After crossing, I became the emperor Bai Yueguang

Jiang Chi made a pitiful look, and Zhai Xu put down the brush that Jiang Chi was holding, "It's hard to chase after a word, I am the Son of Heaven, and a word is as good as it is, since it is an hour, it is an hour. The template I mentioned, I will send Xu Li over tomorrow, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Aww." Jiang Chi's head hit Zhai Xu's shoulder, Xu Li and Chen Qing were terrified, and Longyan was not furious as expected, Zhai Xu even reached out and touched Jiang Chi's head, not the soft hair , resting his fingertips on the cool hat, Zhai Xu smiled lightly and said, "Let me see your bald head."

Jiang Chi: ...

Can you still make people talk.

The next day Jiang Chi received the copying post from Xu Li. Looking at the familiar font on the copying post, Jiang Chi remembered the few words that Zhai Xu grabbed his handwriting yesterday. Contrast, exactly the same.

Chen Qing stayed on one side, looking at the master who had a bitter face a second ago, and instantly felt like a spring breeze, with slightly raised lips and extremely shallow arcs, but Chen Qing knew that the master was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

In the quiet bedroom, there was only the soft sound of the pen falling on the rice paper, which gently soothed Jiang Chi's agitated heart. After practicing for a whole afternoon, Jiang Chi looked at the stack of rice paper and squinted his eyes in satisfaction. There was a small smile in the bottom of his eyes, and when Zhai Xu came over, he could use this to gag his mouth.

"Xiao Qingzi, tidy up the desk table. As for the words practiced today, put them in the most conspicuous position." Jiang Chi was very happy, and took a piece of chestnut cake into his mouth, the sweet and greasy taste spread in his mouth Come, Jiang Chi narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

Long Jue Temple

The light in the hall was dim, Xu Li turned on the lamp, Zhai Xu propped up his hands, his eyes focused on the memorial, there was a moment of silence, and the crisp sound of pages turning stopped.

"The copy post has been sent to the side hall."

The sudden question made Xu Li's back stiff, "Go back to the emperor, and I will send it off at noon."

"How is he?" Xu Li suppressed the emotional surge in his eyes.

"Very happy, I practiced calligraphy all afternoon."

Zhai Xu propped himself up, and the memorial fell lightly on the dragon case, and then landed on the ground with a very light arc. Zhai Xu put his hands behind his back, "Go, go to the side hall." Let me go and see someone's achievements all afternoon .

Xu Li quickly picked up the memorial and put it on the dragon case, and then followed Zhai Xu at a running speed.

The lamp was lit in the hall, and Jiang Chi was holding a book in his hand. He was reading it carefully. Unlike modern simplified characters, the common characters here are traditional characters. Although Jiang Chi could not write, it did not affect his reading. The beginning was jerky and lengthy, and the main text was delayed, so Jiang Chi put the book down annoyed.

Xiaoqingzi went to the imperial dining room to pass on the meal. Jiang Chi looked at the half-empty chestnut cake on the plate, and resisted the desire to reach for it. If you eat too many snacks, you will not be able to eat delicious food by then. The cuisine here is not as diverse as the modern ones, the dishes are exquisitely presented, the food is small, and it tastes pleasing to the eye.

Being bored in the hall, Jiang Chi walked to the entrance of the hall, and saw Zhai Xu stepping in as soon as he poked his head. Zhai Xu was wearing a dark brown robe, and the dark gold pattern on the cuffs was particularly eye-catching. The moment Jiang Chi blinked, Zhai Xu He had already walked to the side, and the cold palm brushed against his cheek, causing Jiang Chi to shrink his neck subconsciously, trying to hide his face.

"Waiting for me, huh?" The slightly evoked ending sound conveyed the tingling feeling along the width of Zhai Xu's fingertips. Jiang Chi looked at Zhai Xu fixedly, the water in his eyes was shining, cold The wind made his eyes hurt a little, and Jiang Chi hadn't answered yet, Zhai Xu smiled and took his hand into the hall, obviously very happy with Jiang Chi waiting for him at the door.

Not long after Zhai Xu arrived, Chen Qing returned to the palace with the meal.

Jiang Chi's taste is rather spicy, while Zhai Xu's food is relatively light. Although Chen Qing takes Jiang Chi's favorite food, he also made preparations for Zhai Xu to come to the side hall.

After dinner, Jiang Chi touched his slightly protruding belly. Today, the dishes Chen Qing took were just right in spiciness, so Jiang Chi couldn't resist eating more.

"How about practicing calligraphy today." As soon as Zhai Xu opened his mouth, the heat on Jiang Chi's face surged up. He practiced many times according to the copy post, but it was far worse than the original post.

Jiang Chi dragged Zhai Xu into the hall and walked all the way to the table. Zhai Xu looked at the neatly arranged stack of rice paper and flipped it through from top to bottom. From the corner of the eye, he glanced in the direction of Zhai Xu from time to time, dazzling, looking forward to Zhai Xu's next words, with a faint tendency to seek praise.

Zhai Xu's heart warmed up, and he stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Chi's small head. A few fingertips landed on the brim of the hat. With a slight touch, Jiang Chi's forehead felt a chill, and then the strength of clasping his wrist increased, and Jiang Chi hit hard. In Zhai Xu's arms.

There was a faint ambergris in the nostrils, Jiang Chi couldn't help but took a deep breath, and pressed Zhai Xu's chin with his moist lips like a puppy.

"The writing is good, but we still need to work hard." The deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears, and Jiang Chi was stunned, his heart seemed to be beating thumping erratically without the control of subjective consciousness.

Zhai Xu's chin was pressed against Jiang Chi's head, and he shook it gently, with a dizzying itchiness, Jiang Chi tried to raise his head, but the hand on his waist tightened, and the warm breath moved from his forehead to his neck , the familiar trembling feeling hit.

Jiang Chi looked at the dim candlelight that was getting farther and farther away from him through the curtain, and his whole body was like a marionette, immersed in that unstoppable tenderness.

For half a month, Zhai Xu stayed in the side hall, and for a while, the person in the side hall became a thorn in the eyes and a thorn in the flesh of everyone in the harem. You must know that after the death of that person, the new emperor ascended the throne to enrich the harem, but he never stepped into the harem. The one in the side hall is the No.1 and the only one who made Zhai Xu make an exception in the past few years.

Xin Ning Court

The clear and heavy sound of the clear glass scattered in the hall was transmitted one after another. Xin Ning sat in the first place, and smashed the vase next to her on the ground. On Chun Yu, who was kneeling next to her, "You trash, you can't even do a nail."

Chun Yu clenched her lips, not daring to scream at all, for fear of angering Xin Ning again, and it would be more than just a kick.

"I really feel sorry for you." Xin Ning picked up Chun Yu's chin, and slapped Chun Yu's face heavily, leaving long scratches on her cheeks, "Is it the same for the one who was guarded by the emperor in the side hall?"

Chun Yu let out a cry of pain, and Xin Ning's nails dug into the flesh, actually picking a small piece of Chun Yu's face, and the dark red blood flowed down, Xia He quickly supported Xin Ning, and gave Chun Yu a look.

"Your Majesty, as the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win a hundred battles. You have to go to the side hall to find out. Only then can you find out how the emperor in the side hall fell in love with him." Xia He raised his head, his palms were covered with cold sweat, afraid that Xin Ning would not be alone. Happiness killed her.