I was reborn by the emperor

It rained lightly the next day, and the raindrops strung obliquely into lines, washing the glazed tiles of the palace shiny. with.

When Xu Lianlang woke up, it was already late, she was annoyed at her snooze, and almost forgot about the business.

Fortunately, it's not too late. Today, I'm going to Zhen Guogong's mansion. She always has to clean up. For Dou Xihui... Xu Lianlang can't express her feelings. She thinks that most of the women in this world will be their parents. The fate, the words of the matchmaker.

Even so, where should we talk about love and not love?

It's all just a family relationship, that's how she and Dou Xihui should be, but they don't know why his fiancé hasn't shown up after so long.

She was panicked, afraid that if she continued to get along with Lu Jieming day and night, she would really ignore her marriage contract with Dou Xihui.

She can't respond to Dou Xihui's feelings, but she must not violate the fate of this husband and wife.

Before the sun came out, the hall was gloomy. She stepped on her shoes and socks and habitually opened the window to look out.

The bead window on the east side of Qianqing Palace is facing a shallow pond. In the early spring, the grass is not even up to the upper of the shoe. It is really nothing to see, but at the corner of the line of sight, she only needs to squat down a little. I saw the kid playing Cuju in front of the west hall.

He is still very young, and he is not very stable when walking, so he has already tried to lift his feet to kick.

The palace man beside him held up an umbrella to support him, watching him toss around clumsily for a long time with his short legs, babbling to chase the ball.

The palace people had no choice but to pick up the Cuju kicked far away, kick it far away, pick it up again, and repeat it again and again, in exchange for the children's laughter.

On a rainy day, everything is not bright enough, but the child applauds the continuous drizzle.

This is not the first day I saw him.

At first, she was physically overwhelmed, mentally weak, occasionally sober, and when there was no one in the hall, she was really lonely. Lu Jieming was always afraid of disturbing her, but this kind of undulating silence also annoyed her. Getting the child to play around just relieved her troubles.

She just started to get out of bed and had to support the table and stool, so she moved three times, and got close to the window, just facing the round back of her head.

He was held in the arms of the palace man, and he didn't know what the palace man had to do to tease the child, making him laugh so much that his saliva flowed out.

The palace man went to look for the silk handkerchief in his bosom, and took advantage of the situation to change the position of hugging him, which just happened to be right with Xu Lianlang.

Is a very beautiful child.This is the age when you can't tell the difference between a man and a woman. At first glance, if the hair hadn't been shaved a lot, Xu Lianlang would have thought it was a girl.

Especially those eyes, with a little indescribable softness.

Those eyes are black and bright, one end of the eye is facing down and the other is facing upwards. The shape of the eyes is close to that of a phoenix eye, but it is not the same. It is too pointed. Because I am still a child, the black pupils account for more than the whites of the eyes. , which greatly dilutes the femininity of the eye shape.His cheeks were fleshy, and he had such a pair of eyes, if he didn't just stare at them, he wouldn't be too feminine.

The hair on both sides of his temples has been shaved off a little, leaving only the hair at the back of his head, braided thinly, then tied with a red silk ribbon, casually placed on the white fox collar on his coat, and a red gold collar is worn around his neck , a single collar without other decorations.

Normally speaking, such a luxurious necklace would be more matched with jade treasures. Xu Lianlang raised his eyes curiously, and happened to meet the child's eyes.

She was a little bit embarrassed, what was it like to peek at the window, and it was still in a place like Qianqing Palace.

She was about to hide when she saw the child waving his chubby hands and making a series of whimpers in her direction.

It's a pose to hug her.

His snow-white arms were like lotus roots, and seeing that she was about to leave, he was even more impatient, his words were unclear and incoherent, how could the servants around him understand, and the bead window was so low and wide. Concealed, mostly blocked by a thick ginkgo.

It was also the child who had sharp eyes and saw her at a glance.

How could Xu Lianlang dare to recruit the child here, she is not stupid, she has lived in Qianqing Palace for a long time and has no proper status, if she is really looked at by others, wouldn't it be trouble for Lu Jieming.

Even though her heart was itching, she still crouched down shivering.

Fortunately, the child didn't continue to make trouble, and he couldn't see her, so he forgot about it.

But every day at this hour, she would always sneak a peek at it.I can't say why, but it's probably because recuperating from illness is really boring, and a bouncing child can still provide some comfort.

It's the same today. She thought she wouldn't come out when it rained, but she didn't expect the child to be very playful. A group of people gathered around him to hold an umbrella for him, and it was inevitable that he got wet. His thin braids were wrinkled. Baba was wet into a ball.

The group of palace people around him really indulged too much. Such a young child, after being exposed to rain, would easily get hot at night. She couldn't stand it, but there was nothing she could do.

Thinking this way, when he heard the movement in the hall, the palace people were busy for a while, Xu Lianlang reckoned that Lu Jieming had turned down, and after waiting for a while, no one came in, and saw the person who was supposed to be in the hall through the bead window. picked up the child.

The child was visibly happy, rubbing his clothes affectionately.

Then the palace servants knelt all over the ground, slammed their heads heavily on the rain-soaked grass, and shouted urgently: "Your Majesty, spare your life."

What did Lu Jieming say again, Xu Lianlang couldn't hear him because he was so far away, but his skillful hugging the child still hurt her eyes.

Subtle emotions suddenly appeared in her heart, and she couldn't help but guess the relationship and identity of the two people.

Xu Lianlang turned around and leaned against the wall. Before she had time to change her clothes, the inner garment was tightly pressed against the wall, and strands of cool air gradually spread to her lower back.

She hunched her back, the butterfly bones propped up the fabric of her clothes, and her thin wrists rested on the ground. When she heard the sound of greetings from outside, she woke up like a dream, suppressed all her emotions, and shrank back to the half-cold quilt among.

It also rained on Lu Jieming's coat, he took off his coat, and took a while outside before coming in, he was overly careful, even if there was such a slight air-conditioning in the spring rain, he was worried about Xu Lianlang.

Concubine Xian is a helpless person, she can't even take care of her son, when the order of confinement was issued, Zheng'er was able to sneak out with her nanny, and even ran to the vicinity of Qianqing Palace.

He seldom gets angry with the women in the harem, but now he is really angry. Zheng'er hasn't seen his father for too long, clinging to him and acting like a spoiled child, he pretends not to see him, and insists on pulling him off his body and returning him to the nanny.

He is already benevolent and righteous, and it is impossible for others to make progress.

He wanted to tell Xu Lianlang about the serious matter later, now is not the best time, at least he had to wait for Xu Lianlang to get used to it.

He stood outside the threshold of the inner hall, with his long body leaning against the door frame, and let Si'er kneel in front of him to help him disassemble the complicated buckle. Si'er clasped his hand on the buckle, not daring to say anything, Ming's expression was icy cold, although it was slowly relaxing, the air-conditioning was still lingering in his eyes.

The dragon robe was cumbersome and couldn't be taken off for a long time. He just leaned against the door frame, silently, but Si'er could clearly feel his impatience.

Sure enough, when he reached the Linjie point, he brushed away Si'er's hand, pulled straight away, the fabric was torn, he threw it casually, and walked into the hall.

This is a dragon robe, so many people dream of it, Si'er dared not slack off, and hurriedly picked up the ball of dragon robe from Lu Jieming's feet.

The closer he was to the bed, the lighter Lu Jieming's footsteps were. The heavy bed curtain was in front of him. He raised his hand, but just touched it, and he lowered it before opening a gap.

Almost, there was no such difference between men and women again, maybe it was because she was in a coma for the past six years, he was used to everything with his own hands, and he began to stubbornly treat her as his own property, and then restrained him hard.

He can't repeat the mistakes he made six years ago.

He stopped here, stuck outside the bed curtain, and said: "A-Lang forgot to go to Zhen Guogong's mansion today, hasn't he got up yet?"

Xu Lianlang is used to getting up early in the past few days, and today she is still nestled in bed. Lu Jieming was worried that she was not feeling well, and when he heard the rustling sound of getting dressed inside, he took a few steps back.

Not knowing what he thought of, he suddenly gave a wry smile and shook his head secretly.

Xu Lianlang was wearing a lotus root pink brocade wide-sleeved dress today. Her hair could not be tied in time, and her long hair was scattered over her shoulders, exceeding the length of her waistline.

The sky suddenly cleared, and the sun after the rain was always shallow, but when this ray of light shone on Xu Lianlang's face, Lu Jieming felt it was dazzling for no reason, his phoenix eyes narrowed, and he was reluctant to turn away.

This seemed to be the first time she dressed up in front of Lu Jieming after her rebirth.It was also the first time that Lu Jieming looked at her from the beginning to the end like this. In the previous relationship, she was often lingering on the sick bed. She was so pale that even her breathing was weak.

At the point between them, the stage of admiration due to appearance has long passed, but when I saw it today, my chest was still throbbing.

Even if it is "food and sex", it has only been given to her for so many years.

The sixteen-year-old Xu Lianlang was different from the one in his memory. In his memory, she had the appearance of a mature woman. The woman's body was curvy and exquisite, her body was fully developed, and the fully bloomed flowers were extremely delicate and beautiful.

But when this kind of demeanor is spread on the 16-year-old body, that kind of delicate and charming becomes the cuteness of the little daughter's family again, the oval face is smooth and full, and the blush on the cheeks is the background color of the skin, which has not been fully stretched Her facial features made her look like a doll with New Year pictures that would be pasted on doors and windows on New Year's Eve.

This is a scenery that Lu Jieming has never kept in mind. He was only ten years old back then, trying to test her intentions. He was young and ignorant, and missed her like this.

Lu Jieming's gaze was too focused, if the gaze had any substance, it would make her sweat a little when it fell on her body.

Xu Lianlang unconsciously bit her upper and lower lip, and the color of her lips became more crimson because of this biting. She spared him, sat in front of the dowry, and looked at him through the lens anxiously.

The hair was too long, she raised her hands to gather it together, and frowned, "I have to cut it off, it's too long and it's not easy to curl it."

Just when the palace people came forward and surrounded her, without that gaze, Xu Lianlang's shoulders that had been raised all the time relaxed.

The maid waited carefully, the scissors fell on the hair, and the hair fell to the ground.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, but her mind was completely absent. The process of applying makeup was complicated, and the pearl hairpins swayed and collided between the buns, which was indescribably luxurious.

Who would have thought that the little maid would be able to change into this appearance.

Seeing Lu Jieming go to the outer hall, Xu Lianlang slowly raised the corners of his eyes, seemingly unintentionally asking: "Does Your Majesty have any heirs?"