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Chapter 13 Crazy criticism of the heirless tyrant vs. the delicate and soft little eunuch (13)

Jiang Li, who was about to study ink, raised her head: "I know you."

"Read the contents of the brochure for me."

Song Chengyin leaned on the back of the chair again, staring at the small lump kneeling on the ground.

Jiang Li lowered her head in fear: "I don't dare!"

Letting her, a young eunuch, read the secrets in the memorial, wouldn't this risk her life? !

What if Wrinkled Shang really has a secret and the tyrant kills her to silence her? ?

Song Chengyin looked at her without changing his expression: "You dare to disobey the imperial edict, what else do you dare not do?"

Jiang Li: "..."

Which pot should not be opened and lifted?
  She shouldn't have pitied the Dog Emperor last night!

Before Jiang Li could speak, Song Chengyin continued: "I asked you to read it. If anything happens, I will take care of it for you."

Jiang Li shrank her neck angrily: "Then, did the slave read it? Your Majesty, don't worry, the slave has developed the ability to forget everything at a glance since he was a child. I guarantee that he will forget it after he reads it!"

Song Chengyin chuckled, and the gloom between his brows completely dissipated.

What an interesting little eunuch.

[Congratulations to the host, the male protagonist’s favorability +3, and the current favorability value is 23%! 】

Jiang Li's eyes lit up and she calmly picked up the memorial on the jade case.

Jiang Li had Song Chengyin's permission to read the memorial, but Eunuch Mao and others did not have the guts to pry into the contents of the memorial.

"The slave retire."

Eunuch Mao and others bowed towards Song Chengyin who was sitting on the dragon chair, and then quickly evacuated from the imperial study room with their heads lowered.

After everyone had withdrawn, only Jiang Li and Song Chengyin were left in the huge imperial study.

Jiang Li picked up the top memorial and quietly looked up at Song Chengyin in front of her.

"Your Majesty, has this servant read it?"

"Ah."

Song Chengyin rested his arm on the armrest and held his temple with one hand.

Jiang Li cleared her throat and started reading seriously.

The moment those contents that gave him a headache were read out of her mouth, Song Chengyin actually said the word "pleasant".

He held his head with one hand and looked down at Jiang Li who was kneeling in front of the jade case.

At this time, Jiang Li was lowering her eyes, reading the contents of the memorial seriously, her crow-feather-like eyelashes drooping, forming a faint shadow under her eyes.

Those seductive pink lips opened and closed, attracting all Song Chengyin's attention.

Song Chengyin's throat slid down, and a strange feeling rose in his heart again.

The evil thoughts took over his mind uncontrollably, making him unable to listen to any words anymore.

After reading half a stick of incense without stopping, Jiang Li's mouth gradually became dry.

She licked the dry corners of her mouth, but she didn't know that this action was all reflected in Song Chengyin's eyes. Her subconscious actions were full of temptation and bewitching in Song Chengyin's eyes.

Song Chengyin slowly leaned forward, approaching Jiang Li little by little.

At this moment, Jiang Li, who had his head lowered, suddenly raised his head. The two of them were taller and lower, but they were only a short distance apart.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Jiang Li looked at him doubtfully.

When Song Chengyin came back to his senses, he suddenly felt like he had been caught.

Pretending to be calm, he stretched out his hand towards Jiang Li: "Give me the gift."

"Oh."

Jiang Li presented the memorial with both hands. When Song Chengyin went to receive the memorial, his fingertips accidentally touched her hand hidden under the memorial, and their fingertips suddenly became hot.

Jiang Li didn't care, and took back her hand after Song Chengyin took over the memorial.

A flash of uneasiness flashed across Song Chengyin's face quickly, and he said in a deep voice: "Go and sort out the files at the back."

"Yes."

Jiang Li obediently got up from the ground and walked towards the file behind the screen.

Waiting for Jiang Li's breath to disappear from under his eyes, Song Chengyin, who pretended to be calm, let out a long sigh of relief.

Damn!

what happened to him?
  How could he be provoked to evil thoughts by a eunuch one after another?
  Song Chengyin forced himself to read the memorial and abandon the messy evil thoughts in his mind. However, the memorial was so close that he could not read a single word. All he could think about was the scene where Jiang Li licked the corner of her mouth just now.

Snapped--

Song Chengyin threw the memorial on the table irritably, picked up the tea in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, calming down the evil fire in his heart.

In order to concentrate, he picked up the langhao as usual and planned to practice calligraphy on rice paper.

But the moment the wolf hair fell on the rice paper, he unconsciously sketched on it. It didn't look like he was writing.

After half a stick of incense, Song Chengyin's heart finally calmed down. At this time, he stopped what he was doing, and a painting suddenly appeared on the rice paper under his hand.

And the person in the painting is Jiang Li who just lowered his head to read the memorial.

Song Chengyin's fingertips fell on Jiang Li's lowered eyes, then slowly slid down, passing over her small and delicate nose, and finally landed on her lips.

Stroking back and forth.

pat-

There was a slight noise behind him. Song Chengyin guiltily covered the portrait with a fold, then got up and walked behind the screen.

Jiang Li, who was sorting out the book, sat in front of the desk and took a nap, her head was pounding little by little, which looked very pleasant.

Seeing this, Song Chengyin had a smile on his lips that he didn't even notice.

He walked lightly and came to Jiang Li, instantly enveloping her petite figure.

Jiang Li was still napping and didn't seem to notice his arrival.

Song Chengyin shook his head helplessly, and finally leaned directly in front of Jiang Li, holding her forehead with his big palm just as her head was about to hit the desk.

Jiang Li subconsciously rubbed his warm palm. This move was undoubtedly playing with fire.

Song Chengyin's eyes darkened, and he held Jiang Li's forehead and lifted her head up.

Jiang Li opened her eyes drowsily, and what she saw was Song Chengyin's enlarged monster face.

I'm a big trough!
  Jiang Li was startled and hurriedly threw her body to the ground.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Song Chengyin straightened up and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at her.

"Get up."

"Slave, this slave will continue to sort out the files!"

Jiang Li hurriedly came to the desk and continued to sort out the files. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Song Chengyin again.

Song Chengyin quietly twisted the fingers hanging behind his back. It was the same finger that was holding Jiang Li's forehead just now.

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The next day, the east was slightly bright.

Jiang Li woke up early and went to Yueyang Lake holding a white porcelain jar.

She had already exchanged the tranquilizing potion and put it in the tea to free Song Chengyin from the nightmare, but this was not the result Jiang Li wanted.

So Jiang Li got up early early to come to Yueyang Lake, planning to collect morning dew on taro leaves and make tea for Song Chengyin, and then secretly add the soothing potion to the tea.

When Song Chengyin can sleep peacefully at night, the credit will surely fall on the morning dew she specially collected.

Will the good feelings be worth it by then? ?
  Jiang Li thought happily, bent down to the taro leaves and began to collect the morning dew on the leaves.

By the time she had collected the jars, it was already time for the next morning.

Jiang Li capped the jar, then carried the jar and rushed towards the royal study.

Halfway through, the weather was not good, and suddenly there was a muffled thunder, and then it began to rain lightly. Jiang Li hugged the jar tightly in her arms and walked quickly to the imperial study room.

the other side.

After the morning court, the father-in-laws hurriedly held up the imperial dragon umbrella for Song Chengyin and followed him to the imperial study room.

While walking on the palace road to the imperial study, Song Chengyin saw a familiar figure in the distance, and he paused to wait.

When the figure approached, everyone realized that it was none other than Jiang Li who had come from Yueyang Lake.

"See Your Majesty!"

Jiang Li hurriedly saluted Song Chengyin.

Song Chengyin frowned when he saw her getting wet.

"Come under my umbrella."

(End of this chapter)