Early the next morning, Chen Jiaojiao was still half-asleep and half-awake when Xiaoyue shouted, "Fifteen, please come over." ”

"It's only an hour, it's not dawn outside, where am I going!"

Chen Jiao shouted at the top of her throat squeamishly, which was much earlier than she usually got up.

"Yongming Palace."

"Okay, I'll clean it up right away."

In the end, she coaxed her, and he scared her again.

When she arrived at the entrance of Yongming Palace, Chen Jiaojiao held on to the wall in a sullen manner, gritted her teeth and said to the fifteenth, "It's only time now, Your Majesty has gone to the court, what am I doing here." Are you sure Your Majesty is looking for me at this time? ”

"Yes."

She had a headache from anger, she didn't wake up too early, she was very tired from talking, she lazily lay on the table on the side and waited.

Fifteen coughed from time to time, walked a few steps, she didn't have a chance to take a nap, Chen Jiao was squeamish.

It was dawn outside, and she straightened up to see him walk in.

"Your Majesty."

She greeted him reluctantly, Qi Yan was in a good mood early in the morning, "I plan to be Mingjun, let Jiaojiao be a witness." ”

Chen Jiaojiao doesn't smile, there are only four big words in her heart, you don't have to!

He sat down, and she looked over with her head propped up.

This was the first time she had seen him wear bright yellow, mainly with gold thread, supplemented by silver thread, embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon.

The dignity and arrogance between the eyebrows set off his handsome face extraordinarily unattainable.

Chen Jiaojiao puffed out her mouth and accepted her fate.

He just told her to get up three times, and she had to afford it too.

Qi Yan hooked her hand and asked her to sit down, and threw the fold on the table in front of her, "Go on." ”

Chen Jiaojiao sighed and had to continue reading.

All that was left in the hall was her voice, and his occasional voice.

Alternately, back and forth.

He Shuming at the door poked his head and walked in after hesitation.

"Your Majesty."

Interrupted, Chen Jiaojiao looked over and blinked her eyes twice in surprise, "Huh? Don't you have no tongue? ”

"You don't have a tongue!"

He Shuming was half angry as soon as he came in, and he was just ordered by His Majesty to be dumb that day, which hurt him for several days.

It's all to blame on this little princess!

Chen Jiaojiao laughed, and she held back the cold black eyes of the people around her.

Biting the tip of his tongue for fear that he couldn't help it, he trembled with laughter.

Qi Yan was speechless and touched her forehead, and patted her head with one hand, "Something?" ”

His hand was on her head, and the two sat so close together that she was almost in his arms.

He Shuming swallowed, as if sensing something was wrong.

Could it be that Your Majesty is declaring sovereignty to him?

But thinking about it, he shook his head again, definitely not.

"It's okay, I just miss you."

"Get out."

"Don't Your Majesty, I'll sit and watch, and I won't disturb you two."

"If General He is fine, read the book."

Chen Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, she was so sleepy, she wanted to go back to sleep immediately, since someone could take over, it would be great.

Suddenly her earlobe hurt, and she turned her head to look at him expressionlessly, pinching her earlobe, as if she didn't know that she had hit hard.

She didn't have time to wear earrings when she got up early in the morning, and now he caught the opportunity to rub her earlobes.

Sandwiched between the index and middle fingers, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and suddenly heavy again.

She seemed to know why he punished her, and slapped He Shuming's hand away, "I'll do it myself." ”

He Shuming withdrew his hand, feeling that everyone was not welcoming him, so he could only go out and take the fifteenth who was standing on the side.

After reading all morning, it was almost noon, and Chen Jiaojiao stopped with a dry mouth.

Finally, it was hard to soak for an hour's rest, including lunch.

She muttered to herself in her heart, wicked, just unreasonable.

When the time came, she sat down again and began to read.

Qi Yan listened with her head closed with one hand, she read more efficiently, but it was still a little interesting.

As soon as he finished saying how to criticize, the voice on the side suddenly stopped, "Go on." ”

He hadn't heard her continue reading for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw her lying on the table asleep.

He snorted, he really couldn't understand how he thought about how to approve for a while, and she could fall asleep?

Qi Yan frowned in disgust, and reached out to touch her face.

The fleshy soft face was concave by him, and she didn't react for half a minute, sleeping sweetly with her arms on her pillow.

He withdrew his hand and tilted his head to look.

She used to sleep next to him like this, and for the first time after ascending the throne, she slept peacefully.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were cold.

He Shuming was right, she was indeed not as afraid of him as she was at the beginning, and she was not at ease.

He seldom mentioned disgust and hatred for her, as if there was a person standing in the void, and slapped him hard.

Question him how to resolve the blood feud.

More than 100 members of the Qi family were strangled like livestock, but he and He Shuming were the only two who hid and crossed the street like rats all day long.

They saved him with their lives, he drank hatred and survived in the palace, but at this point he left the lives of the Chen family.

Even that person's favorite daughter and wife.

He should let them understand what it means to be in pain, what it means to beg for death, and watch his relatives fall in a pool of blood one by one.

But she was able to sleep next to him unharmed, what did she rely on.

He reached out and touched the back of her neck with cold fingertips.

This acupuncture point can make her die silently and painfully, breathing in the pain of suffocation and bone cracking.

He found it with his index finger, straining slightly.

She seemed to feel something uncomfortable, and squirmed but still didn't wake up.

Qi Yan leaned in and looked at her closed eyes.

Jiaojiao, if you open your eyes now, I won't kill you, okay?

He gave himself a good reason.

"Jiaojiao."

He even opened his mouth to call her.

She still didn't wake up, her long breath rubbing against the tip of his nose.

But he withdrew his hand.

He picked up a pen from the table, dipped it in ink and wrote a large king on her forehead, and drew a few whiskers on her face.

As if angry, he threw away the pen, stopped looking at her, and walked out of the temple.