The vicious villain is in luck again

"Kneel down."

The emperor's anger sinks into his Dantian, and he is not angry but is proud of himself.

Everyone in the palace was kneeling on the floor, although no one knew why they were kneeling.

Su Qinghe was still lying lazily, looking into his clouded eyes, gentle and gentle, "Why is the emperor so angry today? Be careful that your anger will destroy your body."

The emperor gritted his teeth, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"I heard this. The emperor was angry at someone else, so he came here to vent his anger. It doesn't make sense."

Su Qinghe's words showed grievance, but the fearless smile on his face didn't seem like that.

The two faced each other for a while, and the whole world seemed to be frozen. The kneeling people were trembling, fearing that they would be harmed accidentally.

Finally, the emperor took the lead to end the situation by flicking his sleeves.

"Everyone, get out of here."

The palace people all breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly exited.

The last one thoughtfully closed the door, and in an instant only the emperor and Su Qinghe were left.

The air was eerily quiet.

The emperor sighed and softened his words, "She has been on good terms with you these days. Why did you drug her?"

Su Qinghe smiled softly, turned around and walked around the emperor. Every move he made was extremely elegant.

"If we don't drug her, she should have the energy to go around making trouble for that little girl."

"Besides." She put her arm on the emperor's shoulder and blew into his ear, "If I hadn't made her so sick that she couldn't get out of bed, do you think you would have had the chance to get close to her?"

"After having Gu Mingyuan, will she be too lazy to deal with you?"

Su Qinghe smiled mockingly.

"Aren't you still kicked out by her?"

A flash of pain flashed across the emperor's face, "I can't help her."

It's greasy and disgusting.

Su Qinghe's hand coated with bright red cinnamon patted his chest gently, and it took a long time to shake off the desire to vomit.

She sneered mercilessly, "Huh, you and him are the same. You are pretending to be affectionate here. Who is disgusting?"

The emperor's face turned pale and pale at times as he was ridiculed by Su Qinghe. His lips moved, but he could not say anything powerful.

Su Qinghe felt happy when she saw him struggling to explain. She sneered, "Don't worry, I'm not a cruel person. If I want to be cruel, I won't be cruel to her. After all, she is also a pitiful person."

"That medicine looks fierce, but it will only be effective tonight. Tomorrow she will be in high spirits and go to that little girl's birthday party."

The emperor got the answer he wanted, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and his face softened a lot. Thinking about the aggrieved feeling just now, he hardened his face again.

"Don't you just want to use her story to force me to come here? Now that I'm here, you can tell me."

Su Qinghe asked, "When do you plan to make Yu'er the crown prince?"

The emperor's expression froze, and the aura he had managed to maintain completely disappeared. He said with insufficient confidence, "Didn't I tell you that Yu'er is still too immature."

"The young one is probably Gu Mingyuan."

"In another year, Yu'er will be the weakest."

"Are you not planning to make Yu'er the crown prince at all?"

Su Qinghe approached the emperor step by step, speaking aggressively.

The tall emperor faced the petite Su Qinghe, but was forced to take a few steps back.

He dodged his eyes and turned his head, "What are you talking about?"

Su Qinghe still doesn't know what the man in front of him is thinking?

"The prince in your mind is Gu Mingyuan, and the queen in your mind is Zhao Luosu."

She said in a faint tone, "I tell you, as long as I live for one day, you don't want them to be in power."

As if he had been stepped on the tail of a fox, the emperor jumped to his feet and shouted, "Su Qinghe, please don't go too far. If it weren't for me, would you be in such a distinguished position now?"

He threatened, "You better behave, otherwise, I will take back everything I gave you."

Su Qinghe didn't want to accept the emperor's cruel behavior.

She raised the corners of her mouth and asked lightly.

"What did you give me?"

"Granting me the position of queen, letting me kill that couple of bitches with my own hands, and making Yu'er the prince are all the conditions you exchanged with me."

Reaching out to hold the man's chin, she said with disdain, "Gu Anjue, can you sit in this position without relying on me?"

"Don't think that you can defeat me if you become emperor. No matter how weak the Nongmen is, it will still be a powerful force."

Patting his cheek, Su Qinghe said, "I, Su Qinghe, have never been successfully threatened by anyone in my life."

It was obvious that he was treated in an almost insulting manner by her, but the emperor did not dare to show his anger again.

She is right, the power of Nongmen can indeed influence a dynasty.

Although he has weakened it a lot over the years, both covertly and overtly, it still cannot be underestimated.

The emperor thought about it several times and decided to soften his attitude and deal with her.

Decades have passed, and there is still so little time left.

He smiled and held Su Qinghe's hand tenderly, "Zitong, haven't I accomplished all the things I promised you?"

"The world thinks you are of low birth, so I will defy all opinions and make you my queen."

"Luo Yan is a popular general who protects the country and is a pillar of the country. I allow you to poison him."

"I have never cared about how you treat Luo Anran."

He spoke slowly, trying to make his words sound sincere and credible.

"I will issue an order regarding Yu'er when I find the right time."

Su Qinghe felt like vomiting again under the emperor's affectionate eyes. He heard his voice that she thought was magnanimous and tolerant. The more she listened, the more disgusted she became. She pulled her hand out in disgust and kept wiping it with her handkerchief.

"You really put yourself in a good position to talk about how good you are."

"Absolutely disgusting."

The world only commented that she was a peasant girl and not worthy of being a queen, but they did not know that the power of the peasant family behind her was beyond the reach of many people.

Farmers are never born, but this rule was broken because of a man.

Luoyan.

Su Qinghe silently recited this strange yet familiar name in his heart.

My heart hurt sharply, as if I had been hit by an arrow.

No matter how many years pass, she can never forgive.

"The day Yu'er was established as the prince was the time when the farm family changed hands."

Su Qinghe squeezed his hands, "The emperor will have one night to think slowly about what to do at Luo Anran's birthday party tomorrow."

The emperor wanted to speak, but she interrupted him, "I'm tired, so I won't send him to the emperor."

Seeing that there was no room for change, the emperor had no choice but to leave the room.

In Tonghua Hall, Nianqiu knocked on the door of An Ran, who had not come out from his room all afternoon.

"Princess, the clothes to be worn at tomorrow's birthday party have been sent here. Do you want to take a look?"

An Ran was thinking hard about how to face Ji Qinghan in the future. Her head hurt from thinking about it. After hearing Nian Qiu's words, she also wanted to relax and change her mind.

"Send it in."

Several little maids came in carrying mahogany trays, put them down quietly and left.

An Ran glanced at it and saw that it was a red and white outfit. The red was not the orthodox red, it was darker, but it looked calm and generous.

It feels smooth, soft and very comfortable.

Nian Qiu handed a small black box to An Ran with both hands, "Princess, it is well preserved."

An Ran took it curiously and opened it to see a wood-carved hairpin lying on the red velvet cloth.

This hairpin has been polished smooth. Although it has been aged for several years, the texture is still fine and the luster is still the same. It can be seen that it was made from carefully selected wood.

But the amazing thing is that it is not like ordinary hairpins that have some patterns carved on one end, but the entire hairpin is carved to look like a vine. On the head of the hairpin are several clusters of small ears of grass, which are weirdly mixed, but there is one

Simple beauty.

The question is, where did this hairpin come from, and does it have anything to do with her?

An Ran held it up and said, "This is it?"

Nian Qiu leaned forward and said, "I think the princess doesn't remember that when you first entered the palace, you ordered your servants and Ling Dong to carefully put this hairpin into the storehouse and take it out again on your eighteenth birthday."

"Oh." An Ran admitted openly, "I really don't remember it."

Nian Qiu smiled slightly, "The princess once mentioned that this is an extremely important thing for you. You should show it to others when you are eighteen years old. Tomorrow, the slave will come to serve you and put it on."

She lowered her head and left the room.

An Ran held the hairpin between his fingers, "What is something extremely important?"

"This is the token of love between your father and your mother."

"Girl Goose, it was your mother who told you to wear this hairpin when you were eighteen."

An Ran wondered, "Why do you have to wear it when you are eighteen years old?"

"Not sure."

Tiandao jumped on the table and sat down, "Nvgoose, I just found out that your parents were the previous Son of Luck and Daughter of Luck in this small world."

Is there still such a thing?

An Ran put away the hairpin and turned to look at Tiandao, "You mean Luo Yan and..."

What is the name of Luo Yan's wife?

"Su Manman."

"Yes." An Ran asked, "Are Luo Yan and Su Manman the children of luck from the past in this small world?"

Tiandao nodded, "But they didn't die well."

"What's the meaning?"

"Luo Yan died on the battlefield, and Su Manman died in love. They did not die of old age normally."

An Ran was surprised, "Aren't they going to be favored by the small world? Can't they live a good life?"

"The sons and daughters of luck will be favored by the small world because they can bring extra luck to the small world, but it does not mean that they can be superior to others."

Tiandao paused for a moment and continued.

"Furthermore, sons of luck and daughters of luck are not necessarily good people. Like ordinary people, they will make mistakes, and even make bigger mistakes to cover up the last mistake."

Therefore, he never pointed out the things that Nvgoose did and her attitude toward the Son of Destiny.

Because as the Dao of Heaven, he clearly understands that the so-called sons of luck and daughters of luck are just more lucky than others by chance. Others, there is no difference at all.

An Ran not only stayed in the room all afternoon, but also all night, and didn't even ask Nianqiu to bring dinner.

Late at night, when most people were asleep, Lonicera vigilante quietly approached Anran's door.

Luo Anran has been very unusual in the past two months. She has been extremely close to Nian Qiu and has not let her follow her closely for a long time.

It was the same in the past two days. Luo Anran was in the room and never came out at all. Nian Qiu was all in and out.

Mysterious.

She wanted to inquire about Luo Anran from Nianqiu, but Nianqiu was very tight-lipped and refused to say anything.

Liao Dong rubbed her hands. She must know what Luo Anran was doing in the room today.

I poked a hole in the window paper quietly. The room was pitch black, and the gauze curtains inside were tightly covered, so I couldn't see anything clearly.

Without even looking at Lonicera twice, I felt sleepy.

She covered her yawning mouth, wondering why she suddenly wanted to sleep?

Forget it, let’s go back and take a nap first.

She was about to turn around when a heavy hand pressed down on her shoulder.