The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 65
Wan Xue came down from the corridor, walked to Xiao Yu's side and bowed, "His Highness Eighth has been practicing calligraphy outside, and he has been practicing all afternoon. The servant saw that the tea was empty, so I changed it for him."

Xiao Yu raised his brows slowly: "Practiced all afternoon again? When did you start practicing?"

She asked as she walked forward, Tsing Yi and Wan Xue followed, and Wan Xue said softly: "I have been practicing since the morning, and I rested for an hour in the middle, and started practicing again after eating, and the servants did not listen to persuasion."

As she spoke, she shook her head: "It's a good thing that His Highness Eight is working so hard, but the servants are afraid that he will not be able to take it because of his excessive hard work."

Xiao Yu pursed his lips and did not speak. When he pushed the door and entered, Jun Rong was sitting on the couch, frowning and thinking about the booklet, muttering in a low voice. He didn't take it seriously when the door opened, thinking that some slaves had come back.

Without raising his head, he said: "It's good to put the things aside, I'll go get them later, go down, and call me when the son comes back."

Xiao Yu laughed suddenly when she heard this, she approached Jun Rong quietly, looked down at him, Jun Rong frowned when she saw that she was blocked from the light, and finally raised her head, "What—— Shi Zi?!"

He looked at Xiao Yu standing against the light in surprise, blinked, didn't he have hallucinations?

He couldn't hide his emotions in front of Xiao Yu, his thoughts were written all over his face, and Xiao Yu could tell what was going on in his little head at a glance.

"Your Highness is very serious about learning, but you didn't listen to a word of my words, right?"

Xiao Yu looked at Jun Rong with a smile, Jun Rong pursed his lips silently, quietly raised his head to look at Xiao Yu, then looked at the booklet of literacy, quickly closed the booklet, pushed the little table aside, stretched out his hand and patted himself At the side beside him, he whispered, "Sit, Prince."

No matter how the voice sounds, how guilty.

Xiao Yu took advantage of the situation and sat down, glanced at the little girl over there, Jun Rong moved forward to block the little girl, looked at Xiao Yu eagerly, and realized that her face was a little red, and she still had a smell of wine.

He hesitated and asked, "Did the prince drink alcohol?"

Xiao Yu nodded, untied the cloak on his body, and threw it aside casually. After putting down the teacup, Wan Xue went forward and took Xiao Yu's cloak, and hung it on the hanger beside him, "Drinking alcohol hurts the spirit, and this servant is going to make a bowl for the prince. Hangover soup?"

The earth dragon was burning in the room, and the alcohol was urging it up. Xiao Yu was sleepy and hot, so he unbuttoned his neck with one hand. Hearing Ban Xue's words, he glanced at her casually, through the hazy alcohol smell, There was an extraordinary beauty, as if she had a hook on it, and Wan Xue's face suddenly became hot when she saw it, and she couldn't look away in a daze.

Xiao Yu seemed to be identifying who she was, and waved his hand after a while: "Go."

But Wan Xue didn't move immediately, she pursed her lower lip, boldly stepped forward, and asked softly, "Is your son sleepy? Can I help you to rest, please?"

Jun Rong's eyes widened slightly, and a trace of inexplicable displeasure flashed through his heart. Seeing that the hand holding Xue was about to fall on Xiao Yu's arm, he coughed lightly, attracting the two people's attention. Looking over with four eyes, Jun Rong His heart tightened, and then he pretended to be nonchalant and said to Wan Xue: "You go to the kitchen to prepare hangover soup, and I will watch over here, Shizi."

"Your Highness, can you do it yourself? The servant——"

"Go!"

It was the first time that Junrong scolded the servant in such a tone, Wan Xue was startled, withdrew her hand, looked at Xiao Yu reluctantly, bowed and said: "Yes, the servant will leave."

As soon as the irrelevant person left, Jun Rong exhaled slightly, he was still a little nervous just now.

He raised his head, met Xiao Yu's playful eyes inadvertently, and suddenly his eyes fluttered in embarrassment.

Xiao Yu leaned on the couch, looked at Junrong with one hand propped on his head, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Your Highness just now has a lot of momentum, keep it up... Huh—"

Xiao Yu yawned, teardrops overflowed from the corners of her eyes, Jun Rong saw that her cheeks were slightly red, she might be really drunk, so she escaped in secret.

If Shizi is sober, he will definitely have to ask about his disobedience. He is drunk and confused at the moment, so just fool around!
Jun Rong calmed down a bit, remembering that he still had something to give to Xiao Yu, he hurriedly turned his head and took out the tea heart rice cake balls he was covering.

He opened the oil paper bag, tied a ball with a bamboo stick and handed it to Xiao Yu's lips, and called softly, "Your Majesty?"

Xiao Yu looked up at him confusedly: "Hmm?"

Jun Rong smiled: "Ah——"

Xiao Yu was puzzled: "Huh?"

Jun Rong smiled even wider, "Yeah." Taking advantage of the situation, he stuffed the ball into her mouth.

Xiao Yu was blocked upright, a little dazed, staring at Jun Rong in a daze, Xiao Yu at this moment was quite different from usual, not only not cold, but also a little dazed, looking easy to talk.

Jun Rong looked at her expectantly: "Is it delicious? I'm afraid you haven't eaten it yet, so I left so much for you, and it's still warm."

Xiao Yu started to chew slowly, the sweetness of the snack overflowed from her lips and tongue, she nodded: "Well, it's delicious."

She glanced at the remaining meatballs in Jun Rong's hand, and shook her head: "I've eaten them, these are specially bought for you, you can eat them, I'm a little sleepy, let's take a nap for a while, you also rest, it's right to study hard, But also pay attention to the balance between work and rest, your body..."

Xiao Yu's voice became lower and lower, and almost only his lips were moving at the back, but no sound came out.

Jun Rong saw that her hand that supported her head slipped, and she was about to fall on the soft couch, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it, and Xiao Yu's chin was knocked on the palm of his hand.

Jun Rong was slightly taken aback, felt the touch of the palm of his hand, and whispered: "The son's face is so small..."

He hadn't really noticed it before.

Seeing that Xiao Yu's eyes were closed and her long eyelashes drooped, he must have fallen into a deep sleep, so he touched her chin carefully, quickly withdrew his hand, and supported Xiao Yu to lie down on the soft couch.

Afraid that Xiao Yu's legs would not be able to stretch, he put on his shoes and moved the small table to the ground, took out a thin blanket, and covered Xiao Yu carefully.

When tucking the quilt for Xiao Yu, Jun Rong looked down at her harmless appearance, before he had time to think, someone knocked on the door suddenly, he suddenly came back to his senses, moved away from the soft couch, collected himself, "Come in."

Wan Xue came in with hangover soup, and saw Jun Rong standing in the middle of the room, she was a little puzzled, but she didn't ask, she looked past Jun Rong and landed on Xiao Yu.

Seeing that she was still staring at Xiao Yu, Jun Rong felt more and more upset, and his face became lighter, "Let's put the hangover soup on the table, and we'll talk about it later when the prince wakes up."

Wan Xue hesitated: "But the effect won't be good if it's cold."

Jun Rong thought about it, stepped forward and called softly: "Your Majesty?"

Xiao Yu frowned.

Jun Rong called again: "Xiao Yu?"

This time Xiao Yu opened her eyes, she frowned and looked at Jun Rong, "What's wrong?"

Jun Rong took the hangover soup from Wan Xue and handed it to her: "Drink the hangover soup before going to bed, so as not to have a headache later."

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