I can't, I can't

It's not sad, so what else could it be?

Kang Jiangxue was thinking about it, Sheng Lingyu got up while she was free, found the little emperor's robes by familiar ways, and prepared the things that the little emperor would use, then arranged her clothes and tied her hair before the case.

"It's still early, Your Majesty can get up slowly."

Hearing the meaning of Sheng Lingyu's words, the little emperor needn't be in a hurry, but he was about to leave. Kang Jiangxue came back to his senses and asked, "Are you going out of the palace?"

Sheng Lingyu replied: "There are still many things to be dealt with outside the palace. It is better for the minister to go to the government office as soon as possible to clear up the number of people. At the end of the year, it is easy to return home, and the common people are also prone to resentment. There must be someone to stabilize the situation." People's hearts, guard with your heart."

Kang Jiangxue knew that this was what she should do, but it was inevitable that she would feel reluctant to part with her. Hearing Sheng Lingyu then explain her detailed arrangements, she also responded like a bean: "Go, there is nothing here. It's just a matter of visiting the queen mother according to the rules, and nothing else."

There was no need to inform Sheng Lingyu of the little emperor's itinerary, and Sheng Lingyu herself could control the little emperor's whereabouts at any time without the little emperor's notification.

But when these words came out of the little emperor's mouth, there was always a sense of bringing the two of them closer - because you told me, so I will tell you too.

It seemed that when there were only the two of them, Sheng Lingyu and Kang Jiangxue were equal.

Sheng Lingyu hooked the corners of her lips and said nothing, but Kang Jiangxue didn't think too much about it, thinking of Ji Lulu, that bitch in the Empress Dowager's palace.

The little emperor was vigilant and said, "By the way, what did Ji Linxiu mean when he sent the list last time? Do you want to do anything for him?"

After two days, it was time to bring up the old story again: the little emperor had already guessed Ji Linxiu's core list of scouts for Sheng Lingyu, but Kang Jiangxue still had no answer for what Sheng Lingyu would do for Ji Linxiu.

Sheng Lingyu didn't hide anything, and replied: "Your Majesty, it shouldn't be difficult to imagine that the most direct purpose of this man's tossing around in the palace is to return to the country and become the emperor."

This is not bad, Ji Linxiu's life goal is indeed to be the emperor, and doing so many things in the Ding Dynasty is actually laying the foundation and saving the country at the same time.

Thinking about it this way, if Sheng Lingyu promised Ji Linxiu to help him return to China to take over the position, no wonder Ji Linxiu would be willing to submit to others and reach a cooperation agreement with Sheng Lingyu.

"But the two countries are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, how can we help him? If his request is really implemented, it may be outrageous."

Sheng Lingyu looked at the frown of the little emperor when he was thinking, and shook his head with a chuckle: "It's not as complicated as His Majesty thought."

Kang Jiangxue's eyes were round and round, and it was obvious that she wanted to investigate to the end. Sheng Lingyu had nothing to do with him, and explained: "This man can't be the emperor because he has more than one son in his family. Just a few days later, his two sons A brother who is capable of competing for the throne is going to be a guest in His Majesty's imperial city."

Kang Jiangxue suddenly came to her senses: "Ji Linxiu wants to borrow a knife to kill people? Let her family come and go?"

Sheng Lingyu replied, "Exactly."

Murdering a brother is as righteous as drinking water and eating, it is Ji Linxiu's style of painting... yes.

Kang Jiangxue couldn't help asking: "But if these two princes die in the imperial city, won't the two countries have an affair and we will also be implicated?"

Sheng Lingyu said: "It's possible that it can't be handled well."

The meaning of these words is clearly saying that as long as it is handled well, it will be all right to make people die justifiably and logically.

Kang Jiangxue was silent, and she could clearly see Sheng Lingyu's determination and determination from Sheng Lingyu's gentle appearance.

Sheng Lingyu wasn't worried or cared at all, as if the little emperor hadn't asked about it, in Sheng Lingyu's opinion, it wasn't worth mentioning.

Kang Jiangxue lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Then that list?"

Sheng Lingyu replied: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, it will be useful."

With Sheng Lingyu in control of everything, the little emperor had no room to worry. He nodded his head twice, feeling a little depressed for some reason.

I don't know when Sheng Lingyu became so familiar with putting other people's lives in his plans.

It's because he's not as good as Sheng Lingyu, that's why Sheng Lingyu does so much by himself.

Sheng Lingyu's hair has been tied up, and she can leave at any time, the little emperor stopped his thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Wait, here is something for you."

Kang Jiangxue groped under the pillow for a while, and took out something quite solemnly. It was an annual gift he had prepared for Sheng Lingyu.

Things can be put under the pillow, and you know it's not some curio jewelry.

Kang Jiangxue pretended not to care too much, and handed out the short weapon that was shorter than a long sword, longer than a dagger, and the length was in the middle. Kang Jiangxue didn't know what to call it.

"The Jiyue sword is almost covered in dust in the study, and you will never see it. Although you don't use the sword now, it's not good to keep it empty-handed. It's also convenient to have an object that can be used for self-defense."

This strangely long weapon was specially ordered by the little emperor for Sheng Lingyu in private.

Originally wanted to make a dagger, but he didn't expect that he didn't know anything about weapons, and the layman commanded blindly, and finally made the basic length wrong.

However, this "middle sword" is made of excellent materials, and the blade is light and sharp, which is really suitable for Sheng Lingyu who has a wound on his hand.

In order to produce this thing, the little emperor spent a lot of thought secretly, but now he handed it out, compared to whether Sheng Lingyu would be happy, he cared more about whether he would hurt Sheng Lingyu-Sheng Lingyu used to use a sword, Now that I can no longer lift the sword, it is a sad thing that cannot be healed.

Sure enough, Sheng Lingyu stared at the weapon for a while and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Kang Jiangxue waited anxiously, and asked tentatively, "...don't you like it?"

Sheng Lingyu came back to her senses, smiled and shook her head: "How can you not like what your Majesty gave you?"

But since I like it, why is there such a reaction?

The little emperor hesitated whether to ask, Sheng Lingyu had already hidden the gift in his robe, and opened his arms to embrace the little emperor.

He had long forgotten certain details, but at this moment he was suddenly hooked back to his memory.

Sheng Lingyu remembered that when he met the little emperor for the first time, he lost the Jiyue Sword. Jiyue Sword was his gentleman's companion sword, which should have been with him for the rest of his life, but he missed it when he met him for the first time.

Perhaps this is fate, since then, fate has already revealed in the dark: he cannot be a gentleman, nor is he worthy of being a gentleman.

He was doomed to be disobedient, and he was doomed to pester his emperor until he died.

Sheng Lingyu lowered her eyes to cover up the emotions in her eyes, and said warmly: "Thank you Your Majesty, I will take care of it."

It's good to thank you, but the hug is too ambiguous, Kang Jiangxue groaned and dodged.

Sheng Lingyu didn't let go, but continued to kiss the little emperor's ear, which made Kang Jiangxue's shoulders tremble, and kept on kissing.

The little emperor shrank his head and hugged his ears, and quickly panicked in a very awake state: "Don't kiss me like this."

Sheng Lingyu asked: "Why?"

Kang Jiangxue wanted to ask why more than Sheng Lingyu. He didn't dare to look into Sheng Lingyu's eyes, and said in a panic, "I just can't. I shouldn't have done this kind of thing."

Sheng Lingyu paused slightly, and then asked: "If the minister insists on doing it, what will His Majesty do?"

"Your Majesty wants to punish the crime of the humble minister?"

Punishment?How can it be?Kang Jiangxue's thoughts turned into balls of wool, and she faltered and couldn't answer.

This silence is the answer, Sheng Lingyu hooked the corners of her lips, and said with a slight smile: "Your Majesty is not willing to punish the crime, so you have to tolerate the humble minister."

After finishing speaking, Sheng Lingyu held the little emperor's face, and kissed Kang Jiangxue's wide eyes before letting go.

Leaving behind a sentence of "resignation", Sheng Lingyu blocked Kang Jiangxue's dazed gaze with her leaving back.

It wasn't until Sheng Lingyu disappeared that Kang Jiangxue lost her strength and sat down to regain her consciousness.His face flushed little by little, and his heart beat fiercely and loudly, as if it was about to jump straight out of his chest.

...?

what does that mean?

Kang Jiangxue didn't ask, but felt uncontrollably that he had come up with some answers. He tried his best to tell himself to be self-aware, but he couldn't help the excitement and joy rushing up, thinking carefully——

Sheng Lingyu...

Do you like him a little bit?

Sheng Lingyu kissed him, kissed his ears, his mouth, and his eyes, all on his own initiative. Sheng Lingyu also said...told herself to tolerate him.

The tone of those words was so strong, and it was a bit irritating to say it, but did that mean that Sheng Lingyu did have a little bit of affection for him...

Kang Jiangxue couldn't help the urge to cover her face and scream. The joy and shock brought by this guess was beyond the little emperor's acceptance.

Kang Jiangxue didn't even dare to think about it, and there was no one to talk to and share. For a while, she was so excited that she ran around the room with her head in her arms.

ah ah ah-

is not it?

Isn't it? Isn't it? !

is it possible?

The little emperor was jumping back and forth on the bed, and the palace door was knocked twice and pushed open from the outside.

Ping Wuqi entered the door, was shocked when he saw this, and suddenly called out: "Your Majesty!"

Kang Jiangxue was in high spirits, almost frightened by Ping Wuqi.

Ping Wuqi was even more excited than the little emperor looked at, and ran over a few steps to hold the little emperor in place, felt his pulse, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Kang Jiangxue couldn't understand Ping Wuqi's set of operations, she just felt that Ping Ping was too nervous, inexplicable, and didn't quite understand: "What are you doing? It's scary."

Ping Wuqi also knew that he was overreacting, staring at the little emperor for a long time, unable to speak.

After a night of calmness, Ping Wuqi felt that he had calmed down, but he still couldn't digest the sudden pregnancy of the little emperor.

As a doctor, he had never heard that men in the world could conceive, and as a servant, he hadn't even noticed that the little emperor's physique was so special.

Now, he didn't know how to tell the little emperor who hadn't noticed it yet.

As a man and an emperor, to be pregnant is a top priority that can pierce the sky. It is a big matter, and he is really not sure how much impact the child in the womb will have on the little emperor's body.

Regardless of whether he was born or continued to fight, Ping Wuqi was not sure that the little emperor would be safe. In addition, Sheng Lingyu, who also knew about this matter, intended to keep it a secret from the little emperor for the time being. The body is the main one.

The always stable and unremarkable head is as big as a bucket.

In the end, he still didn't understand why the little emperor had such a special physique, and there was no sign of it before.

Kang Jiangxue didn't know the ordinary struggle in his heart, so he forcibly pulled himself away from the happy guess, and remembered the swelling of his chest two days ago.

After two days, the traces of being bullied on his body have almost receded, leaving only a little swelling and soreness, the little emperor finally had the face to ask: "Pingping, what kind of problem do you think a man's chest is sore and swollen?" ?”

Ping Wuqi was taken aback suddenly, and asked directly: "Your chest is swollen? When did it start?"

Kang Jiangxue said "a man" because he was too embarrassed to admit that it was him, but he didn't expect Ping Wuqi to expose it directly. He was a little ashamed and said cheekily: "Two or three days ago."

Ping Wuqi was bored with anger, and suddenly lost his usual steady and considerate image: "It's been two or three days?? Why didn't you say it earlier?! Said that the slave can still..."

The little emperor: "?"

The little emperor: "What else?"

Ping Wuqi held back his breath abruptly: "... nothing!"

She said no, but Kang Jiangxue always felt that if she hadn't been supported by the status of an emperor, Ping Wuqi seemed to come up and beat him on the head on the spot.

The little emperor had never seen Ping Wuqi get angry like this before, and he was directly pinched by Ping Ping's aura. He asked him to take off his clothes and let him look at his chest.

After the inspection, Kang Jiangxue asked worriedly: "Is there nothing wrong? It seems a little weird now."

Ping Wuqi couldn't answer these words, he felt that the little emperor's breasts were swelling, but he couldn't say it, he could only vaguely say: "There is no lump, maybe there is some inflammation."