Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

He was disdainful in his heart, but he did a good job on the surface and respectfully refused: "Your Majesty has a holy name, is kind, respectful and caring for the people. I am extremely grateful for your consideration, but I feel ashamed."

"I am stupid and know that I cannot be a good minister, and I have no such great ambitions. In this life, I just want to be in love with the mountains and rivers, and be a person who wanders around the clouds and wild cranes. I write poems and look at paintings every day. From now on, I will never care about the affairs of the court. "

"In this case, I hope your majesty will make it happen."

He kowtowed and spoke word by word.

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When relaying these words to Pei Tingwen, the new emperor observed his reaction.

He was sitting on a side chair in the study, still wearing a cold and solemn black suit.

She has a white face, dark eyes, and pale lips, and has a sentimental and literary appearance.

As he approaches the age of thirty, time has not left any trace on his body. He is becoming more handsome and handsome, like a god walking in this noisy world, without joy or anger, but extremely oppressive.

Looking at each other makes one's heart tremble.

In front of him was Qi Lin, who had already ascended the throne as emperor, and his aura was a bit lower and weaker.

He stood and said: "Uncle, Third Brother, he has said this, and it is the ancestor's rule, so I... approved it, is this appropriate..."

Pei Tingwen lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea. Hearing his decision, he didn't have any big reaction and said in a calm voice, "You make the decision."

"Now that you are the monarch, you can think carefully about everything and do whatever you want to do. I believe you can do it well."

"..." Qi Lin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, uncle, don't worry, Lin'er knows."

He always respected him, even if he became the emperor, it would still be the same and would not change.

Although others may say that he is so powerful that he might want to rebel, but Qi Lin still believes in him.

He didn't care what others said.

He always relied on his uncle.

If there is any problem that is difficult to deal with, I will always ask him.

"Uncle, there is another question..." He hesitated a little, wondering whether to say the next words, "The third brother also made a request... I don't know whether I should agree to this request."

"What?"

"He... proposed that he would like his fiancée to go to the fief together and get married immediately after the period of filial piety and mourning for his father has passed."

Pei Tingwen put down his teacup with a certain movement.

The next moment, his dark eyes looked over, extremely deep, deep darkness, and extremely cold, "Fiancée?"

"She is the queen's second sister." Qi Lin thought he didn't know who he was referring to, so he explained, "Yun Si, the two thousand gold daughters of the Yun family, is sixteen this year."

"..." There was an extremely unusual silence.

The face that was too calm and unresponsive made him feel particularly penetrating at this moment.

He looked at him, his eyes dark and terrifying, faintly, as if covered with a layer of haze.

I can't see anything anymore, I can't see his emotional changes, I can't see what he's thinking at the moment.

Maybe, it's not very good.

Qi Lin, who has been with Pei Tingwen all year round, more or less understands his temperament - he doesn't get emotional easily.

In his words, too many unnecessary emotions will consume a person's energy.

but now……

Qi Lin seemed to feel something and added: "Don't worry, uncle, I haven't agreed to this matter yet. After all, it involves a girl marrying away before she is married. I only told the third brother to think about it again and did not agree."