Charm of a Thousand Moons

When Qian Yueshen came to his senses, the little guy's pee-filled style softened again.

Stretch out your hand and touch it, it's soft, tender, pink, and you can still vaguely see the red blood and veins. It's not that Qian Yueshen has never played with teenagers, but such a delicate and beautiful little thing is Seeing it for the first time.

Seeing the emperor's actions, everyone's brains stopped responding, and what the always moody emperor wanted to do in the next moment was beyond their expectation.

And the only thing they can do is to keep wiping the sweat left on their foreheads.

Nuo Jie bravely walked over.

"Your Majesty." The neutral voice lacked the enthusiasm of the past, and called out cautiously in a low voice.

"Huh?" Qian Yueshen was still looking at his little things intently, and couldn't help touching his things from top to bottom, front to back with those flawless hands.

The baby's skin is so perfect that no fragrance or rain can match it.

"That... that little prince is still young... Your Majesty... that... I'm afraid... it's not suitable." Nuojie finally expressed what he wanted to say clearly.

Qian Yueshen raised his brows, and turned his cold eyes to Nuo Jie: "What do you think I'm going to do?"

With a "plop", Nuojie's legs softened and he fell to his knees, "Damn the servant, damn the slave." Nuojie kept wiping his sweat while shouting "Damn it." How could he make such a stupid mistake.

He actually went to guess Jun Xin, and, moreover, said it out.He actually told what His Majesty wanted to dream about the little prince.

"What did you call him just now?" Qian Yueshen's voice was still cold, but her movements were still gentle as she hugged the little thing into her arms, fearing that the night air would freeze him.

"Little...little prince." Nuo Jie didn't think there was anything wrong, and of course he was a little prince if he had a little jj.

Wait...Little jj...it's over...he saw something he shouldn't have seen...

Then with a "boom", the greatest steward in the history of the Roman Empire fainted from fright.

"Get up." Qian Yueshen looked at Nuojie who was pretending to be unconscious, and lifted his foot to kick him.

Nuo Jie's eyelids twitched, he was already in a coma, how could he get up, continue, continue to be in a coma.

"The crime of deceiving the emperor is to be slaughtered according to the law. Do you think it is better for me to slaughter horizontally or vertically." Although Qian Yueshen's tone was extremely flat, the doctors, maids, and eunuchs around him couldn't help but say goodbye. Once trembled up.

Either way, he is dead, and he is determined not to wake up.Nuo Jie thought firmly in his heart, based on his 108 experiences, His Majesty will definitely give up in the end.

Qian Yueshen raised her eyebrows, this time she can really pretend, but...

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Qian Yueshen's mouth, and his deep voice was not about to let someone who passed out on the ground go: "It is said that you have collected a lot of expensive wigs in your room..."

"Damn the servant." Before Qian Yueshen could finish speaking, Nuo Jie woke up immediately after moving his body, and kowtowed to Qian Yueshen. Due to his agitated movements, the wig on his head fell off, and he became bald all of a sudden. His head was shining with gold.

"That's enough, I'm not messing around with you now. Be smarter and go bring hot water back to the Golden Dragon Palace. I'll give the little thing a good wipe." Qian Yueshen turned and left while holding the little thing in her arms. .

"Your Majesty." Nuo Jie's voice finally returned to normal.

Qian Yueshen's footsteps stopped.

"The concubine Jin?" Nuojie ran behind Qian Yueshen with small steps.

"Dead?" Qian Yueshen replied mercilessly.

"Not yet." Nuojie looked at the doctors behind him and saw them shaking their heads.

"That's it." Just when Qian Yueshen was about to leave, Nuojie's voice came out again: "That...that..."

"What?" There was already impatience in the faintly hidden voice, and finally Nuo Jie didn't speak out what was in his heart in order to save his life.

Seeing the figure of the emperor walking away, Nuojie could only ask the sky in silence.

He wanted to say: Your Majesty, if you go out with the naked little prince in your arms, you don't feel cold, and the little prince will too.