Chapter 1145 Oops, Dressed as Pan Jinlian (60)
"Your Majesty should know the disposition of the people's daughters, and she would rather be a piece of jade than a tile. However, in the Palace of the Prince of England, the people's daughter said a word to the Concubine Ying. I don't know if the Emperor has heard it." Xia Qiu answered quietly, and paused. , "Men girls don't want anything else in this life, but want to be a couple for the rest of their lives!"
"Bold!" Zhao Jing angrily kicked the table next to him.
There was a loud noise, the table fell to the ground, and the porcelain on it was broken into pieces.
"Xia Qiu! I didn't expect you to have such an ambition to be the only one to be spoiled. I know that even if I allow it, the court ministers can't condone you like this. You can say such words!"
The raging anger made the whole imperial study room breathless.
But kneeling there, facing Zhao Jing's overwhelming anger, Xia Qiu looked very calm, smiled, and looked at Zhao Jing again.
"So Your Majesty, if you insist on Xia Qiu entering the palace, then Xia Qiu has nothing to refute, but Xia Qiu is afraid that he will not be able to control himself when the time comes, and when he sees those concubines and talented people, he will not be able to resist attacking them..."
"The hearts of civilian girls are very small, and they can only accommodate one person. Even if they get the emperor's love, they will never be satisfied."
"And you know the temperament of the people's daughters. Once they are raised in the deep palace, the people's daughters may not be able to control themselves at that time. They will look at the emperor's heirs and favorite concubines and do some crazy things."
"Are you threatening me?" Zhao Jing's handsome face was heavy.
The emperor in the bright yellow dragon robe and the woman in the light green dress kneeling on the ground, the atmosphere in the imperial study room was tense, but facing the black-faced emperor and the woman in the light green dress, their expressions were calm and calm.
She shook her head again, looking at Zhao Jing with clear eyes.
"No, this is not a threat, but to tell the emperor what the emperor knows."
Zhao Jing was silent for a moment.
Yes, he knows, he knows her temperament, and also knows her methods.
He wholeheartedly thought that if Xia Qiu could enter the palace, then he would not have to worry about the peace of the harem in the future, and she could continue to contribute to him and join hands with the world.
But he forgot what the consequences would be if this method was used in the harem.
Zhao Jing is not unaware of how horrible things jealousy among women can make them do.
There is a couple for life, and when he heard Xia Qiu's words, the picture that instantly appeared in his mind was so beautiful, and this may be what he dreamed of in his heart.
But, as an emperor, how could he be so capricious?
"You won." After a while, Zhao Jing said in a bitter tone, "Get up, Staff Xia."
With a dull pain in his heart, Zhao Jing sat back behind the case.
Becoming an emperor, he has not yet finished enjoying the unscrupulous wantonness, he has already experienced the constraints and helplessness of this position.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Xia Qiu lowered his head and kowtowed.
She should thank Zhao Jing, he gave her a chance to maneuver, and he didn't use the imperial power to force her into the palace to become a concubine, so he let her go.
"Go back to your hometown and never come back." Zhao Jing's weary voice came from there.
Xia Qiu got up.
She looked at him. The man was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and was sitting behind the case. Behind him was the bustling and exquisite dragon painting wall. The huge painting wall was like a black shadow, pressing heavily on Zhao Jing and also on Zhao Jing. His straight figure seemed to be the shadow behind him.
I haven't seen him for two months, and the handsome and handsome prince has already had a habit of frowning shallow wrinkles between his brows, and the emperor's coercion has also begun to take shape.