Your Majesty, please think twice [Transmigration Book]

Song Changxi left.

The weather was fine on the day we left, Lou Zhao was very unhappy.

On the night before they left, they were torn apart by Feng Louzhao's physical tears and tried to clamp them together, to satisfy the man who was crazy about him.

Lou Zhao didn't want Song Changxi to say the words 'wait for him to come back', as if there was always a faint flag.

Most of the people who say 'wait for me to come back' won't come back or won't come back.

Lou Zhao yelled and wiped away his tears, seeing too many tricks and tricks, and his brain was in trouble.

Song Changxi described Lou Zhao's face over and over again after Lou Zhao fell asleep, just like what he did in those nights before.

He didn't know why he liked this soul living in this shell so much.

It's just a kind of faint traction, he is excellent, sometimes Song Changxi even feels bored because of this excellence.

He doesn't need to know how many excellent people are by her side, he doesn't need that person to be bold, strong, and ruthless.

He wanted someone who was obedient and peaceful, but definitely not an idiot who didn't know anything, so it was a coincidence that he met him like this.

Everything after that seemed to be a matter of course and a matter of course.

"I like you."

Song Changxi's voice melted into the dark night, and no one heard it except himself.

Even if the villain is gone, the things that should be done should continue to be done. We are all adults, and there is no need to die, let alone men, so there is no need to cry and cry.

Lou Zhao wrote memorials as usual, ate, slept, and thought about Song Changxi.

Yu Ran's replacement, Anwei No. 170 No. [-], kept vigil tremblingly every night, because Lou Zhao had confessed everything to Song Changxi before, and Song Changxi knew that Lou Zhao knew all his identities, so he no longer concealed them.

The character Yu Ran still needs to exist, otherwise he can't stop other people's mouths, but the dark guard is absolutely not allowed to sleep on the dragon bed.

Without Song Changxi's instructions, No. 170 of the dark guard [-] knew what to do, and climbed on the bed of the mistress without heart or courage.

When Lou Zhao was approving the memorial, he was thinking about what it would be like when they met back then.

At that time, the villain should have already taken the throne, and it is not convenient for him to go to congratulate him in person, and it will always be a long, long time before the reunion.

But that's fair and honest, and you can still see them secretly, but it's inconvenient, too inconvenient.

When Lou Zhao went to court early, he saw Nan Yan looking at him four times with hesitant eyes.

Lou Zhao looked at him, and Nan Yan looked at him again with that indescribable look.

Lou Zhao's eyesight is not very good, he can't see anything, it can only be generalized as complex.

During the next court, Lou Zhao called Nan Yan to the imperial study.

"What happened?"

"Haven't your Majesty heard? It has something to do with your family attack..."

Nan Yan hesitated to speak but stopped, as if constipated.

"What's the matter? Does he want to accept a concubine when he becomes the emperor?"

"Your Majesty knows?"

Nan Yan was shocked.

Lou Zhao waved Nan Yan back, knowing what the hell, he knew, he was just guessing, after all, it was a routine.

It's all routine, what a big pot of blood.

"Come here, send me a congratulatory gift to the new emperor of the Song Kingdom. After all, the new emperor has been a guest of the Zhenlou Kingdom for many years, so I will attach a small gift."

Half a month later, Lou Guo's envoys sent congratulatory gifts, and in private, gave small gifts.

In the dead of night, Song Changxi couldn't wait to open the little gift Lou Zhao gave him.

It was an exquisite wooden box, inside which was placed a piece of jade, and underneath was a piece of paper with three characters written neatly in black and white.

Not as good as you.

Song Changxi's breathing stagnated, and he curled his lips helplessly, this goblin.