Chapter 118: The Empress's Loyal Dog General (12)

I only heard a sentence from the person in my arms.

"Duan Aiqing, I miss you to death, if you come later, I will be packed and taken away."

Use facts to prove that Sao Bao Hua Ronglan, her sweetheart is here.

Hua Ronglan, who was not far away, raised her eyebrows slightly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

Such a speech suddenly did not have the feeling of the emperor's majesty and domineering, but had more of a girl's coquettishness.

Duan Jinming didn't know what was disturbing his mind, but he didn't dare to reach out and push the person out of his arms.

I want to say something, but I don't know what to say to the person in my arms.

Duan Jinming had no choice but to set his eyes on Hua Ronglan and sighed: "Hua Guijun, the last general has important matters to discuss with His Majesty, please avoid it." ”

General Zhenguo said so, Hua Ronglan naturally didn't linger any longer, and before leaving, he looked at the person who hugged General Duan tightly, and couldn't help but purse his lips.

Emperors and generals?

What the situation.

While wondering, he walked out of Fu Xin's palace.

It wasn't until the person was completely gone that Duan Jinming cautiously pushed Fu Xin out of his arms, and said helplessly: "The person has already left, even if Your Majesty wants to avoid him, you don't have to make this decision." ”

"Who said it was the next step." Fu Xin raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes overflowed with a smile, and he looked at him, "I just took this opportunity to take the opportunity to rub the oil, and by the way, I drove people away, of course, the oil rubbing is the primary goal." ”

"......" was speechless for a moment, and Duan Jinming quickly changed the topic, "Your Majesty really wants to go to the northwest?" There are constant wars in that place, famine for many years, and the climate is harsh, and your majesty is gone, I am afraid that you will not be able to adapt to the local environment. ”

Fu Xinyun said lightly: "What are you afraid of, anyway, with Duan Aiqing by your side, how can I not starve to death there, right?" ”

Duan Jinming wanted to ask her where she trusted her, but when it came to her mouth, she became: "The last general will definitely protect His Majesty." ”

Fu Xin silently gave the loyal dog general a five-star praise in her heart, although it was not clear whether she was an enemy or a friend this time, she always wanted to give Duan Jinming all her trust.

Probably this is the aura of a male god?

Fu Xin thought to herself, and left Duan Jinming to accompany her for dinner, otherwise it would be another dinner alone, too boring and lonely.

Duan Jinming unexpectedly discovered that His Majesty was still very amiable and lovely when he was not flirtatious.

Her expression is plain, but she can inexplicably make you feel close.

Her tone of speech did not have any arrogance of a superior, chatting with him like an ordinary person, occasionally interspersed with some court matters, just talking about it simply, without any confrontation between you and me, and even often used the word "I" instead of "I", which made him involuntarily relaxed.

It seemed to be the first time he had gossiped so much with His Majesty.

Fu Xin ate a piece of tofu as he spoke, but choked on his throat and choked for a while: "Love... Aiqing rescues..."

Duan Jinming: "......" So the question is, how to save it?

He quietly took the last piece of tofu, stuffed it in his mouth, chewed and swallowed it carefully, and then silently said: "Tell Your Majesty that the last general has broken the tofu assassin into ten thousand pieces." ”

Male god, do you have too many humorous cells?

After Fu Xin eased up, her eyes stared at someone calmly, and she almost slapped the table and burst into laughter, although she didn't do it, the corners of her curved lips had revealed that she was getting too much fun from it.

Duan Jinming was stunned for a moment, and was dazzled by her smile.

Her smile was very flamboyant, very real, delicate, bright, and full of the smile on the face of an emperor he had never seen before.