Ji Chenghuai became inexplicably anxious, he knew that he had to believe in the little girl.

But because of the inexplicable inferiority complex in my heart, I couldn't help but think more at this time.

Because of this, it may also be because the little girl is not around, so Ji Chenghuai didn't sleep well all night.

If it weren't for the fact that it was late at night, it would affect the little girl's sleep, in fact, Ji Chenghuai wanted to break into the palace at night.

After thinking about it, I forgot it.

It's not good if you scare the little girl, and if you let the little emperor know, it is estimated that you will have a bad impression of yourself.

Originally, he hated his age.

Wen Ling, who didn't know anything about this, got up numbly the next morning, then changed his clothes, and then went to the morning court.

I really don't want to go, but Ji Chenghuai wants to see himself, even if it's just a vague silhouette behind the screen.

Wen Ling was also reluctant to let Ji Chenghuai endure the pain of lovesickness, and he also wanted to see it.

So, go for it.

Almost as soon as the screen was erected, Wen Ling leaned directly on the edge of the couch and fell asleep.

Momiji and Red Candle glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

But let them wake up Wen Ling?

No, no, no, it's still not.

Her Royal Highness the princess got up in the morning and the cold air had already scared them to tremble, and at this time she called people up, wouldn't she wait to be dragged down and killed.

The courtiers soon entered.

Ji Chenghuai walked in the front, looking at the screen standing on one side, and behind the screen, there was a faint figure shaking, but it was not obvious.

After Ji Chenghuai pricked up his ears and listened, he realized that Wen Ling should have fallen asleep.

Because he heard the steady breathing of a woman, others naturally did not dare to sleep in front of the hall at this time, so it could only be their own little girl.

is so tormented, Ji Chenghuai is really distressed.

But if you don't see the little girl, you can't feel at ease.

It seems that it is better to clear the obstacles as soon as possible, and it is better to get married as soon as possible.

After getting married, you can see each other every day, and you don't have to toss the little girl anymore.

But thinking of what the dark three said last night, the little aunt wanted to go to the Lake Poetry Club, Ji Chenghuai's heart was inexplicably sour.

It's comparable to the old vinegar, and it's sour.

Wen Ling couldn't hear what the courtier said, she was immersed in her own sense of return, and it was so refreshing.

Ji Chenghuai also knows that the little girl is squeamish, and if she quarrels by herself at this time, it is estimated that she will be displeased again.

But it just so happened that what the early dynasty didn't say, and then he could use this as an excuse to enter the palace to talk to Wen Ling, and it was also a message of lovesickness.

In today's early dynasty, most of Ji Chenghuai's opinions on the little emperor were directly brought over, as long as it was not particularly excessive, he respected the little emperor's opinions.

This made Wen Zheng feel that Ji Chenghuai was really ......

You won't really be dazzled by the beauty of the royal sister, right?

But Ji Chenghuai has also seen the imperial sister before, is this a sudden change of sex?

Wen Zheng didn't quite understand either.

But the feeling of not being scolded by the regent is really cool.

And the feeling of being in charge of oneself is also cool.

It's just that there are many things, and he is still inexperienced in the end, and sometimes he still doesn't dare to mess around.

It seems that we still have to count on Ji Chenghuai.

In the morning, the little emperor also secretly observed, wanting to see how Ji Chenghuai was.

Wen Zheng felt that Wen Ling's words were very right, for those who cared, they had to see, observe, and feel for themselves.

Instead of listening to what others say, how can they be considered people who care?

(End of chapter)