After rebirth, she married the prince of the enemy country

Chapter 465 Are You Not Enough To Eat In Beili?
The warm sun shone on the row upon row of palaces in a dim yellow, making the whole palace golden and magnificent.

Ling Yan hadn't reached the imperial study room when he saw Xizi walking around the pond full of lotus flowers and coming towards him from a distance.

In winter, there are no lotus flowers and no greenery, only dead branches and leaves are left in the pond.

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

Before he arrived, Xizi had already saluted, with a smile on his face, "Your Highness, you may be back. The Emperor has missed you for a long time."

Xizi spoke nonchalantly, and led him towards the imperial study without stopping, "No, I know you're returning to Beijing one day earlier, so I'm so happy, I'll let my slave come out to greet you."

Ling Yan smiled silently, and said calmly, "Don't let the emperor hear these words, and be careful to punish you for the crime of guessing the holy will."

Emperor Zhao never showed concern for him in front of outsiders.

Mouth is very hard.

Xizi pretended to slap herself, "Although the emperor didn't say anything, this servant is very clear in his heart!"

Ling Yan bent his lips, and instead of responding, he asked, "This lotus is all withered, why haven't we seen it cleaned up?"

Xizi glanced at the sparse lotus leaves in the water.

The leaf stems are bent, and the umbrella surface is drooping, giving a sense of desolation and desolation.

"It's the emperor who said that we won't clean it up for the time being." Xizi didn't quite understand, so she said, "A few days ago, the emperor sat on the stone bench over there for a long time and wrote two poems."

Ling Yan frowned slightly.

Looking at the dead branches and fallen leaves, feeling the hero's twilight?

Emperor Zhao is not too old. According to Ling Yan's understanding of him, he should be old and strong...

While thinking about it, he had already reached the door of the imperial study.

Xizi pushed open the door and drew her hand in, "Please, Your Highness, the slaves will not go in."

"Ah."

Ling Yan straightened his clothes, and then stepped into the threshold.

Emperor Zhao was eager to see through at first, but now that someone came to him, he pretended to be calm instead.

Unhurriedly opened the memorial and annotated it with vermilion. Every stroke was very slow, not at the usual speed at all.

Even after Ling Yan came in, he didn't lift his eyelids.

Ling Yan moved very lightly, approached slowly, only glanced at it, then smiled, "Since father is not free today, son, please come back tomorrow."

With that said, he was about to go out.

"stop!"

Unsurprisingly, there was an angry shout from behind, and then a memorial flew towards him.

Ling Yan habitually tilted his head, and the memorial brushed past his ear and hit the door frame.

He bent down to pick up the memorial, with a slight smile in his eyes, and looked at the drooping eyes of Emperor Shangzhao, "Father always throws a position, so I can't beat my son."

"I'll throw it to the left next time!"

Emperor Zhao said something angrily, his face was full of reproach, and a pair of half cloudy eyes fell on Ling Yan, his eyes were still sharp.

The person is thinner, and there is not much flesh on the face, but now the outline is more obvious.

"Beili is so poor, don't you have enough to eat?"

Ling Yan followed his words, "It's not as good as the food in Xuanzhou Imperial Dining Room."

"Hmph," Emperor Zhao calmed down a little after listening to his words, but he still felt distressed, "Then let's stay for dinner tonight, and I will ask the imperial dining room to cook more dishes that you like."

"Thank you, Father."

Xizi obediently came in to serve tea, while Ling Yan sat beside him and sipped slowly, listening to Emperor Zhao's lecture.

After the training, Emperor Zhao asked, "Did you find any clues this time?"

What he asked was about the Duan family.

(End of this chapter)