The Emperor sat beside her, patting her like a child.

"Sleep!"

Jing Yiren nodded with a light smile and slowly closed his eyes.

No matter how Uncle Huang looks at it, he is becoming more and more like the man in his dream and treats her so well.

When she sleeps, she will gently pat her to sleep.

But the Jingyi people couldn't sleep.

When I couldn't sleep, I began to think crankily, and subconsciously asked.

"Uncle! How many women do you have in your harem? ”

The emperor continued to pat her and responded lightly: "Since ancient times, emperors have been 3,000 beauties in the harem!" ”

The Emperor sighed secretly, as if there was nothing gratifying about this matter.

"Three thousand women?" Jing Yiren's eyes widened in surprise, and he stretched out three fingers and gestured.

"Then the emperor's uncle sleeps one a day, and he can only sleep once for three years? Will you forget the front when you sleep in the back?"

"......" Hearing this, the emperor's face froze.

"Who taught you these uncivilized words? What can't you sleep with? Can I sleep with so many women in the harem? ”

"......" Jingyi was so frightened by the emperor that he bit his little mouth, silenced, shrunk his neck, and shrank into the quilt.

I saw her pretending to be pitiful.

The Emperor sighed helplessly, not knowing whether he had deliberately explained or had no intention of responding to her words.

Learn her straightforward words and say indifferently: "I haven't slept with any woman in these years!" ”

"......" Jingyi people were a little incredulous, but obviously when Concubine Xiao was still in the past, the emperor turned over Concubine Xiao's brand almost every day, and then Concubine Xiao was gone, and the emperor's uncle occasionally went to many ladies in the harem.

However, in the past few years, it is true that there have been no mothers and concubines in the harem who are pregnant.

She remembered that the previous mothers were pregnant, or when she first entered the palace.

Why don't you sleep with women all these years? Jingyi people were a little dazed.

Of course, Jingyi people prefer the emperor's uncle who doesn't sleep with women, so at least she won't eat flying vinegar indiscriminately.

Thinking about Jing Yiren, he grinned again.

"Uncle Huang, you don't sleep with them, don't you like them?"

"......" naturally doesn't like it, and with someone you like, no matter how good a woman is, you can't match your favorite.

"When you grow up, you will understand that although the emperor must have a heart of fraternity, he can't be fraternity only in this regard!"

Before you meet your favorite, maybe anyone can, but once you do, no one can do it except her.

"Since Uncle Huang doesn't like them, why do you want them to be your wife and concubine?" Jingyi people are really at a loss and don't understand.

"The more powerful people who are offside, the less they have the right to choose, understand?"

Listening to Uncle Huang's words, Jing Yiren suddenly thought of what the man had said to her in her dream.

"Everyone in the world can cry, but the emperor can't cry, his tears can only be swallowed in his stomach!"

Thinking about Jing Yiren, he asked again: "Uncle Huang, have you ever cried?" ”

The emperor shook his head indifferently, he hadn't cried since he could remember, and he hadn't even dropped a drop of his eyes when his father died.

"Then if I die, my uncle will cry......"

Before Jing Yiren could finish her sentence, the emperor's big palm suddenly covered her small mouth.

"You're not going to die! At the very least, you won't die before me! ”

"......" Jing Yiren blinked his eyes and pulled away his big palm: "What I said in case!" ”

"No if, there really is, I won't let you be lonely!"

"......" Jingyiren didn't understand what it meant, didn't let her be lonely, would someone die with her?