I'm the cutest cub in the fairy world

After about a while, Yue Huai stopped the memorial in his hand, looked up at him and said, "You are late."

Qi Yun looked down at the little guy in his arms, and pursed his lips tightly.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little emperor thought he was frightened by Yue Huai, so he quickly stretched out his hand to caress his face and whispered: "Brother Taifu, don't be afraid, Yue Aiqing won't punish you. Wait a minute, Yan'er just study hard. "

When Qi Yun heard this, his heart seemed to soften a little, and he asked, "Where did the previous Taifu teach?"

The little emperor stepped back from him in a hurry, ran over and took a thousand-character scripture from the table, opened one of the pages, handed it to him, pointed to one of the words and said: "Before it was Yue Aiqing taught me, and now I have taught this character."

Qi Yun understood, so he continued to teach.

For a while, there were occasional voices of him reciting words clearly and earnestly in the imperial study room, and the voice of the little emperor Nunuuo reading along.Occasionally, Yue Huai got tired of reviewing the memorial, and looked up at the two of them, and saw the scene of him teaching earnestly.

Two hours later, when he looked over, he found that one big and one small had fallen asleep.The little guy was sleeping soundly with his arms around Qi Yun's waist. Qi Yun's sleeping face was soft and well-behaved, his eyelashes trembling slightly, like a butterfly in distress, fragile and beautiful.

He got up and went over, gently lifted the little emperor from his body, and put him into the inner bedroom on the side of the study, when he turned around again, he was still not aware of it, sleeping soundly.

Yue Huai walked up to him, leaned close to him, a strand of black hair was hanging down in front of him, he reached out and stroked his face gently.In this life, he seems to be that injured and downcast little son sometimes, but sometimes he is heartless, very much like the little son of the Qi family before.

He should have hated him, but after going through another life, he could only feel distressed.In a strange way, he lowered his head to stare at his thin lips, and bent over to stick them...

But he was pushed away by the person who was supposed to be asleep.He stared at him in a daze, maintaining a horrified expression, keeping his gestures of pushing him away with his hands straight, and slid from the wheelchair nearly three feet away from him, before hitting the wall in a daze.

"..."

Chu Zhao stretched his hands straight forward, with an awkward but polite smile on his face. He actually woke up a long time ago, because he realized that Yue Huai was too close to him, the atmosphere was too ambiguous, and the posture of the two of them was extremely strange. He had no choice but to close his eyes and keep pretending to sleep, but he actually wanted to kiss him secretly.

It's one thing to knock yourself and your apprentice's candy by reading the scriptures, but it's another thing to be caught by something.He can't stand it, shy!

Without even thinking about it, Chu Zhao stretched out his hand and pushed towards his chest. Under the powerful force, the wheelchair took him away from him in an instant.But the moment he slid away, he could see how the word regret was written on Yue Huaiyin's black face.

If he offends anyone, he can't offend God Lord Li Huai!What's more, he doesn't even have a leg now, this is death!

The words in Chu Zhao's heart spun around in his throat, and the words popped out one by one like peas: "Regent, this is unreasonable, we... so what... in the imperial study... this In broad daylight..."

Yue Huai quickly straightened his body, waved his robe and turned sideways, and said in a muffled voice, "...I think you like this."

When Chu Zhao heard the words, a line of cold sweat slid across his forehead. If he read the storybook, he must like it very much, and maybe he would like to go forward and press his head!But just now...he was really scared for a moment.Now, taking a peek at Yue Huai's lips, I feel more and more regretful. He is an old bachelor who has been around for tens of thousands of years. What kind of face does he want? This is him, he should bravely hug and chew...

After lunch, Chu Zhao hugged the little emperor and sat on his lap, and asked where he had been taught, thinking that Qi Yun taught him patiently, he sighed in his heart, and continued to teach him carefully He was literate, and when he was done, he still held the little hand of the little custard bag, and copied the words he had written in advance bit by bit.

Yue Huai was still on the sidelines reviewing the memorial, occasionally summoning a few ministers to discuss countermeasures, and did not shy away from them at all.

The ministers were already quite curious about the relationship between the little son of the former King Qing'an and the regent. A group of old ministers sat around, and when it came to important matters, the little emperor and the king would come from a nearly transparent screen next door. Chu Zhao's cheerful laughter, every time at this time, all the veterans would find the corners of the always stern Prince Regent's mouth slightly raised, feeling very happy.

The veterans had to wink at each other, paused, and then continued.

During the rest of the court meeting, the veterans couldn't bear it anymore and whispered to each other.

"The regent really regards that young prince Qi as a treasure, tsk tsk tsk..."

"I heard that there are quite a few people who have written about the King Regent and him. A while ago, the King Regent rewarded them all one by one. Now there is an endless stream of people who write the books. There are nearly ten kinds of different tricks every day. The book appeared in the dark cabinet of the folk bookstall..."

"This... so many tricks, the old minister really wants to see..."

The regent turned a deaf ear to their conversation, but ordered someone to send another plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake to the next door.

However, Chu Zhao heard it sincerely. He shook the little emperor's hand, and the character "straight" that he wrote just now was so bent that he couldn't stand it.

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The veterans opened their mouths.

Chu Zhao felt that he was afraid that if he wanted to refuse, he could not hold back...