Beautiful! Why isn't it beautiful? Xia Xiaoyu's gaze was a little dazed. What attracted her to here? Was she attracted here by a cute rabbit or by a beautiful princess? The snow-white rabbits are crowded and plump, and they are hard to reveal, and they can't wait to tear them apart or bury them here... A wave of evil thoughts surged from his heart, and at the same time spread up and down, Natsumegi was fleeting, quickly put his clothes on Twilight's body, wrapped her tightly, and carried her to the bed, and finally blacked herself!

Twilight: "Well, while Twilight thinks this kind of dress is commonplace, it's a bit too much for a feudal society. Not! New underwear! It's the first time he's seen him, and he's cheap!"

In the evening, Natsumeki came back, still serving the rice, although there were some changes, but the taste was really not flattering, if it wasn't for Twilight's suffering once, or he really couldn't swallow those meals.

Tonight, the black chicken soup was drunk inexplicably: "Why is it so salty?"

Natsume immediately replied, "No way, this king has already tried!"

Twilight gave him a gloomy look for a moment, and Natsumuki quickly turned his head, "I'll give you a taste, I can't eat salty anymore if I get hurt!"

Obviously, her own explanation couldn't eliminate the doubts in Twilight's heart, but she didn't ask much, and after eating, she asked Natsumuki to hold her in her arms and ask for warmth before she could fall asleep.

Natsumuki still has unfinished duties, and after serving Twilight, he goes out to continue his errands, which makes Twilight feel a lot of emotion, but the regent can serve in person today, and his Twilight face is really unbeatable!

Twilight Sheng waited hard for Natsumegi's return, as for the reason, it was simply too boring to be alone, but because the waiting time was too long, he didn't fall asleep after all, I don't know who had been there for a long time, and he felt that there was someone beside him in a daze, and his eyes opened a slit, and he saw Natsumuki sitting in front of the hospital bed, and he didn't think much about it, and lifted the quilt next to him with his hand: "How can you come back?" Come up and sleep!"

Twilight fell asleep as she spoke, but Natsumeki stared at it, her eyes fell on Twilight's quiet sleeping face, but her heart was throbbed by the words she had unconsciously highlighted just now, who said that the more unconscious the words, the more able to express a man's sincerity? Xia Xiaoxiao doesn't like Xia Xiaohan. He doesn't love her, he doesn't love her body, he loves her heart. But why did Xia Xiaoxi do this? What does he want? In other words, does she actually want him to get close?

He was covered with a quilt on the soft couch on the side, but he couldn't move his footsteps, just looked at the back of the sleeping Twilight, and finally lifted the quilt and hugged her gently, the familiar fragrance hit the tip of his nose, eagerly making people hold her all over his body, and he finally hugged her like that, and at that moment when he found that he was hugging her like that, he still felt that his heart was full of stuffing.

At first, it was because she wanted to get it, so she snatched her away from Qi Jue domineeringly, and finally almost let her fall into the abyss of no return because of her mistakes, and it took a lot of effort to be accepted by her again, and finally because of the relationship between Qi Jue and Yanluo, she became embarrassed, she had her own domineering, she had her own arrogance, she realized her inferiority, so the two gradually drifted apart, and even returned to strangers.

He didn't know how to go on, he thought he had forgotten all this, but in the end he found that it was all self-deception, angry, sad but couldn't resist the desire between hearts, domineering because of her retreated, arrogant because of her to bow down, even the ambition to support him was now gone, he never thought that he would love a woman so much in this life, love a woman because she made him retreat, love a woman only for this kind of embrace and coexistence to feel extremely comfortable.

Laughing at yourself, Natsumegi, do you still have now? I'm a senior in high school and my grades aren't outstanding. But I love reading inspirational stories and comics, so I've always considered myself lucky because I have a good friend who is my tablemate. But even if it's someone else's shame, he's... Willing!

The Chongming Hall is brightly lit, and the Emperor's Bedroom Hall is almost upside down, although this is an exaggeration, but it is really a little

It's not too much, the truth is very simple, the little emperor doesn't eat, drink, sleep, just sit at the desk, the meal on the desk is changed again and again, and De'an and Jingrong around him are almost anxious to cry, this little ancestor, it's better to be angry than angry!

"Emperor, you use a little, I'm afraid that my mother will come back and see you skinny, it must be very heartbroken!" How can it be used? Isn't that a waste?"

"yes, I just want to slim myself down like this......

"Then you can tell me a way first, okay?"

"How? Jingrong gently persuaded that if possible, kneel down and kowtow yourself.

Xia Junche looked at Jing Rong's eyes, and then looked at the things on the table, although he knew that his stomach was a little hungry, he didn't want to eat at all; Sister Ah waved her heartache when she saw this? And when did he start worrying about her? Why was he so nervous? If her heart hurts, why didn't she leave without saying a word to him, and she didn't kiss her this morning, what he did was wrong, and he always felt that something was wrong!

Stand up: "I'm not eating! Take a shower!"

Jingrong really wanted to kneel, but Niangniang suddenly left the palace and didn't know what she had done, but if the emperor didn't eat, how would she explain when Niangniang returned?

De'an still sighed and hurried over to wait for the little emperor to take a bath, and when it was time to take a bath for the little emperor, De'an still didn't come to speak in a hurry, and the little emperor waved his hand: "You don't have to follow, I'll go alone!"

As soon as the words turned, there was no figure, and De'an suddenly remembered that this little emperor was drilled out of the imperial mausoleum, and the emperor was able to go out at a young age, this skill must not be underestimated, just because the emperor was too young, and he had a face that didn't seem to grow too big, so that people forgot that he was Xia, an emperor who walked out of the imperial mausoleum intact!

An empty palace and a small shadow fell, making it impossible to see its face in the night, but the back gave a terrifying coolness: "Come out quickly!"

A dark gray shadow fell from behind and knelt down on one knee: "Emperor!"

That small figure is Xia Junche's shadow, but unfortunately at this moment he does not have a trace of childishness, and his voice does not match his age and does not tolerate gastritis: "Speak!"

"Back to the Emperor! A strange master came to the palace last night. When the queen appeared to stab the queen under the peach blossom tree in the Qingluan Palace, the queen fought with her. After a hundred moves, the queen was injured and went to Chongming Palace. That murderer chased him outside the gate of Chongming Hall and disappeared!"

Xia Junche's figure turned into a shadow in an instant, and slapped his palm on the rockery behind him kneeling on the ground, his cute baby face was overcast at this moment, and his inky black eyes were as black as a demon due to murderous intent: "Are you saying that you can only watch her being hurt?"

The man didn't care about the pain in his heart and knelt on the ground: "The subordinates were only ordered to protect the emperor, and the emperor only ordered his subordinates to monitor the queen's every move, and did not ask his subordinates to protect the queen!"

Xia Junche's small hand was clenched tightly, so strong that he could hear the sound of his joints, "Emperor who was ordered to escort you, do you still think that I am just a useless person in the Imperial Tomb who was insulted by you at will?"

The man panicked: "Your Majesty, please rest assured! As the dead soldiers of the Imperial Tomb, it is the duty of his subordinates to put His Majesty's safety first!"

"It's ridiculous that the people who killed me with their own hands still have to protect me now!"

A man was walking on the street, and suddenly heard someone next to him calling his name, and when he looked up, it turned out to be his friend, a woman named Xia Junmiao. Xia Junche grabbed the man's neck, and subconsciously wanted to pull out the dagger in his waist, but he finally gave up, and it was their glory to die tragically under the weapon that Sister Ah gave him, and this person did not have any conditions.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click......

A shrill siren broke the silence. "Who's knocking on the door?"

An unfamiliar figure appeared. "Ah, it's me. The sound of bones shattering, and then the dark guard's sternum shattered.

Xia Junche retracted his hands, and didn't look at the corpse under his feet, he dared to disrespect his sister and die a well-deserved death!

The small figure walked in the direction of Chongming Palace, and when the lights were dim, the cute baby face was not angry for a while, only grievances and discouragement remained, it was clear that the Qingluan Hall and the Emperor's Bedroom Hall were so close, but Sister Ao wanted to choose the man in the Chongming Hall and refused to choose him? Why would he do that? It turned out that he didn't want to see her again! His heart was constantly struggling. Sister really doesn't believe him? Why did he do it? Is it just to protect my sister? He has walked out of the Imperial Tomb, he is trying to make himself stronger, stronger enough to protect Sister A's safety, he has obviously been able to protect Sister A's safety, but Sister Ah doesn't believe him at all!

Flying up to the roof, squatting on the ground and holding his calves and looking in the direction of Chongming Palace, the imperial uncle is taller than himself, more mature than himself, handsome and steady, and loves Sister A so much, he even rushed into the imperial tomb for Sister A, Sister A must also be moved, and has a good impression of Uncle Huang, but what about herself?

Uncle Huang loves Sister, Sister also loves Uncle Huang, the two get along well, what should he do? Who is the person he likes? What about his parents? What about his teacher? …… Is there any secret to the person he likes? Why does he like Sister? Does he like his teacher? Does Sister dislike him? ?

The hand holding the leg was tightened, the chin was on the knee, and he looked pitiful, if anyone had seen it and thought that it was a child who was lost, who would have thought that it was the monarch of the Xia Kingdom, and he killed a person with his bare hands just now?

The little emperor didn't return for a long time, De'an and Jingrong were almost mad in a hurry, just when the two were about to search frantically, the little emperor finally drooped his head and walked back, like a frosty eggplant, listless and heart-wrenching.

"Emperor! You've finally come back, and you're definitely hungry. The slave has cooked a few more dishes for you, and you have to eat them later!"

The queen was busy in the kitchen, when she suddenly heard a woman's voice at the door: "Miss, I am the emperor, what can you eat?"

The queen was stunned and hurriedly asked, "Who? What is your name? Jingrong hurried over to coax.

This time Xia Junche didn't play tricks, walked over to eat obediently, and climbed into bed to sleep, because he didn't allow it, so the quilt that should have been changed was left behind, because of the smell of Sister A's body on the quilt, hugging the quilt and thinking about Sister Natsumu felt that someone was approaching, he opened his eyes vigilantly, but he didn't expect to see Xia Junche alone, and he was surprised that Xia Junche was strong in martial arts, but quickly stood up: "Why is the emperor here?"