Lu Sheng didn't dodge, but instead stared at Chu Jiujiu's deer eyes, and said with a little coquettishness.

For Shang Lusheng's flickering apricot eyes, in Chu Jiujiu's eyes, the enthusiasm and liking he pretended to be not like it at all, but Chu Jiuyue's heart was painful and uncomfortable.

It should have been a pair of eyes that should be beautiful at the top, but at the moment there is a pool of stagnant water, like a walking corpse, soulless.

She walked around Lu Sheng's lips, leaned into his ear, and lowered her voice: "Lu Lu, you are so fragrant~"

He always has a faint floral fragrance on him, which is really nice and familiar.

As for where she smelled it, she studied Chinese medicine and had to deal with hundreds of herbs every day in medical school, and she would be very sure when she smelled a familiar smell.

"If Your Majesty likes it, Lu Sheng will go to the Imperial Garden to pick some dewy flowers for you now."

"No, how can wild flowers have the fragrance of home flowers, it is enough for me to have deer and deer, and the flowers are not as beautiful as you."

Lu Sheng wanted to take the opportunity to leave this disgusting woman, but he didn't expect that just as he was about to get up, he was pressed back by Chu Jiujiu with one hand, and whispered in his ear.

The distance between the two people was really closer, their breath was hot, and while they were talking, the hot breath exhaled from Chu Jiujiu's lips burned Lu Sheng's ears red.

Chu Jiujiu sniffed it for a while, and the three-petaled flower between his eyebrows twisted and twisted, and he couldn't tell what kind of herb it was for a while.

Lu Sheng's whole body was stiff, biting his lip, his pink hands were clutching the corners of his clothes, and his body was involuntarily a little hot.

The breeze blows, the petals fly over the eaves of the window with the wind, gently lifting the hair on the foreheads of the two, and the deer's chaotic heartbeat can be clearly heard.

"Your Majesty......"

Before Lu Sheng could finish speaking, Chu Jiujiu propped himself up and interrupted: "Lu Lu, accompany me to watch the recital." ”

"Yes."

Chu Jiujiu's red lips hooked slightly, and he pulled Lu Sheng to sit beside him.

On the sandalwood table in the center is a neat stack of folds.

The place where the original owner went to court, that is, sitting in the imperial study every day to criticize and fold, idle, bullying and bullying beautiful men.

She picked up a copy casually, her face was blue and white, she pointed her finger, dropped it again, and said:

"Lulu, it's better for you to read it for me."

I really don't know, what is this written, worthy of the ancients, chewing the words, and all of them are traditional characters, it's really a headache to look at.

"Your Majesty, the harem is not allowed to interfere in the government, and the rules set by you and Yong'an Hou, Lusheng will not dare."

"Since this rule is made by me, it is up to me to break it."

As he spoke, Chu Jiujiu took Lu Sheng's hand and put it in his palm.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

She actually went against Yong'an Hou's intentions, was it a game with Yong'an Hou?

Did he find out that he was a spy?

Chu Jiujiu held his cheek with one hand, looked at the fairy-like deer sheng, and narrowed his eyes.

His voice is very good, and it makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"In the past 20 years in Dongguan, there is a family surnamed Hu on the corner of Liu'an Street, the cousin of the boss of the Hu family, and the cooking cakes sold during the day are printed with the four big characters of absurdity and immorality, which is disrespectful to His Majesty......"

"Your Majesty, please approve it."

After Lu Sheng finished reading, he unfolded the fold and put it on the table, and handed Chu Jiujiu a pen and ink.

"Lulu, I don't want to write, can you write it for me?"

Suddenly, it felt like a never-ending job.

"Your Majesty, I need you to come in person, Lusheng's handwriting is different from yours."

"Okay then."

Chu Jiujiu took the pen and made a difficulty, what should I write?

The key is to write modern characters, and they can't read them.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Jiulu's eyes lit up, his pen was like a god, he dipped in ink in a chic manner, and finally he was a little heavier, and he was satisfied to pick up the fold and look left and right.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty. ”

Lu Sheng looked at the painting on the fold, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was a little uncomfortable when he spoke.

On the fold is clearly depicted a king eight riding a chicken, with a wooden sign hanging on the chicken's body, and a cow with a green hat painted on the side of the two.

"How? Lululu, don't you look like a picture? ”

When Chu Jiujiu heard his cousin and selling cooking cakes, his mind was full: Da Lang, it's time to drink medicine~

As for why these three animals were painted, it was only because of the likeness of the paintings.

"Like."

Can he say no? He couldn't.

Lu Sheng even began to doubt life, is this still the ruthless Chu Jiujiu?

He quickly copied one book after another.

Read one book after another.

Chu Jiujiu is like a painter, and each book is either a painting of Wang Ba or a cow and a horse.

Lu Sheng frowned: "Your Majesty, this is a piece of paper, if Your Majesty wants to draw, Lu Sheng will go and get a drawing paper for Your Majesty." ”

She must have known that the regent had joined the celebrity around Yong'an Hou today, and deliberately used this to prevaricate the past.

Lu Sheng lifted his green shirt, and when he got up, his legs were a little numb, and he planted his body.

"Lulu, it's okay." Chu Jiujiu quickly grabbed Lu Sheng's arm and said nervously.

Seeing Lu Sheng's knees trembling, Chu Jiu pressed Lu Sheng back to his seat: "Lu Lu, remember to apply the ointment I gave you on time, I will send someone to send you back in a while, don't hold on, go back and rest, I will see you later." ”

Lu Sheng felt that today's Chu Jiujiu was simply reborn, and in the past, she was so painful that she fainted, and she would only watch coldly, even with excitement and pleasure.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the deer is fine, go on."

Lu Sheng's eyes were big, and he couldn't hide anything, and from time to time he swept to the bottom of the table and pressed to the bottom.

Chu Jiujiu saw it in her eyes and knew that it was sent by the emperor today, and she even knew the content clearly.

"That's it."

Seeing Lu Sheng's hesitation, Chu Jiujiu approached and retracted his hand, pointed to the bottom and said.

Lu Sheng's hand paused slightly, "Yes, Your Majesty." ”

"Heyue City is full of victims, and the local government tax has tripled......"

Chu Jiujiu supported his cheek with one hand, put the wooden end of the brush against his lips, and looked Lu Sheng up and down over and over again.

She wondered what kind of medicine was the scent on his body.

Until Lu Sheng's slender hand, shaking in front of her eyes, called softly: "Your Majesty, what do you think?" ”

"Bold! A good Wang Daren actually used his biological mother's funeral ceremony to transport embezzled silver taels, what a filial son! What a fucking big boy! ”

Chu Jiujiu got up suddenly, snatched the fold and slapped it towards the table, gritting his teeth, making Lu Sheng's mouth continue to be half open, and swallowed his saliva.

Lu Sheng stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of her sleeve, and just wanted to say something to calm her anger, but was interrupted by a sharp eunuch voice: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Yong'an will meet you." ”

Lu Sheng immediately withdrew his hand, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, Lu Sheng will retreat first." ”

"Well, go ahead, I'll see you later."

"Yes."

Seeing that Lu Sheng was anxious to leave, Chu Jiujiu knew that although Lu Sheng looked extremely calm on the surface, he was a little scared in his heart.

I was afraid that I would make a mistake and affect his life-saving benefactor.

Chu Jiujiu raised his hand and wanted to beckon someone to send Lu Sheng back, but found that Lu Sheng had quickly left her sight.

Looking at the man in a purple robe who strode outside the door, Chu Jiujiu quickly withdrew his hand and pulled the corners of his mouth.

Yong'an Hou Changchuan glanced at Lu Sheng who was leaving, and then walked in front of Chu Jiu respectfully: "See Your Majesty, I don't know what to order?" ”