Chang’an Peasant Girl: Chapter 451 cry cry cry

   Chapter 451 Cry, cry, cry

  Thinking like this, Jing Jing couldn't help looking at her husband. Seeing that her husband was looking at her well, she looked at her, and she immediately raised an eyebrow at her husband.

The meaning of    is quite obvious: people are too embarrassed to send it up, there is no reason not to abuse it.

   Xiao Changyi looked at her and said nothing, but his indifferent eyes were full of connivance.

   As soon as the Prince of Ping finished his words, he asked people to bring in the red coral. The red coral is about one foot high, with many branches, pleasant color, shiny texture, extremely precious, and inestimable price.

  It was the first time that Emperor Xiyun saw such a big and beautiful red coral. He was very happy, and even praised: "Rare, rare, King Pingjun has a heart."

   This is because the Prince of Pingjun spent almost the entire estate of the Prince of Pingjun, searching all over the country of Xiyun, to get such a red coral, which is naturally a rare item.

   But this matter, Prince Pingjun would not say it. If he did, wouldn't he tell everyone that Prince Pingjun's mansion is now an empty shell?

King Pingjun's move was considered a free hand, just to win the favor of Emperor Xiyun, and he could promise that his youngest daughter Linghe would marry Xiao Changyi as his concubine, and he would have Xiao Changyi's son-in-law to lean on him. Do people flatter him?

   As long as someone flatters him, are you afraid that he has no money? At that time, he estimates that the rare and precious treasures that are flattered will be softened.

  I saw King Pingjun's attitude being respectful and said with a smile: "If the emperor likes it, the minister, the youngest daughter of the minister, and the entire palace of the king of Pingjun are all honored."

   For the third time King Pingjun mentioned Linghe, the meaning of it was like a mirror in everyone's mind.

   Quiet but smiling.

   Xiao Changyi was expressionless.

  Emperor Xiyun frowned slightly, his smile faded by three points, and he slowly asked, "Where is Linghe now? Why didn't I see her."

   Seeing that Emperor Xiyun finally asked about Linghe, King Pingjun breathed a sigh of relief and replied respectfully: "Linghe is ill, and she didn't come to congratulate the emperor in person for fear of bumping into the emperor."

   "Oh?" Emperor Xiyun pretended to be slightly surprised, "Why are you sick, can it be a hindrance?"

   "It's okay, it's just...that's..." King Pingjun pretended to be hesitant to speak.

  Quietly watched King Pingjun and Emperor Xiyun sing a big play. It's always her turn, she's in no hurry.

   Emperor Xiyun said: "But it's okay to say it."

   The King of Pingjun said: "Linghe is a disease that misses Wang Cheng's longevity."

  Quiet just laugh. Great, so I'll take care of you so I don't feel any guilt at all.

Then, King Pingjun glanced at Xiao Changyi on the stage with a complicated look, then knelt down again facing Emperor Xiyun, choked and said, "I know that Linghe is a bit shameless, but Linghe really loves King Changsheng deeply. , I hope that the emperor will complete Linghe, cure Linghe, and stop feeling sick for King Changsheng. Linghe has been ill several times because she misses King Changsheng. If she gets sick again, she is afraid of losing this daughter, the emperor..."

   As he spoke, the Prince of Pingjun burst into tears.

  Pingjun Princess also pleaded with tears: "I hope the emperor can complete Linghe and save Linghe's life!"

  Quietly said: Cry, cry, cry more while you can cry now, so that you won't be suffocated when you want to cry and have no tears.

  Emperor Xiyun said nothing, and there was no expression on his face.

   Others dare not speak at all.

  Only Xiao Changyi picked up the pot of sour plum soup and poured it into the quiet wine cup very leisurely. Everyone could faintly hear the sound of water flowing, and it could be seen that the silence in the hall was terrible.

   (end of this chapter)