Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1031 Call my father, the emperor, and reward you with a beautiful country

"So urgent?" Su Jiu was surprised.

"There's no need to delay..." Xiao Tingchen didn't like to talk to her about the affairs of the court, so he turned his head and smiled and lit up, "I'll call my father to listen to me, it's very rewarding."

Ran Ran hugged his neck excitedly, but couldn't utter a complete sentence because he was still at the age of babbling.

Su Jiu glanced at the playful pair of father and son, and poured some tea, "Do you also dote on the princess under Huayueji's knees like this?"

"Sister jealous?" Xiao Tingchen took a seat with Ran Ran in one hand, took two sips of tea from the rim of the cup she just drank, and said with a smile, "Your teeth and cheeks are fragrant."

But he didn't know whether he was praising this cup of Junshan Yinzhen, or the bright red lipstick printed on the rim of the cup by the girl.

Ran Ran nestled in his arms very unobediently, waving his little hands and climbing onto his shoulders, not at all afraid of this cunning emperor, and even wrinkled his clothes.

Su Jiu watched for a moment, and Xue Chengcheng's words came to mind.

She wanted her to fight, fight for the position of queen, fight for the right to inherit.

She lowered her eyes, gently clenched the small white hand on the table, now she is dragging a frail body, she doesn't know how many days she will live in the future, if she dies suddenly...

Besides Xue Chengcheng in Chang'an City, who else can protect her burning?

There was some darkness in her eyes, and she suddenly mentioned it jokingly, "If Ran Ran calls your father, what should I reward him?"

"Heh." Xiao Tingchen smiled lowly, gently pinching the little guy's white and tender face with his slender fingertips, "He is still too young, the rewards of jewelry and gold are not needed for the time being, and the rewards of beauties are superfluous."

Reward the beauties...

Su Jiu almost spit out the tea.

"It's better to give him the city and territory. The capital of the southern border, the northern Liang grassland, the northwest Tianshan, and the southern Jinling, all rewarded to him." Xiao Tingchen picked up the little guy and looked at him, "If you call my father, the emperor, I will reward you with a beautiful country." The world of Kyushu, okay?"

Su Jiu was taken aback.

She stared at Xiao Tingchen, the man raised his thin lips, but his eyes were full of seriousness.

It's not like coaxing children, but a serious look between men.

She held onto the embroidered handkerchief tightly, Xiao Tingchen, he...

"I know what my sister is worried about." Xiao Tingchen waved for Bai Lu to come over, handed Ran Ran to her to take him down, then took Su Jiu's little hand, and interlocked her fingers seriously, "Are you afraid that no one will protect Ran Ran in the future?" I am afraid that your son will be bullied and wronged. But Su Xiaojiu, what do you think of me? I am the master of the world, and this country was laid down for you. After a hundred years, the throne will not belong to your son, but will return who?"

The soldiers outside the account are in chaos.

Su Jiu's ears were clear.

She stared at Xiao Tingchen, not wanting to miss the emotion in his eyes.

He rarely showed such a serious side, he really planned to give the throne to Ran Ran.

The girl's restless heart calmed down quietly. She looked down at the interlocking hands, and held the man's hand back seriously.

Wide and rough, but it made her feel at ease.

……

It's getting late.

The camp has tents dedicated to holding prisoners.

The candlelight was dim, and Nangong Nanai was sitting alone on the couch, hugging a thin blanket, disheveled and in a daze.

With her bloodstained fingertips lightly drawing on the mattress, she muttered softly, "How could this happen? How could I lose? Brother Huaijin is indeed a very powerful person. After all, I can't beat him... he It's the emperor, he should be the Sixth Court of the Three Palaces, but why does he only like Su Jiu? I wish he could take a second look at me, he should take a second look at me..."

Pei Qingcheng quietly appeared in the tent.

He stared at the almost crazy girl expressionlessly, "Nangong."

Nangong Nana didn't even raise her head.

"My king is going back to southern Xinjiang, what do you plan to do in the future?" Pei Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, and complex emotions were suppressed in his eyes.

After all, Nangong Nana was the woman he had slept with. After falling in love, killing each other and taking advantage of each other for so long, he still had some affection in his heart.

"What should I do?" Nangong Nana slowly raised her head, showing him a mischievous smile, "As long as I don't die, I haven't lost yet. Don't forget, I am the last blood of Xichan's royal family. Even if Xichan people hate This palace, this palace is still their king! And the king of a country should not be humiliated and imprisoned by other countries!"

Pei Qingcheng's expression was indifferent, "This king can take you back to Southern Border."

"I don't want to go to that kind of place!" Nangong Nana suddenly stood up angrily, "Pei Qingcheng, do you also think that Ben Gong lost?! You also think that Ben Gong lost to Su Jiu?! No, Ben Gong I didn’t lose! When the Empress was alive, she always said that winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. It’s nothing to deprive the queen and enter the cold palace. As long as I’m still alive, there will always be a day when I get up!”

Her eyes were surprisingly bright in the dark night.

Pei Qingcheng looked at her condescendingly.

It is a good thing to be lonely and brave, but if it is used in the wrong place, it is more terrible than cowardice.

After an unknown amount of time, he stretched out his palm and slowly placed it on her head.

He said seriously, "Then, goodbye, Nangong."

The candlelight trembled, and his figure disappeared in place.

Nangong Nanai stood alone in the tent, with her eyes half downcast, and the bloody aura that was unique to that man still lingered on the tip of her nose.

In the past, I always hated it, but tonight I smell it, but I like it inexplicably.

She raised her hand and pressed her heart.

Pei Qingcheng is a cruel and cruel man, he pays attention to repaying kindness and revenge, if she cuts off his arm, he will cut off her arm too, and he will not be tolerant just because he is tempted by her.

Although I hate his inhumanity, but...

During those lonely days in the deep palace, he was always by his side.

Those lingering long nights, those bickering dusks, those little details of getting together to discuss how to deal with Xiao Tingchen and Su Jiu...

She is lonely, and he is also lonely...

Nangong Nana squatted down slowly.

She buried her head in the crook of her arms, her red lips curled up in a mocking arc in the darkness.

From now on, the ends of the earth, they will all be more lonely, right?
But she didn't regret her choice tonight.

What Nangong Nana wanted hadn't changed since she was a child.

……

Frost dyes the forest, and a first-quarter moon hangs high in the sky.

The embroidered shoes stepped on the thin fallen leaves, and Su Jiu appeared in front of a large tent wearing a carmine cloak.

The imperial guards guarding outside the tent respectfully opened the curtain, "The emperor ordered that Mr. Hou will leave before this hour, so I have two quarters of an hour to catch up on the old days."

Su Jiu nodded slightly, and stepped into the tent.

The furnishings in the tent are simple, with only one couch and one table.

There are several dishes of wine and food on the table, probably for practice.

The lamp was luxuriant, Xie Rongjing was wearing a simple cloth, and was sitting at the table reading a book.

But ordinary clothes can't hide his brilliance like a spring dawn. His profile is handsome and seductive in the firelight, his drooping eyelashes are long and slightly curly, and his outline reveals the coolness of a boy, but his demeanor has the courage of a man. He is The noble son who is favored by the noble daughters of the aristocratic families in Chang'an City.

(End of this chapter)