"But being an emperor is very tiring, he gets up earlier than the chickens every day, sleeps later than anyone else, and has a harem of three thousand, and he has to deal with some women." Bai Sang said anxiously.

She was an emperor.

It was really exhausting.

Wen Ze didn't expect her to say this, and said a little confused: "But people are superior and have the highest status, and no one dares to mess with them." ”

"Let me ask Your Highness one thing, do you like the palace?"

Bai Sang really didn't want him to be the emperor.

Not to mention that she was very tired, and she couldn't guarantee that Wen Ze would not dislike her age.

And the world will also put her on the throne for a woman of her age.

Wen Ze shook his head, although he didn't say that he didn't like it, but the disgust on his face was already written on his face.

"If you don't like it, if you become an emperor, you will be trapped in the palace."

"This-" Wen Ze suddenly reacted, "This kind of rebellious thing should not be talked about casually!" ”

directly scolded Bai Sang.

Bai Sang pouted, "Got it, Your Highness." ”

Ancient ideas are deep-rooted, and she also knows that she can't brainwash Wen Ze in a short period of time.

Only embroidery can be continued.

At night.

Suddenly there was thunder and heavy rain, Bai Sang warmed the bed on Wen Ze's bed, listening to the sound of rain outside.

I was still a little scared in my heart.

The thunder was too loud.

It's like chopping on the top of your head.

Fortunately, this world is not a spirit, otherwise I would be afraid of this kind of curse again.

Then the door clicked open.

Wen Ze walked in with a body of moisture.

Bai Sang saw him come in, and of course he got out of bed.

That's what warm the bed is.

Hey, in the modern world, warming a bed is ambiguous.

In the ancient world, warming up was really just a bed warmer.

"Your Highness has already warmed up." Bai Sang walked into Wenze.

only to find that his face was pale, biting his lip, and his forehead was also a little sweaty.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Nervously squatted down and looked at him with both hands in his face.

Wen Ze shook his head: "It's okay." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the bedside.

"Your Highness, what happened? Why is your face so ugly? ”

Wen Ze climbed into bed, and his shoes were taken off by Bai Sang.

"I'm just- I think the thunder is a little loud, it's fine." He shrunk in the corner, the quilt enveloping the whole person in it, leaving only half of his eyes exposed.

Loud thunder?

Bai Sang reacted, "Your Highness is afraid of thunder? ”

She wasn't teasing, she was surprised.

It's not the first time it's rained and thunder, it's happened before.

Unexpectedly, this time Wen Ze was scared.

Wen Ze didn't answer her, his head was already in the quilt.

Bai Sang didn't know why, and some wanted to laugh.

After thinking about it, he sat on the edge of the bed, "Why don't I accompany His Highness tonight?" ”

"No, you don't."

Bai Sang didn't expect that he would be rejected, and his eyebrows were raised, "Is it really not necessary?" Tonight's thunder looks like it's going to hit for a long time. ”

The person inside the quilt tightened.

"Then come up and sleep with me for the night."

Bai Sang became excited, he didn't expect that he just wanted to lie on the side of the bed and watch him sleep for a night, but he didn't expect Wen Ze to agree to let him sleep on the bed.

Isn't that just two people sleeping together?

Soon she slapped herself in the face again.

What the hell, the villain is only three years old and almost four years old, and you are still happy at this age.

The brain is flooded.

Bai Sang lay on the edge of the bed without distraction.

"If Your Highness is afraid, you can hold my arm." She suggested.

"No, you don't." Wen Ze rolled over, his back to her.

(End of chapter)