Wearing a book, hooking him up

Su Jingxuan then began to chat with Su Jingyao about family matters, with a gentle smile on his face and eyes full of doting.

Seeing that the time is almost up, I still have to tell His Majesty's instructions.

He said jokingly with a hint of ridicule: "Sister, you made things difficult for me when you were in the boudoir, but now that you have entered the palace, His Majesty really dotes on you."

"Your Majesty is willing to indulge you in all your weird ideas."

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly, his face full of helplessness and a hint of smile.

Su Jingyao was a little confused, huh?

"I heard from my father that the butterfly carp he ordered to be searched for is now in the pond of your Zhaochun Palace."

"You wanted a rabbit today, and His Majesty summoned me specifically."

Normally, these ministers would never see His Majesty like this. Every time they were summoned, he would discuss state affairs in a serious manner.

"Since His Majesty asked me to come and see you today, I'd better stop being so petty and asking His Majesty to hunt rabbits for you. The rabbit I brought back for you before is not available in Chunshou Pass." Su Jingxuan said with a smile.

Su Jingyao curled her lips after hearing this.

People under the feudal imperial power were really too tolerant of the emperor. Oh, it’s not that they were too tolerant, but they simply praised the emperor to the sky.

Just a little bit of effort seems like a great blessing.

"Okay, I get it." Su Jingyao said reluctantly.

"Your Majesty's gifts are not as pleasing to me as my brother's. Every time I like a gift, I ask for it."

Su Jingyao pouted and said with a look of dissatisfaction, with a hint of anger on her face.

Does Jun Zechen like her? Of course he does. He said he would give her whatever she wants, and Su Jingyao believed it.

But what she wanted was just a matter of Jun Zechen's instructions. What did that prove?

She didn't want his world.

Jun Zechen doesn't have the idea of ​​pleasing girls in his mind, he is still relatively straight. Thinking of this, Su Jingyao couldn't help but sigh softly.

Jun Zechen was originally walking leisurely outside the tent, thinking that it was about time, so he came over to have dinner with her.

I never thought that I would hear her words coming from inside the tent.

His body suddenly paused, and the expression on his face froze instantly, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water over him from head to toe.

So she never liked the gifts he sent to Zhaochun Palace?

She used to smile and say "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty" just because she was pretending?!

Thinking of this, Jun Zechen's eyes suddenly became dark, as if there was a dark cloud covering them, and his expression became a little ugly.

The more he got along with this young woman, the more he felt something was not right.

She used to be considerate, but now she gets angry all the time.

Ever since she said in person on her last birthday that she didn't like the thoughtless gifts he gave her.

After that, he was always extra attentive every time he gave gifts. Not only did he choose them meticulously, he also personally matched the jewelry and dresses and gave them to the guests.

He sent those rare ornaments to Zhaochun Palace because he thought she might like them.

Every time after giving him a gift, she would open her big watery eyes full of sincerity and say with a smile that she liked the gift he gave her.

Turns out, it was all fake!

Miaoyun, who was guarding outside, saw that her master and the eldest young master had almost finished their conversation. She thought that nothing would go wrong, so she did not stop His Majesty from coming.

But who could have imagined that the master would say such words in the end.

Miaoyun secretly looked at His Majesty's face, and his gloomy look made her heart tighten.

Forget it, forget it, my master, just wish you good luck.

Su Jingxuan in the tent saw that it was almost time, so he walked out of the tent. As soon as he came out, he saw His Majesty standing upright outside.

He was startled for a moment, a trace of panic flashed across his face, and then he quickly saluted, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

Jun Zechen's face was as solemn as frost. He ignored him completely and walked directly into the tent with big strides.

Miaoyun quickly gave Su Jingxuan a wink, and Su Jingxuan understood and left.

At this time, the tent was quiet, with only Su Jingyao and Jun Zechen inside.

When Su Jingyao raised her eyes, she saw that his face was as cold as if covered with a layer of frost.

What's going on here?

Su Jingyao walked up to Jun Zechen and put her arms around his waist.

She said in a delicate voice: "Your Majesty, what's wrong? Your Majesty asked my brother to come and see me today. I am really happy. Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jun Zechen stretched out his hands and put his arms around her waist, lifting her up a little bit with a little force, then lowered his head and stared at her closely.

There was a hint of coldness in his voice.

"I asked Yaoyao to meet my family. Is Yaoyao really happy or is she pretending to be happy? I think Yaoyao is really happy about this gift. I'm afraid the gifts I gave her in the past were just fake happiness."

When Su Jingyao heard what he said, she suddenly realized that his bad face was due to hearing what she said.

"Your Majesty gives me gifts. I am always very happy when I receive them. Your Majesty, please don't think too much about it."

When Jun Zechen heard her words, he instantly laughed out of anger.

How much does he think?

So what did he just hear?

Seeing that he seemed even angrier, Su Jingyao suddenly felt the urge to tease him, to see how tolerant he was of her now.

Then, Su Jingyao pretended that she didn't understand anything, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on his thin lips many times.

She said in a coquettish voice: "Your Majesty, please don't be angry."

Jun Zechen looked at her like this and wanted to explode but didn't know where to start.

Does she know now that as long as she acts coquettishly to please him, he won't be angry?

So there's not even a word of explanation?

His brows were furrowed tightly, and when she kissed him again, he grabbed her waist and kissed her fiercely.

Jun Zechen kissed so hard, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart, and he kept kissing until Su Jingyao felt a little pain, and then he stopped.

She looked at him pitifully, with a hint of alluring charm in her eyes.

"Is your Majesty still angry?" she asked softly, with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Then, Su Jingyao hooked her slender fingers on his belt and stepped back step by step.

Jun Zechen watched her movements expressionlessly, but his feet involuntarily followed her forward.

Su Jingyao retreated to the bedside, sat down, and looked up at him with an indescribable temptation in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, such a beautiful day and such a beautiful scenery, are you going to ignore me?" Her voice seemed to have a hook.

Jun Zechen reached out and lifted her delicate chin.

"Yaoyao, don't you intend to give me an explanation?"

Su Jingyao raised her head, a smile on her lips, a gleam in her eyes, "Your Majesty, I love you the most."

Jun Zechen was stunned at first when he heard this.

Little liar.

Just say sweet words to coax him.

Jun Zechen lowered his head and rubbed her red lips, which were made more tender by his kisses. With a hint of punishment, he pushed her down on the bed.

She was becoming more and more fearless now. No matter how angry he was, she could easily avoid it by just acting coquettishly and seducing him.

But he just fell for it!

After more than half an hour, Su Jingyao lazily lowered her legs from his waist.

Jun Zechen gritted his teeth. He originally wanted to give her the cold shoulder and then leave immediately to see if she would dare to be so presumptuous again.

But Jun Zechen thought about it carefully again. If he really treated her coldly like this, then things that were originally his fault would become his fault, and he would then have to coax her instead.

Su Jingyao was happy both physically and mentally and didn't care what he was thinking at the moment.

If she doesn't like the gift he gave her, he should reflect on himself and think about why she doesn't like it.

Why are you still giving her a cold look here?

After Su Jingyao's body gradually calmed down, she slowly sat up.

The white jade-like feet were barefoot stepping on the soft carpet, revealing the graceful body lines naturally.

She walked slowly to the clothes rack beside her, reached out her hand to pick up the dress and put it on herself, then tied a belt loosely around her waist.

She walked to the door of the tent and whispered to the outside, "Miaoyun, bring the food up."

After doing all this, she turned around and walked to the bed as if nothing had happened.

"Your Majesty, I am hungry."

Jun Zechen watched her series of actions quietly, and watched her nonchalant look in the end.

For a moment, I didn't know where to vent the anger in my heart.

Jun Zechen got down from the bed. He was tall and straight, with his clothes wide open, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"Yaoyao really surprises me more and more. Is there anything about you that I don't know?"

Su Jingyao seemed not to understand the deeper meaning of his words and stretched out her arms to hug his waist.

His eyes were full of innocence.

"I have no reservations in front of Your Majesty, but I know Your Majesty loves me, so I was a little presumptuous."

Jun Zechen looked at her like this and gritted his teeth.

It better be this way.

It doesn’t matter if she has a bad temper, as long as he spoils her.

But he would have to be more careful to discern the fact that she lied to him in the future, as she always said one thing and meant another.

He really thought that she liked the gifts he gave her later!

The result is that I pretend in front of him.

Jun Zechen reached out and held her hand, led her to the table, and then the two of them had their meal together.

And tonight, Jun Zechen rested directly in her tent without any suspense.