Chapter 924 He Proton, Don't Blacken 14

Without saying a word, she directly took all the faults on herself, and did not give Hua Yong the slightest chance to take the blame.

Your Majesty, do you not care about your reputation at all?

Now that the empress is like this, what else can the censors say?

The emperor himself admitted that he was wrong, what else do you want?

Do you really want Her Majesty the Empress to write an edict of guilt?

To put it bluntly, it means that the Empress slept late and missed her morning court once.

In addition, Bi Wanhua has always been called a Mingjun after he has been on the throne for so many years.

The censors thought about it carefully, and felt that Her Majesty the Empress had admitted that she was wrong, and there was really nothing to blacken, so forget it.

That's it.

When the news spread to Jianjia Palace, Hua Yong couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, she shook her head again: "She's just so capricious."

But when he said this, the smile on his face couldn't be restrained at all.

Sui'er next to her couldn't help joking: "How many years have I served in the palace, and I have heard too many stories, but I have never seen an emperor with such an expression."

With a smile on his face, Hua Yong said: "I'm a little sleepy, Sui Er, you can watch outside, I'll take a nap."

When Shi Jun is resting, he never likes to be guarded by others, so Sui'er hastily retreated.

When Sui'er went out, Hua Yong put away the smile on his face.

He stood up and looked at the wind chimes outside the window, and there was no trace of affection and tenderness in his expression.

The affection for more than a year, at the beginning, was nothing more than hypocrisy.

But he reached out to hold his heart, where it was beating.

The next moment, a gust of wind flashed by.

An inconspicuous little ball of paper was thrown into the house from nowhere.

Hua Yong's expression turned serious, he bent down to pick it up, and opened it.

There is only one line of short words on it: the emperor is seriously ill, and the kings seem to be in harmony with each other.

Hua Yong tore up the piece of paper expressionlessly and threw it into the teapot.

The man is very ill.

In the current Great Xia, the jar of water has been muddied, right?

Who can still think of King Lin'an who was exiled to Suzaku more than a year ago?

He has made every step of the way this year, and it is time for the few nails he has set to move.

Another year of winter.

After Bi Lanting went to the palace to pay a visit to A Zhao, she remembered that it was the time when the plum garden was in bloom.

Thinking of those few red plums, which just matched her Fufeng Terrace, she took two palace maids to the plum garden to pick plums for herself.

In the entire Suzaku Dynasty, only Bi Lanting dared to do this.

Who doesn't know that those few red plums are Her Majesty's favorite, it is difficult for ordinary people to look at them, let alone pick them.

Only this much-loved princess dared to say such words, and she would fold a few plums and go back to raise them.

Bi Lanting walked into the plum garden.

It just snowed in the morning, and the snow was half a boot deep, and it creaked when I stepped on it.

In the icy and snowy land, countless vigorous flower branches bloomed against the snow, and the cold fragrance came to the nostrils.

Bi Lanting was not such an elegant person, she walked towards Hongmei excitedly.

Just when he was about to get closer, he realized that someone had stepped up first.

"Who?" An elegant voice sounded.

Bi Lanting looked up subconsciously.

Coincidentally, that person was also looking back towards this side.

Bi Lanting was suddenly infatuated.

In the vast expanse of white ice and snow in the four seas, a few red plums sprouted in an instant, the red plums were dazzling and eye-catching, and the world was enlivened in an instant.

But no matter how dazzling the red plums are, they cannot compare to the man in a plain cloak standing under the plum branches.

The snow was white, the cloak was white, and the white fox fur around his neck was white.

As a result, the blackness and delicacy of the eyebrows and eyes became more prominent.