How could the little emperor, who was the most perverse, be obedient, she was crying and struggling, and wanted to shrink up in fear.

is obviously the most unruly, but no matter how you cry at this time, it is not the cold emperor who sits on the throne, but just a poor little girl.

Jun drunk's movements are gentle but firm.

At that moment, the little emperor bit him on the shoulder, and his tears were hot and blazing.

"I won't forgive you......"

In this life, I will never forgive you again.

Jun Zui didn't speak, just tasted it over and over again.

Forgive?

He hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes cold

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It's better not to forgive me for the rest of your life, so that I don't feel indebted when I hate you.

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In the evening of the next day, Ye Chuijin woke up leisurely.

Her eyes were lost, staring straight at the ceiling.

The system knew that it would be cheaper to ask her what she thought now, but she still couldn't help it, afraid that if she was negligent, the host would be infected with psychological problems.

This kind of case is not uncommon among them, and there are many hosts who commit suicide because they can't distinguish between the self and the "me" in the world they are traversing.

The more you travel through the world, the easier it is to lose yourself, and the deeper your affection for the world, the easier it is to not be able to get out.

After all, it is a human being, and mental health cannot be ignored.

The system was about to open its mouth to ask when it heard the host let out a long sigh.

Ye Chuijin: [Ah...... This light! This shadow! This feeling! 】

Tears of emotion flowed from the corners of her eyes: [You tell me! I'm not dreaming! Right! 】

The system that didn't have a chance to be cheap roared: [Please be a person!! 】

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Because it was the first time, Jun was drunk and had no pity, so she lay on the bed for three days before getting out of bed.

There was no early court for these three days, and new rumors arose every day among the ministers.

On the first day, everyone was happy, "Well, the relationship between our emperor and the queen is really good." ”

The next day, everyone's painting style began to change, this one said "The relationship between the emperor and the queen is surprisingly good", that said "The emperor is not obsessed with beauty", and the other said, "Hey, have you heard, the emperor is the fourth daughter of the night palace, tsk".

On the third day, the spread was even more unscored, and the six servants met the Hubu Shangshu by chance, and shared with him a gossip he had just heard: "I heard from the people in the military department next door that the emperor recruited six concubines in the middle of the night after he slept in the queen's palace yesterday, and that guy ......"

"Shut up, you." The clear-minded Tobe Shangshu looked at him like a fool, his face full of indifference.

When Ye Chuijin went to court again on the fourth day, there were more twists and turns all of a sudden.

However, the content is the same, and it is basically a subtle persuasion that her life should be restrained in order to last.

Temperance? She thought that she had to get drunk to agree.

Ye Chuijin took the fold back to the imperial study and slurred it while praising it, looking at it with great interest.

When Jun was drunk, what he saw was the scene of the little emperor seriously criticizing the folds.

If it was in the past, the little emperor would have thrown away the excerpts with no content, but now that the excerpts with content are in his hands, she can only pick up these folds in batches, and show her imperial dignity in such a meaningless little thing.

Thinking like this, Jun Zui's expression softened a little.

He walked over and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty." ”