The Submissive Emperor

11

Xiao Chengjun looked at him and couldn't help sighing.

Emperor Chunde was not confused sometimes. For example, he always had a precise vision of talents. Last year, Lou Jing showed off his skills in Autumn Hunting, and he unequivocally rewarded him Yulin Zhonglang. Therefore, when the queen asked Lou Jing to be a princess, Emperor Chunde was not very happy.

"I have a vague guess, but I haven't confirmed it yet." Lou Jing put down his arm and returned to the pillow, with a cold voice, "Maybe you can find out after a few days." Since someone wants to calculate him, he has to double it. Revenge the consciousness of going back.

Xiao Chengjun heard the coldness in his words, no longer the joy of laughing just now, and couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly. Originally, he was upset in his heart, but the princess was also upset, so he slowly stretched out his hand and tentatively attached to the building. Jing on the pillow, "I will help you."

The warm and dry touch recalled the colder and colder heart. Lou Jing backhanded that hand into the palm of his hand, "The minister will also help Your Highness."

The slender hands, like warm jade, wrapped his hands, and Xiao Chengjun's eyes had a bitter smile. His princess was not liked by his father, so why is he not like that, "I now persuade the emperor to be unable to Directly admonish, like those princes, entice the emperor to agree..."

"His Royal Highness is also a courtier of the emperor. As long as he can persuade the emperor to persuade the emperor, it doesn't matter whether he is straightforward or not," Lou Jing pulled the warm hand to his side. From the time when the father handed the wand to the guard, the minister understood this principle."

Guard? Xiao Chengjun frowned. It turned out that his injuries were caused by the guards. No wonder he didn't get better after raising them for so long.

Lou Jing looked up and saw His Royal Highness's frowning brows. He stretched out his little finger, scratched the palm of His Royal Highness's hand, and smiled in a brisk tone: "So when you return to the door tomorrow, Your Highness will just be cold. So I can follow your highness to get the light, and let my dad kowtow to me."

"You..." Xiao Chengjun couldn't help but chuckle, and his depression suddenly dissipated a lot when he was teased.

Lou Jing held the prince’s hand and told him about the situation at home in a gentle tone, “I have two uncles and an aunt in my family. In the Anguo Government, there is no official position, so I help my father take care of some general affairs at home..."

Listening to the beautiful voice, Xiao Chengjun talked about the patriarchal family, strangely gradually dispelling the gloom in his heart. He did not know when to close his eyes and sank into the black and sweet land.

The morning sun shines through the edge of the window on the bright red curtain, Lou Jing woke up in a daze, feeling that this sleep was particularly comfortable, no longer felt neck pain, thanks to the pillow in his arms supporting his body ...Wait, in my arms, pillow! Lou Jing suddenly woke up and opened his eyes cautiously.

Naturally, what he was holding in his arms was not a pillow, but Xiao Chengjun, who was sleeping very well. Last night, because he was sleeping on his side, he unknowingly went to one side, and the Crown Prince who was closest to him was naturally taken into his arms!

The body in his arms was slender and warm, and it was very comfortable to hold. Lou Jing was a little unwilling to let go. At this moment, the sleeping person hummed and his thick eyelashes began to tremble slightly.

Lou Jing closed his eyes immediately, and made a happy dream, otherwise the prince would find that he was awake and would not remove his leg from the other person, but it would be disrespectful!