"Is this guilty?"

The person in front of him was holding a piece of Poria cake in his hand and handed it to her lips.

Zhao Zhixun stared at her and thought about it seriously, "You are guilty of being a master." ”

This seems to be a good reason.

"Ahh

Chu Wunian opened his mouth and bit down the piece of cake in his hand, no wonder he had treated her a lot better in the past two days, and even remembered that she drank the medicine with a bitter face during the day.

In the mouth, overflowing with sweetness.

After eating what was in her mouth, she opened her mouth again as a matter of course, but the man's hand to her mouth suddenly stopped, "Stick out your tongue." He said.

The afterglow of the sunset fell on his extraordinarily handsome face through the carved wooden window, and the sparkling ink eyes were dyed with a layer of softness.

Chu Wunian saw herself looking at him with her mouth open from his ink pupils, she wrinkled the tip of her nose, but still stuck out her tongue.

The man in the ink pupil also stuck out his tongue.

"It's true."

Zhao Zhixun nodded with satisfaction and fed her.

"Like what?" Chu Wunian asked vaguely with a satisfied face.

A smile spread in his ink pupils, "The dog that my master used to have." ”

“......”

Chu Wunian immediately closed his mouth, put his hands together and spread them out, palms up, and his brows drooped, "Just come by yourself." ”

Like a well-behaved dog begging for food from its owner.

"Feed the dogs halfway through." Zhao Zhixun ignored her, broke a piece of Poria cake and stretched it to her lips, and teased her with a 'tsk' in his mouth.

The fragrance came to his nose, and Chu Wunian opened his mouth cooperatively.

"It's full."

After a while, she muttered and rubbed her belly, her body could not move, she could only lie flat.

"When the dog is full, it won't scratch people." Zhao Zhixun was extremely satisfied.

Chu Wunian, "......"

The light in front of her dimmed, and the man put his hand on her head and patted her lightly.

Chu Wunian lifted her eyelids, her eyes looked up, and her heart was empty, could it be that she did something out of the ordinary last night?

Thinking about it, my eyelids closed again.

Zhao Zhixun put his palms together, and his fingers stroked her hair with great relief, "That's how obedient I am." ”

No more arrests.

The early morning of the erection day was full of the smell of gunsmoke.

As soon as he entered the court, Zhao Zhixun opened his mouth to say a word, and Lin Zhande refuted him, but he didn't say it, so he held the wat board in his hand and stood quietly.

Even King Wen of Zhou saw that something was wrong.

Above the court, there was a lot of trouble. In the next dynasty, King Wen of Zhou called the two of them to the imperial study.

"It seems that the Duke of Dingguo has been at odds with Prince Xun recently?" King Wen of Zhou became the person caught in the middle, and cautiously asked Lin Zhande, who was blowing his beard and glaring in front of him.

"Your Majesty is willing to make decisions for Miss Su's family, I don't know if you are willing to make decisions for the little daughter of the old minister's family?" It is not appropriate to talk about family affairs above the court, this will be in the imperial study, and Lin Zhande will not hide it.

King Wen of Zhou glanced at Zhao Zhixun, this person's expression was indifferent, and compared with the emotional Dingguo Gong, it was very different, and he hurriedly straightened his expression and said, "Naturally." ”

With the support of King Wen of Zhou, Lin Zhande spoke more confidently, "Prince Xun has been friends with the little daughter of the old minister's family for many years, and the old lady Xiao once asserted that she wanted the little girl to marry into the prince's mansion, but recently Prince Xun has quarreled with the little girl many times for a slave and is unwilling to marry her. He glared at Zhao Zhixun, "The little girl has been locking herself in the house and crying again and again in recent days, and the tears have not stopped for a day, which has harmed the reputation of the little daughter of the old minister's family, so that she doesn't want to eat, Prince Xun wants to give an explanation?" ”

These words were eloquent, and Zhao Zhixun became a hard-hearted, unsympathetic and negative man.

King Wen Zhou's face was horrified, not because Zhao Zhixun played with Lin Chuyin's feelings, but because what Lin Zhande said was the word 'slave', he tilted his ears and asked again, "Is Dingguo Gong sure it's because of a slave?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it's true! That slave was born with a pink face and red lips, and he was even more charming than a woman! Lin Zhande was angry, and he didn't care about any etiquette at the moment, his mouth was spitting, and he continued to sneer: "What's even more ridiculous is that the prince himself has also admonished the prevailing pet culture in Chang'an City. ”

The corners of King Zhou Wen's eyes twitched, his gaze sank by half an inch, and he looked at the person below with an indifferent expression, "In my eyes, Prince Xun is not such a person who does not know how to measure?" ”

Zhao Zhixun folded his hands, and his thin lips spread out a smile, which made Lin Zhande's face a little more ugly, and he said slowly: "It hurt Miss Lin's heart, it is indeed the minister's fault, but the mother Xiao did not assert that Miss Lin should marry into the prince's mansion, but only privately mentioned to the minister that she should marry Miss Lin." But whether the relationship between His Majesty and Miss Lin can be successful or not depends on fate. He looked at Lin Zhande, who was angry in front of him, and didn't want to be half a cut short of him, "As for the slave that Dingguo Gong said in his mouth, he is a small attendant who serves by the king's side, and the king sees that he is careful and comfortable, so he doesn't want him to leave the prince's mansion." ”

He raised his eyes to look at King Zhou Wen and Lu An beside him, and said, "This is the same as Your Majesty and Manager Lu." ”

Lin Zhande had a dark face, not believing his nonsense words, and immediately brushed his sleeves at him, "The little girl clearly said that you and that slave behaved intimately, and it was definitely not an ordinary master-servant relationship!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhixun had a look of embarrassment on his face, and sighed lightly, "Then, this king told the truth to Dingguo Gong?" ”

Give this person down the stairs, and this person still doesn't appreciate it.