Chapter 12 Education Reform (II)

"Sister, if you talk, Yu'er will take his leave first." Da Yu'er didn't want to watch the loving and loving scenes of the two kissing me and me again, so she said.

"Okay, your sister has been sleeping for an afternoon and has not had dinner yet. So, you can tell me to cook a few dishes and make some appetizers." Zhu Yinglong nodded and ordered.

After Da Yu'er left, only Zhu Yinglong and Hai Lanzhu were left in the room, sitting together embracing each other.

"How is it, are Lan'er still satisfied with this place?" Zhu Yinglong asked tightly with Hai Lanzhu's delicate body in his arms.

"How long will I live here for the rest of my life?" Hai Lanzhu raised her head slightly, her watery eyes full of anticipation. It seemed that this question had been in her mind for a long time.

This problem really stumped Zhu Yinglong at once. As an emperor, his every word and action, whether it is useful or useless, may even have a certain impact on jokes. Therefore, being cautious in words and actions is one of the essential qualities of a monarch. Moreover, Zhu Yinglong is a great machismo and thinks that deceiving a weak woman is not a real man's job. Therefore, although he can do nothing behind his back, he still disdains to deceive a woman's feelings. Generally, he will cleverly avoid such questions and said: "If you like this, you can live as long as you want. If you don't like it, let's change to another place, okay?"

Hai Lanzhu's eyes looked a little melancholy, she knew that this might be the best and most perfect answer.

In fact, Zhu Yinglong really wants to say that after he annexed the Later Jin Dynasty and defeated Mongolia, you will naturally be indispensable. But how many years will this happen, five years, ten years, or twenty years? He can't give any guarantee at all. He is this stubborn personality. He is not absolutely sure of doing it. He would rather hide it in his heart than say it. Men should be responsible for what they say!

Hai Lanzhu didn't know his temperament very well, and there was a disappointed expression on her face, but this was the best. At least she could live in the sun, and there was a man around her for the time being to rely on and care. Even if this kind of dependence and care only lasted for one day, thinking of this, Hai Lanzhu took the initiative to lean into Zhu Yinglong's arms, and half of her body was tightly pressed against Zhu Yinglong's chest through the thin underwear.

Hai Lanzhu wouldn't be stupid enough to ask questions like "Will you treat me like this for the rest of your life?", because there is no answer at all, and both parties will be embarrassed when asked, and she has not eliminated her "moody" evaluation in her heart.

"Master, madam, dinner is ready." Lan'er's crisp voice came from the door.

"I know, my wife and I are here now." Zhu Yinglong replied, then gently picked up Hai Lanzhu, put it down, put it on a thick coat, then put it on his waist and headed to the restaurant.

Hai Lanzhu had no appetite and said she couldn't eat it after eating a few bites of food. Zhu Yinglong only said that she had just changed into a new environment and had not adapted yet, so she had to take her back to the boudoir on the second floor again.

In the long night, I don’t know how to get rid of it. Zhu Yinglong taught Hai Lanzhu to play Goji. Hai Lanzhu is talented and understands everything. He killed him in a short while and threw away his armor. When Hai Lanzhu won the chess for the first time, Zhu Yinglong saw Hai Lanzhu’s smile that was flashy in the pan for the first time.

It is difficult to describe the moment when Hai Lanzhu wins the chess, which seems to be angry, shame, joy, and resentment. A hundred kinds of emotions are mixed in that smile. In the subsequent games of chess, Zhu Yinglong looked at Hai Lanzhu's mouth, but he ended up making mistakes and making chess fucking. But he never saw that exact smile again.

"I can't stop anymore. Every time I teach my disciples to starve the master." Zhu Yinglong sighed. He lost in this game again. In addition to winning several games when he taught himself at the beginning, he lost ten games in a row. He lost without confidence.

"Emperor..." Hai Lanzhu has rarely called Zhu Yinglong directly. When she wanted to call her, she found that she didn't know how to call her.

"Don't call me the emperor, call me husband or master. I hope to calm down here and forget that annoying identity." Zhu Yinglong interrupted.

Calling the husband seemed to have already admitted that the other party was his husband. For a moment, Hai Lanzhu couldn't call him. In the midst of the ailment, Hai Lanzhu called out shyly: "Master."

"That's right. Here, I am the master, you are the wife, Yu'er is the housekeeper, and the four little girls are maids. Hehe, isn't this a family?" Zhu Yinglong said happily.

"Is this our home?" Hai Lanzhu murmured, obviously being aroused by Zhu Yinglong's homesickness, and remembering the home on the Korqin Mongolian Grassland.

"Did you miss home?" Zhu Yinglong gently hugged Hai Lanzhu in his arms. Hai Lanzhu and Huang Taiji were originally a political marriage. Besides, Hai Lanzhu had not yet married into the palace of Shengjing. The home she thought about psychologically could not be the palace of Shengjing that she was unfamiliar with, so she naturally thought about her parents' home.

"Well." In the dark prison, Hai Lanzhu did not shed a single tear. She lived a very strong life, but she didn't expect that when she came out, she found that she was so fragile, and even grabbed the security and warmth she wanted in the arms of her "enemy".

"I think so too!" Zhu Yinglong couldn't help but feel homesick. He was not thinking about the home in the Forbidden City, nor the home in the Royal Palace and Yinlong Villa in Kaifeng, but the home that had traveled through more than three hundred years. He is the only son in the family, and his parents are already old. I really don't know what the two old people will do. No one will support him and see him to die. What should they do if their lives are done? The son is unfilial!

A home that is far away from the grassland, although the journey is long, there is still a day to get together. The other one thinks that it will be time and space in more than 300 years, which is a road without hope. With the technological level of this time and space, even if he develops all the technology he knows, he may not be able to find a way to travel through time and space within a hundred years, and this has no meaning to him. A hundred years later, he has long become a pile of loess.

"I, I want to take a bath?" Hai Lanzhu said weakly.

"Go, I have told them to burn hot water." Zhu Yinglong gave a doting smile and gently pushed Hai Lanzhu out of his arms.

"Close the door tightly, don't catch a cold." Before leaving, Zhu Yinglong did not forget to remind him.

"Yu'er really envies her sister." Da Yu'er's voice sounded in Zhu Yinglong's ears.

Zhu Yinglong turned around and looked at the door of Hailanzhu's boudoir. He saw Da Yuer in a light pink autumn outfit and a plain dress slowly walked in. The beautiful waves flowed. As he looked around, his whole body exuded a noble and extraordinary beauty, which made Zhu Yinglong's heart jump, and he felt a little stunning.

"You have been invisible at the door and eavesdropping and peeking at us?" Although Da Yu'er likes to listen to things at the wall, he always turns a blind eye, but this time he feels unspeakable discomfort. Everyone will try their best to protect the most secret part of his heart. It just so happened that Zhu Yinglong thought of his parents and family three hundred years later. This is something he unknown to him and even dares to say in his dreams. At that moment, he was infected by Hai Lanzhu's homesickness and almost missed. Although that sentence could not be conjectured, he was still a little unhappy because Da Yu'er eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Actually, it can't be considered an eavesdropping. The master and his wife have not rested. How can we servants leave our posts without permission? It's too quiet here. Maybe the wind has spread the sound to my servants' ears?" Da Yu'er smiled.

"Elegant!"

"Mr. Xie praised!" Da Yu'er said with a clever smile.

"You decided on that matter?" Zhu Yinglong asked.

"Yu'er has no right to refuse at all, right?" said Da Yu'er.

"It's good that you know." Zhu Yinglong glanced at Da Yu'er coldly.

"Can you tell Yu'er what's going on?" Da Yu'er asked.

"No." Zhu Yinglong said flatly.

"What if this question was asked by my sister?" Da Yu'er smiled.

"There is no if, you know the consequences." Zhu Yinglong suddenly realized that letting their sisters meet now was a huge mistake, but fortunately, it was useless for him now, and he would not let his children have an affair to influence his thoughts.

Da Yu'er's expression was stunned, and Zhu Yinglong's indifference seemed to be beyond her expectations, and she said, "If Yu'er wanted to sacrifice her beauty, Yu'er would rather be the master!"

After saying this, Da Yu'er bit her lip, turned around and ran downstairs, leaving Zhu Yinglong to carefully recall what deep meaning the sentence just now had!

A gust of fragrant wind blew over my face, which was a faint fragrance of orchids. I saw Hai Lanzhu wearing a simple and simple white off-shoulder dress floating towards Zhu Yinglong like Fairy Chang'e in the Moon Palace.

The wet hair spread apart, the tender and pretty face flushed, like a ripe apple, the seductive fragrance made people want to take a bite.
Chapter completed!