Chapter 843 Beauty and the World

Ao Han looked at Yan Lingyu, his pale cheeks, without any brilliant eyes, and the black eyes under his eyes. As soon as he looked at this guy, he knew that he was day and night. I don't know how long he hadn't rested!

Ao Han clenched the jade card in his hand and resisted the impulse to throw Yan Lingyu out of the door. After a long time, he couldn't help muttering, "Well, this bed was not laid for you. Now, it's really cheap for you!"

It wasn't long before the man in black came back with the elixir!

It is a pearl-like elixir, placed in a small sandalwood box, shining with a warm luster in bright light.

This is the Pearl Dan, a holy medicine for life-saving healing on the prairie. If you can get a pill, I don't know how many people will be poor!

Ao Han picked up Yan Lingyu and stuffed the elixir for him. A little more on him, and the medicine grunted.

The man in black behind him looked at his highness, but he looked strange - you know, this highness, a born uncle, when did he serve people? Even if the other party's identity is the prince.

After finishing all this, Ao Han asked Yan Lingyu to bandage the wound. Seeing that the other party closed his eyes and fell asleep, Ao Han couldn't help shaking his head: "You are really my nemesis - not only ate my elixir, but also robbed my bed... Now, it's my turn to sleeproom beam."

Of course, Ao Han will not go to sleep. In fact, he picked up a can of wine and ran to the roof by himself, and it was dawn!

And the person in the room, I don't know whether it's because the elixir works or because Duan Qingming's bed is too comfortable. He slept there without moving all night, and he didn't sleep enough this night until the next evening that he woke up quietly.

Of course, this is all a later story. Because this night is not destined to be a quiet night.

The silent palace is always a suffocating place. Anyone who knows the inside story knows that no matter how gorgeous his appearance is, it can't hide the dirty and dirty inside him!

Here, there is a group of poor and ridiculous people, because the theme of their daily life, there is only a cycle of four words - yin, plot, calculation and plan.

The arrival of another night hides another inhumane thing.

In the Wanshou Palace in the northwest corner of the palace, all the maids of honor have been screened. In the gloomy and dull palace, there are only two people left. These two people are a mother and son, and there is a non-humane dialogue!

In the candlelight flashing palace, there was a voice of indifference: "It's the gift of the house, and what... What about the princess... Humph, she is just the daughter of a third-grade official. Tell me, why, why on earth is she?"

Listen to that sound, it's Yan Lingyu!

At this time, he walked around the palace impatiently. As he walked, he shouted angrily at the formal queen on one side: "Also, it's obviously the woman I like... Why, why, why give it to that savage Ao Han?"

The queen in formal sitting quietly, quietly tasting a cup of tea. She lowered her head and didn't listen to Yan Lingyu's nagging, and no matter how angry he was, she looked refreshed. Make Yan Ling Jue even more crazy!

Or, people's psychology is like this. In the past, he fell in love with Duan Qingming and felt that the position of a side concubine was already incomparable favor. Therefore, he took it for granted that in Duan Qingming's heart, he was grateful to him.

Unexpectedly, a great prince of Ao Han was killed from it. Moreover, this appearance allowed Duan Qingming to be the official concubine. That doesn't count, because Ao Han is the future master of the grassland, so this Duan Qingming, in everyone's eyes, actually regarded herself as the future grassland queen!

The woman who could have stepped on her feet has become a noble woman who can sit on an equal foot with herself. How can you swallow Yan Lingyu's breath?

In this breath, Yan Lingyu not only can't swallow it, but also is not ready to swallow it!

Yan Lingjue looked at the swaying candle shadow and finally said her heartfelt words to his mother without anyone else.

Yan Ling Jue waved her hand and said viciously, "Humph... One day, I will make that woman submit to my feet, and I will let her crawl and kneel to save my luck!"

There is an evil light in Yan Lingyu's eyes.

It seems that now he has achieved what he wants. It seems that the woman he favored but with twists and turns has really lie at his feet, begging him and pgging him!

Seeing the strange light in Yan Lingyu's eyes, the queen suddenly beat the tea cup in her hand and called coldly, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

The sound of crisp porcelain collision shocked Yan Lingjue. He woke up from his fantasy, looked at the queen, and said with some puzzlement, "I said I want that Duan Qingming to worship at my feet..."

"This idea must not be there!"

The queen looked at her raised son, and there were traces of disappointment in her eyes - she put her life's painstaking efforts on this only son, hoping that he would become a talent and hope that he could stand at the top of 10,000 people. I hope he doesn't have any weaknesses and flaws, and I hope he can finally get what he wants most. But now, does it seem that she is extravagant? Is she expecting too much?

Now, his son has lost his normality for a trivial woman, and there is a danger of obsession?

More importantly, his gaffe and anger are still at such a jugnum!

The queen looked at her son and looked disappointed, self-evident! She stepped forward, looked at her son, and said harshly, "Your Majesty, listen to me... From now on, you have nothing to do with the woman named Duan Qingming. Not now, and there will not be any in the future. Do you understand..."

Yan Lingyu looked at her mother, and there was a little impatient and said an anguishly, "It's just an ordinary woman... Why is the mother?"

The queen looked at Yan Lingjue indifferently and said coldly, "Do you know that today, your every move in the court has been seen by your grandmother. If she knows your selfish thoughts, do you know how dangerous it is?"

Yan Lingyue pouted slightly and said unevenly, "What's the danger? Now it has reached the point where I have to do it. Can grandma find another historian?

The queen looked at her only son, sighed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, there are some things that you may not understand - you should know that this time because of you, the historian made such a big noise. Don't hesitate to deal with your father. That's because they think you have greater useful value to historians. However, if they find that you are not so valuable, then they will not hesitate to find another prince to replace you!"

When Yan Lingjue heard this, his expression suddenly became cold and said, "They dare!"

The queen looked at Yan Ling Jue, and the disappointed light was like a star in the night sky, which made people feel cold. She said, "Why don't they dare? They can do things like your father. May I ask, what can't they do in the whole world?

Yan Lingyu said angrily, "They..."

The queen sternly drank Yan Lingjue's words: "Sit!"

Yan Lingjue had never heard the queen talk to herself in such a harsh tone. He was shocked and really didn't dare to say anything!

The queen looked at her son faintly and said slowly, "Your son, you have to remember that there are some things and some ideas that can't be said, but also you can't even think about..."

Yan Ling Jue looked at her mother a little dullly and suddenly couldn't speak!

The queen said, "In the past generations, there have been many queens, and the ability and status of the whole historian to control the whole harem have never changed. What has not changed before will naturally not change in the future... But how do you know? Between this change, how many things are there that you don't understand at all?

Yan Ling Jue looked at the queen and was silent, wanting to hear what she would say to her mother, who had always relied on her smile!

The queen said, "The Empress Dowager's wrist is unmatched, and she has never liked smart women, so for many years, the mother has been playing a role that is neither virtuous nor too sharp - and for you..."

The queen looked at her son, and her majestic eyes showed the glory of her mother. She took Yan Lingyu's hand, sighed slightly, and said, "You are my only son. Do you understand that you have all my hope?"

Yan Ling Jue lowered her head and whispered, "Mother, I understand!"

The queen let go of her son's hand and sat back in her seat. She picked up the teacup in her hand, took a slight sip and said, "You are the greatest support of the historian, but you are definitely not the only one - do you know that the son of Shi Guiren is also the blood of the historian?"

Yan Lingjue's hand clenched slightly, and he said coldly, "That son who is only one year old?"

What can a one-year-old son know? Isn't it allowed to be flatten and round, without any resistance?

The queen's fingertips crossed the exquisite bone porcelain, and the transparent finger color crossed a faint arc on the white and transparent porcelain.

The queen said lightly, "Yes, a one-year-old child can't do anything, but because he can't do anything, it's more attractive!"