[BL, MTL] The Villain and I are Best Friends (Quick Wear)

Chapter 54: My Uncle and I are Best Friends (3)

Just after the hour of You, Lin Guo was surrounded by a group of palace people and climbed onto the Dragon Boat Festival. Eight people carried them on the dragon boat, and there were two rows of palace maids and eunuchs following behind. This scene looked like It seems to be grand, but in fact it is Zhao Chong monitoring him.

"Your Majesty has arrived -"

A quarter of an hour later, the shrill voice of the eunuch in charge outside the Taiji Palace opened the banquet. Lin Guo walked off the dragon boat, brushing his sleeves and walking in without any fear. At the center of everyone's attention.

"Long live my emperor!"

Following the young man's unhurried pace, the courtiers and foreign envoys in the Tai Chi Palace bowed and worshiped in a standard manner. Regardless of whether they had real power or not, as long as the young man's outer robe was on If they still embroider dragon patterns for one day, they have to follow the rules set by their ancestors.

Among a group of courtiers and courtiers who were kneeling on the ground to salute, Zhao Chong, who was sitting at the head of the throne and drinking alone, stood out. He directly ignored the person who caused the trouble. Lin Guo sat on the throne and raised his hand: "Everyone I love you."

In previous missions, he had played many emperors. Although most of them were kings of subjugated countries, this did not prevent Lin Guo from mastering the so-called majesty of an emperor.

Unexpectedly, this time the other party actually overshadowed his usual gentleness. Zhao Chong put down his wine glass and unconsciously turned his eyes to the young man sitting on the golden dragon chair.

The other party was wearing a dragon robe that he had specially selected. Others did not dare to look directly at the holy face. Only he, a rebellious and rebellious minister, could notice the young man's charming waistline outlined by the golden lace.

Every move he made was charming. Looking at the other party's light pink lips that had been moisturized after inviting everyone to drink, Zhao Chong squinted his eyes, and an idea that had already been born in his heart became more and more determined.

It was not that he had not noticed the man's fiery and unscrupulous gaze. While Lin Guo was perfectly dealing with the envoys of the malicious courtiers under the table, he also wondered in his heart whether Zhao Chong's character had experienced the abstinence from time to time in the previous world, Shen Ji. the subsequent rebound.

[Let you go to this world to do a lot of hard work in the name of recuperating your body.] After gloating twice, Zero Eleven promptly sent his "investigation report", [The dream has been tried, but you can always give it a hundred. Personal heart. ]

He said "hmm" without much care, and Lin Guo said that now he almost no longer needs to rely on Meng Huangliang to identify each other. Although men have different appearances and experiences in each world, after being together for so long, Lin Guo could already recognize the other person from some inadvertent little movements.

There is also the blackness that is engraved in his bones. As long as he looks at the most paranoid person around him, he will never admit his mistake.

"...In addition to paying tribute, what is more important when the king sends us here this time is to present the most precious treasure of our tribe to His Majesty." He clapped his hands to the people behind him, and the envoys in foreign clothes puffed out their chests. With a proud face, he said, "Her Royal Highness Turandot is the most beloved princess of the King and the brightest pearl on our grassland." As the

envoy clapped his hands, a man wearing a bright red gauze slowly walked in outside the Tai Chi Palace. The beautiful girl in the skirt has bluish eyes and deep facial features. She looks completely different from the women in the Central Plains.

The girl was barefoot, and the small golden bell tied to her ankle made a crisp sound as the other person moved. Ignoring the people who were talking in low voices, the girl crossed her hands on her chest and bowed to the young man on the dragon chair. .

"Turandot of the Qiang tribe has met your majesty. May your majesty enjoy eternal blessings and live as long as heaven."

- The Ling Dynasty was powerful and Zhao Chong had just won a battle not long ago. The Qiang tribe seemed to be confused and gave the princess to a puppet. Lin Guo may not have some temptation in mind.

It turned out that this was the alien princess who was mentioned as marrying Ling An in the original work. She didn't expect to hear such a familiar name in this world. Lin Guo nodded and signaled the girl to get up, but in her heart she was thinking about how painful it would be for her to walk barefoot. It doesn't hurt.

It was late autumn, and there was no red carpet in the Tai Chi Hall. He was walking barefoot on the jade-paved ground. Just thinking about it made Lin Guo feel a chill rising from his feet.

[hey-hey! Guoguo wake up hey! ] Calling back someone who was wandering outside the world, Zero Eleven anxiously reminded Lin Guo in his ear, "You have been paying attention to that Turandot for too long. If you continue to look at the villain, he will get caught." ]

How long? He only looked at it for two seconds at most.

Calmly glancing at Zhao Chong's face from the corner of his eye, Lin Guo found that not only did the other person look unhappy, but he even looked at the girl in the red dress with a hint of murderous intent.

I don't know whether Turandot was brave or fearless. Overcoming the obstruction of the palace people, the girl walked straight to Lin Guo and spoke like an oriole: "I heard that Your Majesty's first time in Dabao's harem is empty. Turandot is not talented, so I am willing to enter boldly." The palace will share your worries for Your Majesty."

I have never seen a woman so bold and talk about her marriage. The ministers were in an uproar and couldn't help but discuss in low voices.

"If you want to be my niece-in-law, you have to see if you have the qualifications," Zhao Chong put down the wine bottle and choked unceremoniously, "The most important thing for entering the palace as a concubine is to be virtuous. The princess is beautiful and virtuous. But it's still a few points behind." As soon as

the regent spoke, everyone present immediately found the vane of the team, mistakenly thinking that the other party did not want the little emperor to get out of control with the help of the Qiang people, Zhao Chong's ministers immediately exerted their 200% retorted with eloquence.

Even though she is a cheerful and outgoing foreign princess, Turandot is still just a girl who is not yet under age. Seeing her clenching her fists as if she was about to get angry, Lin Guo quickly threw down his sleeves to stop the chaos in the palace: "That's enough!"

Just kidding, Ling Chao never fought with foreigners from beginning to end in the original novel. If he ignited the flames of war when he came back, all his colleagues in the scum-crushing department would definitely laugh their heads off when he returned.

The emperor was angry and laid down millions of corpses. Even though the young man had no power in his hands, the sudden burst of anger from the other party still shocked everyone in the palace except Zhao Chong.

"All the words and swords are directed at a weak woman. All my ministers are really promising." Looking around, Lin Guo deliberately skipped where Zhao Chong was and turned his attention to Turandot, who was biting her red lips at the foot of the steps. , Lin Guo slowed down his voice, "Thanks to the princess's kindness, but I have no intention of accepting a concubine for the time being, and I'm afraid I will disappoint the princess."

Not to mention Zhao Chong and his current situation, even if Lin Guo has no lover and is not restricted, he will not A young girl could become a victim of politics so easily.

Life in the palace is too boring and not suitable for a girl who grew up on the grassland.

[Did you know that you look like a kind old father now? ] complained in a low voice, Ling Shiyi still did not forget to sell his own Amway, [If you like, you can have one by yourself, 20% off on fertility drugs, do you want me to help you get one in seconds? ]

[Occasionally, I just don't want her to grow old and die in the palace or be directly buried like in the original novel. ] Glancing gently at Turandot, who was stubborn and unwilling to compromise, Lin Guo cleverly changed the expression to a less hurtful one: "The pearl of the prairie should not just be regarded as a marriage gift. The princess is cute and cute, naturally." It deserves better."

"The palace is cold and cold, and it is not worthy for the princess to spend her life here."

As soon as Lin Guo finished speaking, the girl who had just been criticized by everyone without showing weakness immediately blushed, feeling the young man's kind and sincere gaze. , Turandot ignored the anxious looks of the envoy behind him, bowed solemnly and then retreated.

The emperor of the Ling Dynasty was right. If it weren't for her father's fate, how could she be willing to marry to a foreign country and become a concubine who competed with others for favor and could never be corrected.

Lin Guo spoke very softly, so the officials only saw Turandot being ordered to retreat, but did not hear any conversation between the two.

Unlike other courtiers and envoys who looked confused, Zhao Chong, who was sitting not far from the young man's seat, could easily hear the brief conversation between the two. Thanks to his five senses, he could even hear the hidden meaning in the young man's final voice. Helplessly, I saw tears appearing in the girl's eyes.

Compassion among the weak? Zhao Chong raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and an unknown fire suddenly surged in Zhao Chong's heart.

Although he could show true tenderness to a foreigner he had just met, he treated him coldly and without pretense. Although he knew that this was due to the subtle relationship between the two, Zhao Chong still could not persuade him. Accept it all calmly.

Thinking back carefully, it seems that before the late emperor passed away, his cheap nephew who didn't like to compete for fame and status was particularly disliked by him.

It's okay not to recall it, but the more I recall it, the angrier it becomes. The singing and dancing in the Tai Chi Hall are peaceful and joyful, but Zhao Chong's eyes staring at the side of the young man's face are so cold that it seems like ice could fall from his face.

Pretending not to notice the man's hot and cold gaze that made one's hair stand on end, Lin Guo dealt with the difficulties of the ministers with ease, and finally successfully sent Turandot home without Zhao Chong making trouble.

They keenly noticed that the young man on the throne seemed to be different from the "Your Majesty" who usually wandered outside the court like a decoration. Seeing that Zhao Chong did not express his position, some discerning ministers immediately changed their tone and no longer behaved like this. So aggressive at first.

The banquet ended successfully in such a seemingly peaceful atmosphere. Although there were a few small disturbances, when they left the banquet, everyone had a satisfied smile on their face that could not tell the truth from the false.

Living in the palace is really tiring. After moving his shoulders, which had been tense for too long and were so sore, Lin Guo suddenly felt that being like the original owner as a mascot in the court might not be such a bad thing.

"Do you like it?" A big hand with clear joints covered the sore area, and withdrew from the palace. Zhao Chong kneaded several acupuncture points precisely, "As long as An'er is willing to make a deal with this king, I will also be able to do it in the future." You can delegate power like today."

The danger in the man's words was barely concealed, but the bargaining chip offered by the other party was so tempting that the young man was actually knocked out of his mind by it in an instant: "What deal?"

"I want you to be mine."