He straightened up and wiped his lips.

Sure enough, the skin had been broken, and the pain came from the wound, Jun Zui looked at the red on the back of his hand, stood up silently, and turned around and left without saying a word after tidying up his clothes.

Behind him, the little emperor was so angry that his eyes were red.

She bit her lower lip stubbornly, stubbornly not saying a word, and turned over to face the wall.

The footsteps faded away.

The little emperor waited and waited, and in the end, he didn't wait for the person to turn back.

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It seems that in the blink of an eye, the relationship between the two people, who were originally like glue, has cooled down.

Jun drunk and went to the court as usual peacefully, but after the court, he never went to the little emperor to discuss which book needed to be banned and which book was not, and the little emperor never left him alone, but the whole court was spreading, the emperor had a new favorite, and he had to be fortunate with that Liang Guomei every day.

The old scholars of the die-hard faction were worried every day, and they went to tell stories to the little emperor in the early morning.

This time, the story was changed to a long time ago, there was an emperor in a certain dynasty who was particularly favored by a concubine sent by an enemy country, and later this concubine took advantage of the emperor's inattention to kill him, the enemy country invaded, and the dynasty collapsed;

Once upon a time......

The old pedants lived a long time, and there were many stories, and they didn't bring the same for a few days.

The little emperor, who was already holding his breath, was even more angry, and very simply promoted Leng Yilan to Concubine Ming.

Jun was painting when he heard the news in his own house, and the green bamboo in the painting was tall and verdant, and his pen was only slightly paused, and then he continued as if nothing happened.

The six servants who were talking about this gossip beside him smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "I can understand the concerns of these old ministers, but Prime Minister Jun, think about it, how old is the emperor this year?" It's about to be crowned. Our Xiling Dynasty has no heirs of which dynasty and which generation of saints are not prosperous, and there are five princes at the emperor's age. But what about our emperor? ”

Saying that, he sighed: "Not even a queen." Alas, I heard the eunuchs say that the emperor often spoils his concubines, but somehow, there are 3,000 beauties in the harem, and none of them have a big belly. This time this concubine can get the emperor's favor, even if she is really emotional, if she has an heir, maybe it will be a good thing. ”

Jun was drunk and calm, and finished the picture in his hand.

The six servants watched from the side, and opened their mouths to praise: "The prime minister's painting skills have improved again." ”

Jun Zui looked at the bamboo standing straight in the painting, easily not bowing his head and bending over, his eyes flashed slightly.

He smiled: "The most affectionate person is also the most affectionate, how does the squire know that the emperor is emotional, not Bo Xing." ”

With that, he rolled up the scroll and set it aside.

The six squires listened to it in a fog, and they only felt that the prime minister's words seemed to have other meanings, but they couldn't figure it out.

He could only laugh dryly: "What the prime minister said is ...... I think the prime minister's painting is very good, I wonder if I can ask the prime minister for it? ”

Jun was drunk for a moment, and pursed his lips: "I have other uses for this pair, let's give another pair to the waiter." ”

The six servants happily responded.

After sending the six servants out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jun Zui casually took out a milky white jade pendant from the box on the shelf, put it in his arms, and then went to the palace.

The little emperor was in the imperial study, and Jun drunk all the way unimpeded, and was stopped in front of the imperial study.

"Concubine Ming is inside, Prime Minister Jun will wait a while, and the slave will go to report it."