"I have an empress."
Huo Xiaolong patted her back and said softly.
"I know, I know everything, I even know... there's no possibility of us ever being together again in this life, but I just can't help thinking about you. If it weren't for thinking about you, I couldn't go on, I couldn't go on for even a day..."
"Stop crying, wash your face. In a few days you will still be the ruler of Da'an, in a high position. How can you cry in front of others?"
Mingzhu nodded, raised her tear-stained face, and looked at Huo Xiaolong.
Long'er took out a handkerchief and wiped her face.
Mingzhu raised her hand and clenched her handkerchief in her palm.
"Your Highness, there's still a long way to go. Mingzhu has time to endure. Please give me something to remember you by."
Huo Xiaolong thought she wanted a handkerchief, so he let go and gave it to her. Unexpectedly, she came up and kissed Huo Xiaolong on the lips.
A cold glint appeared first. Long'er pushed the pearl aside, and a sword was held against her neck. The swordsman was none other than Lan Tingche.
The man, dressed in fine clothes, with cold eyes, looked at Mingzhu and said:
"As expected of Princess Mingzhu, who killed her brother and father, her ability to feign pitifulness is first-rate. I will let you off the hook because you are a woman, but don't push your luck!"
The two strands of hair that Lan Tingche kept at his temples were blown by the wind and moved with it.
Mingzhu, who had just been crying, wiped away her tears, tilted her head to look at Lan Tingche, and said slowly:
"Lord Lan, your appearance is indeed worthy of the Prince. I wonder if you would be willing to be her lord for the rest of your life, former Crown Prince?"
The title "former grandson of the crown prince" is a curse on Lan Tingche. Many people fear his rebellion because of these three words.
Yu Qin had already arrived behind Lan Tingche, pressing a dagger against his back. The man, seemingly unconcerned, moved the sword closer to Mingzhu's neck and continued:
"If I don't die, even if you enter Long'er's harem, you'll only be a concubine, and you'll always have to kneel and pay your respects to me."
Huo Xiaolong immobilized Yu Qin with just one hand. Actually, she was a little confused when she first saw Mingzhu change her expression. How could she be so good at bluffing?
But then I thought about it again, and Tingche was the same way back then, and she fell for it.
"Long'er, come back with me."
Lan Tingche sheathed his sword and handed his hand to Huo Xiaolong.
The woman in crimson naturally took his hand and said with a smile:
"Princess Mingzhu, thank you for your affection, but my heart belongs to someone else, and he is the only one for me in this life."
The man walked past Mingzhu with his head held high, like a victorious fighting rooster. That mocking smile was one that his father's women in the harem had seen countless times, and now it was finally his turn.
"Your Highness! Do you not like me? Is it because I am a woman?"
"If I were a man, would you let me into your harem?"
Lan Tingche was actually a little speechless. This was the first time he had ever seen someone so eager to become someone's mistress. She was really in love with it!
Mingzhu asked hoarsely from behind.
Huo Xiaolong stopped and turned around, speaking solemnly and seriously to Mingzhu:
"No, Mingzhu."
"I like Brother Tingche not because he is a man, but because the person I like happens to be a man. Whether he is male or female, dead or alive, ugly or beautiful, I like him."
"You've got the premise wrong, it's not because of this or that I like him."
"I like him, so I like everything about him."
"If I don't like him, I won't like him even if he were a god descended from heaven."
"What a passionate and radiant affection!" Mingzhu gave a cold laugh through her tears.
It's a pity it's not mine.
She felt her blood rushing backward, and collapsed onto the stone bridge, where Yuqin carried her back to the palace.
Lan Tingche pulled Huo Xiaolong back to his residence, fetched a basin of water, and began wiping Huo Xiaolong's mouth.
“I’ve been watching you two for a long time. It would have been fine if you had just hugged each other. Those girls from our Great Yan often hug you too, but she’s really gone too far and even kissed you.”
"Is it someone she can kiss?"
Huo Xiaolong's eyes sparkled, and he grinned, revealing his teeth:
"No, no, only you can kiss me."
After watching the commotion, Da Ni'er and Xiaohai Jie were speechless.
Yesterday, Huo Qitian found the two of them and said that Mingzhu wanted to be her mother.
Well, this child only remembers one mother.
She wanted to be a concubine.
After returning to the palace, Mingzhu drank a lot of wine. She knew the outcome, and she knew that she could not be with Huo Xiaolong.
But when the truth came out, she still couldn't accept it.
"Okay, we've hugged and kissed, that's enough, what more do you want?"
Yuqin didn't understand and directly reached out to snatch the wine jar from Mingzhu's hand.
"But I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"
"Why can't she share some of her affection with me? In what way do I not compare to Lan Tingche?"
Yu Qin always spoke her mind, and she began by saying:
“No one in your family is as good-looking as him. Your two brothers pale in comparison to him.”
"His face alone is better than yours."
"Yuqin! If you can't comfort her, can't you at least try something else?"
Mingzhu threw a wine jar at her, but Yuqin dodged it.
"Look at you, why don't you let people tell the truth?"
But actually, once she calmed down, Mingzhu rested her hand on her arm and smiled.
Yes, that's fine, I don't want anything else.
I have no regrets in this life.
Mingzhu is not yet thirty years old. She has been the Emperor of Da'an, the Princess of Da'an, and has kissed and hugged her sweetheart.
Everything has gone very smoothly.
Huo Xiaolong is very important to her, but if you look closely, she might not be as important as Yu Qin, who has been with her for a long time.
People are always unwilling to accept what they can't have.
That is indeed true.
The little quail princesses decided to discuss apologizing to Mingzhu.
But I don't know what gift to give.
Judging from the way she looked at Huo Xiaolong, the other girls probably thought she admired him as much as the other three did.
So he immediately embroidered another piece for her.
He stood at the entrance of the Pearl Palace early in the morning, waiting for her to get up.
"Mingzhu, I'm so sorry for what happened in Da Yan."
"We shouldn't be bullying you every day."
"But there's nothing I can do about it. Don't be angry. These are some gifts I embroidered for you. See if you like them?"
Mingzhu glanced at the three little quails. Did an apology really work?
If only you let me beat you up.
As the embroidery unfolded, the image of the woman she had longed for day and night came into view. Mingzhu smiled and said:
"Let bygones be bygones. From now on, I want this kind of embroidery every year. It will be the most beautiful embroidery you dragon girls will ever wear."
"Okay, okay!"
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