let me go, i'm not pregnant

Early the next morning, Changqing got up and asked Luo Chen for a letter.

However, Luo Zhen hadn't woken up yet, and when he heard the movement outside the door, he frowned unhappily, turned around and buried himself in Gu Xing's arms.

"Go...get them all away." Luo Chen muttered, pulling on his old clothes tightly, not to be noticed no matter what.

So it was a little funny, and he leaned over and kissed his forehead, pulling the broken hair aside, and then heard Enshu impatiently knocking on the door, he gently hooked Luo Chen's chin: "I want to go back It's the palace, take good care of yourself, okay?"

Luo Chen reluctantly opened his eyes, and then quickly closed them: "No..."

He didn't want to see Changqing.

The old way: "Then I will take you out now, let's go back to the palace?"

Hearing this, Luo Chen froze for a moment, decisively pushed the person away, turned his back to him, and waved his hand: "Go all the way, be careful on the road, wait for you to come back, aha..."

Then he yawned and fell asleep again.

So Xingzhi laughed helplessly, reached into the quilt with his upper hand, touched Luo Chen's chin and went all the way down, Luo Chen was still a little sleepy, but his eyes widened in shock when he made such a move.

The movement outside is still going on, listening to Changqing's angry voice, it seems that the door will be broken in at any time, but now... now...

Luo Chen's body tensed up in fright, he stretched out his hand to push it away, at this moment the one suddenly grabbed something and lightly scraped Luo Chen's little finger: "Your Majesty, take this, don't lose it."

What he was holding in his hand was the short flute. Last night he made a fuss while sleeping, and he didn't know where it fell.

Luo Chen pursed his lips, and obediently pinched the short Xiao.

"Wait for two days, and then change it for the emperor." Luo Chen had seen the injury on his arm beforehand. He originally hoped that Luo Chen would use this to deal with bad guys, but Luo Chen repeatedly injured himself, so he had to think of another way .

"Okay." Luo Chen responded.

"Then I'll go first." After Gu Xingzhi finished speaking, he glanced sideways at the door, and then walked over.

As soon as he reached the door, the door was kicked open by Chang Qing.

The huge movement dispelled all of Luo Chen's drowsiness.

Luo Chen yawned and stood up, seeing Chang Qing walking quickly, and Gu Xingzhi took a deep look at himself behind him before going out the door.

He looked away, and asked sleepily: "What's the matter, Changqing, early in the morning?"

"You still ask me what's wrong?" Changqing turned his head to look at the table case, and seeing a letter on it, his anger immediately dissipated, and he hurried over to pick it up, and his tone softened a lot, "Since the emperor has already After finishing writing, why lock the door and let the minister disturb the emperor like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he opened the envelope in his hand, but saw that there was nothing inside, his face immediately pulled down, and his tone became angry: "Brother Emperor, what's going on? Where is my letter?" ?”

He turned his head, and the anger rushed straight at him.

Luo Chen looked at the envelope, and was stunned for a while. Then, as if he had just realized it, he scratched his hair and looked around: "I wrote it last night, did it fall somewhere? Can you look for it?"

Changqing: "..."

He was shocked: "You let me look for it?"

"Ah, aren't you looking for it?" Luo Chen frowned, as if he heard something outrageous, "But I really don't have the energy to look for it. I wrote all night last night."

He was clearly sitting, but his posture was precarious, as if he had worked hard all night, making people reluctant to reprimand him loudly.

Chang Qing choked up for a moment, hesitant to speak, he didn't understand that Luo Shi was in such a situation, yet he could still be as pampered as usual.

But after thinking about it, it's normal for someone like Luo Chen who has never experienced hardship to behave like this.

The more squeamish he is, the more he can cooperate with his actions.It's just a pet, and when the goal is achieved, isn't it all right?

Thinking of this, Changqing suppressed his anger and asked Enshu to tear down all the curtains in the room and search for it carefully.

Even Luo Chen's bed sheet and quilt were snatched away and searched over and over again.

However, after a while, when Enshu fished out the paper that had been soaked to the point of breaking apart from the sink, Changqing finally couldn't hold back his face, and said angrily, "Luo Chen! What do you mean!"

"Ah?" Luo Chen looked over at the prestige, and saw En Shu's palms were limp, and his mouth opened: "Changqing, although I was imprisoned by you, but you are going too far, right? You worked so hard to write a one-page letter, and you just threw it into the water?"

Changqing: "..."

"Your Majesty, this was in the pool before the prince came in." Enshu reminded.

"It can't be that I lost it!" Luo Zhen angrily stared at the two of them, "I have worked so hard to write a page, why bother myself so much! If you don't want to make me feel better, just say so!"

After finishing speaking, she turned her face away and muttered in a low voice: "It is obvious that I am anxious for the imperial decree, but I am still making things difficult for me!"

Changqing: "..."

He obviously didn't do anything, but he actually felt a bit of guilt for embarrassing others.

"Cough." Changqing coughed twice, trying to find the place back, "Brother Huang, you are serious, how could you do such a thing that embarrasses Brother Huang, this may be an accident, please don't mind Brother Huang .”

Luo Chen was completely stupefied, listless: "I have worked so hard to write all night."

He looked down at his fingers, even though his fingers were clean, it didn't stop him from being sad, as if he was the one who wrote all night and his fingers were covered with bruises.

Changqing: "..."

Although I feel that Luo Chen is a bit too coquettish, the most urgent thing now is to make up for it as soon as possible, so as to get the imperial edict earlier.

He managed to hold his breath: "Brother Huang, this letter..."

Luo Chen raised his head distressedly, saw the crumpled paper, twitched his nose, and turned his face away.

Changqing: "..."

This is... the meaning of coaxing?

Changqing looked at Enshu, who nodded solemnly.

he:"……"

But seeing that Luo Shi was really angry and didn't plan to talk to them at all, Chang Qing had no choice but to bite the bullet and stepped forward: "Your Majesty, this matter is really not done by my younger brother."

"You didn't do it, could it be that I did it?" Luo Chen felt wronged, "Although I was arrested by you, but if you want to bully me like this, I won't let you do it!"

Changqing swallowed his throat: "Your Majesty, my brother will deal with the servant later, this matter must be due to his ineffectiveness, that's why..."

"Oh, you will always be like this. You obviously have to blame others for your own faults. He and I were together last night. How could he have the opportunity to do anything? Besides, he is not your person?"

The corners of Changqing's lips twitched, and he thought of a possibility.

After all, there were people from the former prime minister's old department in the house, and those people stood by Luo Ming's side and hated Luo very much, so naturally they didn't intend to spare Luo Ming's life.

But his attempt to participate in the struggle for the throne would inevitably become a thorn in their side. Although the two sides were at odds at this moment, they had to borrow his strength to save Luo Ming.

But for the sake of those people, if Changqing is asked to obtain the imperial decree, Luo Ming's chances of winning are very small.

Chang Qing's face gradually darkened: "Your Majesty, this is all a conspiracy by King Qin's subordinates! They are the former prime minister's old party, and they don't want their younger brother to be in power, so they..."

When Luo Chen heard this, his eyes widened: "What do you mean, are there people from him in your mansion? Why do you keep them here?!"

Seeing that people were angry, Changqing hurriedly said: "Currently they are just using each other, don't worry, your majesty, my ministers will naturally not let them touch you!"

Luo really didn't believe it, and his face was full of betrayal.

Changqing had no choice but to hold him down, and said ruthlessly, "Luo Chen! Don't challenge my bottom line too much!"

Luo Chen was pinched by the shoulder, unable to move, and stared back in surprise and anger.

Listening to Changqing's threat: "Luo Chen, listen carefully, there is indeed an old department of the former prime minister in this mansion, and they have been eyeing you for a long time, but because I can help them rescue Luo Ming, that's why I didn't do anything to you. But If you don't listen to me, I'll let them all in immediately!"

He lowered his voice, and the anger all over his body seemed to burn Luo Chen: "I'm afraid that when the time comes, the child in your stomach will be cut out, and you will be hurt to death while watching your child being crushed to death."

Luo Chen trembled all over, his eyes tinged with fear.

Seeing this look, Changqing was satisfied: "Your Majesty, do you want to endure and live a good life? Or continue to fight against your younger brother like this?"

As soon as he loosened his hands, Luo Chen fell to the ground with a bang, his body trembled, and after a while, he restrained his trembling voice and said, "Zhen... I will try my best to write it in these two days."

"These two days?" Changqing frowned displeased.

Luo Chen immediately raised his eyebrows: "I haven't held the pen for a long time. I wrote all night last night. My hand hurts. I'm afraid it will be difficult to write in the future. If the handwriting is different from usual, I may be suspicious."

When Chang Qing heard it, he gave Luo Chen a disgusted look, but his hands hurt after writing a letter?

But no matter what he said is true or not, it's not too much to wait for two more days, Changqing suppressed his impatience and snorted: "Okay, I will give you two more days."

After all, just as Changqing was about to leave, Luo Chen suddenly called to stop him.

Changqing frowned unhappily: "What do you want?"

"I can't see the sun here, my eyes are almost blind, it's not good for the child." Luo Shi looked over pitifully, "Can you let me walk outside?"

Changqing: "...you are not afraid..."

"Didn't you say that you would protect me?" After Luo Chen asked, Chang Qing choked up again. He wanted to refuse, but when Luo Chen's pitiful eyes looked over, he realized, "I'm not in good health. Can't write", and he said "I'm very poor, I forgot where the holy decree was", and he had to respond.

"By the way, give me a bed." Luo Chen patted the floor, "The ground is so hard, it's still cold at night."

Changqing: "..."

"The doctor said, I tend to forget things during pregnancy, and I need to adjust well to be in good spirits."

Changqing: "...OK."

"Let's add some charcoal at night, too. It's too cold, and the boy alone is not enough."

Changqing: "...Okay, is it gone?"

"My handcuffs are too heavy, I think..."

The corners of Changqing's eyes twitched, seeing that he was on the verge of the limit, Luo Chen silently swallowed that sentence again: "All right, all right, keep these handcuffs and fetters, don't be angry."

Changqing: "..."

"By the way, when will the bed be moved in, I'm sleepy."

Changqing: "..."

Feeling exhausted, he couldn't breathe, rolled his eyes weakly, and went out immediately.

Only Enshu was caught by Luo Chen's eyes before he could go out.

"Enshu." Luo Chen rolled his eyes and smiled, "He is your master, so you will do what he promised, right?"

En Shu shuddered and ran out the door.

When he came to the door, Luo Chen lowered his voice and said, "You will help me write down the list of the old department, right?"

Enshu froze for a moment, then pressed his lips together, gritted his teeth and said, "...OK."