MTL - A Good Protagonist Bends When He Says-Chapter 5 The palace fight is in progress [End]

Jing Ye likes to send some things secretly, and sometimes he will come to see Yu Shisan and Yu Liuli. For the uncanonized show girls, the Yu family two are particularly prominent. He didn't have a single concubine in his harem, the two or three of the lower ranks couldn't control the two of the Yu family, and the tricks of the beautiful girls couldn't hurt them. Jing Ye's control over the palace was much stronger.

It's a pity he didn't wait until he asked again. Yu Jinyu is back. Big win.

General Jade is dying, how can his twin sisters continue to stay in the palace, and he can't even see him for the last time. Jing Ye personally escorted them back to the General's Mansion, and there were cries everywhere. He saw that Yu Jinyu was pale and handsome, and felt that he was more similar to Yu Linglong than Yu Liuli.

"Before Jinyu died, there was only one thing to ask of Your Majesty, Liuli and Linglong. May Your Majesty marry only one of them."

"I want to be exquisite." Jing Ye blurted out, and immediately froze there.

"May Your Majesty cherish him and treat him with heart."

"Sure."

Yu Jinyu's health is getting worse and worse, she has been sleeping all day, her breath is weak, and it seems to disappear at any time.

Yu Shisan and Yu Liuli are always by his bedside.

"I am ashamed that I can't support my mother, I can't raise my children, I can't take care of you anymore." Take care, Yu'er rest assured."

"The vision of the state will one day do not need Yujiaerlang to guard the northern Xinjiang, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, and they will all be brave and good at fighting."

"Why is it exquisite, exquisite..." His breath gradually weakened, and no one could hear the last words. He closed his eyes and left a faint smile.

If the child the father brought was Linglong, would he recklessly marry her? But he would also choose a golden horse and die in battle... that's fine, no beginning and no end.

"Host, the favorability is full, do you want to end the mission?" The little black cat's voice sounded in his mind.

"No need." Yu Linglong became seriously ill after entering the cold palace. Yu Liuli moved her out of the cold palace, but there was no cure. She died in less than a month. This is the original world line. How long can Yu Linglong live now? Anyway, it's been nearly ten years, and it's okay to have a few more months.

"Sister, your face is very bad recently..."

"No appetite."

"Sister, you have to get well soon, and there is a little nephew who needs our care."

"Good."

"Sister, this candied fruit is very appetizing. If you like it, I will get more, and if you don't like it, I will change it."

"I like it, no need to do it again." Yu Shisan touched Yu Liuli's head, a little reluctant. Seeing this child grow up a little bit and take himself more and more seriously, I feel a little reluctant to give up. Watching Yu Liuli leave with the two children, Yu Shisan almost didn't notice Jing Ye approaching.

"Why are you hiding it from her?" Jing Ye was in a trance with a bright 80.

"Let her have more happy days."

"Then why don't you hide it from me?" Jing Ye's eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that he hadn't slept for some days.

"I didn't go to inform you." Judging from the trembling look of the imperial doctor, I knew that Jing Ye was frightening him.

"When I saw you for the first time, I saw you playing the flute, and I thought you must be a gentle person like my mother." Such indifferent and indifferent facial features make people unreal. .

"But you are different from my mother." She lives in the deep palace for me, and you, who would you like to stay for?

"Oh." Oedipus? The good feeling came like this? Yu Shisan looked confused.

"Do you have a wish? A place to go, something to eat, something to accomplish?"

"Yes, I hope Liuli is safe and sound, Jing Chao is prosperous, mother is healthy and happy, and the little nephew is smart and sensible. Well, you will live a hundred years."

"What about yourself?" The last sentence was simply forced, and Jing Ye wanted to be angry when she thought that she was dying soon, and then turned into a strong powerlessness.

"Uh...I think about it." Yu Shisan thought hard, no matter where she was, she didn't have any wishes about herself. "Have no idea."

"How about you being my queen?"

"Just be happy, I'm..."

"Sister, do you like him too?" Yu Liuli, who suddenly approached, opened her eyes in disbelief.

"No." As soon as Yu Shisan finished speaking, Jing Ye flicked his sleeves and left.

"Then why?"

"You'll know then."

"I want to know now."

"Liu Li, don't make trouble." Yu Shisan rubbed Yu Liuli's head and saw that the tip of the girl's ears turned pink, making him want to laugh.

"Okay." As long as my sister does this... she will give in unconditionally.

On the rice paper, a pair of girls snuggled up, intimate and warm, and the coloring was just right.

"Sister, why is the inscription Jade Thirteen?"

"Because the jade character is divided into twelve plus one point, isn't it exactly thirteen."

"Oh~ my sister draws really well."

"For Liuli."

"When I practice so well in the future, I will draw this as a gift to my sister."

"Good."

You promised, but I never woke up before I painted it. Who will I give it to when I paint it beautifully?

Yu Liuli carefully rolled up the rice paper, looked at another picture that Jing Ye had drawn, "You don't draw well."

"Yes, let's take a break." Jing Ye helped the big belly Yu Liuli go to the bed to lie down, and deal with the memorial by himself.

Yu Liuli likes Yu Linglong and doesn't want to marry. He also likes Yu Linglong and doesn't want to marry someone else. The two of them had a good life together, and now they are still far from what Yu Jinyu said, but they are also much better than when the previous emperor ruled. In this life, I can at least save the two children of the Yu family.

He painted a girl wearing a green radish dress with a tear in the corner of her eye under the rustling peach blossom rain, looking blankly at the cramped teenager, as if saying, "Who wants to know your name? ."