The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!

After sitting in the cold and seeing Zhao Ze, he coughed and pretended to be right: "Since you are a jealous person now, you must manage yourself. Don't think about your wife and children, but also think..."

"No, no, no." Zhao Ze immediately swears, but thinks of the flower banquet, and some embarrassing explanation: "Today's business is arranged by the mother, and the minister did not know beforehand."

The last sentence was a bit guilty, because he suddenly remembered that when he returned to the government last night, his mother seemed to have said something to him, but he was full of little emperors at the time, completely neglected.

Some redness to the cold face, I don't want to admit that I might have been licking vinegar just now, and I insisted on calmly asking: "Why don't you marry your wife, how should the family account?"

"The court will handle it well, and you don't have to worry about it." Zhao Ze promised, and then asked with hope: "The only one is the next person, can you kneel down...and only one person?"

Coughing to the cold, slightly annoyed: "In addition to Zhao Qing, who can have such a courage?"

Zhao Ze’s eyes were bright and the heart was filled with joy. After sitting for a while, he couldn’t help but whispered: “Your Majesty, the table of the court is too short, and it will often be exhausted after sitting for a long time.”

Looking at the top of the temple with a cold voice, I moved two times to the side and said, "Let's come up."

Zhao Ze was busy getting up, didn't bring anything, went up with empty hands, and then hugged the little emperor and watched the fold together.

I endured the cold, and then I felt that I couldn’t stand it. I frowned and asked: "Zhao Qing, don’t you think that this kind of discount is more efficient than your own approval?"

"Nan Chen still does not bother to squat." Zhao Ze did not look at it, took the little emperor in his arms, let the other side lean on himself, and was interpreted very seriously after the shackles: "This will be more comfortable and less tired." It’s chilling, um, it’s really comfortable, so I’m relying on it.

After the approval, Zhao Ze said: "Your Majesty, the lunch is useless, it was announced..."

I pumped it to the corner of the cold mouth and calmly said: "Let's stay and have a meal together."

After using the meal, Zhao Ze said: "Your Majesty, the weather is too late. At this time, it is not safe to go back to the government. I don't know if the minister can stay..."

Looking coldly at the sky outside, I immediately interrupted: "Zhao Qing, just enough. The sky is still dark."

"There is nothing left in the squatting to discuss with the minister?" Zhao Ze still does not give up, he just reconciled with the little emperor. I can't wait to stick together all the time, and I am willing to leave.

"No, Zhao Qing goes back."

They all said it directly, and Zhao Ze had to leave with reluctance.

After seeing him go to the cold, he hurriedly announced that the doctor had come, and then swung back and forth, and asked carefully: "Deng Tai doctor, I ask you, is there any kind of... cough, can make people emotional, but they are weak medicine?"

"..." Deng Taiyuan looked scared.

“Is there still?” Xiang Han asked with a deliberate face.

According to the name of a monarch, he only needs to put on the emperor, not afraid of Zhao Ze. But there is a lesson from the previous world. He thinks it is safer to use medicine.

Deng Taiji was stunned by him and nodded eagerly: "There is, but it needs to be matched."

When I showed my eyes to the cold, I was busy telling you: "Then you will go back and match, and send some to you tomorrow."

Deng Taiji moved quickly, and the medicine was well-matched that night. When he was in the next day, he gave it to the cold.

At the time of the cold, Zhao Ze was looking at the deduction with Zhao Ze. Seeing the other side of the other side looked at himself and was busy stuffing the medicine bottle into the sleeve, pretending to be nothing.

Zhao Ze moved back to his gaze. After Deng Taiyi left, he sat back to the side of the cold and let the other person lean on himself.

When the body of the cold stiffened, it was determined that the other party did not notice the abnormality, and then gradually relaxed the mind and moved the attention to the memorial.

Zhao Ze actually found out that he was not right, but he did not move. When I was relieved of the cold, I quietly put my hand into the other's sleeve, pour the powder in the pill bottle in the palm of my hand, and then leave it with a fake.

Seeing him go to the cold, he subconsciously touched the medicine bottle, and after confirming that he was still behind, he could not help but relax.

Zhao Zeben was out of worry, thinking that the little emperor was ill but did not want to tell himself, only to bring out some powder to leave, please ask the doctor outside the palace to look at it.

However, after learning about the medicinal properties, his expression could not be subtle, and the aphrodisiac would be weak. The little emperor asked the doctor to match the medicine, obviously not for his own use. Then only possible...

Zhao Ze’s mouth was slightly pumped. In fact, he had not thought about this problem before, but he thought that the little emperor would care. He could not help but look for some ‘teaching’ books. After reading it, he was top-heavy.

Especially in my mind, I replaced the person on the map with him and the little emperor, and then imagined that the other person was crushed on the dragon bed and the table... He was in a state of spirit, his mind was dizzy, and he walked a little.

Although I know that this kind of thinking is a crime, I am disrespectful, but as soon as I think of the little emperor crying for mercy and climbing his breathless scene, the inner heart is inexplicably raised with a perverted satisfaction. After all, it is high. The emperor who is on the high, no one but him can.

Zhao Ze tea did not think about the afternoon, dreaming of the little emperor at night, lingering and lingering.

When he was in the early morning, he stood in the front row of the main hall. When he used the light to sneak a little emperor on the emperor's emperor, he couldn't help but imagine the situation of pressing the other side on the dragon chair and kneading it. He almost blew nose blood in public.

"Zhao Qing, how do you feel?"

The little emperor suddenly asked him to look at him. Zhao Ze’s mind was blank. He didn’t know what was being discussed. He could only hold on to the front and blink back: “Your Majesty’s words are extremely, and Chen’s deep thoughts.”

Draw into the mouth of the cold mouth, guessing that he must have been distracted just now, and waved directly: "So that is the case, then what Luo Qing said."

Luo Bai? Zhao Ze frowned and understood that it was a matter of promoting crops. In fact, he did not agree with the practice of the little emperor. He was too anxious, but there was nothing to say in the court.

When he waited for the DPRK, he said to the little emperor: "Your Majesty, promotion is a good thing, but it needs to be gradual and gradual, and it is hard to push the people back."

"What?" stopped at the cold.

Zhao Ze followed up and explained: "The Jiangnan is rich and accustomed to fine rice and fine grains. I am afraid that it is difficult to accept the crops that Luo Daren found. It is very difficult to promote."

"Well, Qing said it is reasonable, but it is very hungry, they will always grow."

Some words are unclear, Zhao Ze could not help but frown, but see his mind has been decided, can only sigh, thinking about how to help the little emperor to reduce resistance.

Luo Bai led his life and went to work without stopping. I can't eat the dishes he made, and I can't help but think about it. At the same time, I can't help but think that Xiaobai has raised his mouth. What can I do after changing the world?

Zhao Ze picked up the jug and saw that the little emperor was not in the heart. He quietly applied the powder of his fingertips to the spout and then took a cup for the other party.

When I saw the wine, I returned to God, thinking, and almost forgot the big things of today.

He was busy drinking a glass of wine, then picked up the jug on his hand and personally gave Zhao Ze a cup, and after twisting the lid, he poured himself a cup. Feel free to invite to drink.

Zhao Ze saw his little movements, not to be cautious. When drinking, he covered his sleeves and then secretly dumped the wine.

To the cold with the light to sneak a sneak peek at him, some smug thoughts, but he deliberately used the Gongdou artifact one hundred and nine gongs pot, this time certainly stable.

Seeing Zhao Ze drinking, he smiled and took another cup for the other party. However, after Zhao Yu, Zhao Ze did not fall, he fell first.

Zhao Ze’s hands were sweaty. When he saw the little emperor’s knees, he took a sigh of relief and stepped forward to hold the other side. He whispered, “Your Majesty, will you help you to go back to rest?”

"Well..." He snorted and fainted, how did he feel a little hot?

Zhao Ze nervously picked him up, and after entering the dormitory, he retired the servant, and then carefully placed him on the dragon bed, and he also supported his arm and pressed it up.

Open his eyes to the cold, and saw him pressed above him, and instantly awake a few points, but just raised his hand, but found that the limbs were weak, could not help but another cold sweat?

How could it be his Chinese medicine? Did he remember the mistake, pour the medicine to himself, and the medicine was given to Zhao Ze? Or did you drink it later?

He suddenly became nervous and stuttered and said: "Zhao, Zhao Qing, are you calmer? Is this what you know?"

Zhao Ze looked at him with a sly look. Wen said: "Your Majesty, you are not hot, and Chen feels very hot."

"Hey, hey, not hot..." It’s strange that he is now full of heat, and there is a current in the body like a stream of itching.

Zhao Ze looked up and touched his face and said softly: "Korchen thinks you are very hot and sweats."

To the cold consciousness, he groaned in his palm, like a small animal, but soon awake, trying to be vigilant, and reluctantly said: "Zhao Qing, hey, hey, it seems sick, you, you go to help me to call the doctor... ”

Because of the suppression of cockroaches, in the latter case, he almost squeezed out from the teeth.

"You don't have to call a doctor, you can cure this disease, and you can cure it."

Zhao Ze’s voice was dull. After he finished speaking, he no longer suppressed his desire. His palms slid down his cheeks, and he rubbed in the back of his neck, and then he went down.

The cold can not help but pant, the thin chin lifted slightly, revealing a long neck, and the throat was swaying.

Zhao Ze’s eyes were dark and he leaned directly into the body, causing the other side to tremble and scream. The clothes of the two men were quickly messy, and the embroidered robes were completely wrinkled, and they were hanged on the body.

Zhao Ze made preparations, and the sweat of the perseverance continued to fall, until he was still immersed in the cold, and no longer resisted, but he stepped forward.

I couldn't help but breathe a cold breath, and I woke up in an instant, opened my eyelids stuck by sweat, tried to lift my hand and tried to push it back. In the end, I could only stand on the shoulder of the other side, helplessly withstand the storm and rain.