Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 1735 Prelude to Death
"A good boy is one who knows his mistakes and corrects them." Rong Yan looked at the third prince's hair shining brightly under the scorching sun, and stretched out his hands to rub it.

This hair is of very good quality, as if it has been washed and rejoiced.

The third prince's face suddenly turned red.

Master actually, actually touched me, touched me!
The master must have accepted me!
……

And here

Jun Linjiu rested in his room last night and suppressed the toxin, and he was not much better until this morning.

He took a shower, and hurried over to the smoking room even though he didn't have time for breakfast.

I thought she was sleeping late, but when I came over, I couldn't see her.

From the mouth of the maid, Jun Linjiu knew that Rong Yan and Concubine Feng had gone out to roast sweet potatoes early in the morning!
and!

Ana Youwei is here too!

King's Landing Nine immediately asked people to watch the movement over there.

However, Yingyi reported to him every move over there.

Why does Rong Yan boast that Ana is promising and looks pleasing to the eye.

Ah.She actually praised other men for being good-looking?
King's Landing Nine gritted their teeth.

Ying Yi also said that Ana Youwei even roasted sweet potatoes for Rong Yan himself.

A sneer overflowed from the corner of Jun Linjiu's mouth: "I will too! I bake better than him!"

Ying Yi went on to say that Ana Youwei had a long discussion with Rong Yan, and even touched his head when he left.

"Ah."

Jun Linjiu's complexion can no longer be described as dark, it is simply the scene of a disaster!

When the emperor was jealous, Su Gonggong's words suddenly sounded outside.

"Empress, you are back, Your Majesty is waiting for you inside."

Rong Yan didn't know that danger was waiting for her.

She saw Eunuch Su standing outside, shivering with cold and his face was white, so she took out the sweet potato from her sleeve and gave it to him.

Eunuch Su was so moved that he burst into tears, and thanked him again and again.

"Thank you Queen for the sweet potatoes!"

Jun Linjiu sneered.

Well now, even a eunuch has more status than me!
The door was pushed open, and Rong Yan's delicate and beautiful face appeared in the room.

"When did the emperor come?"

"Oh! You don't want to see me?" Jun Linjiu gritted his teeth and asked.

"What is the emperor thinking? The concubine just thinks that the emperor is very busy."

Rong Yan looked at the gloomy emperor, not knowing why.

What is this tyrant doing?
Rong Yan didn't want to touch his brow, so she went to play with Ba Ye.

"I thought you were reluctant to come back!" Jun Linjiu gritted his teeth and snorted.

Rong Yan understood it as soon as he heard it.

The tyrant found out that she was roasting sweet potatoes with the third prince outside, and then became jealous again and again!

"The concubine baked sweet potatoes with Concubine Feng and the third prince. Look, the concubine brought one for the emperor. Can the concubine feed the emperor?"

Rong Yan stepped forward, intending to coax the tyrant.

She tore open the skin of the sweet potato, intending to feed the tyrant.

But Jun Linjiu kept a straight face: "I won't eat it!"

I don't want to eat my rival's food!
"Forget it if you don't eat, the concubine eats by herself!"

Rong Yan regretted currying favor with the tyrant.

A perverted tyrant is more suitable for dying alone!
She stuffed the orange-yellow sweet potato into her mouth, but was knocked out before she could eat it.

Jun Linjiu bumped her wrist with his elbow, and the sweet potato fell and rolled around on the ground.

"I didn't mean to."

Jun Linjiu snorted, "I will bake one to accompany you!"

Just by looking at Zhenlu's hands, stupid people will know who bakes delicious food.

With an arrogant face, he asked someone to prepare fresh roasted sweet potatoes and serve them over a charcoal fire.

Eunuch Su quickly got people ready.

But Jun Linjiu appointed: "Little Suzi, you come to light the fire."

The charcoal fire is very smoky, if you don't have any skills, you will definitely be smothered.

Eunuch Su is unskilled, and after giving birth for a long time, he couldn't make a fire, so he was so smoked that his face was black and he choked to the point of tears.

Look, His Majesty is angry again!

If His Majesty is angry, our family will suffer!

Eunuch Su squeezed tears of sympathy for himself, and managed to light a fire.

Then Jun Linjiu let him roll down.

With his slender white hands that had never worked before, he picked up a sweet potato and threw it into the charcoal fire.

He himself was suffocated for a while, but he forcibly calmed down.

I am the emperor, this kind of thing is a piece of cake!
Rong Yan didn't know why the tyrant had to roast the sweet potatoes himself because of the fit, and she was worried about him, always feeling that he was unreliable.

"Your majesty, do you really know how to roast sweet potatoes? This charcoal fire is so big, the sweet potatoes will be mushy if you don't turn them over!"

Jun Linjiu fumbled through the sweet potatoes with tweezers, and said of course, "Of course I will!"

Rong Yan doesn't bother to talk to him anymore, just follow him.

King's Landing Nine was in a hurry for a while, and finally baked a sweet potato.

He took out the sweet potato and was about to peel it before it cooled down. His fingertips were burned red, so he quickly stretched out his hand and pinched his ear.

Why did Rong Yan suddenly feel that such a tyrant is inexplicably cute?

Live up to Rong Yan's expectations, this baked sweet potato is mushy!It's pitch black outside!

Jun Linjiu coughed lightly, not sure if she was comforting herself or her: "It's the first time I baked sweet potatoes, so it's natural that I can't control the heat, and it's only burnt on the outside, the inside must be better than that baked by the third prince." !"

He peeled off the skin of the sweet potato, and removed a layer of black burnt, but there was a layer of orange-yellow flesh.

"Look, I just said, I am so powerful, how could I be stumped by this thing."

In fact, Rong Yan was already full and didn't really want to eat.

Jun Linjiu did not fail to give her a chance to refuse, and said coldly: "If you don't eat, I will feed you with my mouth!"

Rong Yan opened her mouth and took a bite, said: "The emperor roasted it very well...Kacha..."

A crisp sound.

She looked down and saw that more than half of the sweet potatoes were uncooked, they were still raw!
Only slightly cooked on the outside.

Jun Linjiu's handsome face was a little unnatural, and he put his hand on his lips and said awkwardly: "I'll go bake it again."

"No need for the emperor! The emperor bakes it, even if it is raw, it is delicious!"

"So delicious? Compared to Ana Youwei's baked ones?" Jun Linjiu asked arrogantly.

"Of course the emperor's roast is the best!"

Rong Yan disagreed, quickly swallowed the sweet potato three or two times, and then burped several times, saying that he was thirsty, so that the tyrant would not have to roast the sweet potato again.

Although Jun Linjiu was in a bad mood, the stupid thing ate his one after eating two other people's sweet potatoes.

Fortunately, the words are beautiful.

He willingly poured a cup of tea for Rong Yan to drink.

Then those phoenix eyes stared at Rong Yan, as if they regarded her as prey.

Rong Yan was terrified all over, and hurriedly suggested.

"Your Majesty, let's go for a walk to digest food."

"You don't need to go out, I have a good way to digest food."

Jun Linjiu's voice was hoarse, her phoenix eyes moved with emotion, and with a wave of her palm, Eunuch Su quickly closed the door and led the palace servants out.

Rong Yan was terrified, feeling like a little sheep about to fall into the mouth of wolves, pitiful and helpless.

"You touch my head."

Jun Linjiu walked towards her expressionlessly, and leaned his head closer.

Rong Yan: "??" The tyrant is full and has nothing to do?

Seeing that the tyrant was about to get angry again, she reached out her hand and touched it perfunctorily, and said, "Your Majesty, be good."

As a result, the tyrant came up with a sentence.

　Tomorrow the tyrant dies.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)