​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

"The emperor!"

Xia Ruqing had no time to put on her shoes, so she rushed forward.

When he heard that his father was coming, he was more excited and threw his pen away.

He wriggled his little body and crawled down from the Kang. His legs ran fast from front to back!

The little milk voice called sweetly.

"Wu Wang... Wu Huang..."

I can't pronounce clearly, but actually it's my father, which Xia Ruqing taught him.

The slave in the room had already knelt all over the floor, and no one dared to move.

I just hope in my heart that "little ancestor, please slow down!"

Zhao Junyao strides fast!.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the big one and the small one running towards him barefoot.

"The emperor!"

"Oh, king!" Father

One big and one small, all happy.

Zhao Junyao's face turned black!

"No shoes on such a cold day?"

The voice is low and dignified!

Xia Ruqing remembered that she didn't wear shoes, and looked down at the bun.

He didn't wear it either!

Baozi is also looking at her.

Mother and son looked at each other's feet and looked at each other.

Xia Ruqing quickly smiles.

"Emperor, there is a fire in this room and there is a thick blanket. I forgot for a moment..."

"Please forgive me

She knew that the emperor was such a creature.

It's OK to admit your mistake, don't quibble, or you will pay a heavy price!

Sure enough, as soon as she finished, Zhao Junyao's face was not so angry.

Xia Ruqing pulled the bun's hair again.

Xiaobaozi understood and quickly admitted his mistake.

He puckered and knelt down like slaves.

A pair of big watery eyes looked at Zhao Junyao, wet and foggy.

Zhao Junyao was seen by him like this.

The little anger left in my heart flew directly to Java.

He was very helpless and bit his teeth to lift up the bun.

"It's cold on the ground. Even if you step on it, kneel down!"

The voice just fell, small steamed stuffed bun has fallen into the arms of the emperor.

He lay happily on his father's shoulder and gave his mother a narrow look.

It's like saying:

"My mother is so powerful that she succeeded

Xia Ruqing is also happy to give her son a thumbs up.

Of course, it's just quiet!

Zhao Junyao was not interested in these little movements of their mother and son.

Just don't see it.

He holds the bun in one hand and Xia Ruqing in the other.

"Come in!"

"Yes

……

The people in the palace also got up.

After a while busy delivering tea and water, they retreated and left the space for the emperor and empress.

Mammy Liang is going to take the bun down.

Where the steamed stuffed buns are willing, they will not go.

Xia Ruqing looks at Zhao Junyao.

Zhao Junyao patted his son on the ass.

"If you don't go, don't go!"

Xia Ruqing nodded and asked.

"Emperor, it's getting late. Do you want to order food?"

Zhao Junyao hesitated for a moment, then said faintly.

"No, I'll go to Jiaofang hall later!"

"Oh

Xia Ruqing knew it in an instant

In my heart, I mocked the emperor with some evil taste.

"One moment I'm still with my first wife. I'm very considerate. The next moment I'm going to have dinner with my first wife. Tut tut!"

"Besides, it's just a meal."

"I don't know where I'm going at night. Maybe it's the other concubines? I'm not here! "

"When the emperor comes out of the queen, he will never come back to her!"

But is it protecting her? She knows!

Zhao Junyao didn't know how. When he said this, he was a little guilty.

He felt that Qing Qing would not be happy.

But with that, he looked up at her.

But did not find in her face unhappy, jealous, or reluctant expression.

Now... It's Zhao Junyao's turn to lose.

In the heart suddenly have so for a while, cool, very lost feeling.

However, he was suddenly shocked.

"Don't you hate being jealous among concubines?"

"Why is Qingqing not jealous now, and he's not happy?"

"Do you like them to be jealous or not?"

Zhao Junyao wound himself in.

In military affairs, he was a young, promising, steady and experienced emperor.

But he didn't know anything about the relationship between men and women.

Even though he knows that Qing Qing is different from other women in his heart, but

When he encountered this kind of problem, he was still at a loss.

I can't understand the twists and turns!

After all, it's in his heart.

Like a person, is good to her.

That is to tell her to eat and drink well, and give her whatever she wants.

Make her happy, make her laugh, don't let her cry!

Well, it's that simple!

But

The young emperor was wrong, even very wrong.

If the matter of emotion is so simple, there will not be so many stupid men and women in the world.

It's a pity that Zhao Junyao doesn't understand these. He only knows how to treat her!

But Xia Ruqing understood.

However, she knew more about the survival of ancient palaces!

So, she asked for nothing.

It's not in vain that the Lord gave her another life to live a good life!

Let's talk about it.

You can't ask the ancients to take the three views of modern people. Why bother! They haven't been to modern times!

Besides, it's the emperor. Ordinary people can still have a try. Even if the emperor is gone, it's not too long!

……

Xia Ruqing seems to be a little lost when she looks at Zhao Junyao.

He was puzzled for a moment, and then asked quickly.

"What's the matter with you, emperor?"

What a look!

He's not lost yet. What's he lost?

Zhao Junyao was pulled back by her words.

Forget the problems you don't understand.

Then he coughed twice to hide his embarrassment.

"Nothing... Nothing!"

Xia Ruqing nodded in disbelief.

Zhao Junyao's eyes glanced at the small Kang Table and directly turned away from the topic.

"Are you... Drawing?"

Xia Ruqing followed his eyes and looked at the paintings on the table, which brought her spirit.

"This is a picture for me, and that is the word for baozi!"

Zhao Junyao took a look, and then... He had a black face.

"You say... This is a picture, that is a word?"

Are you sure that the pattern in front of you, like a ghost animal, is a painting? What are the words?

Xia Ruqing nodded firmly.

"Yes

He explained.

"Emperor, I'm a plum blossom, but I don't have any paint for the time being. I'll draw the trunk first, and then I'll add flowers in red, and it will look good!"

With that, he looked at his work happily.

That look, very satisfied!

"Is this a plum blossom?"

Zhao Junyao exclaimed with a black face.

For a moment, he really wanted to poke his eyes!

"If it's a plum blossom, it's also a plum blossom that's poisoned, struggling and twisted!"

He thought it was a snake, or... A dragon?

No, she shouldn't dare to paint the Dragon so ugly.

Then, we can only understand this kind of thing as plum blossom according to her explanation.