Empress, your husband is invincible

As soon as he turned around, Ye Cheng saw Ling Xuejian who was looking haggard in front of the bronze mirror.

"what happened?"

Ye Cheng asked softly, stepping forward with some disordered breath.

Ling Xuejian remained motionless.

Ye Cheng frowned even more, subconsciously put his hand on Ling Xuejian's shoulder.

As soon as he exerted a little force, trying to pull Ling Xuejian towards him, he suddenly saw Ling Xuejian's mouth slightly opened in the bronze mirror.Immediately afterwards, he heard Ling Xuejian's soft voice that could not tell the emotion:
"Ye Cheng, congratulations, you did as you said, you won the championship..."

Ye Cheng was stunned for a moment.

What does this mean?
Could it be that Ling Xuejian felt resentful because he knew that he knew martial arts and didn't let Li Baijing play instead of him?

"..."

After a moment of silence, Ye Cheng couldn't think of any reason to defend himself.

If Ling Xuejian really found out about this, how should he explain it?

Do you want to tell her that the reason I chose to hide my real strength in the first place was to make a better living?

Now, I don't know how to confess to her?

Seeing Ye Cheng's appearance, an inexplicable emotion appeared in Ling Xuejian's eyes, and he forced a smile and turned around, facing Ye Cheng:

"I can promise you to participate in political affairs. But you have to promise me one thing, okay?"

Ye Cheng was a little confused, pretending to lower his head in thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Ling Xuejian seriously.

"Just say it, as long as it's you, let alone one, even ten, a hundred, a thousand... I can promise you."

Ling Xuejian smiled, shook her head and said:
"Only one is fine."

Before Ye Cheng could answer, Ling Xuejian took a deep breath and said:
"If one day you find out that I lied to you, don't leave suddenly...promise me, okay?"

Ye Cheng saw clearly the rare trace of pleading in Ling Xuejian's eyes, and immediately nodded without thinking.

"it is good!"

Ling Xuejian suddenly looked relieved, took a deep breath, pointed at the door, and gave Ye Cheng a white look:
"Then you still not going out?"

"..."

Ye Cheng was dumbfounded.

Does Ling Xuejian's behavior count as putting on a skirt and denying recognition?
No, she didn't even take off her skirt!
As soon as Ye Cheng realized it, Ling Xuejian got up and pushed towards the door by the annoyed Ling Xuejian:
"I want to change clothes, you bold pervert, don't you want to take a peek?"

Ye Cheng was speechless for a moment.

As soon as Ye Cheng exited the Huangqi Palace with a disheveled face, the female officer and Zhuang Shuanglin surrounded him and asked in unison:

"how?"

Unconsciously, Ling Xuejian's angry appearance appeared in his mind, and Ye Cheng touched his nose subconsciously:
"It should be coaxed, right?"

As soon as Ye Cheng finished speaking, Ling Xuejian's voice came from the hall:
"Is the lady officer here? Come in."

The female officer was excited for a moment, and when she entered the hall, she still didn't forget to give Ye Cheng a grateful look.

……

It took Ling Xuejian about half an hour to change clothes.

And during this time, Ye Cheng also discussed with Zhuang Shuanglin an idea to gather all the civil and military officials of Da Ling into Tiande Hall——

Didn't those people "can't afford to lose" and deliberately didn't come to praise Ye Cheng's position?

Then Ye Cheng asked Ling Xuejian to make an order in person, already Da Ling's nominal "Big Boss" status, to force them to come to Tiande Palace!
As soon as Ling Xuejian, who had changed into a bright yellow embroidered gold skirt, walked out of the Huangqi Palace, Ye Cheng, who turned his head when he heard the sound, couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Ling Xuejian's red lips are like snow, her eyes are like stars, and her complexion is like fat white jade.

The majesty of an emperor and the innocence of a girl are perfectly blended together in her body for a moment, making it hard to look away for a moment.

As a woman, Zhuang Shuanglin was fine, but she was slightly absent-minded for a moment, then she immediately reacted and saluted quickly.

As for Ye Cheng, he was knocked between his eyebrows by a gust of fragrant wind, and only then did he come back to his senses.

"You are a disciple, you can still see it like crazy?"

Ling Xuejian withdrew her hand, rolled her eyes at Ye Cheng, and went straight to Tiande Hall.

Ye Cheng and Zhuang Shuanglin walked beside her from left to right, but unlike Zhuang Shuanglin, Ye Cheng's eyes always stayed on Ling Xuejian's pearl hairpin.

Following Ling Xuejian's walking steps, the phoenix-shaped pearl hairpin swayed, like a phoenix about to spread its wings for nine days...

As expected by Ye Cheng and Zhuang Shuanglin, in the brightly lit Tiande Hall, which could originally accommodate nearly a hundred people, there were only a few scattered seats with people sitting behind them.

As soon as he saw this scene, Ling Xuejian frowned immediately.

Casually waving at the sporadic courtiers who were saluting towards him, Ling Xuejian hesitated for a moment, then suddenly grabbed Ye Cheng's wrist, and walked straight to the bright yellow dragon chair in the hall.

Ye Cheng was taken aback by Ling Xuejian's sudden move.

But it wasn't until he walked not far below the dragon chair that Ye Cheng saw a lonely seat on the upper left.

Ling Xuejian pointed to that seat, signaling Ye Cheng to go by himself.

As for her, she directly waved to Gu Dasheng, who was personally setting wine cups on several empty seats.

Gu Dasheng stepped forward in trepidation and knelt down in front of Ling Xuejian, not daring to raise his head.

Looking at him with a frown, Ling Xuejian pointed at the empty hall with a slightly cold face:

"What's going on with today's banquet?"

Cold sweat dripped down Gu Dasheng's forehead in an instant, and he slammed his head toward the ground in front of him:

"...This, Your Majesty, this old servant really doesn't know.

But according to the reports from the servants sent out to invite, I don’t know, it’s been cold recently or something...

Many ministers have asked for sick leave, so they can't attend tonight's banquet temporarily..."

"Hehe, I see that when they watched the martial arts performance on the gate tower these few days, they were more energetic than each other!"

With a cold snort, Ling Xuejian's face became a little ugly.

She never thought that the current situation would happen. Those civil and military ministers, who knew that she had planned today's banquet a long time ago, still dared to agree and not sell her face?
"These ministers, don't they want to unite and rebel?"

With a word of bitterness, Ling Xuejian's powder fist suddenly hit the armrest of the dragon chair.

The courtiers in the palace who were peeking at her suddenly fell to their knees in panic.

Different from those who dare not come, although they are also from the so-called aristocratic families, their "aristocratic families" are completely different from those who are like separatist princes everywhere...

"Your Majesty, Ye Cheng had speculated about this scene when he was in the Phoenix Palace.

May as well, listen to what he thinks? "

Zhuang Shuanglin, who was accompanying Ling Xuejian, received Ye Cheng's reminder, and immediately stepped forward to remind her in a low voice.