The princess is coquettish and coquettish, conquering the emperor's master

Chapter 110 Rewarding the minister with a title

"I'm not tired."

"Uh……"

Meng Qing thought for a while, then pulled him to sit on the dragon chair, and moved his buttocks along with the memorial.

Xiao Yan stood up, "Your Majesty, this is not in compliance with the rules."

What's wrong with this?Didn't he really want to sit in this position in his last life?Now let him sit, but he is not willing to sit?
She said: "It's nothing against the rules, you are here to criticize the memorial, and I will rest on your body."

Xiao Yan didn't understand, "The emperor is tired and went to rest on the dragon couch."

She acted weakly, "No! I want to rely on your emperor teacher..."

The man let out a long sigh, and let her shamelessly push him on the dragon chair, while she hugged her arms and leaned against him to sleep lightly.

He flipped through the memorial, moving slowly, for fear of waking her up.

Meng Qing is so like a docile kitten, but she can't help but feel the softness of the girl in her arms, and she doesn't live up to her expectations...

There was no one to disturb Xinuange, it was very quiet.

But Meng Qing had a long dream...

in a dream.

She is working with Yan You and Jiang Aimi to assassinate Xiao Yan to regain the imperial power, but no matter how she stops, she cannot escape the fate of Xiao Yan being assassinated.

When Xiao Yan learned that she sent them, he chopped off the heads of Yan You and Jiang Ai and hung them at the gate of the palace...

At that time, his eyes were sinister and ruthless, even showing a strong hatred.

Thinking about it, he should be the most saddened to kill Her Royal Highness the Princess for so long because of his power.

The screen can be turned around.

She saw herself sitting on the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall, watching Xiao Yan leading troops to force the palace, she was afraid in her heart, but she couldn't stop her, so she could only watch herself commit suicide and die.

But Xiao Yan seemed to shed a tear...

Meng Qing was curious, why was he crying?

As the victor, he should have been happy the moment he saw the empress died.

She doesn't understand.

I saw Lingyu questioning Xiao Yan when she died on the dragon chair, "Sir, you should be satisfied now..."

Xiao Yan's face was gloomy and cold, his thin lips formed a straight line, and he remained silent.

"You have taken her rights all these years and put her in a cage like a canary bird, but you don't know what she wants most. You pushed her into the abyss step by step, and finally died."

"She... reaped the consequences."

"Yes, she is reaping the consequences of herself. Don't you, my lord, also reap the consequences of your own misfortune? The servants have been with you since childhood, knowing that the empress is eccentric, so they sent you to Tingzhou, and saw that you had a good time in Tingzhou Happiness, I deprived it with my own hands. She is cold-hearted, but the servant always thought that you always have a hot heart, but I didn't expect that you are even more ruthless than her!"

"You have never been loved, so you have to destroy her with your own hands? It shouldn't be like this...she shouldn't end up like this..."

The more Lingyu talked, the more crazy she became, and she saw her tears dripping down on Meng Qing's cheeks, but the phantom Meng Qing felt her face was wet...

Xiao Yan clenched the Buddha beads tightly, his veins bulging.

He raised his hand and looked down, but the red sandalwood beads in his palm were like memories, one by one playing the smile of the girl when she first gave her beads.

At this moment, he regretted...

He regretted being forced into the palace, regretted not taking the initiative, not imprisoning her severely by his side.

If only I could do it again...

Afterwards, this scene passed by like flowing water through a mirror.

Meng Qing was always raving.

"Don't...don't...don't kill me..."

She shook his arm, and beads of sweat appeared on her snow-white forehead.

Xiao Yan stopped writing and lowered his head, "Your Majesty?"

Suddenly, Meng Qing woke up with a start, and sat up straight like a carp.

She saw Xiao Yan sitting next to her, correcting the memorial for her, and did not intend to kill her with a sword, so she suppressed her inner emotions.

Xiao Yan's eyes dimmed, "Who wants to kill you?"

She didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and shook her head, "I had a nightmare, in the dream someone was chasing me..."

After hearing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel sorry for her from being overworked recently, so he put down the Concubine Xiang brush and brushed her messy temple hair.

"Don't be afraid, I'm with you."

Meng Qing secretly slandered her, because she was afraid because you were by her side.

"Um……"

There was a trace of quiet orchid fragrance wafting from the girl's body, which was inhaled by him.

For some reason, every time he got close to her, he couldn't help but want to do those things. If it wasn't for his strong willpower, he would definitely be unable to control it.

Meng Qing seemed to have thought of something, and said, "It's so late, aren't you going back to your residence?"

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, slowly approached Meng Qing's ear, and said softly: "Accompany you."

She suddenly felt numb around her ears, and her young white neck only felt chilly.

It is cold and cool in winter, and charcoal fires are burning in the hall, and the crackling sound is especially loud in the quiet night.

She said angrily: "You are so strange, you and I are nothing, always staying in my bedroom, aren't you afraid of criticism from others?"

Meng Qing felt that she deserved to be a little emperor and had no right!As a courtier, he can come and leave whenever he wants, which is too much!
She only felt that the earlobe was suddenly wet, and she realized that he actually had her...earlobe in his mouth.

Meng Qing curled up her tongue, "You..."

"Your Majesty, if you feel that you have no name and no title, why not reward your minister with a title."

The girl's body froze.

"What did you say?"

"Reward the minister with a title."

"..."

Did she hear it right?
Xiao Yan asked her for a name?

What title does he want?The way she married him... or the way she married him...

Seeing that Meng Qing didn't say anything, he gently teased the sweet earlobe with the wet tip of his tongue.

Meng Qing's whole body was numb.

"you……"

She was so ashamed that she couldn't speak, and her little hand rested on his chest, unable to resist.

"Speak well and do this kind of thing every now and then, aren't you ashamed?"

He stopped, and stared at her with a pair of piercing Ruifeng eyes, "What's the shame?"

She was speechless.

Meng Qing admits that Xiao Yan is even more shameless than her, it's really...

He said: "Why, the emperor is unwilling to give titles to ministers?"

"What name does not have a name?"

Seeing her pretending to be stupid, he couldn't take it anymore, so he simply bit her pink cheek.

"Hiss—are you a dog?"

Meng Qing touched her cheek subconsciously.

Be darling, don't be disrespectful, you have to go to court tomorrow morning, if those veterans see it...

Where is her imperial face?
Meng Qing pouted her lips, "Have you bathed yet?"

"No."

The warm and lingering breath sprayed on her face.

"I asked Lingyu to prepare a bath for them, you go and wash first."

"So impatient?"

"Why can't you wait! Xiao Yan, figure it out, I'm the emperor! After you take a bath, go back to Luoyunxuan before you! It's an honor for you to let you take a bath here!"

"Oh... an honor."

With a low voice, he said again, "The one that washes together?"

"roll!"

Xiao Yan seemed to be enlightened by his seven emotions now, driving at every turn, which made Meng Qing's cheeks blush every time.

(End of this chapter)