Chapter 1178: The cute little general of the "Oiran" (63)
"... Miss Feng Han, what are you doing! Get up quickly!"
Seeing her beloved beauty suddenly kneeling down to beg her, Situ Ling, who had not yet reacted, was shocked and struggling to help her.
"How can you blame you for this kind of thing!"
As Situ Ling said, she suddenly lowered her shoulders in reproach, and she was a little weak in her words. Come and clean up the mess for the lonely."
"It's no wonder that the six veteran ministers feel that I am incompetent and are targeting me everywhere!"
Speaking of excitement, the little emperor couldn't hold back even more, and slammed off the bed board vigorously.
Seeing his uncomfortable appearance, Feng Han frowned, faintly distressed.
In fact, speaking of it, he is no big deal.
It's just that people are not smart enough, and judging from their talents, it is indeed the worst one among the successive emperors of the Situ family.
But he can't be denied completely.
At least, compared with the six old treacherous, unscrupulous old things for their own self-interest, the little emperor is better than benevolence, and he has the world in mind and the people.
After thinking about it, Feng Han blinked beautiful eyes, finally got up, returned to Situ Ling and sat down.
Turning his head to look at the tangled child, bit his lip, can't help but muster the courage:
"Holy Lord, my brother once said that those who are the sons of the emperor only need to maintain the spirit of benevolence and make the right decisions that are really beneficial to Xuanyuan Jiangshan. The remaining shortcomings can still be made up by their subordinates. ."
"Compared to a tyrant who is bold and bold, but sinister and cunning, and ashamed of the people of the country, in fact... what we need more is a benevolent prince who has a great heart and a big heart."
"...Really?"
After listening to Feng Han's advice, Situ Ling finally walked out of the depression a little bit.
With a slightly bulging face, like a shivering fluffy puppy, with red eyes hanging down, he looked at her pitifully.
Seeing Feng Han's heart instantly felt as if he had been hit.
Oh my goodness.
Why did she feel that the sage at this time was so cute, so special... it made her want to stretch out her hands and rub her head vigorously!
Thinking about it, the woman only felt that her cheeks gradually warmed up.
Some things seem to be resurgence.
Thinking of this, Feng Han was stunned and couldn't help but regained his senses. He turned away and nodded quickly in a slight bewilderment: "Really! Seriously!"
Seeing her so sure, Situ Ling's dim eyes finally regained their looks.
"That's great!"
He broke his tears into a smile, and suddenly got up some confidence from nowhere. He raised his chest bravely, "With your words, Miss Fenghan, no matter how lonely you are, you will definitely need to work harder from now on. The heart of the minister, the benevolent gentleman who wins the hearts of the people!"
"so!"
Suddenly, Situ Ling turned around excitedly, and subconsciously climbed onto Feng Han's shoulders with both hands.
The shining eyes stared at her very solemnly, saying every word, categorically, "Fenghan, I beg you to help me with Fenglan and Quanfeng Xianglou. I have decided, and I’ll start immediately... The minister fights back!"
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The imperial capital far across the border of Xuanyuan.
On the outskirts of a magnificent pavilion, six old ministers gathered around a table of eight immortals, enjoying a cup of tea.
At that time, I saw a slender black figure suddenly swiftly jumped up from the building, and then steadily fell on the side of Taiwei Ouyang, the head of the six ministers.
He handed over and reported in a low voice: "Lieutenant, the son sent an emergency report from the Eastern Capital... It said that the plan failed, and the staff brought by the beautiful princess were all designed to be in the prison of the Eastern Capital!"