The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!

Zhao Ze, through the slight intoxication, couldn't help but reach out and touch the cheek of the little emperor, staring for a long time, only to pull the quilt and help the other party to cover it.

When I walked out of the dormitory, a cool breeze came and Zhao Ze suddenly woke up. Realizing what he had just done, his fingertips trembled a little, and he couldn't help but touch his lips. It seemed that there was still a soft touch.

He should have feared and repented of this kind of crime. In fact, the heart is uncontrollable.

The little **** who was outside the temple was squatting at the moment and asked if he would stay.

When the emperor and the courtiers discussed the matter, they often had a discussion until late at night, and the palace therefore had a room for the minister to stay.

Zhao Ze turned and looked at the palace, but shook his head and said, "No need."

When he was in the army, he often thought about coming back. At that time, I always felt that as long as I could stay with the little emperor, it would be enough to see one side every day. But when he really saw each other, he found that he was not satisfied at all, and he could not control more.

He raised his hand and covered his eyes, and he sighed deeply. Sometimes he couldn't help but think. If he didn't read the books when he was a teenager, he wouldn't learn the rituals and lectures. If there is no moral justice in the heart, when the little emperor liked him, maybe... he agreed.

Back in the Fuzhong, Zhao Ze was lying on the bed and turned to the side, almost never sleep.

The next morning, he stood in a relatively front position, and he could clearly see that the lips of the little emperor were much more rosy than usual. He bowed his head with some guilty conscience and did not say a word in the whole process.

The group of officials met, and thought that he was deliberately avoiding the limelight and wanted to dispel the suspicion of the emperor.

I didn’t notice the abnormality in my lips because of the hangover. When I woke up in the morning, his attention was on the headache.

After the early morning, he announced Zhao Ze’s deliberation. Actually, he was looking for someone to help with the approval.

Zhao Ze is now a librarian in the middle of the book, which is equivalent to the deputy prime minister. The intention to arrange him in this position is already very obvious. Zhao Ze was originally a civil servant. Even if he led the army, he still had a civilian post. Plus, he made a great contribution this time, and he couldn’t help but hurry.

However, Zhao Ze’s behavior has become more respectful and there is no sign of arrogance.

After a few days, I was not aware of the cold. He found that after Zhao Ze came back, he seemed to be a lot less than himself.

Is Zhao Ze thinking like a courtier, thinking that he is suspicion of him, deliberately killing with a high position?

Xiang Han felt that this was not good. He took the route of the monarch and the minister, not the mutual suspicion route.

So this day, he approved the book, and he left Zhao Ze to eat together, recalling the deep friendship of the King of the Emperor.

When it comes to moving, he can't help but hold Zhao Ze's hand and say cordially: "Zhao Qing, the unreasonable guess in the middle of the DPRK, you don't have to pay attention. You and me have more than a courtier's feelings, but also the meaning of teachers and students. Your Loyalty, you know very well, you will never be unreasonably jealous of you. You are the shackles of the sacred bones, the pillars of the community, don’t be ignorant with a few rumors.

In fact, in the palace that night, Zhao Ze knew that the little emperor had never suspected himself, and now he is deliberately unfamiliar, but his desire to suppress his heart.

It can be seen that when the little emperor's slender fingers were held in his wrist, he couldn't help but smother the horse. He wanted to cut off the insomnia sleeves and let the little emperor directly touch his skin.

Seeing him in the cold, he was speechless, and he couldn’t help but whisper. He thought: Will it not be centrifuged?

"Zhao Qing?" He couldn't help but grab some, and tried to ask.

Zhao Ze felt the strength of the wrist, and this suddenly returned to God. He couldn't help but look at the little emperor, and he looked at himself with some nervousness. He couldn't help but smile and whispered, "No, the minister will always believe in His Majesty."

Seeing that he is no longer a respectful, he is relieved to the cold, and then happy to clip the flesh and hand over to consolidate the friendship between the monarch and the court. The little eunuch, who was next to the cloth, met and couldn’t help but look tangled.

Zhao Ze took the dish and thought about it. It was the cockroach used by His Majesty. The cockroach tip might have just been smashed by the bright red tongue. At this time, he gave him a dish...

Suddenly he felt a hot face, and he lowered his head and sent the meat to the entrance. He slowly refined it and seemed to be able to taste the taste of a little emperor.

After this conversation, the two restored their intimacy in the past.

Since then, Zhao Ze has been left behind by the emperor and then used to eat together. In the hall, only one eye hint is needed to the cold, and Zhao Ze knows what he wants to do, and the intimacy is intimate.

Zhao Ze sometimes feels that in addition to the courtiers, the young emperor is selected, and Zhao mother often urges him to become a relative. Now this situation seems to be nothing bad.

He occasionally thinks that if they can never get married, it will be good to stay with them. But he knows that this is impossible. The little emperor has already passed the ceremony. No matter what the woman does, the courtiers will ask him to stand after the election.

As for myself, the first two years can be excused from the war, but I can return to Changan. Not only the mother is in a hurry, but even the father who has never asked such a thing has mentioned it several times.

This kind of thing, he can always refuse, but the little emperor can't. For the sake of Jiangshan Society, the other party will eventually choose to stand and give birth to the heir.

Because the ministers have recently urged them, they couldn’t help but complain to Zhao Ze several times.

Every time Zhao Ze smiles, the courtiers say that the courtiers are also bitter, but the heart is extremely bitter. He didn't know how long he could hold on. Maybe when the little emperor couldn't stand the urge and tried to compromise with the courtier, he couldn't keep going.

He couldn't imagine himself looking at the other side's choice of a child. By that time, he should have asked for a book to go to the southwest. If you can't see it, maybe it won't be uncomfortable.

Zhao Ze thought that the little emperor would choose a twin, and thought that he would have his own child, but never thought that he would be excited for a man.

A few days later, the southeastern state government came to the news, and Luo Bai, who went to the sea to find crops, came back. When I heard the news, the little emperor excitedly dropped the pen and sneaked out of the clothes.

Zhao Ze saw this scene and only felt a tingling in his eyes. The heart was like an invisible hand and couldn't hold back.

Luo Bai is back, is it so happy? Isn’t there anybody in the past few years, because I’m not forgetting Luo Bai?

Zhao Zezang’s hand in his sleeve trembled slightly. He didn’t know how he stopped the little emperor. He even said calmly: “Your Majesty, the ship just landed, and the Luo Daren will have to rush to Chang’an, at least it will take more than a month.”

"Right." He slammed his head to the cold and almost forgot this. He was busy telling him: "Let the station be ready along the way, and you should see Luo Qing as soon as possible."

Zhao Ze’s eyes were dim and he clenched his fists. He looked like a joke: “Your majesty is so anxious to see Luo’s adults. It seems that Luo’s position in his heart is extraordinary?”

"This is of course." Returning to the cold without thinking.

Grilled corn, French fries, and sweet potatoes... He thought for a long time, and there was a dish made of white, and he hadn’t tasted it for a long time.

Zhao Ze’s eyes were dark and dark, and his palm was scratched and he was slightly infiltrated.

On the day when Luo Bai came back, he greeted Chang’s ten-year-old Chang’an. Zhao Ze accompanied the driver, his expression was cold and he did not see a trace of looseness.

When the hooves came, the excited and excited from the drive, the probe asked: "But Luo Qing them?"

Zhao Ze clenched the whip and replied sideways: "You can only see the smoke when you look back, you can't be sure."

"What are you waiting for? Send people to investigate." Xiang Han said somewhat eagerly.

Zhao Ze gave him a deep look and then told him to go down.

A look at the cold, I feel that Zhao Zefang’s gaze contains too much emotion, which makes him feel bored and somewhat suffocating.

However, he did not think about it. He saw the banner in front of him, and it was indeed Luo Bai and his party. He couldn't help but ignore the strange feeling in his heart. He held the horizontal bar and stared at the distance with excitement. He did not notice that Zhao Ze had completely blackened his face.

I haven't seen it for three years. Xiaobai has become a big white, a lot taller, but it is not so black. She still shows a row of small white teeth. Seeing the cold and walking down, he immediately turned over and stepped forward.

He was busy with the cold and held his hand and excited: "Little white, you are finally back, it’s okay on the road? What kind of ingredients do you want to find?"

Luo Bai took advantage of the situation and smiled brightly: "Your Majesty, the minister is fortunate not to be insulted."

Zhao Ze only felt that the smile was very glaring. He couldn’t help but interrupt the two relatives. He said: "Your Majesty, Luo Daren’s boat is a good time to go back to the palace for a rest, and other dinners. ""

"Right right." Xiang Han quickly nodded, pulling Luo Bai and driving away, a look of joy: "In the palace, I prepared a banquet for Luo Qing, first go back, eat and say."

Luo Bai busy said: "Chen Xi Xie Xia Long."

Zhao Ze watched them carry and walked on, driving, and the eyes were dark and unclear.

It is not his unique treatment to go out to the city to meet and ride. It turned out that he was not the most special in his heart.

This Luobai, except for cooking, has nothing. How can we have today's status if we are not appreciated by the help of life?

Why can he let his Majesty go out of the city to meet? Why did you let him see him, and there is no more in his eyes?

Zhao Ze’s heart rises awkwardly. In order to be a big brother and a community, he is willing to hide his mind. He looks at the little emperor’s choice of a child, but he can’t give birth to a child.

He stared at the two ‘relatives’ and couldn’t help but think that if he only likes men after all, why can’t he be him?

His Majesty once liked him too, didn't he? If he had fainted at the beginning, he was hiding from the squatting, now what is Luo Bai?