dumb queen

Shen Qing's desk was placed near Xiaoyu.

Whenever Xiao Yu raised his head to rest, he could always see Shen Qing.

Watching him either lower his head and carefully review the memorial for himself, or hold a brush in his slender hand and write vigorously, or just stare blankly at a certain place in a daze.

Not only can you see it when you look up, but you can also touch it at any time.

Xiao Yu walked behind him, sat down, and completely wrapped him in his arms.

He hugged Shen Qing, put his head on his shoulder, watching what he was doing.

At first, Shen Qing thought he was in the way, and would mercilessly push his head aside.

But he couldn't push it away after several times, Shen Qing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and let him stick to his back.

Xiao Yu saw that Shen Qing was busy with official duties and didn't give him the slightest look, so his hands began to be dishonest.

Shen Qing was reading the memorial seriously, and after being interrupted, he angrily chased him away.

"Go away and don't touch me."

Xiao Yu simply put his hand into his robe, and said pitifully, "Ah Qing, don't read the memorial, just look at me."

Shen Qing took out his hand and looked back at him angrily.

Xiao Yu smiled and rolled his eyes, looking innocent, he managed to lean up to kiss him.

Shen Qing's body was softened by the kiss, but he was still thinking dizzily.

This person is really unreasonable, it's fine to torment him every night, but now he can't live in peace even during the day.

In the end, it was often Shen Qing who fell into his arms panting, with red eyes being bullied by him.

Xiao Yu kissed the corner of his lips, moved away a little distance, and looked up and down at the person in his arms, as if admiring his own masterpiece.

He smiled and said, "Look at Ah Qing, there is no such thing as Lord Xiangguo in the court. If other ministers see Ah Qing's appearance, I don't know what he will think."

Xiao Yu nodded her ruddy lips, "Tell me, would they know that I did it?"

When Xiao Yu called himself "Zhen", Shen Qing would always realize that the person in front of him was the emperor, a power he could not resist.

Then Shen Qing's heart would start to entangle and pull, and his body would also tighten.

Seeing that he was ashamed, angry and unable to resist, Xiao Yu deliberately whispered into Shen Qing's ear, "Ah Qing, why don't you be the prime minister, just be my confinement, and sleep on my dragon couch every night, okay? "

Shen Qing's eyes immediately turned redder, and he stared at him in embarrassment and annoyance.

"Xiao Yu, don't...don't be too...excessive..."

Xiao Yu twirled her nasty fingertips, and asked pretending to be ignorant, "What kind of exaggeration is Ah Qing talking about? Is it like this?"

"Hmm..."