Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

His hand didn't have time to touch the dagger under the pillow.

A young, tender voice came from above, and it was hoarse because it had just recovered from a serious illness:

"Brother, I'm scared and can't sleep."

Mu Qian: ...

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Zhiyi just stared at him.

"Don't be afraid, my dear. I am very safe here."

Mu Qian was helpless and coaxed him like a child.

Alas, the young general who fought bravely against the enemy was still a child after all.

"I can't sleep by myself." Jiang Zhiyi said again.

He squatted down and hugged Mu Qian's arm outside the bed.

The whole person just curled up on the edge of the bed.

"I won't be afraid if I hold my brother while sleeping like this!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes.

It seems like I'm really about to fall asleep.

Mu Qian was speechless.

He is not a tyrant.

How could he allow his beloved minister, who had just made a great contribution and had just recovered from a serious injury, to sleep beside his bed?

If this gets out, the Censorate will definitely write about how he was cruel and abused his subjects.

"My dear, come up." Mu Qian stood up and motioned Jiang Zhiyi to sleep on the inside.

Jiang Zhiyi climbed in swiftly.

Only then did Mu Qian notice that Jiang Zhiyi was barefoot.

The slender, white and round toes seem to be shining with a lustrous luster.

Mu Qian quickly turned his gaze away.

Lie down straight and close your eyes.

Suddenly, his hand on his abdomen was pulled.

Then his arms were held in someone's arms.

Jiang Zhiyi fluttered around twice, looking for a comfortable position.

She whispered in Mu Qian's ear, "Brother, I think I'll sleep better if I hold you in my arms, is that okay?"

Mu Qian: ...

A warm and sweet breath hit his ears, and Mu Qian's whole body stiffened.

"Okay, brother?"

Jiang Zhiyi shook Mu Qian's arm.

Her lips accidentally brushed against Mu Qian's earlobe.

Mu Qian turned his head away with difficulty and nodded softly to show his agreement.

"Thank you, brother. You are so nice!"

Jiang Zhiyi happily reached out and hugged Mu Qian's waist.

She rested her head on his chest contentedly.

Then I went to sleep.

Mu Qian: ...

Jiang Zhiyi slept soundly, but he kept his eyes open until Xiao Lizi came to call him for the morning court.

Little Leo widened his eyes and pointed tremblingly at Jiang Zhiyi, who was clinging to Mu Qian like an octopus.

"Shh!" Mu Qian signaled to Little Leo not to make any noise and disturb Jiang Zhiyi who was sleeping soundly.

Little Leo quickly covered his mouth.

Mu Qian gently took Jiang Zhiyi's hands and feet off his body.

Then he got out of bed quietly.

Only when they reached the front hall did they signal Little Leo to change his clothes.

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

Little Leo asked tentatively.

Not everyone can sleep on the emperor's dragon bed.

"The child may have never slept alone before, and this is an unfamiliar place, so he may be a little afraid of the dark."

Mu Qian didn't care about the Tao.

This explanation sounded dry to Leo.

Are you afraid of the dark and dare to climb onto the dragon bed?

He was also afraid of the dark, and the emperor had never let him sleep.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs held a regular court meeting.

Jiang Zheng was listless the whole time.

Whatever Mu Qian says is what it is.

If anyone dares to say anything to refute or disagree, Jiang Zheng will go all out to help them get back at them.

After the court session, Jiang Zheng followed Mu Qian, nodding and bowing.

Mu Qian stopped, and Jiang Zheng also stopped.

Mu Qian left, and Jiang Zheng followed with his head down.

"My dear!"

Mu Qian turned around suddenly and Jiang Zheng almost bumped into his back.

"Your Majesty, I, your servant, want to take Yi'er home to recuperate."

Jiang Zheng spoke.

He was worried about leaving it in the palace.

Who knows whether Mu Qian gave him a living son or a dead son.

"Okay, follow me."

Mu Qian agreed without thinking.

If he was held in his arms while sleeping every night, he would probably die from staying up late.

Jiang Zheng never expected Mu Qian to be so easy to talk to.

Why didn't they just return their son to him without exchanging anything with him?

So simple?

Along the way, Jiang Zheng was wondering what big move Mu Qian was waiting for him.

Mu Qian thought Jiang Zhiyi would wake up early.

After all, staying in the military camp all year round would have a very good biological clock, and he had been sleeping for a very long time when he was unconscious.

Who knew that when he and Jiang Zheng arrived, someone was still sleeping soundly on the dragon bed.

He even opened his eyes and asked for a hug in a daze.

Jiang Zheng: ...

Mu Qian: ...

"Son, son..."

Jiang Zheng was flustered and at a loss, and winked at his son:

"Come down quickly."

He was happy that his son woke up.

But, that is the dragon bed!

Fucking dragon bed.

Anyone can climb it?

"Ok?"

Jiang Zhiyi looked over with blurry eyes.

The chubby middle-aged man seemed to be the original owner's father.

"father!"

Say hello politely.

Then she continued to open her arms and asked Mu Qian to hug her.

Mu Qian didn't feel comfortable moving forward, but he also felt it was too cruel to refuse.

"Prime Minister Jiang, please take care of the young master when you have time. After all, he is still young."

Jiang Zheng nodded hurriedly.

Is your son lacking love?

I also went to the battlefield at a very young age, and the battlefield was full of bad men.

How can I know how to take care of people?

He was so busy marching and fighting that he couldn't even have enough food to eat, let alone anyone caring about his son.

"Little Li, General Jiang has made outstanding military achievements. Prepare to escort him out of the palace on foot." Mu Qian gave the order.

"No, I'm not leaving. I want to stay here with my brother!"

Jiang Zhiyi's words were shocking.

[Host, Mu Qian is the ruler of a country. You can't be so unreasonable.]

5836 A tentative reminder.

It is said that when there is no one around, no one will care if you call me husband.

The problem is that there are so many eunuchs and palace maids, and the father of your world is watching.

The call of "brother" not only made Mu Qian's face red.

Jiang Zheng almost lost half his life by shouting.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I failed in my parenting. I will go back and teach him a lesson."

Jiang Zheng knelt down quickly with cold sweat on his forehead.

He is a very smart kid usually, but he must have been shot stupid by the arrow.

[No? Why are you yelling? I think it's kind of friendly to yell at my brother.]

Jiang Zhiyi didn't care.

He couldn't remember anything, he just felt that he should shout like this.

It will bring them closer.

[Mu Qian is the king of a country. Everyone who sees him must respectfully call him "Your Majesty."

Host, you should also shout like this.

When you are alone in private, you can shout whatever you want.

But if there is someone around, you must call him the emperor.

Otherwise, if someone with ulterior motives hears it and makes a fuss about it, it will be very disadvantageous to you.

Also, you cannot mention "I" in front of the Emperor, you must call yourself a subject.

【okay, I get it. 】

Jiang Zhiyi immediately changed her tone: "Your Majesty, may I stay?"

"It's okay." Mu Qian waved at Jiang Zheng.

When I heard Jiang Zhiyi change her words, I felt a little disappointed for some reason.

"Prime Minister Jiang is very worried about the young general's health. The young general should go home and recuperate for a while before making any further comments.

From now on, whenever the young general wants to see me, he can come to the palace anytime."

As he spoke, Mu Qian took off the jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Jiang Zhiyi.

Jiang Zhiyi happily accepted the jade pendant.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Looking at the way the boy cherished the jade pendant and the sincere smile on his face.

Mu Qian suddenly felt in a good mood again.

The loss was instantly filled.