After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao was really sleepy and refused to answer any questions Yun Zhou asked.

Su Qingluo asked Wen Jiuzhao to drag her away.

When Wen Jiuzhao left, his face and ears were red.

Although she is not young anymore, she has never been exposed to these things, and she usually reads serious books.

Unlike Wen Zhimiao and He Yuanyao, who read all kinds of storybooks and comic books.

So Wen Zhimiao's blunt words just now really made her feel shy and embarrassed.

After Wen Jiuzhao dragged Wen Zhimiao away, Su Qingluo looked at Yun Zhou with a smile: "She really cares about you and thinks a lot about you."

Yun Zhou smiled awkwardly and touched her nose.

"Could it be..."

Yun Zhou coughed lightly.

"Do you not like it?"

Although Su Qingluo teased her more often, she also didn't know that she had never fought back.

Sometimes, she would want to see someone like Su Qingluo, forbearing and restraining herself as she begged for mercy from her.

It is quite enjoyable to look at her usually calm and majestic eyes, which are tinged with human instinctive desires.

In fact, she has had even more outrageous thoughts recently.

As expected, once people are not at work, they can't help but think about all kinds of messy things.

I feel tired no matter what I do when I get to work.

But Su Qingluo doesn't seem to be like that. She is naturally energetic and has been doing this for so many years. She is not at all like others say, that she would lose interest after being together for a long time.

Yun Zhou was just afraid that she was too interested.

Facing Yun Zhou's question, Su Qingluo smiled and kissed the corner of her mouth, then moved to Yun Zhou's ear and kissed behind her ear: "I like it."

"We still have to see her off tomorrow morning, so why don't you go to bed early?" Su Qingluo asked.

Yun Zhou nodded, and indeed he had to go to bed early.

"it is good."

But she didn't expect that Su Qingluo's early bedtime was not a proper sleep.

Yunzhou washed and lay on the bed. Su Qingluo took care of him beside him and also helped Yunzhou with his care.

Although Su Qingluo has been busy in recent years, his martial arts have not fallen behind at all. On weekdays, he goes to the martial arts field to practice diabolo when he has nothing to do.

There are still slight calluses on the fingertips.

Sliding along Yunzhou's smooth skin, it felt tingling and made Yunzhou feel a little more sleepy.

But when she looked up at Su Qingluo, she saw that her eyes were so clear that she even suspected that she was just imagining things.

It was not until Su Qingluo's passionate kiss fell on her lips that Yun Zhou realized that someone was pretending again.

Her hands have been inconvenient lately, so she can only let her do whatever she wants.

"I don't know what those things Miaomiao mentioned are like, but would you like to try out the new stuff I found today, Your Excellency?"

"No..." Yun Zhou refused decisively.

The things Su Qingluo collected would not be anything serious.

"Zhou Zhou~" Su Qingluo bit her earlobe and said coquettishly in a soft voice: "Try it."

"Or let you do it first?" She meant to let Yun Zhou do it to her first.

As a dignified emperor, he always uses this trick, but in the end, it is always Yunzhou who is left with a sore waist and weak legs.

But she was really useless and couldn't resist Su Qingluo's seduction.

The same is true today.

How could Yun Zhou remain indifferent as he watched Su Qingluo take off her nightgown and the red plum blossoms dotted the white snow?

The emperor, who is cold outside, is always enthusiastic and proactive in this regard.

Yun Zhou leaned over, holding a plum blossom in his mouth, and there was a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose. The incense that Su Qingluo used was decided by her, and she also liked it.

Yun Zhou used to think that he didn’t have much demand in this regard, but later he realized that it was just because he hadn’t met that person.

The red luan tent is warm, the candlelight flickers, and I am drunk without any wine.

But the next day, Yunzhou almost couldn't get up.

If Su Qingluo hadn't pulled her up, Yun Zhou would probably have slept until noon.

When the two of them packed up Yunzhou, put on their veils and followed Su Qingluo to the palace gate to see Wen Zhimiao off, Wen Zhimiao was already waiting there.

The young man was sitting on horseback in a dark suit, with a golden belt around his waist and an exquisite blood jade hanging on his waist.

Her clothes were embroidered with phoenix patterns in red and gold threads, and she wore a black gauze hat on her head, looking high-spirited yet calm.

Even when not smiling, those beautiful peach blossom eyes would reveal a hint of indifference and a sense of superiority.

But when he saw Su Qingluo and Yun Zhou coming, the expressionless little prince on horseback suddenly smiled, with shallow dimples on his face, and his calm and indifferent eyes instantly became bright, like a pool of clear spring water.

The accompanying officials watched the change in the young prince's expression and instantly felt what it meant for the ice and snow to melt overnight and for the peach blossoms to bloom.

"Mother." Wen Zhimiao dismounted and smiled happily at Su Qingluo.

Unless in very formal occasions, Wen Zhimiao always calls Su Qingluo "mother".

Even except for the morning court, Wen Zhimiao rarely performed the etiquette of monarch and subject to Su Qingluo.

Su Qingluo never said anything to her.

His Majesty's preference for this little prince is so obvious that he makes no secret of it.

The two of them never looked like an emperor and a princess of the current dynasty, but rather like a mother and daughter with a very good relationship in an ordinary family.

The court officials had long been accustomed to it.

Wen Zhimiao looked at Yun Zhou beside him, his eyes curved, and whispered, "Good morning, Zhou Zhou."

Her voice was so soft that the ministers did not hear it.

"Good morning. How do you feel about your hangover?" Yun Zhou asked her with a smile.

"Not very good, I have a headache. I drank the wrong thing last night. I didn't mean to drink." Wen Zhimiao muttered softly.

"Okay, be careful when you go out next time and don't drink too much." Su Qingluo warned her helplessly.

Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently: "Yeah, how dare I leave Yunjing."

"This journey is dangerous. You must not let Chu Qiu and Chu An leave your side."

"Put your own safety first, understand?" Su Qingluo asked her seriously.

Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently again.

"understood."

"That's enough for you to know. Let's go." Su Qingluo suddenly said with a smile.

Wen Zhimiao exclaimed: "Is that it?"

"What else? I will personally send you to the Southern Kingdom?" Su Qingluo asked half-jokingly.

"That's not necessary."

"There's nothing else to say. We've said everything that needs to be said. You can decide how to proceed. No matter what you choose, as long as you feel you can bear the consequences, the two of us will support your choice."

"But as the emperor of Tianqi, I want you to give me a clear answer when you return. You should think carefully about this journey."

Wen Zhimiao took a step back and bowed slightly to her.

"My son understands."

Although Wen Zhimiao had already made a decision when Yun Zhou and He Yuanyao were injured.

But Su Qingluo knew that it was a decision she made in a panic and in a desperate situation. As a mother, she still hoped that Wen Zhimiao would think calmly about how much she really wanted that position.

As an emperor, one cannot be as free of desires as she is now.

Apart from Yun Zhou and her friends, she also has other desires and reasons to be emperor.

Su Qingluo had already given her a long time, and the trip to the south was the last time to be considered.