Chapter 137: Stop Kissing
Xin Hongying looked at the doll curiously and said, "Cute."
Shen Tingyu was stunned, and his heart was touched.
She remembered that when she first met the tyrant, she had the same posture and movements.
But his attitude at that time was completely different from what it is now.
She still remembered that he was holding a candle and threatening her with a cold expression, as if he wanted to burn her to death.
She is a modern person who has just traveled through time. When she finds out that she has traveled into the body of a doll, she is constantly frightened.
His impression of Xin Hongying was still that of a superficial villain and tyrant. If he was not the target of the mission, there was no way he would be able to get close to him at all.
And now, she has completely trusted him and is completely tied to him in the same boat, sharing life and death, and sinking together.
Shen Tingyu was overwhelmed with sorrow.
Just when Shen Tingyu was immersed in the past.
Xin Hongying smiled and gave her a gentle kiss on the side of her cheek.
"cute!"
When Shen Tingyu realized what the tyrant was doing, he was suddenly shocked.
Then came the second kiss, the third kiss...
It seemed as if he could continue to kiss endlessly, turning himself into a kissing maniac.
Shen Tingyu was stunned with her chin dropped, and she could no longer pretend to be calm, so she raised her little hand and pressed it on his thin lips, somewhat resisting.
"Shut up, stop kissing."
She was not angry, but shocked. Bai Feng said that the tyrant's actions now were all driven by instinct.
How long has he been thinking about this and planning this?
That's what I'll do!
Xin Hongying was not surprised at all when she saw that she could move and talk, as if it was supposed to be like this.
In front of him, Shen Tingyu didn't need to hide her identity, nor did she need to worry about his eyes.
A flash of white light appeared.
Shen Tingyu stood on the ground, pressing two fingertips on Xin Hongying's soft thin lips, and the two looked at each other.
Xin Hongying met her gaze without hesitation, ignorant and fearless.
She glared at him with a complicated expression, then blushed and looked away.
She sighed quietly in her heart. The tyrant was now controlled by Zi Gu. He had a low IQ and could only rely on instinct. She couldn't blame him!
He then quickly removed his fingers and snorted coldly, his fingertips feeling slightly hot.
Xin Hongying stood up, and his robe opened even wider.
She couldn't bear to watch, so she called a young eunuch in to help the tyrant change his clothes, but she couldn't get close to him.
Shen Tingyu had no choice but to take out the bloody handkerchief and give him instructions in a commanding tone, but he remained unmoved.
Could it be that the handkerchief is no longer useful?
Shen Tingyu was a little doubtful.
…
There was chaos in the Observatory and uproar in the court.
Many ministers were particularly concerned about Xin Hongying's illness.
Because although Xin Hongying acted brutally and used cruel methods, his body was undoubtedly healthy, and he was a young emperor who had just taken power not long ago.
How could he suddenly fall ill overnight, take a long sick leave, and not attend court? This was unprecedented.
The court officials had different guesses and opinions, but they were all extremely concerned about Xin Hongying's current health. Pairs of inquiring eyes were fixed on the palace.
Some court officials who were not well-informed and had fewer connections in the palace.
Suddenly, he discovered that all the hidden chess pieces he had planted in the palace had been cleared out, except for some very deeply hidden pieces that occasionally remained.
Only then did they realize that a rift had appeared in the relationship between His Majesty and the Queen Mother at some point, and that there was a disagreement between mother and son.
The relationships in the palace are ever-changing.
The Queen Mother, for some unknown reason, was imprisoned in the Weiyang Palace by the palace guards, forbidden to enter or leave. Meanwhile, news of a quarrel between the Imperial Preceptor and His Majesty spread...
The court officials' minds were in a state of confusion, and there was a sense of calm before the storm.
…
In the Weiyang Palace, in the Empress Dowager's boudoir.
The Queen Mother faced a dressing mirror, her long nails dyed red cardamom, and gestured with a hairpin on her head.
The palace maids gave her a fashionable makeup look and dressed her in a brightly colored dress.
At her current age, she is neither old nor pretty.
The years have not left many traces on the Empress Dowager's face.
She held the hairpins in her hand, admired them in the mirror, and chose one she liked with great interest.
She carefully inserted it into her bun, tilted her face slightly, and looked in a very good mood, revealing a slightly cute smile.
"Shuirong, do you think the hairpin on my head looks good?"
The Queen Mother did not take Yan Shuirong's life, and even wasted some precious treasures to cure her personally and save her life.
Yan Shuirongzi lowered her eyebrows and said, "This hairpin is very suitable for the queen."
She didn't dare say anything else, for fear of making too many mistakes.
These words did not touch her heart. The empress dowager's gaze in the mirror moved and she glanced at Yan Shuirong beside her indifferently.
But she was obviously in a good mood today, so she didn't bother with her and turned her attention back to the hairpin on her head.
She put a little rouge on her fingertips and smeared it on her cheek. She admired herself in the mirror, and a perfect smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as if she had practiced. Her beauty was bright and charming, with a touch of tenderness.
“It’s really beautiful.”
The Queen Mother muttered to herself, even her eyebrows raised.
Yan Shuirong did not express any opinion on this. The empress dowager was happy because the people in Weiyang Palace would not be in trouble.
Few things could make the Queen Mother so happy. She usually only smiled when the prince entered the palace, but now the Weiyang Palace was under siege.
With the prince's ability, he could not enter the Weiyang Palace at all.
Yan Shuirong was very curious and she was secretly guessing in her heart.
What on earth happened to make the Queen Mother so happy?
The Queen Mother added the final touch of color to her exquisite makeup.
His whole demeanor was different. He was dressed so formally, as if he was going to meet someone important.
The Queen Mother pursed her lips and suppressed the impatience in her heart.
She had many spies in the palace, so she could receive news even in the iron-clad Weiyang Palace.
Today's news surprised her.
The Queen Mother smiled at the dressing mirror and said, "Emperor, Emperor..."
"Do you think that if you trap me in Weiyang Palace, I will have no other options?"
"You finally softened your heart towards me, otherwise I wouldn't have controlled you for so many years."
The Queen Mother smiled wildly, and her nails, dyed with red cardamom, lightly touched her blood-red lips.
“What a pity…”
"If that troublesome Imperial Master hadn't appeared and taken you away, you would be my child now, and we could be a real mother and son."
"Ai Jia, I love you!"
Her eyes held a hint of paranoia and madness: "You will become my child."
"Of course!"
Listening to the Queen Mother's gentle laughter, Yan Shuirong was frightened and wanted to close her ears or crawl into the crack of the ground and hug herself.
The Queen Mother changed the subject and asked, "Has he arrived yet?"
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