The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 268 I want to meet him for a while
"Huaixiang, Huaixiang, you are still too simple."

King Yun chuckled: "He doesn't have it now. Can you guarantee that he will not change his mind after a few years when he is in power? Or that little emperor, when he grows up, he will see the prosperity of the world, and he will not stop thinking about expanding the territory." ?”

He leaned forward slightly, his eyes were sharp: "Ten thousand steps back, they don't have any, what about the ministers below? What about the soldiers at the border? When the time comes, what will they do according to the will of the people, can you guarantee it?"

"This……"

Chu Huaixiang was speechless when asked, she really couldn't guarantee that if they really wanted to annex other countries, it would be too late to stop them at that time.

"Then what shall we do?"

Chu Huaixiang stared closely at King Yun, and King Yun tapped on the table with his fingertips: "Before I came, I thought the main thing to be wary of was Xiao Yu, but today's little emperor's performance made me think that he is not without medicine." It can be saved, there are still merits, if you grow up in time, even if you don't become a Mingjun, it won't make Daqian decline, plus Xiao Yu..."

"Heh—" King Yun sneered, "It's difficult."

Chu Huaixiang thought about the little emperor, and nodded in agreement: "That's true."

"This trip was worth it. Only after seeing people with my own eyes can I know how to deal with them. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win all battles."

King Yun stood up and paced behind the table, "Originally I asked you to marry Xiao Yu just as a test. If you really married, you would just become my eyeliner in the big business. It doesn't matter if you don't marry." Lost, I will find a good marriage for you when I return to Yun Country in the future."

"As for Xiao Yu, I want to meet him in private."

Hearing this, Chu Huaixiang's expression changed, and he stood up: "Uncle Huang, Huaixiang doesn't want to marry, Huaixiang wants to stay with Uncle Huang and do things for him."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are a princess. If I want to have a lot of people at my disposal, how can I use you?"

King Yun turned to look at Chu Huaixiang, "You should live a life of rich clothes and good food."

"But those are not what Huaixiang wants. Huaixiang doesn't want to be trapped in the backyard, having children and doing nothing for the rest of her life."

Chu Huaixiang looked sad: "It was the emperor's uncle who brought Huaixiang out of the palace at the beginning. Huaixiang swore at that time that he would repay the emperor's uncle even if he was a cow and a horse in this life. The emperor is unwilling...does he also dislike Huaixiang's incompetence? ?”

King Yun raised his eyebrows and looked over: "Why do you dislike you? I picked you back then, not because of anything else, but because you fit my eyes, and what you saw in your eyes at that time moved me."

"Things in the eyes?"

Chu Huaixiang touched the corners of her eyes subconsciously.

"You were only seven years old at the time, your eyes were full of unwillingness, and you always looked at people with a kind of ruthlessness. At that time, I thought you were very similar to me when I was a child."

Referring to the past, King Yun's face softened, "Although I have been asking you to do things for me for so many years, I really treat you like a half-daughter. You don't need to underestimate yourself."

What King Yun said reached Chu Huaixiang's heart, and her eyes were flushed: "Uncle Emperor..."

"Forget it, if you don't want to marry, don't marry. I will find a way for the old emperor. He - he won't live long."

Chu Huaixiang paused her hand for wiping her tears, and was startled. Does the emperor mean that he is finally going to do something to the father?
"You don't have to go to the palace anymore these few days. You can stay at the post house with peace of mind. If you can't take it easy, you can go out for a stroll. After a few days, we should return to Yunguo."

"Ah? So fast?"

Chu Huaixiang was stunned: "We've only been here for a few days."

"It's been more than a month, how many days is it? It will take more than a month to return, and you won't be here for more than two months. I don't know what kind of demon your father is going to be. Go back earlier, and I don't worry. We are here this time." It was for the purpose of probing, and now the probing is about the same, it’s time to go back and plan carefully.”

"Huaixiang understands."

Chu Huaixiang waited for a while, and saw that King Yun had nothing to say, so he took the initiative to leave: "It's getting late, the emperor also drank a lot today, let's rest earlier, Huaixiang will leave."

"Ah."

King Yun waved his hands and stood in the shadows with his back to her.

Chu Huaixiang glanced at him, turned around and walked out lightly.

King Yun looked at the bookshelf in front of him, but his thoughts had drifted away. In fact, he had another purpose here, but it was inconvenient to tell others.

"I don't know if that person is still around. If so, I hope she will leave me a son and a half..."

He shook his hand, and a killing intent flashed in his eyes.

……

Early in the morning of the next day, Xiao Yu woke up slowly, before opening his eyes, he felt waves of warm breath coming from the side of his neck.

She froze for a moment, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the light golden tent, and the memory of last night slowly came back, oh, this is Junrong's bedroom.

Don't ask who the breath around him came from, it must be the little guy who acted like a baby and pretended to be pitiful.

No, not too young, both 11 years old.

She lay quietly without moving, and felt it carefully. Junrong was lying on her shoulders, with most of her body curled up beside her. The warm temperature was transmitted through the underwear, which made her feel inexplicably comfortable.

She exhaled, remembering the surprise she promised Junrong, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled Junrong's little head away, and put it on the soft pillow.

After she lifted the quilt and went to the ground, she saw that Jun Rong was still sleeping deeply, so she didn't plan to call him, the court rested today, if there is no early morning, just go to sleep.

Xiao Yu pulled up the slipped quilt, covered Junrong carefully, tucked the corners of the quilt, and made sure there would be no air leakage, then opened the curtain and went out to get dressed.

The gift she prepared for Jun Rong was placed in the sleeve pocket of her coat, she took it out and put it under the pillow, smiled and turned to go out, returning to her bedroom.

Seeing her coming back, Hongxiu hurriedly went up to meet her: "My lord."

Ning Zhao came out from behind the screen, "My lord is back, do you want to pass on the meal?"

Xiao Yu shook his head: "Don't pass on the food for now, wait until His Majesty wakes up, ask someone to carry water, I want to take a bath."

"Yes."

Ning Zhao went to give instructions, and Hongxiu went to the closet, "I will help you find clean clothes for the lord."

Xiao Yu nodded, sat down and poured a cup of tea to moisten his throat.

Little did they know that as soon as she left, Jun Rong woke up on the back.

The people around him disappeared, and the temperature in the bed dropped quickly. Jun Rong was also thinking about something, and he didn't sleep so deeply. When Xiao Yu left, he felt a little vaguely, and he woke up completely after lying down for a while.

"Ziyi?"

He rubbed his eyes and called out, but he didn't hear anyone answering. He reached out and touched the quilt next to him, and there was still a slight residual warmth. It should be that he had just left not long ago.

He hugged the quilt and sat up, looking at the room blankly. After one night, the incense in the room was almost burned, leaving a faint fragrance. I don't know what evening it is.

"Um……"

He pressed his forehead, but his head was still a little dizzy, as expected, he couldn't drink too much wine.

He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, when he put one foot on the footrest, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and lifted the pillow in a hurry, and sure enough there lay a thin black blade, the size of a palm, very thin, but It looks very sharp.

　Cough, when I count the chapters, I count from the newly written chapters, not from the updated chapters, so there may be more than ten chapters from the next volume, more than ten chapters.
　　
　
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