The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

The next day at 1:00 p.m.

As the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the room, Anton-kun also opened his eyes.

Looking at the absolutely beautiful woman nestled in his arms, the more he looked, the hungrier he became. However, considering that Miao Chengtian had just lost her virginity, he could not torment her anymore.

As Anton Jun thought about it, he gently hugged Miao Chengtian. His delicate skin felt great to the touch, and as he moved, Miao Chengtian opened his eyes lazily.

She looked at the man who was hugging her, with a hint of tenderness in her beautiful eyes. Just as she was about to move to change her position, she felt a pain in her lower body and woke up instantly.

She couldn't help but recall everything that happened last night. A blush appeared on her pretty face. She could no longer remain calm and turned her head away, not daring to look at him.

"Oh my god, I actually had sex with Dong Jun last night! Will he think I am shameless?"

Anton Jun looked at Miao Chengtian. This face was extremely delicate, with willow-shaped eyebrows, charming and shy eyes, and small and moist lips. The enchanting figure and the two blushes on the cheeks made her look even more charming. She was extremely beautiful and moving, which made people's heart beat fast.

Such a beauty was actually taken advantage of by me last night!

Anton-jun kissed her again, and then they kissed for a long time before he got up and put on his clothes.

You can't be too obsessed with this woman's gentleness. There is another one waiting for you over there. If you continue to be lazy, who knows what will happen.

Seeing this, Miao Chengtian also wanted to struggle to get up, but just as she got up, she was pushed back by An Dongjun. An Dongjun kissed her forehead lightly, then sat on the edge of the bed and said softly:

"You must be very tired from your first bleeding last night. You should take a rest in the next few days. After you have rested, put away the bleeding. I know it is very important to you.

I will talk to Zhao Zhao about the rest.”

Miao Chengtian said softly: "Well, then...will I still call you Dong Jun from now on?"

Anton Jun smiled and said, "It's up to you. You can say whatever you think in your heart. I can do it."

"What about An... Anlang?"

"Well! As the saying goes, 'a name reflects the person, and a person reflects the name'." A name not only inherits a person's emotions, intentions, and aspirations, but also contains a person's essence, spirit, and soul. A name represents your identity and also carries the recognition of the world.

If you are willing, I will give you a name today, which will also symbolize my feelings for you, okay?"

Miao Chengtian said shyly: "But I was taken in by my sister during the troubled times, and was fortunately given a name by my sister. Now being able to be with you is my blessing, and I really don't dare to ask for too much."

An Dongjun smiled and said, "It's okay, you've already taken the initiative to call her sister, I'm sure Zhao Zhao will be happy too.

The Book of Songs, Bei Feng, Jing Nu says:

The quiet lady is so charming, she gave me a red tube

Then from now on I will call you Miaoluantong, Tong'er! How about it?"

"Yeah! An Lang~"

"Then you have a good rest. I'll go first."

After saying that, he kissed her red lips again and then went out.

After Anton-Jun left, Miao Chengtian covered herself with the quilt, gently stroked her belly with her jade hands, and whispered: "Luan, Tong! Ah~"

-

When I arrived at the study in Prince Qi's mansion, it was already six quarters past three in the morning.

Anton Jun walked in with a beaming look on his face. Li Zhaozhao was already handling official business at his desk.

"I thought you meant to stay there, my good old man!"

Li Zhaozhao looked at An Dongjun who came late, and felt uncomfortable for some reason. When he spoke, he pronounced the last two words especially heavily.

Anton's heart skipped a beat, he scratched his head and hurried over, smiling and saying:

"Wife, you know how I feel about you, how can you look at me like this?

Today, your husband has volunteered to take a rest, okay?"

As he said this, he licked her, then took Li Zhaozhao's hand and came out, and began to review the memorials very consciously.

"Then I'll go prepare breakfast for you."

Seeing this, Li Zhaozhao lost his temper and went downstairs to order people to prepare breakfast.

After all, she knew that this guy was a little different from everyone else. He didn't have the habit of eating breakfast before, but he gradually started to do so after coming to Fengxiang last time. If she didn't tell him today, he definitely didn't eat again. (In ancient times, there were two meals: breakfast and dinner, and some dignitaries would enjoy lunch)

Anton-jun felt warm in his heart after listening to this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that was hard to conceal.

-

Another two months

Fengxiang Qiwangfu

In the study, to the right of King Qi's seat, there was a small desk specially arranged. An Dongjun was sitting cross-legged in front of the desk at the moment. Two piles of memorials were neatly stacked on the side close to the seat, and he was concentrating on writing.

There is no doubt that he was reviewing memorials on behalf of Li Zhaozhao again.

Li Zhaozhao, who was sitting on the main seat wearing Qi Wang's attire, had only a few memorials on the right side of the desk.

Upon opening it, the comments written in cinnabar had turned dark red and the red ink had long since dried up. It was obvious that this memorial had been revised for some time.

In the middle of the desk was a piece of spread-out hemp paper, with two paperweights pressing down on both sides to fix the paper.

The four treasures of the study were placed in front of the desk, but there were a few more items than in today's times, such as charcoal pencils.

After Li Zhaozhao carefully observed Anton Jun, who was writing furiously on the memorials, for a while, he withdrew his gaze and returned to his own desk.

She gently held the charcoal pencil that Anton-jun had made specially for her, and with the spring breeze at the bottom of the pen, the black lines matched the natural blank space on the hemp paper, and a lifelike portrait appeared on the paper, which was the image of Anton-jun reviewing memorials.

He kept wiping out any dissatisfaction he had with the painting with orpiment, and after repeating this action several times, he finally got the final touch he was satisfied with, and then he skillfully processed the details of the character over and over again.

This new sketching technique was taught to her by Anton Jun, but Anton Jun only gave her some basic painting ideas. After all, he didn't understand it very well and he just had the advantage of his previous life.

The most important advantage that Anton has gained after traveling here is his understanding of the future direction of history. Forget about the knowledge. If he hadn’t seen it on a certain audio app before, he wouldn’t even know how to make soap now.

Normally, based on the knowledge from the two lives, I would write a few books, carry out some reforms, teach others how to use fertilizers, how to farm, and invent some things that do not exist in this era. This is already the limit.

To sum it up: I know a little bit of everything, but I don’t understand anything very well.

Back to the sketching, when Anton Jun sent Li Zhaozhao the letter, she wanted to learn it, but she couldn't see him and didn't have the time.

Now, with Anton-kun here, many government affairs are taken care of by him. I usually just read a few memorials he hands me, and in my free time I practice cultivation or do some hobbies.

Her cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Heaven Realm a year ago, but she had hit a bottleneck since then. Recently, thanks to the help of Anton Jun, her cultivation had finally broken through, and she was now in the early stage of the Divine Sky Realm.

Whenever Li Zhaozhao saw Anton working diligently, he would feel a sense of happiness in his heart. A smile would unconsciously appear on his beautiful face. He would rest his elbows on the desk and think to himself:

'Why didn't I meet you earlier!'

However, the owner of the painting, Anton Jun, frowned slightly at this time and gently rubbed his eyebrows with his left hand.

He had long been accustomed to Li Zhaozhao's slacking off like this, and he frowned only because he was too busy now. There was no other way, the spies from other countries were too annoying.

Three years ago, An Dongjun suggested that Li Zhaozhao ask Shengji for help in dealing with memorials, but she thought that this was what the King of Qi should do and he should not always throw matters to servants.

And now, ever since he confirmed his relationship with her, Li Zhaozhao has been being lazy in various ways, often asking Anton Jun to help her with work.

The Holy Ladies were free now, but Anton Jun was exhausted, so he decided to start training them to handle memorials in the future.

Originally at the beginning the empress would say that she was tired, acting like a spoiled child or jealous etc. and then she would let Anton-jun do it for a day. Later on she just did it blatantly, then it went on for two days, three days... well, before she knew it it has been up to now.

What else can Anton do with his wife? He can only pamper her!

Therefore, he would read the memorials first, select those regarding important decisions, including some of his own suggestions, and then pass them on to Li Zhaozhao.

Of course, he was not without free time. Whenever he had time, he would practice painting and music and dance with the empress.

However, Li Zhaozhao may have realized that it was inappropriate to leave all the work to Anton Jun, so she decisively came here to accompany Anton Jun.

I spent the whole day dealing with several particularly important memorials submitted by Anton Jun, and the rest of the time I did the same thing as before, doing what I like.

Just then, a knock on the door broke the silence.

"Boom boom boom!"