Qinse is in the imperial court, forgetting both favor and disgrace

Do everything?

Me, what did I do?

Facing his sweetheart who was suddenly angry, the emperor with a strategy in his chest was confused and asked a serious question in return for not knowing why.

Zhao Rang suppressed his anger, and Li Lang actually learned to pretend to be stupid--as his practice deepened, his face was frosty, his eyes were covered with ice, and when he spoke, his tone could directly throw people into the twelfth lunar month: "Since you have already What are you coming to discuss with me after having a secret relationship with someone? Can I ruthlessly wipe out your women and children? You...you go to become a concubine, you have done everything, and you have to give someone a title!"

After finishing speaking, without even looking at Li Lang, who was shaken out of his soul by his words, he strode like the wind and left the bedroom.

It took Li Lang a long time to come back to his senses, and finally realized that Zhao Rang had misunderstood something, God, this misunderstanding is too big!

He instinctively wants to chase him back, explain it carefully, and then appease him. After all, Zhao Rang seldom gets angry when the two of them get along. Probably because he feels old, he always tolerates Li Lang. In front of him, he often looks like a rascal boy, occasionally moody, and always coaxed by Zhao Rang, and occasionally the other way around, he has nothing to complain about.

But after thinking about it, Li Lang felt more and more wrong, and began to get into the horns: In vain, I am the emperor, withstood the pressure, you are the only one in the harem, you are still... a rooster that cannot lay eggs, I have worked so hard, Loyalty is unwavering, but in the end you will misunderstand her like this grandma!

Quit it!

snort!

You don't believe me at all——Thinking of this, the young emperor Li Lang felt sad, just like all the stunned youths, and when he got angry, he didn't care that there was still a huge misunderstanding with Zhao Rang Kai, with the fairy fruit in his arms, turned around and went back to his own bedroom alone.

Given the cold war of miscommunication, that's how it kicked off.