Chapter 632 Sitting on the Land and the Beauty (51)

He Luo's eyes dimmed a bit.

He lowered his head and said nothing.

Realizing that his tone might be too strong, the Minister of Staff lowered his voice again.

He advised: "Your Majesty is a great person among men. In terms of appearance and talent, he is countless times better than your cousin. Luo'er, don't be willful. Your mother will not harm you. Your Majesty is definitely someone worthy of being entrusted to you for the rest of your life." "

He Luo raised his eyes and stared straight at his mother. The last glimmer of hope in his eyes broke and he murmured: "Will your Majesty be a good man?"

This was the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.

There are three thousand beauties in the harem.

The twelve palaces in the deep palace are filled with beautiful women and beautiful bones.

Your Majesty, she will not be any man's beloved.

He Yuhua nodded, "Of course, Your Majesty is so amazing and talented, so many men are trying to win His Majesty's favor, so she will naturally be your beloved."

As he said that, the Minister of Rites smiled mysteriously.

She turned around and took out a long, delicate box from a hidden compartment in the study, opened it, took out a thin, sealed scroll, and unfolded it in front of He Luo.

"Luo'er, come and take a look."

He Luo walked over obediently and his eyes fell on the scroll.

He had no interest at first, but when he saw the person in the painting clearly, he couldn't look away for a while. There was a stunning color in his beautiful eyes that didn't disappear for a long time.

What you see.

The woman in the portrait was wearing a black dragon robe. She was noble and elegant. Her hair was combed high and tied neatly with a jade crown. Her alluring face was the most outstanding he had ever seen in his life.

Peach blossom eyes, hibiscus face.

He has a high nose and thin lips, and is very heroic.

He Luo naturally knew who the person in the painting was. The twelve crowns hanging from her forehead had revealed her identity.

This is... Your Majesty?

His eyes were in a daze, and He Luo could clearly feel some indescribable emotions in his heart.

He couldn't help but despise himself in his heart.

He is also such a superficial person.

Seeing the look in He Luo's eyes, a hint of success flashed through the eyes of the Minister of Civil Affairs, "Luo'er, mother knows what you are worried about. You are just worried that His Majesty has a harem of three thousand and cannot treat you wholeheartedly."

"But, Luo'er, you have to know, there is no woman who doesn't have three husbands and four attendants. If you want it wholeheartedly, there are only a few people in this world who can give it to you."

He Luo hummed softly.

Although he still looked uninterested, his attitude was obviously relaxed.

The Minister of Civil Affairs continued to brainwash his son, "Don't ask for single-mindedness, but ask for sincerity. Mother can guarantee this, your Majesty is definitely a person who values ​​love and justice."

He Luo said softly: "Don't they all say that emperors are cold and cold?"

The Minister of Civil Affairs shook his head in a pretentious manner, "Luo'er, don't look at the fact that Your Majesty has so many husbands and attendants, but mother knows one thing - His Majesty hardly touches the harem, and he is very clean and self-sufficient to a certain extent."

He Luo was silent for a while.

"Mom, can you let me think about it again?"

Seeing her son's attitude, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the Minister of Civil Affairs. She knew Luo'er, and since he said he would consider it, the matter was almost done, and it was almost done.

"Okay, think about it carefully."

…

Fu Yue on the other side.

Her temper has been very bad these days.

Everyone in the palace was also on tenterhooks, fearing that their cute little head would disappear anytime.