Empress Dowager Duan smiled lightly: "Good, go get it." ”

Lian Qingxian jumped up and took a painting from the table on the couch and handed it to the Empress Dowager Duan: "Mother, I'll show it to my cousin later." ”

Empress Dowager Duan touched his head and looked down at the figure in the painting, a trace of shyness floated on Ruhua's face.

When Lian Yusheng came in, he saw a big and a small one standing by the door holding hands and waiting for him.

There was a hint of discoloration in his eyes, but his face saluted calmly: "I have seen the Queen Mother." ”

"Cousin, why are you still making these false gifts with us, you haven't had dinner yet, today the imperial dining room just made the sweet and sour tenderloin you like to eat."

Empress Dowager Duan smiled and pulled him to the edge of the dining table.

Lian Yusheng wanted to shake off her hand, but was pulled by Lian Qingxian on the side: "Yes, cousin, today's sweet and sour tenderloin is delicious." ”

Lian Yusheng frowned: "Your Majesty, haven't you learned the rules of such a day?" ”

Even Qingxian pouted: "I've learned everything......"

Lian Yusheng said solemnly: "Now that you are the king, I am the minister, you can't use honorific titles, and your self-proclaimed title is me, you haven't corrected these most basic things, how to ascend the throne." ”

Lian Qingxian hugged his legs directly: "I'm going to call you cousin, you are my cousin...... Xian'er doesn't like the way it is. ”

Lian Yusheng squatted down helplessly, touched his head and asked gently, "Then you don't like to be an emperor anymore?" ”

Lian Qingxian tilted his head and thought for a while: "If you can't be the emperor's mother, you will be dragged to the funeral, and I want to be the emperor." ”

"Then if you want to be the emperor, you have to abide by the emperor's rules."

Lian Qingxian was puzzled: "Isn't the emperor the biggest, above ten thousand people, the ninety-five supreme, how can he still abide by the rules." ”

"Everyone has something to bind him, as long as he lives in this world, even if he is the emperor, he can't do what he wants, if you don't follow these rules, the civil and military officials will laugh at you."

Lian Qingxian pouted: "Then this emperor is really boring." ”

"It's not necessarily that you can't do what you want, as long as you're strong enough, so strong that civil and military officials don't dare to have anything to say anything about you."

"Then cousin, can you do whatever you want, cousin, you are so strong."

Lian Yusheng shook his head: "The minister is not strong enough. Learn the rules, I don't want to hear you call me again next time. ”

"Yes, I know." Lian Qingxian noticed that he was a little displeased, and replied obediently.

Lian Yusheng's eyes flashed slightly, how could he feel that this was even more wrong.

I know what it is, as if this is not what the emperor should say.

Which emperor would be so aggrieved and threatened.

"In the future, you must speak with momentum, and you can't be so weak."

Lian Qingxian nodded, and said with a smile: "Cousin, look at the painting I painted today, I painted my cousin very beautifully, more beautiful than my mother." ”

Lian Yusheng took the painting strangely, and when he saw it, his face turned cold: "Who taught you to draw?" ”

"No one teaches, I think for myself, this is you, this is me, this is the mother concubine, the three of us go out to play together, cousin I want to go out of the palace to play." Lian Qingxian said innocently, his little face full of yearning for the world outside the palace.

Who would have imagined that the Ninety-Five Supreme above 10,000 people would have a luxury of wanting to go out of the palace.

Lian Yusheng quickly tore up the painting, and looked at him sharply: "In the future, this kind of painting Jedi can no longer be painted." ”

He raised his eyes and looked at the Empress Dowager Duan: "He's still young, he doesn't understand, is there something wrong with your brain?" How can this kind of painting be scribbled, are you trying to kill him? ”

Concubine Duan's face turned pale when she was scolded by him, and she bit her lower lip aggrievedly: "I...... I don't think it's much. ”