C19

The next day, just as the sky was getting brighter, Ming Liehan was suddenly summoned by the Emperor into the palace.

"What do you think of this picture?" The Ming Ri Dynasty Emperor, Ming Yande, had his back facing Ming Liehan, allowing him to look at the painting on the wall.

Ming Liehan raised her head, looked at the painting on the wall, and was suddenly stunned.

"Does it look like the work of your Lan Qing?" Ming Yande laughed and blink of an eye, his eyes carrying a faint unfathomable intent.

Ming Liehan raised her eyebrows. "Did the Emperor call his younger brother here just to enjoy this painting with you?"

"Can't my royal brother see any other meaning in this painting?" Ming Yande looked at Ming Liehan meaningfully.

Ming Liehan smirked, as she casually looked at the wall, and saw that the words were almost identical to Lan Qing's calligraphy. "Don't use your majesty to make fun of your younger brother, Lan Qing is already no longer in this world. Even if you can draw a painting that is almost the same as hers, what can you do?"

Ming Yande laughed as he lifted his hand to remove the painting on the wall. He circled it and put it into the painting barrel at the side, then turned around and sat behind the table with the dragon pattern on it. He looked at Ming Liehan with a serious expression.

Ming Liehan's heart tensed up, the look in Luoluo's eyes when he was drinking the poison wine that night suddenly flashed through her mind again.

"Why didn't you answer?" Ming Yande looked at the expression on Ming Liehan's face.

"Back to the Emperor!" "The princess' life in the Prince Chilling Cold Mansion was very good, there was no need for the emperor to worry!" Ming Liehan lowered her eyes.

"Oh, really?" Ming Yande asked indifferently, but before Ming Liehan could reply, she suddenly waved the gold plaque in her hand.

Ming Liehan was shocked, she looked at the plate in Ming Yande's hands: "Is that a...?"

"As you can see, this is the military command medallion that will allow you to fight the Chou Ming Country!" Ming Yande said with a smile.

"What does the Emperor mean?" Ming Liehan squinted her eyes, a little puzzled that the Emperor had clearly shown him the tablet, but did not seem to have the intention of handing it over to him.

"Aren't you vying for control of the situation with Ximen Chen?" Ming Yande let out a cold laugh, as the golden badge in his hand slightly swayed: "What I mean is, there are still two months until we fight against the Chou Ming Country, I want you to give the Luoluo two months to bear your child, and I want to see a happy smile on her face ?."

Ming Liehan frowned, looking straight into the eyes of the emperor.

"What?" "Can't do it?" Ming Yande sneered. He knew from the start that Ming Liehan and Luoluo were not as calm as they seemed to be. After all, many unpleasant things had happened.

"So long as the Luoluo has this subject's flesh and blood, and a happy smile on her face, the Emperor will hand over the reins of power to his younger brother?" Ming Liehan suddenly loosened her clenched fists, and raised her head with eyes shining with a bright light.

"That's right." Ming Yande returned the plate back to his bosom. "Moreover, we will only give you this one chance! "Do you think you can fulfill one of my conditions for your royal sister?"

"Of course." Ming Liehan smiled coldly.

"Very good." Ming Yande laughed loudly.

Ming Liehan swept a glance at the smile in the emperor's eyes, and slightly bent down to take her leave. When the emperor smiled and waved his hand, he turned around and left in large strides.

"It seems ?." He doesn't love you as much as he thinks! " In the palace, where only Ming Yande was left, he suddenly spoke in a bland voice.

From the corner, a lady dressed in plain clothes walked out slowly with a calm expression. She walked to the side of the emperor and said softly, "Maybe it's like this ?"

"When he saw your painting, he didn't even notice that you weren't dead." Ming Yande turned his head to look at the beauty beside him, lifting his hand to embrace her.

The beautiful woman chuckled and rubbed her hand over the emperor's face. "It is because of this that chenqie is able to stay by the emperor's side like this."

This woman was Lan Qing.

Luoluo sat in the dungeon for an entire night. During that entire night, she couldn't even count how many mouthfuls of blood she had vomited.

Her eyes were lifeless, her face was pale, and her lips were frighteningly white. However, she didn't care about any of that. She didn't know what she cared about, nor did she know what her heart ached for ?

It was just that, in her mind, there were always many images playing back. There were many things that she had never experienced before, but it seemed very beautiful. The thing that was most clear to her was the scene of Ming Liehan saving her from Steward Zhao that day, as well as the strange thing she cooked every night that he had only mocked her, but it had never actually hurt her ? There was even a hint of mockery in his eyes, as well as a faint smile that was hard to detect ?

"Why do you keep this in mind?" Luoluo raised his eyes. What was strange was that his eyes were misty and filled with tears.

"Luoluo Su, are you messing with my heart again?" Luoluo curled her mouth and helplessly leaned against the cold wall. However, with a gentle turn of her body, his stomach started to hurt violently, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the ground.

"Heh ?" Luoluo opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the drop of blood on his clothes. "My blood is actually quite beautiful ?"

His body was in intense pain, it was as if ten thousand bugs were biting him in his stomach, the pain made Luoluo want to cry loudly. However, she endured it again and again. This was not her world. She was not allowed to cry willfully, and she was not allowed to be weak.

Because no one dotes on her ?

Ming Liehan stood in front of the dungeon door and looked at the woman in the innermost cell from a distance of seven to eight meters. His tattered light colored clothes seemed to only be on him, and bright red blood spread out on the clothes. Her hair was in disarray, and her eyes were filled with tears. However, there was no trace of moisture in her eyes. There was only a patch of blood on the ground.

It was as if she was trying hard to hold back her tears. Ming Liehan frowned, and looked at her indifferently as she spat out another mouthful of blood, and this time, she was actually half-lying on the ground, not even having the strength to crawl back up.

Luoluo seemed to have heard the sound of footsteps as she slowly raised her somewhat heavy head. The heavens pitied her, and before she died, they were actually able to let her see that man, who she did not know if it was feelings for, or a man she hated to the bones.

She watched as Ming Liehan walked to the entrance of the prison, and asked the head of prison to open the prison door, and looked at her quietly.

Luoluo actually burst out laughing as blood trickled down from the corner of her mouth and tears fell from her eyes. It was a laugh, not a purposeful tear.

Ming Liehan walked in, and looked at Luoluo who was half-sprawled on the ground, but was almost lying in a pool of blood. She didn't know if she was crying or laughing, but it was always very, very ugly, and it was hard to tell whether he had forgotten her purpose of suddenly coming to the dungeon.

"Heh ?" "Ming Liehan..." Luoluo suddenly clenched his teeth, and raised his head to look at Ming Liehan's serious face: "If you really want to continue ridiculing me, then I advise you not to! "I am about to die, I will soon reach your goal. Hehe ?"

Suddenly, her shoulder felt warmth, and the Luoluo who was smirking with blood was stunned, she raised her head and looked at Ming Liehan who suddenly bent down to support her shoulder.

"Is it cold?" At this moment, a warm smile that was exceptionally foreign to Luoluo actually hung on her usually cold and heartless handsome face.'s hand also gently caressed the head of the Luoluo and helped her smooth the hair in front of her eyes.

Luoluo didn't understand, and looked at the man who had suddenly changed his mind in a daze.

Seeing Luoluo's surprised expression, Ming Liehan smiled and bent her body to help her up. She turned around and helped her clean up some dry grass so that she could sit on it.

Ming Liehan took off the outer garment on her body, and under the Luoluo's astonished gaze, she took it off and wrapped it around her.

Luoluo opened her mouth slightly, looked at his series of actions, and wanted to say something, but suddenly felt warmth from his waist, Ming Liehan suddenly grabbed her waist and pressed her into her embrace, gently patting her back, "Sorry to trouble you, Luoluo."

used all her strength and wanted to withdraw from his embrace. Because as she was crying, she felt that he was so strange that she wanted to laugh.

Was this still the Ming Liehan who was cold as ice? Why did it seem like he was hugging a woman that he detested so much, like a warm stove?

Sensing Luoluo's struggle, Ming Liehan sighed, relaxed slightly and lowered her head to look into her eyes that were flashing with questions. She then lightly rubbed her face that was stained with blood: "Luoluo, forgive me for harming you so long, but I was forced to do it, do you understand?"

Luoluo tried to grin, and raised her hand to gently pull Ming Liehan's warm hand away, looking at him warily: "You, what are you trying to do now?"

Ming Liehan laughed, and then raised her head and pressed down on Luoluo's shoulders without giving up, "There are a lot of things that you don't need to continue pretending to be true, and a lot of things that you have done are already over! "From today on, your suffering will also come to an end. This King will always love you and will not let you suffer any more. How about it, Luoluo?"

Sun... They are coming from the west ?

The Luoluo was surprised, and suddenly felt a little dizzy. Ever since she came to Ming Ri Dynasty, she had been facing the cold and cruel treatment of this Demon Lord. Why did he suddenly tell her that everything was over? What's over? Was it something she didn't know?

"Luoluo, I had to do this to you a while ago. You are this king's consort and my most beloved Princess Gabriella. From today onwards, you will not suffer any more grievances! Are you willing to accept This King? "Would you like to forgive This King?" Ming Liehan laughed indifferently, raising his hand and tracing the outline of Luoluo's beautiful face.

Luoluo's entire body trembled, she suddenly raised her hand to stop Ming Liehan's hand, and endured the pain on her body as she almost vomited blood. Actually, she just wanted to ask one thing, one thing ?

"Do you believe me?" "Do you believe me?" Luoluo bit her lips and looked into Ming Liehan's eyes: "Do you believe me, that I didn't poison that poison?"

"Calm down Luoluo, your body can't take it anymore!" Ming Liehan frowned, when he saw Luoluo's eyes that were filled with pleading for him to believe, he suddenly felt as if something had entered her heart, very warm, very light. So what she cared about was only whether he believed her or not?

"Then do you believe me?" She only wanted them to believe her. What she hated the most was being mistreated.

"Believe me, This King believes in you!" Ming Liehan immediately pulled Luoluo into his embrace and patted her back soothingly, "There's no need to think about those things anymore. I believe in you, you have suffered greatly!"

It felt so good to be trusted ? Luoluo finally opened her mouth and laughed, but she had actually forgotten that she was being held tightly in Ming Liehan's embrace.

"I believe you ?." "As long as you believe me ?" Luoluo muttered. Suddenly, he felt the dizziness that he had endured for an entire night come back.

Why was he suddenly so good? How could he suddenly believe her?

But, with such a warm embrace, let her indulge in it and have a good sleep ? She really, really felt very uncomfortable ?

Ming Liehan's body stiffened as she lowered her head to look at the Luoluo who had fainted all of a sudden.