He has not lived enough

After all, he is also an emperor, so Bai Qingyu probably wouldn't kill him directly... right?

Anyway, thinking about it for the better, the relationship between the two of them didn't have much room for regress, the worst thing would be that Bai Qingyu disliked him even more.

However, Zhao Yu had a feeling in his heart that Bai Qingyu would not refuse his overtures. He knew that although Bai Qingyu didn't want to see the original owner, he still did his best and was loyal.

In the original owner's memory, after the rebel leader entered the capital, he threatened and lured Bai Qingyu to use him, and even made Xu Zhi a high position, but Bai Qingyu refused to agree until the original owner died of illness, and was kept in prison.

Only then did the original owner realize who was sincerely treating him, but it was too late.

Now that he is here with Zhao Yu, he will never repeat the same mistakes. Not only must he trust Bai Qingyu unconditionally, but he must also seize every opportunity to gain his favor!

Having made enough mental preparations, Zhao Yu deliberately coughed, and Zhang Defu, who was changing his clothes, hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty is still coughing, do you want to invite the imperial physician to take a look?"

"It's okay, just my throat is a little dry..." In fact, Zhao Yu has recovered for the most part, but she still pretended to be weak, "The main reason is that the legs hurt from riding a horse yesterday—"

He intentionally made his voice louder, and after changing his clothes and washing up, he walked slowly outside, but Zhang Defu's attempt to help him was also rejected.

When Bai Qingyu heard the movement, he turned to look at him, and saw Zhao Yu slowly coming out by himself.

Thinking of what he just heard, and looking at his grinning face and not wanting to lose face in front of him, Bai Qingyu suddenly remembered that when he first learned how to ride a horse, he was so fresh that he couldn't bear to ride the horse for several laps. , but it looked like this the next day.

It's just that at that time, he was taught by his father and brother, loved by his mother, and had friends and confidants by his side, but the young man in front of him had nothing but the cold throne.

After finally moving to the table, Zhao Yu panted slightly and asked, "Can Xiang Bai have breakfast? Why don't you have some with me?"

Bai Qingyu subconsciously wanted to refuse, and then heard Zhao Yu whisper: "I am bored eating by myself."

Swallowing the words of refusal, Bai Qingyu opened his thin lips lightly: "Okay."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Bai Qingyu felt a little regretful. Even though it was Mu Xiu, he still had a lot of government affairs to deal with, so he really shouldn't waste his time playing house games with the little emperor.

But looking at Zhao Yu's stupid look with bright eyes... Forget it, let's coax the child.

Seeing that Bai Qingyu agreed to stay for dinner, Zhao Yu secretly said "yeah".

He leaned on the table to sit down, but his legs seemed to be so weak that he couldn't use his strength, and his body tilted and fell sideways.

The incident happened so suddenly that the palace people didn't have time to react, only Bai Qingyu, who was closest to him, grabbed Zhao Yu's long arm and was able to protect Zhao Yu in his arms, so the tragedy of the emperor's ass falling didn't happen.

"Mission Progress: Close Contact with Bai Qingyu (1/2)"

Zhao Yu looked at his wrist and before he was happy, Bai Qingyu had already thrown him away. Although his expression didn't change, Zhao Yu still felt a little bit of disgust.

However, Bai Qingyu's willingness to reach out to help made him very satisfied. He was ready to fall to the ground before.

It seems that the beautiful prime minister is not as difficult to get along with as he imagined, so there is great hope for the next two times.

Zhang Defu was startled, and hurried up to support Zhao Yu: "Your Majesty, you are going to scare this old slave to death!"

"It's okay, but my legs are a little sore..." Zhao Yu waved his hands nonchalantly and sat down, and said to Bai Qingyu sincerely, "Thank you, Bai Xiang!"

Bai Qingyu's expression was as usual: "Don't dare, it's just a humble minister's duty."

Bai Qingyu didn't like to be in contact with others, but just now when he subconsciously supported the little emperor, his first reaction was not disgust, but why is this child so thin?

He has always felt that the little emperor is delicate, and he is sick and injured at every turn, but just now Zhao Yu leaned lightly on him with almost no weight, his slender waist can almost be held with one hand, and he really felt that the little emperor's body is really strong. too weak.

In particular, Zhao Yu seemed to be very well-behaved today, without the usual fangs and claws, the moment she was in his arms was fragile and supple, which made Bai Qingyu feel strange for no reason.

"You think I want to be the emperor?"

Recalling what the little emperor blurted out during an argument with him, Bai Qingyu's eyes darkened slightly.

He has always been self-righteous and honest, but deep down in his heart, he has no prejudice against Zhao Yu.

Dissatisfaction with the little emperor's ability made Bai Qingyu wholeheartedly want to raise him into a qualified emperor, but he almost forgot that this child was just a lonely boy who just experienced a huge change in his life a few months ago.

Bai Qingyu suppressed the deep meaning in his eyes.

Neither of them had a choice, but maybe he could be more patient with the little emperor in the future.

After the breakfast was delivered, because Zhao Yu was still ill, the dishes were relatively bland.

Although the imperial meal was good, Zhao Yu still missed the barbecue hot pot Mala Tang, and he was still thinking about his mission, so he put down his chopsticks after two mouthfuls.

Watching Bai Qingyu's meal secretly, I have to say that these children of aristocratic families have a kind of nobility that no one else has... I feel that every bun they eat can be as expensive as abalone and sea cucumber.

"Does Your Majesty only eat this?" Bai Qingyu asked suddenly.

Zhao Yu shook her head: "It's not...it's just that today's dishes are not to my liking."

Bai Qingyu used cloth chopsticks to pick up a few dishes and put them on Zhao Yu's plate: "Then eat more, don't be picky eaters."

Zhao Yu finished the food obediently, and was handed another bowl of porridge.

He had no choice but to drink it again. Seeing that Bai Qingyu wanted to pick up more food, Zhao Yu quickly took his hand: "I'm really full, Bai Xiang. I will eat well in the future, and I won't be picky eaters anymore!"

There is an inexplicable feeling of being disciplined.

Bai Qingyu's lips curled up for a moment, and in an instant, like an iceberg melting, the spring breeze hit, and Zhao Yu realized that Bai Qingyu was actually quite good-looking, but he had a high position and authority, and always looked cold. The face is ready to taunt at any time, and few people can see his smiling face.

But soon Bai Qingyu regained his cold face and withdrew his hand.

Zhao Yu looked at the progress of the task and found that it was completed so smoothly. It was considered holding hands just now.

It seems that this Bai Xiang is not as scary as the original owner remembered. Although he really took care of the little emperor a lot, it was all for his own good. It just happened to catch up with the rebellious little emperor in adolescence. of.

The news that Bai Xiang went to the palace early in the morning to visit the little emperor and was left with a meal soon spread.

Inside Prince Ning's Mansion.

"He saw Bai Xiang hugging Zhao Yu with his own eyes, and even served him some food?"

Ning Wang, who is in his 50s, has repeatedly confirmed that he still can't believe how the two suddenly fell in love.

The eldest son Zhao Ke nodded with a positive face: "It just so happens that it is his turn to be on duty today, I really saw it with my own eyes, it's true!"

King Ning twitched his beard and sat on the mahogany chair, muttering, "This is really a toad with long hair—it's so strange!"

Everyone in the palace knew that the little emperor didn't want to see Bai Qingyu.Of course, King Ning also contributed a lot in this.

As the younger brother of the first emperor's mother, King Ning had never fought for the throne back then, and he had been cautious and cowardly for decades, and managed to beat the first emperor to death.

Heaven is pitiful for Jianer, the heirs of the previous emperor died, and only this little nephew, who was nothing but beautiful, became the emperor. King Ning thought that he could finally be proud, and even replaced him, so Bai Qingyu came out.

Although Bai Qingyu was young, he acted ruthlessly. There were quite a few courtiers who supported him in the court, not to mention the hundreds of years of inheritance of the Bai family behind him, which should not be underestimated.

King Ning has always looked down on Bai Qingyu's hypocrisy. It is extremely hypocritical not to replace the little emperor with such a good time, but to talk about loyalty and integrity.

Unlike him, who has focused on usurping the throne for 40 years, has never succeeded, and has never given up.

What is not to forget the original intention?This is!

What pleased King Ning was that Zhao Yu was stupid enough. After ascending the throne, he was always dissatisfied with Bai Qingyu's control, and he was very close to him as his uncle and cousin.

King Ning did what he liked, and asked Zhao Ke to bring him new gadgets and scripts, and by the way, say bad things about Bai Qingyu. Is Bai Qingyu ready?

Remembering what the spies said about Bai Qingyu hugging the little emperor, King Ning frowned.

The folk customs in the Jin Dynasty were open, and some folks married male wives. Could it be that this self-proclaimed noble Bai Xiang couldn't use the beauty trick?

When he climbed onto the dragon bed and coaxed the little emperor dizzy, then it would be difficult.

The more King Ning thought about it, the more he frowned, Zhao Ke approached him and whispered, "Father, should we hurry into the palace to see what's going on?"

King Ning waved his hand: "No, it was too deliberate in the past."

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, King Ning turned to ask, "What happened to the thing I asked you to find last time?"

Zhao Ke nodded: "Don't worry, everything is ready. They are all first-class products. I'm sure the little emperor will like them."

King Ning was relieved, and the old god put down the teacup: "Tomorrow...no, the day after tomorrow, you go to the palace to check on His Majesty's illness."

So what about Lala Xiaoshou, even if Bai Qingyu really got on the dragon bed, he would still have a way to pull him off.

Zhao Yu had a good two days. Before Bai Qingyu left, he asked him to recuperate these few days. He didn't have to go to school for the time being, and he could just read and practice calligraphy in the dormitory.

Tears welled up in Zhao Yu's eyes, and he didn't feel the original owner's displeasure at being controlled by Bai Qingyu at all.

From his point of view, Bai Qingyu was his parents, and the little emperor was just a bare-bones commander who sat idle on the throne every day. It wasn't all due to Bai Qingyu's sharp manipulation.

The system does not lie to me. From now on, as long as you hug Bai Qingyu's thigh tightly, it will be easy to complete the ultimate task.

With Bai Qingyu's permission, Zhao Yu lived in the palace for a few days with peace of mind.

The system hasn't released any tasks for the past two days, and he just eats, eats, sleeps and sleeps every day—it's simply the life of a faint king in his dream!

In the afternoon of this day, as soon as Zhao Yu woke up, he heard Zhang Defu's report, and another person from Fukang Palace came to ask how his illness was.

The residence of the Fukang Palace is the first wife of the first emperor and the birth mother of the first prince, and now the Empress Dowager Shen.

The original owner's biological mother passed away early, and even when she was alive, she often fell ill, so the original owner was taken care of by the aunt and the eldest brother since childhood, and the relationship was originally very close.

After the crown prince died of illness, Empress Dowager Shen once saw the original owner and thought of the dead son, she was very sad, so the original owner had to meet less with the aunt.

After ascending the throne, the original owner ordered that the offerings to Fushou Palace must be the best, but every time he saw Queen Mother Shen, he sat down in a hurry and left.

Over time, both inside and outside the court knew that the relationship between the emperor and the queen mother had weakened, but Zhao Yu knew that the original owner was not dissatisfied with the queen mother, but felt guilty.

He always felt that he had snatched the crown prince's position, and felt that Empress Dowager Shen would resent him when she saw him, even though the crown prince's death had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Yu rubbed his chin. He felt that the queen mother was not as dissatisfied with him as the original owner thought, otherwise she would not have sent someone to ask about it.

The author says:

——Will the toad be blocked? Strange——