General, the little emperor ran away [System]

The teacup fell on the table with a bang, and He Ning stood up in a panic and hurriedly rescued the memorial. Fortunately, there was not much water left in the teacup, but the bottom book was wet: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I... "

The emperor stood up, there was no reason for the prime minister to sit. He straightened the teacup first, took a rag from one side and wiped the water stains casually, then took the memorial in the little emperor's hand, and sighed faintly: "Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, don't say you are right, even if you are wrong, you don't need to apologize."

He Ning stood at a loss, lowered his head and wrung his hands tightly, his eyes dodged and his voice was timid: "I, I really don't want to be the emperor."

He took two steps back and turned sideways slightly, his eyes showed a desperate look: "My lord, there are many capable people and strange people in my court. I have little knowledge and simple experience. It is really difficult for me to take on a big responsibility. You... Please, please let me go." Me." The last sentence was sincere, before the words fell, there were crystal tears in the eyes.

System: "..." This acting skill comes as it is said.

But knowing it's fake, why do I feel so distressed, this terrible face-controlling dog.

"Your Majesty." The Prime Minister's face was sombre, and even his voice was cold: "Please be careful in your words and deeds."

There was still a lot of complaints that I didn't have time to say, but was interrupted by the prime minister with obvious sullenness. The momentum that He Ning had finally accumulated was like a balloon suddenly poked by a needle, and it deflated with a "slip", a Ji Ling immediately silenced, pursed his lips and immediately put back his crying: "Yes, I was careless."

The system rolled its eyes, and tried not to look at the weak expression on his face: "..." The film king asked, if you are lucky enough to escape from the palace, are you interested in considering entering the entertainment industry? It is red.

Sure enough, no matter what they said, they would not believe it, and even if they believed it, they would not be at ease.

He Ning sniffed, swallowed all the bitterness into his stomach, grinned, and tried to draw a smile: "I won't do it again in the future."

"Your Majesty, my lord, it's time to eat."

The top of his head was warm, and He Ning raised his face.

In an instant, the sternness and indifference from the prime minister's face faded away, and he rubbed his head: "Your majesty, let's eat first." He put down the memorial in his hand, and walked around from behind the desk, "Your majesty, please remember that these Afterwards, don’t do it yourself, you are the Ninth Five-Year Honor, so naturally you still have to be a model of majesty today.”

He Ning Nuonuo nodded: "Yes." It was like a primary school student being taught by his master.

Seeing that he was so uncooperative, the prime minister had nothing to say, and pushed the messy memorial on the table: "The ministers will call them in to clean up." After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to have dinner in his bedroom.

"My lord." He Ning, who had kept his head down, suddenly said.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" The prime minister stopped immediately, turned around and saluted.

He Ning shrunk his neck immediately, scratched his right hand with his left hand, his lips were moving but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

The Prime Minister showed doubts and took a step forward: "Your Majesty?"

He Ning took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and raised his voice to embolden himself: "My lord, can you stay and eat with me?"

The prime minister bowed slightly to salute: "Your Majesty, this move is against the rules."

The little emperor became anxious for a moment, stepped forward and grabbed the prime minister's sleeve, and looked at him eagerly: "Why is it unreasonable, the former emperor still stayed with his ministers to eat together, why is it unreasonable for me to come here."

"Your majesty." The prime minister wanted to refuse, but seeing the little emperor's dewy eyes and anxious expression, he couldn't utter the refusal that was on the verge of his mouth, and suddenly changed the subject, "The rules are set by the emperor. The emperor insists that the minister stay, and the minister is naturally more respectful than obedient, but the humble minister's diet is light, I am afraid the emperor is not used to it."

"Really, can you really stay with me?" When He Ning was rejected for the first time, he had already given up any hope, but he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest.

Lifting his face suddenly, a pair of round cat eyes were terrifyingly bright.

"You can eat anything, and my meal is very light, I don't even eat meat." He Ning was eager to prove that he would never destroy the prime minister's menu, so his voice was two or three points louder, "Of course, prime minister If you can’t get used to the food here, I’ll order them to cook something again, just according to your taste.” He was about to run out in a panic, but was stopped by the prime minister.

"It's okay, I'll just let the little eunuchs go down to pass on the message." Seeing his expectation, and even a little shocked look, the prime minister didn't know what to say, so he smiled helplessly and dotingly, and changed the topic "Why, does the emperor not eat meat?"

The blood red seems to have returned to his eyes. He was too young at that time, and he actually doesn't remember the clearer details, but the blood red and those big wet eyes seem to disappear forever. It seems that it will not fall, and it will pop up from time to time to stimulate him.

He Ning's face turned pale in an instant, and his stomach was surging. He swallowed hard and shook his head: "Well, I don't eat, not at all." , still having nightmares at night, seeing the prime minister opening his mouth to ask again, He Ning rarely stopped him, "It's okay, I have a bad stomach, I'm not used to eating, I didn't eat much when I was young."

The prime minister nodded, which ended the topic, and let He Ning breathe a sigh of relief, not needing to make excuses for his cowardice.

Because of his sudden invitation, today's dinner was delayed by more than half an hour. Even the meals that were originally prepared for him were thrown out because they were too cold and remade. When the meals were actually put on the table, It was completely dark outside, and even a faint moon could be seen faintly in the sky.

It was a novelty for He Ning to eat with one more person beside him. He didn't know where to poke with the chopsticks, and secretly looked at the prime minister cautiously while biting the tip of the chopsticks.

He didn't eat, and the prime minister didn't dare to move his chopsticks: "Is it because the food doesn't suit the emperor's appetite?"

"No, no." He Ning shook his head again and again, took the chopsticks and handed them to the Prime Minister graciously, "My lord, you are welcome, eat quickly, eat quickly, and leave me alone."

He stared at the chopsticks in the prime minister's hand with burning eyes, as if he would not move his chopsticks if the other party didn't eat. If this continued, the meal might not look good until midnight.

The prime minister first took a piece of yellow egg and put it in He Ning's bowl, and then put another piece in his mouth: "Your Majesty, the fried egg is quite good, tasty and not greasy, try it. "

He Ning was slightly stunned, looked at the eggs in the bowl and then at the prime minister who was looking at him with concern, his eyes turned red, and immediately buried his face into the bowl, took a deep breath and said in a choked voice, "Thank you, prime minister." No one has ever cared so much about himself, and He Ning seemed to be in a higher mood than before, even eating ordinary eggs with relish.

Beauty eats beautifully. The cold silver tableware is held in the slender and fair hands of the Prime Minister. Bi Hening looks more elegant than He Ning. His features are delicate and picturesque. It is simply a great beauty.He Ning was fascinated by it, and when the other party took a bite of food, he also stupidly picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth likewise.

The prime minister seemed to be in poor health, and he didn't eat much, so he stopped his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with only half a bowl of rice.

He Ning immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks, and asked nervously, "My lord, are you full?"

He glanced at the tofu soup in the middle of the table. The soup was salty and light, refreshing and delicious, but the prime minister Dihu didn't taste it from the beginning to the end. He thought very little, but felt that it was not suitable, and wanted to speak And stop.

The first emperor was decisive in killing and attacking, but he did not expect that the little emperor who remained was limp and even cowardly. It is true that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, each with their own differences. Although there is only one of them, they are all so unlike the first emperor.

The prime minister frowned, staring at him intently, as if waiting for him to speak actively,

He Ning was dazzled by his slightly raised peach blossom eyes, and he pursed his lips and mustered up his courage to say, "My lord, that, that soup is delicious, don't you want to try it?"

"Really?" The prime minister picked up an empty bowl and stood up, "Since it is a gift from the emperor, then I should taste it."

He Ning shook his head again and again, and hastily denied: "No, no, it's not a reward." A bowl of soup is only used to reward the prime minister, and if it is spread, it will not make people laugh. Ruin royal dignity.

The smile in the prime minister's eyes deepened, and he served him a bowl first: "Your Majesty, drink it while it's hot." Originally, he only planned to take a sip of the soup, but seeing the little emperor's expectant eyes, he smiled and poured the soup into the bowl. He drank the soup completely, and even ate a few pieces of white and tender tofu, which was as soft as the little emperor.

Fresh and tender, refreshing and catchy, there is also an elegant fragrance that stimulates the taste buds, it is really delicious.

The prime minister pursed his lips and nodded: "Well, it's really delicious."

He Ning finally felt relieved, the corners of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, and he began to snort and drink the soup contentedly.

After eating and drinking enough, when the meal was coming to an end, the prime minister suddenly stood up.

He Ning put down the bowl, followed his gaze to look outside: "What's wrong?"

The prime minister was stunned, and instantly realized that there was a little emperor beside him who was extremely easy to ignore: "It's nothing, it just seems that someone is coming."

He Ning wiped the corner of his mouth: "No way, it's all over, is there anyone else entering the palace?"

Prime Minister: "At this point, of course he can only be a general."

He Ning's feet softened, before he could stand up, he fell back again: "You, who are you talking about?"

"General Lin, I don't know what's going on so late." The prime minister stood up and straightened his slightly messy skirt.

Sure enough, the eunuch soon came in and informed the general to see him.

The system immediately started bluffing: "This is a good opportunity, hurry up, hurry up, get acquainted with the general first, acquaintances are easy to handle."

He Ning immediately stood still: "Since the prime minister still has something to do, I'll go to rest first."

system:"……"

Before the prime minister could reply, the eunuch cautiously said again: "Your majesty, general, it is you who I want to see."

He Ning: "!" His feet went limp and he lay down on the soft couch at one side, he raised his face tremblingly, "What, what, you want to see me, why do you want to see me, I..."

Seeing that he was flustered and almost crying, the system hurriedly comforted him: "Don't cry, what are you afraid of?"

How can He Ning hear what it said, his mind is full of General Lin wanting to see him, will General Lin finally be able to bear it, is today the day when he dies?

System: "..." Can you calm down, is there such an open and aboveboard assassination of the current emperor?

He Ning sniffed, and looked at the prime minister as if asking for help: "My lord, I'm not feeling well. If General Lin has anything to do, please ask your lord..." Please forgive me, I don't want to die yet.