The queen is also a big boss today

Chapter 445
"Husband, I'm hungry." Di Beiyao looked at Jun Wuji, and said aggrievedly, there was nothing he could do. After venting the depression in his heart, the hunger in his stomach swept over.

Jun Wuji raised his eyebrows amusedly, and beckoned to the outside world, with great satisfaction, and soon brought a group of maids to serve delicious meals.

Di Beiyao happily ate a piece of squirrel mandarin fish, and suddenly felt something flashed in his mind,
But soon, the hibiscus shrimp that Jun Wuji had peeled and handed over caught his thoughts, so he stopped being entangled and concentrated on eating.

Having satisfied his appetite, Di Beiyao only felt that his life was complete. After drinking a sip of tea, he wanted to get up and go to the imperial study to review the memorial.

As soon as he got up, his hand was held by Jun Wuji who was sitting beside him. Di Beiyao didn't understand, so he turned around, and saw that fellow nodded his thin lips,
Di Beiyao raised his forehead, what's the matter, this is, day by day, actually fixing these sticky things, I think so,

The body still leaned forward very honestly, and smacked on the clear and thin lips. When he was about to leave,

But being held by the man's big palm, a long and deep kiss was inevitable, and then he let Di Beiyao leave with satisfaction.

When Di Beiyao was biting his slightly swollen lips and reviewing the memorial, a forgotten memory came to mind,
"Crack!" The Langhao brush in her hand snapped off, and she gritted her teeth on her beautiful little face. She said that she seemed to have forgotten something,
Feelings, she forgot about Jun Wuji's man bewitching her last night, and she was still arguing with Jun Wuji!It's arguing! !

How could she forget about this, just kissed Jun Wuji so obediently!

That guy is fine too, just like a normal person, just wait for her, she will definitely let him sleep on the soft couch tonight, no, sleep on the side of the hall!
And here...

Jun Wuji probably knew Di Beiyao well, knowing that this little guy had forgotten it for a while, if he remembered,
Surely he would still get into trouble with himself, he shook his head helplessly, resigned himself to his fate, and began to think about how to stage a bitter trick at night.

"Your Majesty, a letter from the Prime Minister." Duo Ming held a letter in his hand and presented it to Jun Wuji respectfully.

Jun Wuji opened it and took a look, the expression on the face of the gods did not change, Chu Ziyu's ability to handle affairs has always been beyond doubt,
Duoming looked hesitant, Jun Wuji's silver eyes glanced coldly at Duoming, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Duo Ming only felt the inexplicable coercion around him, swallowed his saliva, and quickly said what was in his mouth truthfully,

"Your Majesty, Princess Yuelan has been making a lot of noise recently, do you see?"

Although it has been found out that the child in Princess Yuelan's womb is not the king's, but in the end the king still sees it for the sake of the former queen and her family.

Let the princess conceive in Lanyue Pavilion, but the princess keeps muttering that the baby in her arms belongs to the king, even if the evidence is in front of her eyes,
Just steadfastly refusing to admit it, and making the Lanyue Pavilion into a mess over and over again, thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a headache.

The aura around Jun Wuji turned cold for a moment, and the brows and eyes of the god's face were covered with a thin layer of frost.

The depths of his silver eyes were as cold as ice, and the uncles and his family were implicated by him, only sister was left, and he couldn't treat others like he did in terms of emotion and reason.

"Just let the princess feel at ease to raise the fetus and give birth to the child, and ignore the rest." Jun Wuji said in a low voice.

He took his life and took his life, but Yuelan squeezed a cold sweat in his heart. If it was someone else who was so dominant, according to the king's temperament, I'm afraid he would have got rid of it long ago and soon.

(End of this chapter)