, I'm here~" The girl said in a soft voice, and walked in happily with a lunch box.
Ling Zhuoan didn't know whether he didn't read the memorial at all or for some other reason, but when he saw Ling Qingyan, he put down the thing in his hand.
"What are you holding?" Ling Zhuoan glanced at her lunch box.
"I, your royal sister, personally made longevity noodles for your brother!" The girl's voice was crisp and full of pride, seeking praise.
Ling Zhuo paused for a moment and looked up at her.
"Could it be that I brought it to you too late and brother has already eaten?" Ling Qingyan's little face wrinkled, looking very cute.
Ling Zhuoan shook his head.
"No." Ling Zhuo'an smiled, "It's just that I've never eaten longevity noodles. I didn't expect that the first bowl of my life would be given to me by the imperial sister."
Sure enough, some male protagonists have some tragic experiences and strange settings.
Ling Qingyan thought to herself that she was very lucky and had touched a certain point in her brother's heart.
At the same time, she was moved by the fact that no one had made longevity noodles for Ling Zhuoan in all the years since he was born.
"The Empress Dowager cares so much about my brother, hasn't she ever made longevity noodles for him?" Ling Qingyan said.
"She doesn't care about me, she cares about the Crown Prince. She's focused on the Crown Prince's achievements. She's not like you, who's so idle as to make longevity noodles for the Crown Prince."
The Queen felt that the Crown Prince was in a high position and had great power, and that he could get whatever he wanted or eat with just a word, so she disdained to do the kind of things a servant would do.
The fact is that the prince can get whatever he wants, but Ling Zhuoan will not ask his servants to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for him.
If this kind of thing is mixed with orders instead of friendship, it is just ordinary noodles. What is the point?
But of course, he has long since passed the stage of being a sensitive child who longs for family affection.
"I'm not idle." Ling Qingyan's beautiful face was reflected in Ling Zhuo'an's eyes. "I care about my royal brother. I have him in my heart."
"So I secretly practiced dancing for a long time, just to give my brother a surprise."
"Royal brother, I'm so happy that you didn't choose the Crown Princess today."
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