The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Since the little emperor came to the throne, he has made jokes, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Besides, with the Queen Mother and Prime Minister Song taking care of everything, nothing can go wrong, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Xiao Yan's only worry is that his head grows slowly, he grows a little bit every year, not at all suave and graceful, and in winter, when he wears a big coat, his face is chubby and has some baby fat, which is far away. It looks like a ball, as if it can roll up after a few steps.

Xiao Yan is worried, with this look, when will he be able to stand side by side with the handsome Prime Minister Song, gallop his horse and see all the great worlds.

Thinking of hunting last year, the little emperor finally got his wish to ride the same horse as Song Cheng. Xiao Yan was about to get on the horse when the wind was blowing under his feet. Pinching his creaking nest, he lifted him up like a yellow-haired child.

The chief eunuch next to him was worried: "Your Majesty, you have to sit still and don't roll off."

Xiao Yan blushed with anger: "You are the only one who talks too much!"

Everyone else fell off their horses and fell off their horses, so why should he roll like a majestic emperor? !

Is it because of his short legs? !

It couldn't be more embarrassing.

Anyway, every day, every year, when other people's little princes, guards, and eunuchs grow into loofahs, Xiao Yan is still a little potato.

Apart from Prime Minister Song and his height, there was probably nothing that could make the little emperor worry about all the time, so Xiao Yan grew up to the age of 13 in such a heartless way, and finally a big event happened.

This morning Song Jing went to the palace as usual to ask Xiao Yan to get up to go to bed. Before entering the palace, he saw all the eunuchs and maids serving the little emperor waiting outside. When the chief eunuch saw Song Jing, it was like seeing a savior. He rushed over: "Prime Minister Song, you are here!"

Song Jing asked: "What's going on?"

"Old slave, I don't know too much, please go in and have a look." The head eunuch was waiting outside, but the little emperor woke up by himself, seeing that the sun didn't come out from the west today, he was about to He went in to serve, but as soon as half of his foot stepped into the inner room, Xiao Yan kicked him out and refused to let him report to the empress dowager.

Song Jing frowned upon hearing this, and knocked on the door.

Xiao Yan muffled impatiently: "Didn't you say that no one will be allowed to enter?!"

The chief eunuch stretched his neck and shouted, "Your Majesty, it's Prime Minister Song coming!"

Suddenly there was no sound inside, Song Jing took it as his acquiescence, opened the door and entered the bedroom.

Xiao Yan was sitting disheveled on the bed staring at his crotch in a daze, and wanted to get angry to boost the king's prestige, but when he heard that the handsome Prime Minister Song had arrived, he immediately blushed, and quickly lifted the quilt to his head Once covered, the nest became a ball, revealing the white and tender calves.

Song Jing thought it was the little emperor's new way of lying on the bed at first, and glanced at Xiao Yan's short legs exposed outside. There were only some tiny fluff, which was no different from that of a child, but the mattress between the legs was wet.

Song Jing couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, after recollecting it, he realized that his little emperor had grown up unknowingly.

Xiao Yan was covered with a not-thin quilt and felt bored and flustered. Besides, the smell in the quilt was not very good. There was a faint smell of mutton, so he couldn't stay still. Opened his mouth, probably because he thought he was too embarrassing, Xiao Yan was extremely annoyed, so he could only twist irritably, and continued to bear it.

Seeing the big dumpling on the bed move again and again, Song Jing smiled and said, "Your Majesty, if you don't get up again, you will miss the time to go to court."

Xiao Yan finally stuck out his messy head from the big group, but he didn't dare to look at Song Jing, and replied in a low voice: "If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake."

What time is it, and it's still going to court.

He may be the first emperor in the history of the Great Xiao Kingdom who wet the bed at the age of 13. This alone is enough to leave a bad reputation for thousands of years.

Song Jing looked at his cloudy little head, and asked very caringly: "If the emperor has any difficulties, why don't you tell me?"

Xiao Yan felt very frustrated, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and lifted the quilt, revealing two bare legs, not even wearing pants, Xiao Yan woke up in the morning and found that the pants were wet, so he took them off Yes, the half-hard but not soft dragon root in the middle of the fleshy and soft thighs is carelessly tilted up, because the relationship that has just begun to develop looks pink, tender and cute, and now it is watched by Prime Minister Song who thinks about it day and night With this, it is particularly upbeat to support the sky.

Without the cover of the quilt, Xiao Yan put his legs together shyly, and hesitantly said, "I, I feel uncomfortable..."

Song Jing's eyes darkened, and he took two steps forward slowly, "I am willing to relieve the emperor's worries, but what does the emperor think?"

Xiao Yan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Song Jing's hoarse and deep voice suddenly, as if he was being bewitched, the picture of blushing and heartbeat in his dream last night couldn't help appearing in his mind, Xiao Yan suddenly felt that his lower body began to ache again, She was so helpless that she almost cried, "Song Aiqing, hurry up, come and help me relieve my worries."

Song Jing smiled when he heard the words, and slowly approached, pressed against Xiao Yan's burning ear, and replied in a low voice: "I obey your orders."

Immediately afterwards, the hand slipped forcefully between his tightly closed legs.

"Ah!" Xiao Yan couldn't help shouting, pursed his lips as if shy and stopped making a sound, leaned his head on Song Jing's shoulder, buried his face in Song Jing's neck, the tingling pleasure followed Song Jing Jing's caresses came up to his head wave after wave, as if to overwhelm him, Xiao Yan panted, let out a few low moans from his lips, tremblingly stretched out his hands to grab the embroidered bed, two white and tender legs He pushed the quilt down involuntarily, but curled up his chubby toes comfortably.

Song Jing took the little emperor's posture into his eyes, slowed down the up and down movements of his hands, and asked casually: "I wonder who the emperor dreamed of last night?"

Xiao Yan straightened his back impatiently, his chubby cheeks flushed, "It's... Song, Song Aiqing... Ugh!"

Immediately, the speed of Song Jing's hand was a little faster, Xiao Yan's whole body tensed up, he raised his hand and grabbed Song Jing's arm helplessly, his mind went blank... and he was released just like that.

The mattress that suffered last night was wet again.

Xiao Yan's whole body was weak and softened, and he fell back on the bed.

Song Jing got up and wiped off the things on his hands, helped him to sit up, and said in a nonchalant manner: "It's pretty fast."

Xiao Yan didn't understand what it meant for a while, but subconsciously felt that it was quite annoying.

As a result, today's morning court was delayed by half an hour than before.

Song Jing opened the bead curtain for Xiao Yan as usual, adjusted his clothes, and told him as if nothing had happened: "Go up to court."

But Xiao Yan somehow heard something different from the short four words, but he couldn't tell what was different exactly.

Anyway, he blushed again for nothing.

When he was in court, the ministers had been arguing for too long, and Xiao Yan was dizzy as he sat listening. He felt that the pearl crown was so heavy and his butt hurt, so he cleared his throat and said solemnly: "I am a little sleepy, I will discuss it later."

The chief eunuch shouted as usual: "The emperor has a decree. If there is something to do, he will play, and if there is nothing to do, he will leave the court."

Xiao Yan silently recited in his heart, "The country is prosperous and the people are peaceful, there is no basis for it, the weather is good, there is no basis for it, everything is going well, there is no basis for it", and he is eager to retreat to the court.

On the contrary, Prime Minister Zuo felt that the timing was just right, and cast a meaningful glance at Prime Minister Song on the right, and said, "Your Majesty, I have something else to play, but I don't know if I should talk about it or not?"

Xiao Yan waved his hand: "Then don't talk about it."

Left phase: "..."

The emperor must have been bewitched by Prime Minister Song!

This treacherous minister would have the audacity to refuse his daughter's request for an inscription!

After waiting for the court, the little emperor immediately jumped down from the hard chair while supporting the deputy of the dragon chair with a smile on his face. The chief eunuch next to him immediately coughed a few times. Xiao Yan rolled his big eyes in his heart and restrained his smile. Putting on a majestic and domineering posture, he dragged Prime Minister Song into the bedroom with a fierce face, and drove all the maids and eunuchs out: "No one is allowed to enter without my permission!"

The dragon couch was neatly paved, Xiao Yan's face couldn't stop getting hot when he thought that those indescribable traces were all seen by the court ladies and eunuchs.

Song Jing looked at him with ease: "I don't know what else the emperor wants to do?"

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, and then took off the dragon robe that was in the way, stripped off the trousers and left the cool trousers, the bead curtain on the top of his head was rattled by his series of actions, "Song Aiqing , when you relieved my worries just now... because of some unspeakable secrets, I didn't quite understand, how about you demonstrate it again, and I promise to thoroughly understand it this time."

Xiao Yan said this with confidence and without stuttering at all, after all, he also said the same thing when he pestered Prime Minister Song to solve problems and wanted to listen to Prime Minister Song's nice voice a few more times.

Song Jing: "..."

Then, the "reason" in this, even if the little emperor quickly grew up from a round, chubby little potato to a small sapling, he still didn't seem to understand it.

Probably as smart as Prime Minister Song, he never imagined at that time that one stroke would last two lives.