287 The Wife's Secret (Central)

No matter how puppet the emperor is, he is also the emperor. No matter how down and out, she is also the lady.

They were "out for a walk", so there were naturally people who served them.

Seeing that Zhao Huan seemed to be sick, the palace people rushed forward to rescue him. Seeing that his ladies might suffer, the servants of the Song family also had to help him.

"Get out!"

Zhao Huan's little turtle aura is still a little bit. Although there are not many, it is enough to deter a few servants.

Some kind of insects are in the brain very quickly and they retreat quickly, as long as there are others present.

Seeing so many people, Zhao Huan suddenly woke up.

This is not the palace, nor is he the emperor who can do whatever he wants, nor is Song Lian not the concubine he can ask for.

Song Lian is his wife who has not passed the door, is it a test or a task.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huan no longer had any thoughts, only boring and empty.

Zhao Huan, who was like a wise man, laughed at himself: "I want you to accompany me, are Miss Song willing?"

Song Lian looked at Zhao Huan with a little scared: "You... were so scary just now. Now, are you okay?"

There is something, of course there is something.

But do I have the nerve to tell you about this kind of thing?

"Let's go! Let's talk about it when you go to the water pavilion."

Zhao Huan turned around and ordered, "Miss Song and I have something to talk about, you all retreat!"

The people who retreated were retreating, but they were all within sight, ensuring that the objects they needed to protect would not happen.

A group of servants dare to disobey and refuse their orders. What is the meaning of me, the emperor?

Zhao Huan laughed at himself again, his face full of misery.

Song Lian glanced at it and said softly: "It looks like a clown!"

Song Lian once watched a performance in the railing. There was a clown with oil paint on his face. The corners of his mouth were large, as if he was very happy, but his eyes were sad, and he could not hide his sadness.

Later, Song Lian never saw the sad clown again.

That's a person with a story, right? Just like Zhao Huan in front of you?

Zhao Huan is a workaholic, a otakus and a paranoid patient. He has no time and no mood to watch the show. When Song Lian said that he looks like a clown, he only knows that it is a very harmless and insulting word.

"No? Am I just a clown?"

Zhao Huan laughed at himself again.

So what if you have ambitions, expectations, and even many small thoughts that are not worthy of being told by outsiders?

The dormant grandfather and the lazy father, took a quick shot, and the castle built by himself was like a sand sculpture on the beach. When a big wave hit, nothing was left.

Alas, I'm just a silly!

"No, that's not what I mean."

Seeing Zhao Huan positioning himself, from a clown to a sand sculpture, Song Lian, who couldn't bear to sprinkle salt and add cumin on other people's wounds, quickly defended himself.

"I just think that your smile does not match your eyes, like a clown in a brothel, does not mean anything else. Don't misunderstand!"

"I heard that you are just saying that I am a lowly actor and a clown."

He was hit harder, and Zhao Huan was immune to this small verbal attack and was not particularly sad.

"Why are you like this? You can't hear it, so you can't speak loudly?" Song Lian was a little angry.

Looking at his sister, can you tell that his sister is such a tough girl, Song Fengying, can her sister be that kind of weak woman?

Is it a delicate one or the seeds of Song Bocai?

This person is actually a slut.

If you talk to him with good and good attitude, he may think you are weak and can be bullied. If you scold him, he will be "convinced and grateful."

Abbreviation, owe!

Zhao Huan was rumored and felt much more comfortable, his waist was no longer sore, his mind was clear, and his words were much more organized.

More importantly, he remembered the purpose of this trip and sold the miserable ditch girl.

Then sell it!

"I am here to come to your mansion this time. I really have something to ask for, so please don't refuse."

If you give rituals to others, you will have something to ask for.

Similarly, when asking for help, you must have a good attitude and a low attitude. You must never be careless and domineering: "I like you, so sleep with me!"

Those who say this will not be brain-related and will be beaten out of illness soon.

Song Lian did not take this trick, and hurriedly turned sideways and bowed deeply: "I dare not be an official, but I have to follow my orders."

We are kind, but we have identified their identities.

You are the king, I am the people, so don’t play with the relationship between the king and the people. If you have something to do, whether you listen to me or not, whether you agree depends on the situation.

"I want you to marry me and become a queen, are you willing?"

Zhao Huan is not a romantic expert, and he is not familiar with this aspect of business, so he just makes a single move and makes it clear.

I still love you, you can marry me.

"I am a sensation of a willow, and I am not very lucky to be a official, so I am very happy and do not dare to be a good official. I am forgivating that I cannot obey my fate."

It is you who said you regretted marrying, and it is you who said you wanted to marry someone else. You have finished everything. Do you really think that someone can’t get married?

Even if you are dragged down by you, no one dares to marry me. At worst, the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha will never marry you, the puppet emperor, and the peerless scumbag.

"I knew you wouldn't agree." Zhao Huan was excited again, "The women in this world are either extremely stupid or charming and cunning. Seeing that I lost my power, you don't want to marry me. What, if you want to marry my grandfather, will he want you?"

This is a bit, uh no, it's very unpleasant.

Fortunately, Song Lian was not Song Fengying, otherwise he would have slapped him long ago.

Just like this, Song Lian was so angry that his chest was fluctuating and he wanted to curse.

Fortunately, Zhao Huan was dealt with. If he still had power, the miserable life after entering the palace would be unimaginable!

"Please respect yourself in the official family! The little girl knows her humbleness and really dare not rush to the top, so she says goodbye!"

After saying that, Song Lian was about to get up and leave with his sleeves.

"Why, I expose it and become angry? Let me tell you the truth, I came today to follow the will of the emperor and my father."

Zhao Huan said gloomyly: "Today, you have to follow me, and you have to follow me if you don't follow me!"

Don’t you all like Zhao Dachui? Do you all know that the person who is truly powerful in the Song Dynasty is him?

You have to listen to what Zhao Daichui said?

When it comes to dealing with people, who dares not accept Zhao Dachui?

As for Zhao Daichui's theory of being bullshit and winning the sympathy of girls, inspiring their maternal love, and making them love themselves, Zhao Huan left all the behind.

Selling miserable?

I don't!

Is a mere beauty who is tempted by the incest and shallow and ignorant, worthy of my silence?

The general's daughters are all tough. Although Song Lian is wearing a weak and gentle cloak, he is not easy to bully at heart.

Song Lian sneered: "If you want to use imperial power to force me to submit, you have to see if you are the real emperor? I believe that the emperor and the Supreme Emperor must have a different statement from you."

"What's the difference?" Zhao Huan sneered, "A few nice words can change the fact that you were forced to marry into the royal family, and can make you willingly take off your clothes?"

This man in his twenties has no brains.

They are spoiled by their lower body, why do they need brains?

As he said that, Zhao Huan's evil fire rose again, and he was about to take action and talk.

Song Lian refused and refused politely, no, refused hard.

Zhao Huan was anxious to succeed, and he wanted to force the king to cook the raw rice.

A water pavilion is a pavilion built in the water.

In order to look more elegant, the railings are not so thick and not so spacious.

When Song Lian was in good health, he dodged, and Zhao Huan flew out of the water pavilion gorgeously, and a geese falling from the flat sand, a Autumn Moon on the flat lake, and a great roc spread its wings...

Well, they are all young people who have fallen into the water, so let’s not worry about whether the idiom is used properly.

Everyone didn't see that Zhao Huan fell into the water was gulping, uh no, this sentence: "Whoever comes will be...gu...wuh..."
Chapter completed!