Sheng Jingming rubbed his pantothenic temples, and felt very uncomfortable with his dizziness, so he half-leaned on the soft couch and closed his eyes to recuperate.

He heard the door creak open, followed by a soft footstep approaching.

"What time is it?"

Rarely didn't hear an answer, so Sheng Jingming opened his eyes, but saw Qian Zhaozhi walking behind him, his delicate fingertips pressed against his skin, and there was a slightly cold touch.

"Palm print, it's time now."

The feeling of swelling in her temples decreased with Qian Zhaozhi's light or heavy strength, so Sheng Jingming didn't stop her behavior, just closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

Qianzhao Zhizai stared at Sheng Jingming's face carefully, she had thought about many things before she came.

For example, how to speak.

Another example is how to attract his attention.

It's just that when Qian Zhaozhi looked at him, he found that all the many things he had thought about in advance had been forgotten.

Sheng Jingming was much, much better looking than everyone Qian Zhaozhi had ever seen, so much so that she couldn't take her eyes off his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

After a man is castrated, he is no longer a real man in the strict sense.

Many eunuchs acknowledged this tacit unspoken rule.

Driven by time, the body structure of the eunuchs is gradually changing.

For example, the voice gradually becomes thinner.

For example, holding urine for long periods of time makes them like to walk with their legs between their legs and look like they are writhing.

Qian Zhaozhi had never seen these obvious eunuch characteristics in Sheng Jingming, and she found that Sheng Jingming's voice was calm and powerful, and his body was tall.

If it weren't said that Sheng Jingming was a eunuch, no one would know.

Even if Sheng Jingming's eyes were closed, he could feel Qian Zhaozhi's fiery gaze scanning back and forth on his face, and his heart was a little dark.

Whether it was before or after the crossing, the skin of the body never disappointed him!

"Late at night, what's the matter?"

Sheng Jingming tilted his head slightly, signaling that Qian Zhaozhi didn't need to continue pressing, his hand on the armrest was slightly forced, and the tip of his nose lingered with the fragrance of the girl.

The identity of a eunuch makes him very happy, but there are also many obstacles!

"Palm prints were in a bad mood at the dinner party, and I guess I couldn't eat enough, so I made a bowl of hot porridge in the kitchen, and I tried the palm prints, right?"

Qian Zhaozhi opened the food box and took out the steaming porcelain bowl.

Sheng Jingming stared at her hands, her pink fingertips were hot and red, which was particularly good-looking.

"Palm prints?"

Qian Zhaozhi blushed, and stubbornly held the porcelain bowl in front of Sheng Jingming, as if she had been holding it if he didn't take it.

Sheng Jingming chuckled lightly and tasted it in small sips with a very appreciative face.

The two were silent, and only the sound of ceramics bumping could be heard, which was very quiet.

Qian Zhaozhi hooked her fingers in her palm, of course she came to this trip not just to simply deliver a bowl of porridge, but the current quiet atmosphere of the years seems not to be suitable for saying these ulterior motives...

She was quite calm, her face did not show emotion, but she still couldn't escape Sheng Jingming's fiery eyes.

Sheng Jingming was not in a hurry to dismantle it, he ate a bowl of hot porridge, the burning stomach felt healed, he was in a better mood, and he was interested in coaxing the little girl.

"When you're in a good mood, just say something."

Qian Zhaozhi's little face turned red, his little hands wrapped around his dress, and finally he couldn't help but speak.

"Palm print, there is a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not..."

"Since you don't know whether to ask or not, then don't ask."

Sheng Jingming refused without hesitation, choking back the words that Qian Zhaozhi was about to blurt out.

He wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly and said, "You don't have an answer in your heart, so I won't give you an answer, and when you figure it out, ask me again." ”

Qian Zhaozhi immediately spoke, no longer hesitated, and blurted out the doubts in his heart.

"Palm print, why did you choose me to be the emperor?"

This question has been haunting Qian Zhaozhi's heart, and she has never been able to understand it.

Not to mention that there is a legitimate heir, just because Qian Zhaozhi is far away in Wu State, the mountains and rivers are far away, maybe when she comes back, everything will be settled.

If Sheng Jingming just needs a puppet emperor, then he can casually find a concubine from the clan to succeed him.

In any case, it is much more convenient than taking Qian Zhaozhi back.

Qian Zhaozhi stared at Sheng Jingming tightly, afraid of missing the slightest hint of his micro-expression.

"Does the answer matter?" Sheng Jingming took a sip of hot tea and squinted at her, "You just need to know how much effort I spent to bring you back from Wu Kingdom." ”

Qian Zhaozhi bit his lower lip and asked, "What method did you use for the palm print?" ”

"Promise to add an additional 10,000 taels of gold every year from the end of the year for five years."

He calmly blew the hot air that came up, ignoring Qian Zhaozhi's shocked eyes.

"So much?"

10,000 taels of gold, Qian Zhaozhi has less than half of his net worth!

"You don't need me to give you silver, what are you afraid of?"

Sheng Jingming pointed his finger in the direction of Qian Zhaozhi and said: "There is a debtor and a master, and when you ascend the throne, you will be responsible for all these debts, think about how to solve them." ”

“？？”

Inexplicably burdened with huge debts, Qian Zhaozhi felt that he couldn't sleep well tonight.

Sheng Jingming looked at her tearless face, and felt a little funny, but he didn't want her to be scared of her future life on the throne.

He took Qianzhaozhi's wrist and pushed open the door to the inner room.

I saw a huge territory map hanging on the wall, on which a large area was drawn with a cinnabar pen, which was the territory taken away by Wu and Huo.

"Originally, Daqian was one of the three great powers, but after years of standing at the top of the powerful countries, the first emperors forgot about the enemy countries that were eyeing each other, so that they were jointly suppressed by the two countries."

Sheng Jingming pointed to the huge territory of Wu and Huo, and a warm light flashed in his eyes!

"How can the land of Daqian always fall into the hands of the enemy? We must take back everything we have lost! ”

Qian Zhaozhi then took a step back, she shook her head slightly, she couldn't believe what Sheng Jingming said.

It's just whimsical!

"Palm print, you... Are you kidding? ”

With the current situation of Daqian, do you still want to regain the lost homeland?

Sheng Jingming looked at Qian Zhaozhi's suspicious expression, and he suddenly felt sad for the country.

The princess of a country, the princess of the heavenly family, has no nostalgia for the homeland lost by her country!

Qian Zhaozhi supported the corner of the table with one hand, she understood the disappointment in his eyes, and couldn't help but speak: "When I was born, my country was already such a small territory now. ”

"I am a princess forgotten by my father, and even more so a princess forgotten by the people, what emotions can I have for such a country?"

She clenched her fists in a bit of a breakdown and choked up, "I just want to live, why are you putting so many shackles on me?" ”

"I have never enjoyed the protection of the great cadres, so why should I bear the burden of rejuvenating the country?!"