Ah Chan saw Xuanyuan Zhan.

The little hand pushed away the eldest prince Gu behind him, and his soft voice was slightly anxious: "You go quickly." ”

Gu Huai'an saw that the little emperor took the hem of his riding suit and trotted towards the regent with a crippled aura.

I was slightly disappointed.

Your Majesty, is there only the regent in your eyes full of hearts?

That's the mortal enemy who will kill her.

Under the sun, the little emperor's soft cheeks were very innocent.

White and tender to shine.

The misty eyes were full of joy to see the beloved, and because of the trot, his breath panted slightly: "Little girl...... Uncle Huang. ”

Beloved?

The scorching sun could not exhaust the coldness of Xuanyuan's eyes.

The voice came out like a sword blade licking blood: "Does the emperor still remember, what did the minister say last night?" ”

Xuanyuan Zhan could clearly be seen, and a trace of nervousness flashed in the little emperor's soft eyes.

She held out her hand.

The pair of white jade-like delicate fingers grabbed his sleeves: "Uncle Huang..."

The soft and glutinous voice seemed to be a little coquettish: "Uncle Huang don't kill him, okay?" ”

Such a flattering appearance, can it not make a man's heart instinctively itch.

But it's for other men's intercession.

Say that you only want the imperial uncle alone, and don't touch others.

It's just talking.

Turn your head and let someone else hold her in your arms.

Xuanyuan Zhan's face was as clear as a fairy, but his eyes were even more gloomy.

stared indifferently at the little emperor's nervous eyes: "The emperor has forgotten the advice of the minister, and the minister does not mind letting the emperor deepen and deepen his impression." ”

The regent had murderous intentions, and Gu Huai'an, who was chasing after him, noticed it at once.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

"Uncle Huang don't!"

Gu Huai'an is the son-in-law of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The prime minister is a good person to her.

can't let the little obedient kill Prime Minister Gu's son.

The cold regent smiled.

There was no smile in his eyes, and the smile only hung on the corner of his lips, and the people who watched it had a chill down their backs.

"The emperor likes him?" He was cold to the extreme.

[Hey? What do you say is not good for men, isn't Gou Huzi still jealous? 】

[Dumb treasure, say you like it! ] 】

This kind of arrogant and unbeaten man should be taught to learn to be a man.

Ah Chan didn't dare to say.

The little obedient wants to kill.

"Nope." The little emperor pursed his thin lips and shook his head.

The little hand on his sleeve, tentatively leaned over, hooked his fingers, and said in a delicate and soft voice: "I like little girl." ”

Go straight to people's hearts.

On the side, the eldest prince Gu was stunned, the young emperor, such a soft and glutinous appearance, is even more charming than a woman.

The powerful cold-faced regent just stood.

His face was expressionless: "But what the minister can see, the emperor is very happy with Gu Gongzi?" ”

"Not happy." Ah Chan shook his head innocently and seriously.

Gu Dagongzi's heart darkened.

It's sour.

"Brother Gu teaches me to draw a bow."

"Brother Gu?"

The eldest prince Gu's heart palpitated, and Brother Gu made a soft and glutinous sound, which caused the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion to completely lose his soul.

Poor Lord Regent, his face sank completely.

Gritted his teeth: "The emperor called really kindly." ”

Not? Ah Chan pursed his lips suddenly.

Did she say the wrong thing?

Unhappy little girl?

What to do?

Do you want to coax the little girl?

In the past, she was always coaxed obediently, how could she coax her?

Ah Chan has no experience.

The dazed but immature eyes are trying to think.

The little hand beckoned, as if there was something whispering, wanting the little girl to get closer to her.

Lord Regent, who had a cold face, didn't move a single hair.

Ah Chan had no choice but to stand on his tiptoes.

The delicate body of the "young man" suddenly approached, and Xuanyuan Zhan instinctively lowered his head.

The soft lips brushed his cold and hard chin.

Xuanyuan Zhan only felt that his chin was burning.