Hearing Jun Zui say this, there was no happy look on the little emperor's face.

She hesitated for a moment, and then took the fold.

After all, he has been following Jun Zui to learn the way of governing the country for so long, and after getting the excerpt at this time, the little emperor took a serious look at it, and then made his own decision.

She picked up the red pen and circled the fold, and when she was done, she handed the fold in her hand to Jun Zui.

Jun Zui took the fold and looked through it, and a pleased smile appeared on his face: "The emperor is really talented." ”

The little emperor in front of him also pursed his lips and smiled: "It's better to be taught by the teacher." ”

It's just that although she is smiling, the smile does not reach the bottom of her heart.

Jun Zui looked at it in his eyes, and asked with a little hesitation: "The emperor seems to be a little displeased?" ”

"Nope." The smile on the little emperor's face widened by a point, as if he wanted to work hard to prove that he was not unhappy.

But the starlight in her eyes was still dim, not at all like the smiling little emperor on weekdays.

It's just that she doesn't want to say it, and Jun Drunk can't be reluctant.

The two of them talked for a while, and the little emperor, who couldn't hide his emotions, finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Jun drunk, do you still teach me?" ”

At that time, Jun Zui said that he wanted to teach her the way to be a king, and now that she has almost learned, will Jun Zui come again?

Hearing her words, Jun was drunk and paused, and then said with a smile: "The emperor can now be a generation of Ming Jun, and the minister has nothing to teach you." ”

The little emperor's eyes in front of him became more and more dim.

Jun Zui then understood, when he said that he was going to teach her the way to be a king, she was happy not that she was going to really be an emperor with power in his hands, but simply because he was happy that he was going to be her teacher.

Jun was drunk for a while, and he didn't know what kind of feelings he should have in his heart.

Even though he was no longer indifferent to the person in front of him, there was no doubt that the little emperor was the son of that person.

As soon as he saw her, Jun Zui couldn't help but think of that person, remembering that she was standing next to her eldest brother with a smile on her face, like the best fairy couple in the world, and no one could get involved in the relationship between the two of them.

Jun Zui is an orphan, and it was the eldest brother who raised him, such a brotherly feeling, how did he face Jiang Youbian in front of him.

The little emperor in front of him pursed his lips after hearing him say this, and cheered up again: "But I think that being an emperor is not only to learn the way of being a king, but also to know some poetry and songs." Prime Minister, can you teach me poetry and songs? ”

Her eyes were full of hope.

Jun Zui looked at her and shook his head slowly.

The little emperor bit his lip, Yin Hong's lips were moist and shiny, and he continued to ask, "That...... What about qin, chess, calligraphy and painting? I heard that Prime Minister Jun is the most elegant person in the court, and he knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you ......"

"Your Majesty," Jun Zui interrupted her, lowered his eyes, and did not look at her expression again.

His tone was flat: "After the emperor is in power, the minister wants to resign and return to his hometown." ”

Hearing his words, the little emperor immediately stretched out his hand to hold his sleeve, and a pair of originally flamboyant and domineering eyes drooped down, pitiful: "Okay, good, I don't learn, I don't learn, I'm already very energetic when I am a Mingjun, how can I have time to learn anything else." ”

Hearing her panicked voice, Jun Zui let out a long sigh.

He brought up the excuse again: "Your Majesty, the minister is really going back to his hometown, and there are still people waiting for me in his hometown." ”