Chapter 41 Sweet Talk

Jiang Shaoqing bowed deeply to Jiang Xinyue, his eyes slightly red: "Your Majesty, please send me here! It will be dark soon, and the road will be difficult to walk on, be careful not to fall. When you were a child, you walked the most unsteadily among your sisters, and you often fell. In the palace... take good care of yourself, this is not like home, if you fall, you can only get up by yourself, and your father can't hold you."

There are many layers of meaning in this, although it is suspected of selling a daughter for glory, but in the end there is still some fatherly love.

Tears welled up in Jiang Xinyue's eyes, and she bowed and said goodbye: "Father, please take care of the family and take care of yourself. I will never let you down."

"Let's say goodbye now!"

Turning around, the father and daughter wiped the tears from their faces at the same time, their expressions showing the same indifference.

If Wang Dequan saw this, he would sigh: What a dramatic father and daughter.

The lights in Hexi Palace were on. Emperor Xuanwu was sitting at the head of Jiang Xinyue's bed, holding "The Book of Lord Shang". When he heard the noise, he looked up and smiled, "You're back. Are you hungry? I've ordered dinner. How about you have dinner with me?"

The red-eyed beauty, who was not interested, burst into a strong and dazzling light. She rushed over and plunged into Emperor Xuanwu's arms.

She hugged him tightly, sniffed, and raised her head from his arms after a long time. Her sparkling eyes were like a broken ice lake, with an extreme beauty spreading out.

"Your Majesty, you are so good to me. I like you more and more, what should I do?"

The ancients were very reserved in their love and were reluctant to say it out loud, but Jiang Xinyue believed that love should be said boldly.

Even if you don't love someone, you still have to coax them with sweet words to make them devoted. Aren't there so many scumbags in later generations who rely on a good mouth to deceive the young ladies?

It can be seen that people's nature is to like to hear nice words, and the emperor is no exception.

Although Jiang Xinyue didn't know why she dreamed of the emperor's childhood when she was unconscious, this was a golden finger given to her by God and could not be wasted.

If he lacks love, she will give him lots and lots of love.

If he doesn't say she loves him, she will express her love to him every day.

Let him know that there is no one else in this world who can love him so unconditionally and like a moth to a flame.

"So, my beloved only liked me a little bit before?"

Emperor Xuanwu also held her in his arms and joked in his arms: "Then what can my beloved do to give me all my love?"

Jiang Xinyue looked up at him shyly with tenderness in her eyes, stretched out her hands to hold his face and pull it down.

Carefully, gently, on tiptoe, she kissed his eyes affectionately: "In my aunt's family, when a woman kisses a man's eyes, it means that she wants to enter the man's heart and that she gives all her unreserved love to the man."

She seemed to have summoned great courage, her voice was trembling, she looked at him nervously, her heart and eyes were full of him: "Ye Lang, you...are you willing to accept my hot heart?"

She called him "you" and called herself "I", she was passionate and true.

Ye was the emperor's name.

Facing her expectant eyes, Emperor Xuanwu felt like running away for the first time.

Such a sincere and straightforward confession made him feel that he was properly taken care of by someone, loved truly and deeply.

He had never had such a novel feeling before, as if even his heart was warmed.

He said nothing, took her into his arms, and hugged her tightly, without answering her directly: "I like to hear you call me Yelang, call me that again, okay?"

If there is a woman who is destined to walk into his heart, he hopes that this woman is his precious beauty.

At this time, he didn't think about Concubine Li, Empress Zhu... He didn't think about it anymore. The woman who kissed his eyes gave him unprecedented cherishment.

Sure enough, giving her the word "treasure" was the most correct decision he had ever made.

The dog emperor evaded and changed the subject, which was a manifestation of guilt. It

doesn't matter, Jiang Xinyue encouraged herself, one day she will be the most favored in the harem, and the dog emperor will kneel down and sing "Conquer".

The courtyard of Hexi Palace was covered with white dust. When Emperor Xuanwu got up, he also kissed Jiang Xinyue's eyes, as if responding to her question last night.

After getting up quietly, Emperor Xuanwu did not forget to instruct Wang Dequan: "Go to my storehouse and give Zhenguirong the white fox fur that the Jin Kingdom offered last year."

"What?"

Wang Dequan widened his eyes, a little bit unable to believe his ears.

The Jin Kingdom offered a lot of fox furs last year, yellow, gray, and mixed colors, and there were many kinds.

But the most precious one was the only white fox fur among them. This white fox fur was not easy to come by. It was selected from a piece of fur under the armpit of Wanhu Mountain Fox in the Jin Kingdom, which required a lot of material and manpower. Later,

the saying of "collecting furs from the armpits" in the Jin Kingdom came from this.

Last year, not only the Empress Dowager and Consort Li, but even the Empress Dowager who was recuperating in Cining Palace, tactfully expressed that they wanted this fox fur coat, but the Emperor did not give it to anyone and kept it in his private storehouse. He

was actually... going to give it to Zhen Guirong?

His surprise was too obvious, and Emperor Xuanwu frowned at him unhappily. That look made Wang Dequan react immediately: "I will ask someone to send it over."

"No hurry." Emperor Xuanwu put on his boots and glanced at Jiang Xinyue again: "Wait until I finish the morning court, and you can personally send it over." Only then

can he show the emperor's favor.

His eyes lingered on Jiang Xinyue's lower abdomen, and his brows wrinkled again.

Jiang Shaoqing was an incompetent father, otherwise why would he let Zhen Guirong suffer so much when she was a child and let his wife torture his daughter?

He wanted this woman to give birth to his own children and wanted to ensure that she would live a life of wealth, prosperity, peace and happiness.

Jiang Xinyue stretched her waist and crawled out of the thick quilt until the sight on her disappeared.

Shuangjiang felt that her mother had a good grasp of the time to get up. She would wake up a quarter of an hour after the emperor left. There

was no need to pay respects today, and Jiang Xinyue did not need to dress up so early. With her hair loose, she played double sixes around the table with Xi Que and others.

It is the equipment for ancient gambling and also a kind of board game. The movement of chess pieces is determined by the number of dice rolled, and the first player to move all chess pieces off the board wins.

This is similar to the later flying chess.

The dry chess moves were a bit boring, so Jiang Xinyue simply changed the double six into flying chess, adding many interesting elements. Magpie and Frost both played crazy, sighing for a while, screaming and laughing for a while, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"What are you playing?"

Concubine De led the second princess to come over: "I can hear the laughter in Hexi Palace from a long distance."

After Jiang Xinyue stood up and saluted, she pulled the second princess along: "Come on, second princess, can Queen Zhen teach you how to play flying chess?"

"What is flying chess?"

"That's it... After you learn it well, go back and play with the third prince."