Yu Wenrui's head slammed against the screen, making a muffled "bang". Fortunately, she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and her body reacted spontaneously at a critical moment, so that the king of a country would not swagger through the market with a goose head.

That being said, the screen wasn't an ordinary thing, and it was more than enough to break a layer of oily skin on her head.

Yu Wenrui covered his head and snorted twice in his mouth.

Jing Yan heard that "knock", and was startled, so she wanted to run over to check her injuries. But when I thought about what this little enemy had done before, my pretty face flushed, bit my lip, and skimmed my face-

Deserve! Who made you ...... me

Thinking like this, Jing Yan's face turned red again.

Bingbi opened his mouth wide in shock, watching the little emperor hit the screen, covering his head again, and walking away by his side.

"Imperial ......"

Well, since the Queen Mother doesn't care about it, as the Queen Mother's eldest palace maid, it's better not to talk too much.

When Jing Yan got dressed and came out of the curtain, he found that the little emperor was still there, leaning on the pillar of the hall and rubbing his head.

She was angry and funny, strained her face, and pulled Yu Wenrui's head, "Don't rub it, the more you rub it, the more swollen it becomes." ”

Yu Wenrui stopped, raised his head, and looked at Jing Yan's eyes, and for a while he fell into the two ripples.

The two of them are so close, will Jing Yanyan not see the confusion in her eyes?

Jing Yan wanted to shake her hand and leave her alone, but when she saw the broken skin on her head again, her heart softened, so she had to stand up and stare back.

Yu Wenrui knew that he had inadvertently offended his sister-in-law before, and his sister-in-law did not care about him very much, and she was already tolerant. She was very self-aware and stuck out her tongue, indicating that she didn't dare to do it again.

Jing Yan was also speechless. Almost every generation of the Yuwen family has people who like the same sex, and this has seeped into their blood, and it seems that the same is true of worry-free. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought about Yue'er, and he wouldn't claim that he would "not marry the queen", let alone look at his sister-in-law's body and look stupid?

Ay......

Jing Yan was worried: What should I do with this little enemy?

"Master, Fengxian Hall has already cleaned up."

At this moment, Shi Mo returned.

Bongseonjeon?

Only then did Yu Wenrui notice that the sister-in-law was not wearing ordinary clothes, but a plain white skirt, which was casually decorated with a few clusters of red plums, which probably meant "Hanmei Aoxue".

Sister-in-law is really beautiful in white, especially the clusters of red plums, which are just right. However, Yu Wenrui has never seen his sister-in-law wear this dress in the past seven years. Now that I put it on, I have to go to the Fengxian Hall again......

Yu Wenrui's heart crossed a bad premonition.

"But do you want to call the Imperial Doctor to take a look?" Jing Yan asked.

Yu Wenrui shook his head. This idea is really nothing, and there is no need to mobilize the people.

Jing Yan was surprised, and wanted to send her back to change into plain clothes, but at a glance he caught a glimpse of the robe on her body and the boots under her feet-

Isn't this a man's garment?

There are still dust and mud spots on the boots, where have you ever had so much dust on weekdays?

And this jade crown, this hairstyle......

Jing Yanxiu frowned, leaned over and picked up a small statue of a face two or three inches long at his feet. The little statue has its hands behind its back, its head raised, and a faint smile on its face. It's like a miniature version of Yu Wenrui.

"The emperor is so interested!" Jing Yan sneered, "Is it fun in the market?" ”

Yuwen Rui was stunned, and she didn't dare to spit out half a word if she had prepared a stomach before, she cheekily snatched the small statue from Jing Yan's hand and put it back in her sleeve pocket: "Hehe, sister-in-law, look at this little statue like me, right?" Wait for me to put it next to my sister-in-law's pillow and accompany my sister-in-law for me. ”

Sling the bull! When the mourning family is lonely, lonely and sleepless!

At this moment, Jing Yan really didn't have time to seriously deal with her, so he sneered secretly and ordered to prepare his shoulders and go to the Fengxian Palace.

He also called Yu Wenrui: "The emperor also came with the mourning family." ”

Yuwen Rui's head was as big as a fight.

She really guessed right, Jing Yan really came to pay tribute to her imperial brother Yu Wenzhe.

Yuwen Rui suddenly felt bored, and followed Jing Yan stupidly, Jing Yan asked her to worship, she worshipped, Jing Yan asked her to salute, and she saluted.

Behind the tablet of the god is a portrait of Yu Wenzhe. The portrait of Emperor Mingzong, Wu Ben suit, Yan Ruyu, with a sword hanging from his waist, two seals of "non-attack" chiseled on it, his eyes are like torches, and he looks ahead with a blazing eye.

While Yu Wenrui looked at him, he felt that he was also looking at himself. And this kind of "looking at each other" makes Yu Wenrui feel like he is looking at himself in the mirror-

Why does she look more and more like Emperor Mingzong? When I was a child, I didn't look like this!

It's annoying! It's not a brother and sister, what do you look like this?

Yu Wenrui faintly felt that this was very inappropriate, but she couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

"Don't worry, incense for your royal brother." Jing Yan stared intently at Yu Wenzhe's portrait and said lightly.

"Oh." Yu Wenrui agreed, took the incense from his pen, lit it with his own hands, raised it above his head and bowed, and then inserted it into the incense burner in front of the god's throne.

Jing Yan watched quietly for a long time, and suddenly said: "Tomorrow is your imperial brother's birthday, and there will definitely be a memorial for the Ministry of Rites." However, it was a ceremony of the imperial court, and it was not your mind or mine. Today, my sister-in-law will bring you here, so that your royal brother will know how you have done in the past year or so. ”

Yu Wenrui blinked, speechless. Actually, she didn't really care what her royal brother in heaven thought. She has mixed feelings for him.

On the one hand, she should be grateful to him for letting her inherit the throne, so that she has the opportunity to become a generation of Ming Jun in the annals of history. On the other hand, especially when she was young, she even had some inexplicable hatred for him: vaguely, she felt that he had deprived her of her dream of wandering the rivers and lakes and having a good life.

Now, however, there seems to be something wrong with that complex feeling. Yu Wenrui is used to being an emperor, but she is not used to it, no, she doesn't like it, it is her sister-in-law who has passed so many years, and she still misses this heavenly person in her heart. This made her very uncomfortable, like the pearl treasure she had accumulated over time, but in fact, it was just kept for others.

Passing by the God of Wealth or something, it's really annoying!

Seeing that she was silent, Jing Yan continued to herself: "The mourning family originally wanted you to bathe and change your clothes, and then come to worship your imperial brother." But seeing your outfit, the mourning family thought that it was time for your imperial brother to see your situation with his own eyes. ”

When Yu Wenrui heard this, his face was hot. She knew that her sister-in-law was ridiculing her for sneaking out of the palace to play, and she was also dressed as a man.

However, after thinking about it, Yu Wenrui felt indignant again, and couldn't help but speak: "So my sister-in-law bathed and changed her clothes, and she also wore this shirt?" ”

Jing Yan glanced at her and said calmly: "Exactly." This shirt is what your royal brother liked to see me wear the most in the past. ”

So, you came to see him in a special dress? Clothes that haven't been worn in seven years can be turned out and worn?

Yu Wenrui's throat and eyes tightened, and his chest was uncomfortable for a while.

"Worry-free, the so-called deep love between husband and wife, you can't experience it now, when will you have ......"

Without waiting for Jing Yan to finish speaking, Yuwen Rui got up suddenly, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped up: "When will I have a Houjun?" ”

Jing Yan was slightly surprised, "What are you anxious about?" Did the mourning family say that the queen is the king? What is this place? Even if you are the emperor, you will not be allowed to mess around in this Fengxian Palace! ”

Yu Wenrui turned his face sullenly.

Jing Yan stared at her awkward appearance, very helpless, and sighed: "Don't worry, I know that you have a good temperament, but the emperor is the emperor, you enjoy the world's first-class wealth, you have to be bound by the world's first-class wealth, no one is born pure happiness, and does not have to bear any responsibility." ”

Yu Wenrui was moved. It's not that she doesn't know the responsibility of being an emperor, on the contrary, she asked herself in her heart, for more than a year, she has been diligent in political affairs, and she has never delayed any major affairs of the court. But she's still young, isn't she? How do ordinary teenage girls live? Could it be that as an emperor, she was deprived of even this idea of happiness?

Jing Yan's tone softened slightly, and said gently: "Sister-in-law knows that you are young, curious, like to play, and greedy for freshness. Therefore, my sister-in-law tried her best to follow your mind and try not to restrain you very much. The matter of the queen, let's think about it in the long run, and we are not in a hurry at this time. If you are serious...... Cough...... If you really like women, it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't hinder the fundamentals of Guozuo, which woman do you like, sister-in-law helps you marry back to the palace, okay? ”

Like...... Woman?

Yu Wenrui's eyes widened in shock: Women, it's okay, do you like women?

Woman...... How do I ...... Like women?

As a result, the life of the little emperor has a new topic.

Jing Yan looked at her round and bright eyes, only to feel cute, and couldn't help it. But the words "like women" are said in front of the ancestors and ancestors of the Fengxian Palace, which is rude after all.

Jing Yan coughed lightly to relieve the embarrassment in his heart: "Sister-in-law will try her best to make a day for you." But having said that, in case one day, my sister-in-law is gone...... Don't worry, you don't have to forget what you promised your sister-in-law back then, and you must be a good emperor like Emperor Gaozu. ”

Yu Wenrui's heart was hit hard-

Sister-in-law is gone? Why?

Is that "gone" that mean?

She grabbed Jing Yan's placket, and the clusters of red plums on the plain skirt were almost crushed by her: "Sister-in-law, don't you have to worry!" ”

Seeing that she was excited like this, Jing Yan was secretly frightened, put her palm on the back of her hand, and comforted: "Don't worry, don't panic!" You are still young, now that the enemy of Beizheng is undecided, and the national politics are unstable, how can your sister-in-law abandon you? ”

Yu Wenrui gritted his teeth, looked at her, and said hatefully: "So my sister-in-law wants to wait until the world is unified, the political affairs are stable, and the Haiyan River is clear, so she will ...... Will you follow him? ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed her left index finger at Yu Wenzhe on the portrait.

"That's your royal brother! It's the Emperor! How can you ......" how can you rudely point at him?

Yuwen Rui sneered suddenly: "Isn't Sister-in-law going to follow him?" Isn't my sister-in-law planning to be worry-free? Good! Very good! When the time comes, don't blame the carefree and not alone! ”

Jing Yan gasped and said in a trembling voice: "What did you say?" ”

Yu Wenrui snorted between his noses: "I said, I want Huangquan Biluo to follow my sister-in-law!" Sister-in-law is born, and she is born without worry; Sister-in-law is dead, worry-free and never living alone! ”