Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Xing Chen: "Why doesn't the emperor's uncle speak?"

Wen Luo then turned his gaze to his eyes, still without saying anything.

Xing Chen blinked and suddenly realized: "Uncle Huang is looking at what I eat, right?"

He held the plate in front of Wen Luo.

There are several crystal clear cakes in the sky-blue porcelain plate, made into the shape of rabbit ears. They look soft and cute.

Wen Luo lowered his eyes and looked, and felt that the pastry and the person in front of him were similar in nature.

Xing Chen picked up a piece of crystal cake with his slender fingertips and put his hand directly into Wen Luo's mouth.

"It's made with freshly picked lotus seeds after the rain this morning. It's sweet and has a delicate fragrance. Uncle, try a bite and see."

The crystal cake has already touched Wen Luo's lips, and the sweet fragrance lingers at the tip of his nose.

Wen Luo did not move.

He was bewitched without doing anything before, and now he dares to eat something that is handed to him?

The regent was timid and only dared to change the dynasty, not eat anything randomly.

Xing Chen blocked the other person's mouth with the pastry for a while, and when he saw no movement, he put his hand down awkwardly.

"Uncle, are you afraid that I will poison you? Hahaha, uncle, you really think too much."

As if to prove that there was no poison in the pastry, Xing Chen took the crystal cake that had been "kissed" by Wen Luo in his hand and bit off half of it.

He chewed it in big mouthfuls and swallowed it, then opened his mouth wide and stuck out his tongue and said "ah" to Wen Luo.

To show that you really ate it and it is not poisonous.

After a few smooth movements, Wen Luo was almost killed.

Wen Luo impulsively grabbed his wrist.

"Hmm?" Xing Chen looked up at him with her big, clear, innocent eyes. "What's wrong, uncle?"

Wen Luo stared at him intently and said in a hoarse voice: "It looks delicious."

I want to tear it into pieces and eat it.

Xing Chen laughed and pretended not to understand the voice-over.

"You know it's not poisoned, but you still want to eat it, right? Okay, I'll pick a whole piece for you."

"Need not."

Wen Luo tightly grasped his wrist, slowly bent down and took the remaining half of the crystal cake in Xing Chen's hand.

His thin lips were slightly cool, and they slowly brushed across Xingchen's fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

Xing Chen felt a slight electric current-like touch from his fingertips to his heart, and his body instantly became numb and his head felt dizzy.

His body really liked this person's touch.

"Is the emperor's uncle interested in picking up other people's leftovers?" Xing Chen calmed himself down and mocked deliberately.

Wen Luo straightened up, swallowed the crystal cake in her mouth, tilted her head slightly and looked down at him with a frivolous look.

“Who knows if the others are poisonous?”

Xing Chen blinked at him very lightly and asked provocatively: "How about I bite off another half and feed a few more pieces to the emperor's uncle?"

Wen Luo raised his eyebrows, and without letting go of Xing Chen's hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a complete scoundrel.

"my pleasure."

"What a beautiful thought!"

Xing Chen tried to free his wrist, but Wen Luo's hand held him tightly like an iron hoop, not moving at all.

Xing Chen puffed up his cheeks and said in an aggrieved voice: "You hurt me."

When Wen Luo heard him cry out in pain, he suddenly let go of his hand.

Xing Chen angrily raised his wrist which was covered with red marks from being squeezed, "You pay for it!"

"..."

When Wen Luo saw his childish appearance, she felt her heart sinking and she liked him very much.

But he was not merciful with his words.

"Who made a grown man like your Majesty have such delicate skin and tender flesh?"

"I am naturally beautiful, it's none of your business!"

"Then don't let me pay for it."

"Your Majesty the Regent is so arrogant! Even the common people know that they should be humble when they have eaten my food. You just ate my food, and yet you are still so self-righteous!"

Xing Chen tilted his head back, and even his quarreling look was soft.

When Wen Luo heard him cursing angrily, he even wanted to reach out and rub his soft hair.

Wen Luo laughed more and more arrogantly, and his voice sounded like he deserved a beating.

"Who told Your Majesty to run into this king?"

Xing Chen nodded in agreement. He took another step closer to Wen Luo with a smile, as if he was taking the initiative to walk into Wen Luo's arms.

Xing Chen raised his head, his long and thick eyelashes rising little by little: "The Regent King is so shameless."

"Your Majesty is no less capable than me."

The two of them were too close, and Xing Chen's body seemed to be pressing against Wen Luo.

"Crystal cake, is it delicious?"

There were ripples in Xing Chen's eyes, his lips were slightly parted, his breath was hot, and his voice was so light as if in a dream.

Wen Luo's pupils shrank slightly, "It looks so delicious."

Xing Chen curled his lips into a smile, then brushed past him heavily and walked towards his own gold-thread wooden table.

He sat down behind the desk, reached out to take a map of Kyoto beside him and began to look at it carefully.

The map was very detailed. He marked it with a pen while asking in a normal and businesslike voice, "Uncle, what do you want? Tell me now."

Wen Luo's body stiffened. He licked his back teeth and looked viciously at the map in his hand.

Xing Chen didn't hear any sound for a long time. He sighed and raised his head, looking very helpless.

"Uncle, why are you silent again?"

Wen Luo turned around, flicked his sleeves and left, leaving behind a few words coldly.

"I forgot. I'll talk about it next time."

"It seems that the emperor's uncle is really old. Remember to take good care of yourself when you return home."

Wen Luo walked to the door and paused for a moment, and at that moment, it seemed as if murderous intent was revealed.

But in the end he left without looking back.

Xing Chen touched the back of his hot ears and pinched his waist with both hands.

"Hmph, you're so sharp-tongued that you won't even say a word. Go home and continue taking a cold shower!"

Sure enough, apart from the Regent, no other adults came that day.

In the evening, Xing Chen went to Queen Mother Zhao and exaggerated Wen Luo's rudeness. After that, he criticized him harshly and finally stated again that the two sides were incompatible.

Queen Mother Zhao expressed her satisfaction.

After all, Xing Chen is the only person in all these years who can make Wen Luo feel humiliated every time and make him leave in a huff every time.

After dinner, Queen Mother Zhao took Xing Chen to the Imperial Garden.

She ordered people to bring a brazier and paper money to the open space of the Lotus Pond and Diaoyutai, and asked Xingchen to burn some paper for his father and mother.

In fact, sacrificial ceremonies were prohibited in the palace, but it was not easy for Xing Chen to leave the palace. Queen Mother Zhao was a person who did things unconventionally and would make exceptions whenever she was asked to.

After the maid brought all the things, Queen Mother Zhao lit the fire herself and put stacks of paper money into the brazier.

Xing Chen squatted down beside her and meekly put all the remaining paper money into the fire.

The firelight illuminated two similar faces.

They squatted there quietly, watching all the paper money turn into black ash, and finally the flames gradually die out.

When the flames were completely extinguished, Queen Mother Zhao looked at the basin full of ashes and asked softly, "Shen'er, do you believe in ghosts?"

Xing Chen nodded gently, "Yes, otherwise how desperate the living would be."

Queen Mother Zhao stared at the ashes in a daze for a while.

"The Minister of Justice, Ge Weixing, has always been neutral. Recently, the Regent has been trying to win him over more frequently. Shen'er, you have to be more careful."

"I understand, mother."

Queen Mother Zhao rubbed Xingchen's head and said, "Go back and rest early."

"Yes, Queen Mother."

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Five days later, early morning court.

On this day, Xing Chen got up early and had breakfast. When he arrived at the court, all the officials were already waiting there.

Xing Chen sat down on the dragon chair and glanced at Wen Luo out of the corner of his eye.

He found that Wen Luo had moved the armchair to the side, and the angle was no longer completely facing away from the dragon throne.

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