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For three consecutive days, the court did not mention anything about Chengchi, and the emperor did not mention that he would give Chengchi a title, but there was always a thorn lying sideways, unable to get up or down.

This morning, all the officials were absent, and finally, the prime minister stood up.

Baiguan thought that someone would finally mention this matter, if he didn't mention it, maybe Chengchi used a sorcery to confuse the emperor that day, and it would be too late.

Everyone was looking forward to it, but they didn't expect that the prime minister didn't meet their expectations, and he was talking about another big event.

Worship ancestors.

Prime Minister: "The minister just met a master who got it, and in a few days it will be the day of worshiping the ancestors. I dare to recommend it."

The emperor hadn't opened his mouth until now, but when he mentioned this question, he finally sat up straight.

"Do you know how to be a mage?"

"Yes, it is a Taoist named Taoist Xuanci that Li Shangshu once hired. It is said that he is quite famous."

Li Shangshu bit his bullet and took a step forward: "Yes, Your Majesty, what I did at home a few days ago is effective."

The emperor's eyes hammered down, as if sweeping between the two of them, the two of them tensed up, for a moment, "Yes."

The prime minister breathed a sigh of relief and was ecstatic in his heart.

After retreating from the imperial court, all the officials squeezed out of the main hall like a tide, and the prime minister smiled, "I want to see how long the peacock spirit can cause harm!?"

"Master Xiang is good at planning, and he can achieve his goal without offending His Majesty."

"Then Cheng Chi is really a peacock spirit?"

"Your Majesty sees the truth."

Li Shangshu walked on the side, not daring to say anything, lowering his head to agree repeatedly, but his heart was up and down, swaying violently: What should I do, do you want to say it?

Is it inappropriate to say now?

With so many people, where does the prime minister save his face?

Forget it... Begging for a child is also a success, Baiguan is not anxious to let the harem empress have a baby quickly, anyway, men can't give birth...

Hiss, what if it is really too effective and really begs His Majesty for a favor?

Wait, isn't that His Majesty wants to...

Li Shangshu's face was as pale as paper.

Who gave birth, did His Majesty give birth?

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Cheng Xiaochi's more than a dozen sets of cards have already been sent out, and some of them have been given away as favors, and those with lower official titles have made reservations through the Food and Fashion Bureau.

Although the Bureau of Food and Fashion originally had a high status in the palace, it was no better than the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Now because of the card issue, it has faintly surpassed the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The two families have been competing for favor in front of the emperor for so long, and the emperor has always shown a balance, but because of some cards, the winners and losers were separated.

In a few days, it will be ancestor worship. Cheng Xiaochi's identity makes him very embarrassed. According to the rules, he has no title in the harem, and he went to participate in the ancestor worship before his status was insufficient, but the emperor gave him a small hall, and he was also "independent" Pet" him alone.

This made him a little dazed. Gao Zhao was so busy these days that his feet never touched the ground, and it was difficult to see him, so he was too embarrassed to bother him.

Xiao Zuo poured a little bit of warm water in, and Cheng Xiaochi, wearing only an unlined garment, lay on his side and thought about life.

Although his skin is cold and white, he has a little bit of fresh blood, like a piece of warm jade, his eyes are not slender, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and a circle of thick ink-like eyelashes surrounds his eyes The upper and lower eyelids are smudged like a brush dipped in ink.

On weekdays, the color of his lips is light, like the light orange clouds in the sunset. When he thinks about things, he will open slightly, revealing a little bit of white teeth.

Influenced by the candlelight, it is not elegant at all, more like a banished immortal who came out of ink painting without knowing the world.

Little Beak actually felt that he was fascinated.

Cheng Chi fell asleep after thinking about it, Xiao Zuo sighed, and covered him with a thin quilt.

Waking up early in the morning, with a thin blanket on his body, Cheng Xiaochi stretched his waist, "Little Beak, why don't you call me."

"The widow is calling, can you wake up?"

Cheng Chi was sluggish for a moment, then turned his head, and saw the dog emperor in white.

The emperor did not wear a bright yellow dragon robe, but a different style from the past, wearing a plain white coat, with black hair scattered behind him like ink.

The sunlight came in from outside and cast it on his side face. The lines of the face and the light blended together, like an illusion of light and shadow. The circle of light and the eyes merged together. Cheng Xiaochi was stupefied for a moment when he was already sleepy.

"emperor……"

Then Cheng Xiaochi woke up completely, and almost rolled off the bed. The emperor wrapped his arms around him and pulled him down.

"What to do, frizzy."

The voice was low and deep, as if it was directly imprinted in the brain, surrounding the left and right channels, making Cheng Xiaochi feel numb all over.

With his eyes wide open, Cheng Xiaochi faced the emperor's face, feeling that he was still dreaming.

But the next moment, his physique buff reminded him that he was not dreaming.

Cheng Xiaochi quickly turned over, came out of the emperor's arms, followed by making a salute, but was stopped by the emperor.

"Don't be too polite."

"I don't know when His Majesty came, why didn't you wake up the grass people?"

The emperor lowered his eyes, his eyes resting on the thick eyelashes.Sleepy teardrops still hung on the young man's eyelashes.

"called."

Cheng Xiaochi was in a daze, and Xiao Zuo explained softly at the side: "Your Majesty came over the next morning and called you, but you... didn't wake up."

He also opened the emperor's arm with his hand, almost giving him a slap in the face.

Cheng Xiaochi stood in embarrassment, not knowing what to do to relieve the embarrassment, the emperor suddenly spoke and ordered: "Collapse."

Cheng Xiaochi was shocked, subconsciously followed his instructions, and Xiaozhu immediately bowed his head and retreated sensiblely.

Cheng Xiaochi suddenly realized something and became nervous—don't let Erkang take over!

"What are you doing..."

The emperor lowered his head, a pair of toes that were as white as jade leaked out of the long nightgown, he stretched out his hand to hold it, and Cheng Xiaochi's insteps tensed tightly, what, what is he going to do...

The slender one snaked directly along the instep of the foot, stopped at the ankle, but did not go up, he could wrap around the ankle with one hand, and he put the ankle back on the flop.

The emperor raised his head, "The ground is cold, even in summer, one should not touch the ground barefoot."

"Oh ah?

The young man was dumbfounded, what did the emperor do, what did he do to be so gentle?

"The widow wants to read books on the couch."

Cheng Xiaochi: "Oh..."

The emperor is like Liu Xiahui, who is ascetic and ascetic, holding a book, leaning against the edge and starting to read.

Cheng Xiaochi's instep seemed to be on fire, and now he could only wait for him to put it out.

Obviously, when they met in the rockery, they were as fierce as a murderer, but now they seem to be a different person.

Wouldn't the emperor also be pierced by the soul?

Cheng Xiaochi shook his head, it's impossible, he can't be so indifferent after the soul wears on, he should act like himself, and stay in a daze for a few days.

Cheng Xiaochi sat on the side and didn't dare to do anything, he started to stir his fingers. Suddenly, the emperor asked a question, and Cheng Xiaochi straightened his back that had just been bent in shock.

"The folk prescription you gave last time, I asked the imperial doctor to see it, and they said that there was no such herbal medicine."

Cheng Xiaochi's heart tightened immediately: "What, what?"

The emperor didn't take his eyes off the book, "A few small leaves."

Cheng Xiaochi recalled it, and he murmured: "It's the leaves of some weeds. It's a folk remedy. The imperial physician in the palace doesn't know it, but it's very correct..."

The emperor looked away from the book, raised his head, and smiled at Cheng Xiaochi.

It didn't matter that he laughed, he lost Cheng Xiaochi's last word.

That smile is like a bluestone sinking into the river, and it can't float up no matter what.

The emperor sat up straight, Cheng Xiaochi shuddered a little, thinking that this would not be a show of power, right?Obviously so many points have passed, he thought he had fooled it.

The emperor said: "Actually, I have some plans, and I want to talk to you."

Cheng Xiaochi nodded as if the back of his neck was lifted, "Say it."

"Up and down, you probably know the situation."

Cheng Xiaochi shook his head, wondering if he dared to say it.

The emperor stood up, he was tall, and Cheng Xiaochi was not short, but he was dwarfed by the other, as if he was being overwhelmed by the opponent.

Cheng Xiaochi couldn't help but turn his eyes away from the muscular body wrapped under the white robe.

The emperor glanced at Cheng Xiaochi, and said, "The widow will not pursue the matter of Xiao Yezi."

Cheng Xiaochi nodded repeatedly.

Then there was a long period of silence, the air seemed to be a lot slower, the ice cubes stacked under the bed exuded a cool air, causing Xiaochi's back to feel a little chilled.

Suddenly, the voice was a bit abrupt, "Chengchi, do you like widows?"

what……?

Cheng Xiaochi was absent-minded for a moment, and he was in a daze at the moment, he didn't understand what the emperor was saying at all?

Cheng Xiaochi's sense of the emperor has just been brought back from fear, not even "not afraid", how can he like it.

Seeing that Xiaochi avoided answering, the emperor said: "I know."

What do you know?

Cheng Xiaochi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, he said too much and made mistakes, then closed his mouth again, bowed his head and did not speak.It seems to be listening to the teaching seriously.

"But the widow likes you very much."

"Ah?" Cheng Xiaochi really came out this time, the emperor stared at him with a pair of dark eyes, when Cheng Xiaochi raised his head, he met his gaze.

After Cheng Xiaochi said "ah", he felt that his behavior was inappropriate. The big boss in the palace was in front of him. This kind of attitude was really not polite enough. Thinking of this, he lowered his head again.

"Come over here."

Cheng Xiaochi was startled, moved a little bit, and slowly moved to the side of the emperor, he was behind the emperor, the emperor turned his head sideways, and said again: "Come closer."

Cheng Xiaochi's heart began to tingle, he was afraid of bumping into the emperor, so he tried his best to keep a little distance.

It's just that when the emperor stretched out his hand, put his palms around the back of his head, and gently pressed his head over, the distance shortened to almost zero.

The dog emperor's voice has always been a little low, like a subwoofer, and when he listens to it wirelessly close to the pinna, it's like listening to a male radio host with headphones on.

Cheng Xiaochi suddenly realized that his whole face seemed to be frozen.

The man let go of the young man's head slightly, and the smooth strands of hair passed through his fingers and slowly moved to the back of his neck. Goosebumps immediately appeared on Cheng Xiaochi's neck, and his body trembled slightly.

The inexplicable heat on Cheng Xiaochi's body stagnated for a moment because he heard the other person's words, and then broke out again because of the cold touch on the back of his neck.

Cheng Xiaochi swallowed his saliva, forcibly suppressed it, and used his shame to fight against it, but he inevitably felt an indescribable feeling.

The emperor lowered his eyes and saw that those toes had curled up.

"Your Majesty, the grass people don't understand."

The emperor looked over again, with a smile on his lips, "I don't understand, or I don't want to live."

The emperor just said in Cheng Xiaochi's ear, I know you heard what those palace people said, there are two ways for you to choose, one is to die suddenly on the spot, and the other is to board another ship.

Here, Cheng Xiaochi almost regarded the boat as a bed, and was stunned for ten seconds before he realized that it should be the boat of a thief boat.

———You don’t want to have a big tongue.

only……

Sure enough, sure enough, he still didn't hide it, the emperor must have been in the rockery at that time, he saw that he heard the palace people talking about him.

So, the emperor's performance really confirmed those rumors?

Before adulthood, the emperor did not like sweets, before adulthood, the emperor was not allergic to seafood...

Why now?

Cheng Xiaochi gasped in the eyes of the emperor, he poured a cup of tea, and held the wall of the cup with his slender fingers: "The widow really likes you, so I don't want to torture you, but I want to hear what you think .”

The teacup fell with a "click", as if a hammer had fallen.

The author has something to say:

Cheng Xiaochi woke up after boarding the thief's "boat". This dog emperor can't speak Mandarin well.

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