Chapter 3315 "This Palace... Lacks a Fengjun. Is the Young Master Willing to Marry Me?" [Part]

After Princess Xizhao ascended the throne,

In just one year,

Therefore, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the age is prosperous and beautiful.

But……

This peaceful day has gone too long, and some people have begun to wonder why His Highness's harem is now empty, not even a single servant. This is always a bad thing.

So he began to remonstrate again and again, pleading earnestly for the harem.

In the royal study,

Liang Shangshu was persuading the emperor with earnest words, when the door of the imperial study room was suddenly pushed open.

A beam of light came in, a little dazzling.

The clear and cold voice fell, neither light nor heavy. It was cold and noble, but it also seemed to carry some inexplicable bloody danger.

"Does Liang Shangshu think that he is too leisurely?"

Liang Shangshu's body trembled subconsciously, and slowly stiffened. He closed his mouth and swallowed hard. He only saw a figure in white walking past him. He was tall and beautiful, like a orchid orchid, but also cold and inviolable.

It is today's young general.

Jin Yao.

According to the rumors in the capital.

As for this young general, he was with His Highness before he became famous. Later, he became famous after a battle, and became even more loyal to His Highness Xizhao. No matter how others tried to win over him, he remained unmoved and did everything for His Highness.

That night a year ago, the prince forced the palace to rebel. The young general laid a dragnet in the palace, took the lead in escorting him, and captured the deposed prince alive.

Later, when the capital was in chaos and various factions emerged one after another, the young general always stood by His Highness Xizhao and eliminated the enemy parties with cold-blooded methods.

When His Highness Xizhao succeeded to the throne, this young general was also the first to stand up and support him.

It is said that Jin Yao coldly and neatly dealt with the fierce resistance at the beginning.

Completely opposite to this decisive and ruthless style of doing things, the young general is dressed in white, has integrity like bamboo, loves pear flowers, and is good at music.

The white clothes are as clear as snow, and the beauty is both skin and bone. She always has a cold and indifferent temperament, as indestructible as the breeze and the bright moon. A vermilion tear mole in the corner of her eye is cool and glistening.

The guqin music is about unparalleled talent and stunning beauty.

Such an elegant and noble person, a person who is like an immortal, but cruel and ruthless in his methods, I am afraid that the only elegance and warmth he has is given to His Highness Xizhao.

No one in the capital would say anything privately.

This young general is the sharpest sword in the hands of His Highness Xizhao. With just one order,

When the cold blade flashes, it is invincible.

That is such loyalty that it is even greater than life.

And the young general's reverse scale...

Everyone knows.

Jin Yao never liked others to mention the harem in front of His Highness.

Liang Shangshu gritted his teeth and screamed something bad in his heart. He raised his head and glanced at the emperor, only to see that his posture was lazy and indifferent, and he was very noble and impressive.

He didn't care at all and even acquiesced to Jin Yao's behavior of entering the imperial study room without permission and making rude remarks.

In this way, Liang Shangshu swallowed timidly and silently withdrew.

Only the princess and Jinyao were left in the imperial study.

The young man in snow clothes stood there in silence for a moment, then walked forward silently, and wrapped his slender fingers around the girl's wrist. The touch under his hands was delicate and could be easily mastered. He hugged the princess from behind, and the tall and tall girl was easily grasped. She enveloped the person, tilted her head slightly when she leaned over, put her fair chin on the princess's shoulder, her long eyelashes drooped, her thin lips pursed slightly, and she murmured in a low voice, with a somewhat pitiful meaning: "Your Highness, there is always someone Want to rob you from me."