Seeing Jun Wenyuan's gloomy face, he frowned. There was obviously an aura of displeasure all over her body, and Lin Jiaojiao reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Concubine...... Belch...... There is no punishment for Ning Beauty! ”

Jun Wenyuan's gaze fell on the white and tender little hand that gently tugged at his sleeve, and his fingers were as slender as green onions. The fingertips are shiny and the nails are rounded and beautiful.

The gaze moved up to the woman's slightly raised face, and there was no makeup on her face. Misty eyes, crimson eyes, undried tears on cheeks.

It's so nice to cry!

On weekdays, I am used to seeing the concubine wearing heavy makeup, but now I look a little more weak and fresh.

Lin Jiaojiao looked at the Dog Emperor as if he had eased, snorted, leaned over cautiously, covered her heart and said softly: "The emperor is angry with his concubines, and the concubines are flustered. ”

Jun Wenyuan looked at those eyes with a little timidity, like an innocent deer. With an inexplicable softness in her heart, she reached out to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

"I didn't blame you, I just angered you for not trusting you so much."

Jun Wenyuan's eyes are typical affectionate eyes, and when he looks at you gently, it seems that you are the only one in his eyes, a unique treasure in this world.

If any woman is afraid that she can't hide from such affection, she has already fallen at a glance.

Lin Jiaojiao rubbed in his arms like a kitten, lowered her eyes slightly, and her voice was soft and sweet: "The concubine naturally believes in the emperor, but she is still unstoppably afraid in her heart." ”

Her voice grew quieter, but her little hands clutching her sleeves tightened.

"I'm afraid...... I'm afraid that the emperor doesn't like concubines anymore......"

Jun Wenyuan was slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered that when he was a child, the queen mother liked this niece very much, and always took her into the palace to stay with her for a few days. At that time, Lin Jiaojiao's small group was very cute, and she liked to chase after him and call him Brother Prince.

Xiao Tuanzi has a delicate temperament, and every time he has a cold face towards her, she pulls his sleeve timidly and cries as she does today. At that time, although his face was cold, he liked this delicate and soft little cousin very much in his heart.

But as he gets older, Xiao Tuanzi's temperament is becoming more and more coquettish and willful. Now that he has entered the harem, his temperament has not been restrained at all. This made him more and more disgusted, but the queen mother could only maintain a superficial favor.

But today, he seemed to see that delicate and soft little ball, and the anger in his heart disappeared.

"How old are you still crying, I heard that you were hit in the Imperial Garden, and I came to see how you were." He gently pushed the person away from his arms, and his expression was gentle: "Look at this little face crying like a flower cat, let the palace people wait for you to wipe your face." I'll go back and review the notebook, and then I'll come back to see you in the evening. ”

Lin Jiaojiao nodded obediently, her little hand slowly loosened, her beautiful cat's eyes were reluctant, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, don't lie to your concubines." ”

The emperor nodded, and then left Changle Palace with the chief eunuch Chang Sheng.

Looking at the tall back that strode away, there was really no trace of nostalgia and no extra freedom.

She lazily covered the corners of her mouth and yawned, the reluctance in her eyes receded like a tide, and she was clear and cold.

glanced at the palace people who knelt on the ground: "Get up." ”

Her gaze fell on the white and tender fingers, and there were probably many people in this palace waiting to see her jokes.