Chapter 971: The Little Princess in the Palm of Her Hand 38

And then ...... Now it's time to eat first. ”

When the monsoon rain came back to his senses, he slightly let go of Qinghui's body, bent the corners of his lips, and responded obediently, "Okay." ”

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Because of Qinghui's intervention, the turmoil this time suddenly settled.

The king and princesses, who had come to power by means, were ousted from power, and were convicted of murdering the king because they investigated the matter clearly.

Except for Jimili, who is already stupid, and the two and a half old little princes, the others are all put in prison cells.

Ji Yushi had just taken office, and when everyone still felt that the other party was just relying on Qinghui's strength to sit in this position, his orders came down one after another, so that these nobles no longer dared to despise him.

Originally, he wanted to lock up all the obsessive existences in the palace, including Jimili and the two little princes.

All three of them were trying to compete with him for Qinghui's existence.

He didn't like it very much.

It's just that they have just seized power, and there are some circumstances of the country's laws, so these three people have not been moved for the time being during the monsoon.

Early morning.

The sun isn't angry yet.

There was a white light on the horizon.

During the monsoon rains, he had already come outside the house, holding a vial in his hand, and looking down at the dew on the petals.

Collecting little by little.

He still consulted various ancient books and learned that the elves liked the dew on the petals.

It doesn't matter if it's a light elf or a dark elf.

This kind of thing that comes from nature makes them unable to resist at all.

So early in the morning, before the sun comes out to evaporate all the dew.

During the monsoon rains, he held a small silver jar and collected it bit by bit.

A group of palace people stood aside cautiously, thinking that the order of the monsoon rain did not dare to step forward.

Just stand aside and watch the action during the monsoon rains.

When the sun comes out, the monsoon rains only collect the dew at the bottom of a bottle.

The golden sun shines brightly.

The dew on the petals evaporates quickly.

During the monsoon rain, he walked out of the garden, looked at the dew in the jar, and pursed the corners of his lips.

The dew was harder to collect than he had imagined.

On the contrary, he only wanted Qinghui to have access to what he had collected himself.

I just want Qinghui to see myself alone in my eyes.

The more time passed, the more he realized that something was wrong with him.

His desire for exclusivity for Qinghui is getting stronger and stronger.

"Your Majesty?"

When he saw the monsoon rain, he hesitated, and the palace man next to him stepped forward with great insight and said cautiously, "Is Your Majesty going back?" ”

"It's time to go back."

Monsoon Rain's voice responded coldly, and he lowered his eyes and looked at the bottle, "It's just that it's not enough, as soon as the sun appears, the dew evaporates too quickly." ”

"Your Majesty is for the elves, right?" The palace man spoke again, "Your Majesty, this kind of thing naturally does not lie in the quantity, but in the heart." ”

Ji Yu Shi glanced sideways slightly, looked at the palace man next to him, and raised his eyebrows.

"Mind?"

"Yes, it is to let the elf know your majesty's heart, and know that this is specially prepared for you to get up early in the morning and be busy all morning, then the elf will definitely treat you closer."

The people of this palace naturally saw the dependence on Qinghui during the monsoon rain, and they have always figured out their minds, and they saw the exclusive desire for Qinghui during the monsoon rain.

Hurriedly spoke.

"So no matter how many things you have, let the elves understand your mind, that's the most important thing."

The monsoon nodded slightly.