Jun Lin chuckled softly, thinking that the little rabbit in this life has learned to be smart, and it is still comfortable to hold his wife softly and fragrantly.
"Well, I'm tired from going to court. A bunch of people don't talk to each other when they meet, and they're all here to fight with you. I'm so annoyed."
There were other people in the palace, and even though Jun Lin didn't speak loudly, as if he was just having fun with Shen Jing'an, there was no guarantee that anyone would spread the word.
The most important thing for an emperor is his profoundness. How can he let others know what he is thinking casually? Judging from Shen Jing'an's observations, Jun Lin, the young emperor, is definitely not what the outside world has rumored. Even the lower-level palace officials know this. How could Jun Lin not know this?
Could he be testing himself?
Jun Lin was still waiting for his reply. Shen Jing'an didn't dare to think too much, and she couldn't answer the question openly. She lowered her eyes and hugged Jun Lin's waist for a moment, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, you have worked hard to take care of everything. Your Majesty. Now go and ask for food to be passed around, Your Majesty, please sit down and have a rest."
The beauties sent in from the palace can be roughly divided into three batches, one is from the draft, the other is from the harem concubines who promote each other's family sisters and call them into the palace together, and the other is the lustful emperor Jun Lin, who himself Watch him from the outside, and then kidnap him into the palace.
Shen Jing'an belongs to the last category.
But after last night, both of them understood the secret hidden under this layer of identity. Jun Lin didn't care who placed Shen Jing'an in the palace. He only cared about whether his wife had any other reasons to control her.
The relations inside and outside the court are complicated, and the harem is not a safe place. Although Jun Lin is not afraid of such scheming plots, he really doesn't like it.
Surviving in this kind of deep palace that eats people without spitting out their bones, everyone has eight hundred evil intentions, which Jun Lin found annoying.
Shen Jing'an obviously hasn't let down her guard against him yet. The stupid wife has no memory of the past life. Jun Lin is so unhappy. The good wife is right in front of him. It's okay if he can't eat. He still has to beware of his wife stabbing him. What kind of suffering is this in the world? ?
After he sat down, he propped his chin and tilted his head to look at Shen Jing'an. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes were obviously much gentler. It was like just looking at you quietly, and you felt like he was smiling.
It's amazing, a bit indescribably doting.
Shen Jing'an felt uncomfortable looking at him. After all, he had no feelings for Jun Lin. When he was raised by a noble family, he only cared about his master's orders. How could he understand the deep meaning and emotion in Jun Lin's eyes.
His identity is unclear now. Jun Lin just brought him back to the palace yesterday, and before he had time to make arrangements for him, the palace where he lives now is still the place where Jun Lin, the emperor, lives.
The chamberlain also reminded him in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Mr. Shen has not yet been granted a title. Look..."
Jun Lin chuckled, "He is a man, why would he stay in the harem and be jealous all day long? There is no need to be banned. He can continue to live in my palace and follow me around on weekdays."
"Anyway, my concubine is brave and resourceful. Last night I saw that my concubine has good skills. Staying by my side can also help me fend off the enemy."
YOU ARE READING
I picked up a cannon fodder wife in a parallel world [Quick Travel]
Любовные романыSummary too long, read it in the first chapter. NOT MINE MTL (no editing) NO VOTING https://shubaowb.com/novel/296032.html