At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are all hooligans

It's easy to find small things, and the stinky fox doesn't remember himself, but it's still the same as before, which makes people love and hate.

Oh, by the way, when Bai Yi threw the demon stone to the little fox, the little guy stared at it dumbfounded, "This is what I want to give you."

Bai Yi gritted her teeth, smelly fox, why are you so ignorant?

When Ji Tang was a baby, he often traveled between the magic palace and the imperial palace.

Every time Bai Yi looks at him, his eyes are very hot. Whenever this happens, Ji Tang reminds quietly, "I am a little baby."

Bai Yi: "..."

When the little fox teased someone irresponsibly again, Bai Yi finally couldn't bear to press him down.

Jinyan seemed to have found a talisman, "I am a little doll."

Bai Yi clenched her fists, "What will you do in spring?"

Jinyan proudly said, "I'm a baby, so I don't need that."

Bai Yi angrily gnawed at the man's neck, and Jin Yan kicked his legs, resisting stubbornly, "I'm a little baby."

Bai Yi lowered his hands, stroking the person's belly familiarly, the strange thing is that the normally fleshy belly turned out to be flat.

The strings in his head suddenly tightened, Bai Yi propped himself up, looked at the familiar person, unable to calm down for a long time.

Jinyan didn't understand, so, "What's wrong?"

Bai Yi raised her mouth, "There is a demand."

……

Jinyan lay in bed for seven days.

"Ancestor," Bai Yi waved the chicken leg in front of people's eyes, "Seven days is enough."

Jinyan reached out to grab the chicken leg.

Like teasing a child, Bai Yi raised it up abruptly, "No, you can't eat chicken legs if you feel uncomfortable."

"Oh," Jinyan was listless, still thinking about why he lost his virginity so quickly, and why he became bigger at that time, "Anyway, it's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable."

Bai Yi rolled her eyes, "It's not the first time." As for Qi Tian?

"Bastard," Jinyan raised his foot and kicked the person, and said angrily, "isn't it the first time you can do this to me?"

After a lot of arguments, coquettish threats, soft and hard, the little fox finally got his wish and gnawed on the chicken leg.

Jinyan was enjoying his meal, and suddenly realized that there was another person, so he waved the things on his hand at the person, and said generously, "Do you want to eat?"

Just like back then, he yelled at the stranger, "Do you want to eat chicken?"

"You eat." Bai Yi smiled and wiped the oil off his mouth for someone, with a gentle voice.

☆, Spoiler: I was young at that time ([-])

When Young Master Ji learned that he was going to be sent to the palace, he refused in his heart.He even wanted to steal his father's sword and walk the rivers and lakes.

So Ji Xiang is not born to like to stay in the palace.

"What are you afraid of?" Tang Keyu pulled his son, half-coaxing and half-deceiving, "It's just a companion, not a princess."

Young Master Ji pointed at the person and condemned, "You irresponsible mother!"

Tang Keyu calmly pointed his son's index finger back and said with a smile, "The prince looks good."

Only then did Young Master Ji compromise, and reluctantly entered the palace with his schoolbag on his back.It was only later that I learned that as soon as he entered the palace, his parents went wandering around the world.

In the study room, the little prince was lying on the desk, copying the book stroke by stroke.

Quite cute, this is Ye Jinghua's first impression on Ji Zhuo.

Ji Zhuo walked over, sat next to the person, and said loudly, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."

Ye Jinghua raised her head, glanced at him, then lowered her head and continued with what she was doing, her face expressionless the whole time.

What are you writing?Ji Zhuo moved his head curiously.

"Cough." Taifu Li walked into the study shaking his fan, "Here you are?"

"Hello, Master Tai Tu." Young Master Ji said in a childish voice, respectfully.

"Okay." Master Tai Tuo threw down a pile of books, and a sentence, "Copy this."

Ji Zhuo looked at the thick stack of books, "..." This Taifu is too unqualified.

During class, Tai Tu shook his head, "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind."

The little prince followed suit.

Young Master Ji also pretended to read, but his heart didn't know where it went.

Taking advantage of Taifu not paying attention, Ji Zhuo pulled Ye Jinghua's sleeve and said mysteriously, "It's wrong for you to study like this."

The little prince's eyeballs were dark and glowing.

"When you are studying, you have to shake your head." Ji Zhuo's face was not flushed, and his heart was not beating. "The ancient sages are like that."

The little prince obviously didn't believe it.

"Look, Tai Tuo is like that," Ji Zhuo flickered, "That way you can remember quickly and firmly."

The little prince secretly observed the Tai Tuo, and it really was.

The palace is really boring, Ji Zhuo raised his eyes and saw that the grand master was dozing off, and the little prince was also studying hard. He was overjoyed and took this opportunity to sneak out of the study room. After searching for a long time in the huge palace, he finally found one. The palace walls are not heavily guarded.

Halfway through the climb, a voice sounded from behind, "What are you doing?"

Ji Zhuo was so scared that he almost fell off, and when he looked back, it was the little prince with paralyzed face.

Ji Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, jumped down, patted the ashes on his hands, winked at people, and said, "It's fun outside."

"It's not fun," Ye Jinghua pouted, "I've been there."

Ji Zhuo raised his chin in the direction of the city wall and urged, "Will you go?"

Ye Jinghua hesitated a little.

Ji Zhuo said fiercely, "I didn't expect the dignified prince to be a coward."

Hearing this, the little prince walked down to the palace wall without saying a word, and pondered for a long time, but he always slid down halfway through the climb, making no progress at all.

Ji Zhuo smiled for a long time before saying, "I'll help you."

After saying that, he bent down, "Come up."

... I will not say how difficult the process is.

Not daring to play for too long, the two wandered around the palace for an hour before returning to the palace.

When he came back, the Tai Tuo was still sound asleep, and the two little guys had escaped unharmed, smiling at each other.

Every time there is a second time, the two of them climbed the palace wall more and more proficiently, and the time they stayed outside the palace became longer and longer.

"Hey," Ye Jinghua pointed at the gadgets on the street, and said strangely, "Look there."

Ji Zhuo looked in the direction the person pointed, walked slowly to the side of the stall, took out the silver, "Take two."

The stall owner was overjoyed, such a rich son, he quickly picked two for him.Ji Zhuo handed them both over.

Ye Jinghua took the things, her eyes were dark and bright.

Ji Zhuo lost his mind, thinking that the little prince looks really good-looking.

The two wandered aimlessly, and didn't think about going back to the palace until the money in their pockets was almost spent.

Taking a shortcut and bypassing a narrow alley, a group of people came over within a few steps.

"Where is the young master?" The leader shook the stick in his hand, looking fierce.

"Bold." Ye Jinghua frowned.

Ji Zhuo hurriedly covered the person's mouth and protected him behind him.

"It's quite amazing," the man laughed loudly, and said to his companion, "It really is a child from a rich family, Xiao Wu, let's send it."

"No," the person behind muttered, "I bought so many things."

Ji Zhuo frowned, it seemed that he had followed all the way.

The few people approached slowly, Ji Zhuo looked carefully, thinking in his mind, these people are only fifteen or sixteen years old, they look like gangsters at first glance, it should not be a problem to deal with four or five people by themselves, the alley is narrow...

Ji Zhuo took the man's hand and stepped back cautiously. Suddenly, something stirred him. Ji Zhuo made a plan and squeezed Ye Jinghua's hand. Ye Jinghua was stunned for a moment, and then he understood.The two continued to back away calmly.

"My brother has been weak and sick since he was a child, can you just arrest me?" The child's soft voice was full of prayers.

"No," the man said with a stern face, uncompromising, "Let the little bastard report to the police?"

"Don't report to the official," Ji Zhuo hurriedly shook his head, "My brother is stupid, he couldn't think of this."

In the darkness, Ye Jinghua secretly picked up the stick on the ground.

"Be safe and let you go, we will leave after we take the money," the man threatened people fiercely, "or you will die!"

Sure enough, the talking child shut up obediently, and the child shrinking behind him also didn't speak, completely losing the momentum just now.

The punks thought to themselves, it really is the young master of a rich family, look how frightened they are.

The gangster in the head grabbed the man's arm without any precautions. Ji Zhuo saw the timing and punched the man's face hard. He didn't expect such a small child to be so powerful. The man took a blow unexpectedly and covered his face Rolling on the ground crying father and mother.

The rest rushed forward, and the two nimbly moved aside, looking around vigilantly back to back.

Ye Jinghua stuffed the stick into the man's hand.

Another person rushed over, and Ji Zhuo swung the stick to death and hit the person on the head and face, and two of the five fell down in the blink of an eye.

"You run first." Ji Zhuo whispered.

As soon as the words fell, the strong gangster rushed over with a punch, and Ji Zhuo had no time to hide, so he could only use a stick to block it.

With a bang, the stick broke into two pieces.

The situation is not good, Ji Zhuo took the man's hand, "Run."

The two turned their heads and ran all the way, the wind whistling in their ears, and they didn't stop even after throwing the people behind them. After running for a long time, the two stopped, panting heavily.

"Have fun." Ji Zhuo was in a good mood.

Ye Jinghua only cared about panting, but didn't speak.

It was already dark, and the two of them struggled to climb up the palace wall after groping for a long time. As soon as they landed, their eyes hurt from the bright light.

Looking up, I saw a group of people in a mighty posture...

Master Tai Tuo was also among them, pointing at the two of them tremblingly, too angry to say a word.

Ye Zhe glanced at the prince, and said coldly, "Is this the emperor?"

The two remained silent.

Su Qingluan looked at the two dirty people on the ground, dumbfounded.

That night, the two were locked in the study to copy books.

Under the dim candlelight, the little prince straightened his back and made a stroke.

Young Master Ji lay lazily on the table, looking at people for a while, and biting the tip of his pen for a while.

"Copy the book well," Ye Jinghua said.

"What are you copying that for?" Ji Zhuo leaned back comfortably, looked at the roof beams, and said disdainfully, "boring"

Ye Jinghua didn't pay attention to people, she still stood up straight and was meticulous.

"Don't copy it anymore," Ji Zhuo said, "How tiring."

Ye Jinghua calmly and horizontally.

"You look so good-looking." Ji Zhuo looked at him blankly.

Ye Jinghua let out an "um" in her throat.

"Aren't you drowsy?" Ji Zhuo lay on the table, never taking his eyes off his face.

Ye Jinghua was stunned, "Copy the book."

"Take a break, and no one will know." Ji Zhuo felt very comfortable with his face pillowed on his arms, and he dozed off lazily.

"No need." Ye Jinghua said.

"Then I fell asleep?" Ji Zhuo closed his eyes and opened them again after a while, "Are you really not sleepy?"

Ye Jinghua shook her head sullenly.

Ji Zhuo closed his eyes comfortably, "Okay."

After a while, he opened his eyes again, and persisted in persuading, "Take a break."

Ye Jinghua curled her lips, "You will be punished."

"No," Ji Zhuo took the pen from the man's hand and assured, "They were just joking."

Ye Jinghua's face turned dark, "My father, queen mother never jokes."

"Oh." Really?

Seeing people copying so seriously, Ji Zhuo suddenly regained his energy and leaned over to take a look.

The little prince's handwriting is very beautiful, delicate and solemn, the fingertips holding the pen are slightly red, and the knuckles are white...

"You look at it like this, I can't keep copying it." Ye Jinghua said sullenly.

"Then you can rest?" Ji Zhuo looked at the person.

Ye Jinghua was very stubborn, "I won't stop."

"Hmm." Ji Zhuo scratched the back of Ren's hand with his hand.

Ye Jinghua's earlobes turned red, she gritted her teeth, "What are you doing?"

"Keep copying," Ji Zhuo scratched happily, "I'll sleep in a while."

Ye Jinghua: "..." How can I copy you like this.

☆, Fanwai: I was young at that time ([-])

"It's very comfortable to sleep on your arms." Ji Zhuo yawned exaggeratedly as he said.

Ye Jinghua wanted to yawn a little.

"It's soft, as if you can fall asleep as soon as you close your eyes," Ji Zhuo continued, "What's more, we have been out of the palace to play for so long..."

Ye Jinghua finally couldn't help but dozed off.

"I knew you were sleepy too," Young Master Ji put his hand on the back of his head with a triumphant smile on his face, making him lie on the table, "Okay, go to sleep."

Ye Jinghua struggled, but didn't get up, so she could only say, "I didn't say sleep."

Ji Zhuo took out the pen in his hand and moved the paper over, "Coward, then I will copy it for you."

"No need—" Ye Jinghua went to grab it.

Ji Zhuo dipped his pen into the ink, "Anyway, I can't sleep if you're like this."

"That's not necessary," Ye Jinghua snatched the pen from the man, and said fiercely, "You copy your own."

"No." Ji Zhuo protected his things and said firmly.

The two stalemate for a long time, Ye Jinghua compromised helplessly, "We all sleep."

Ji Zhuo looked smug, and finally put down the pen and paper, pillowed on his arm, and looked at people with bright eyes.

It wasn't until Ye Jinghua also lay down on the table that she closed her eyes in satisfaction.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, "I'm asleep."

The little prince pillowed his arms and closed his eyes.

Ji Zhuo opened his eyes from time to time, harassing people, "I'm asleep."

Ye Jinghua hid her head in her arms, curled her lips, this man is really annoying.

Sleeping until midnight, Ye Jinghua opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ji Zhuo was copying a book seriously with his head down.

"Hush," Ji Zhuo winked at the person, "Go to sleep."

Ye Jinghua was puzzled, "Are you afraid of being punished?"

Ji Zhuo kept writing in his hand, and said in his mouth, "I'm afraid you will be punished."

"Huh?" Ye Jinghua frowned.

"Look," Ji Zhuo took the things in front of people, showing off, "Does it look like it?"

Ye Jinghua lowered her head and saw that the familiar font was written by herself at first glance.

"I'm amazing." Ji Zhuo was triumphant.

"Who told you to copy it?" Ye Jinghua lowered her head, her voice was fierce, and she couldn't see the expression on her face.

"It's almost finished," Ji Zhuo laughed, "This book is really boring."

"You are the most boring." Ye Jinghua raised her head and stared at him.

Ji Zhuo approached the person, and the person's beautiful eyes under the candlelight made people fall into it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Inexplicable feelings took root in my heart, and before I had time to think too much, I fell willingly.

Ye Jinghua suddenly stared blankly at the person.

"What's wrong?" Ji Zhuo smiled.

Ye Jinghua caressed the side of the man's face with his hand, the movement was as gentle as a feather, scratching Young Master Ji's heart itchy.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Jinghua asked, never noticing the bruise on the side of this man's face.

"It doesn't hurt." I didn't feel it at all.

Ye Jinghua took her hand away, "Oh."

"It hurts, it hurts..." Ji Zhuo was feeling sore in his heart, when his hands left suddenly, he hurriedly said, "Touch again."

Ye Jinghua obediently caressed the Master's face, gently rubbing the bruise.

"Hey." Ji Zhuo called out.

Ye Jinghua responded subconsciously, "Yes."

"I don't know what the prince thinks at this time?" Ji Zhuo pointed to the pile of books.

Ye Jinghua thought for a while and said, "Seldom go out of the palace in the future." There was a hint of unwillingness in the words.

Ji Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth, "No."

"Huh?" Ye Jinghua looked at him curiously.

Young Master Ji raised his chest proudly, "Hide behind me in the future, and I will protect you."

Ye Jinghua pressed the bruise with her fingers, and said in a muffled voice, "It's a beautiful thought."

"It hurts." Ji Zhuo bared his teeth with an exaggerated expression.

Ye Jinghua: "...It deserves it."

Ji Xiaogong put down the pen in his hand, and he was eloquent at a young age, "Prince, you are bullying others."

"It's so disappointing to still treat the strong and bully the weak without gratitude," said Ji Xiaogong with a romantic look in his eyes, "Why are you like this?"

"What about me?" Ye Jinghua raised her eyebrows, "The crown prince hasn't hit you yet!"

"You hit me?" Ji Xiaogong wrinkled his nose, the sadness in his eyes was so intense that he couldn't get rid of it, "I treat you as a friend and you want to hit me?"

Ye Jinghua: "..." How could there be such a person?

"It's a pity that I have always admired you so much," Ji Zhuo continued to growl, "What do you want from me!?"

Ye Jinghua poked it straight, "You're acting."

Ji Zhuo reminded, "...I just said that I admire you."

Ye Jinghua: "Oh."

"Aren't you going to say something?" Young Master Ji was anxious.

"What?" the little prince asked cooperatively.

"For example," Ji Zhuo blinked and said slyly, "I also admire me and so on."

Ye Jinghua was reluctant, "This crown prince has also admired the prime minister for a long time."

Ji Zhuo said embarrassedly, "You talk for a long time."

The prince was very calm at a young age, "Slip of tongue."

"No, it's a deal," Ji Zhuo hooked his little finger, "Come on, pull the hook."

Ye Jinghua curled her lips in disdain, "Who plays this kind of child's game with you?"

In the end, the two children played this child's game anyway.

On the second day, the two stood obediently in the imperial study room, and Ye Zhe looked at the neatly copied book by the emperor with satisfaction.

"Father," Ye Jinghua said, "I have something to play."

"Let's talk." Ye Zhe was in a good mood.

"Father, please punish me," Ye Jinghua bowed her head, "My boy was lazy last night, this is not written by him."

Ji Zhuo pulled the man's arm.

Ye Zhe seemed to know it a long time ago, and said lightly, "Continue."

"The boy fell asleep last night, and Ji Zhuo didn't sleep all night," Ye Jinghua paused, as if he had made up his mind, "He copied this for the boy."

"Really?" Ye Zhe looked at Young Master Ji and asked slowly.

"Your Majesty," Ji Zhuo knew that he couldn't escape, so he had to say, "The prince also stayed up late, and you know how His Royal Highness is doing."

Ye Zhe paused when he heard the words.

Cold sweat broke out on both of their backs.

"Hehe," Ye Zhe suddenly smiled, "Master Ji Xiang's family is really smart."

Ye Jinghua: "..." Is there any?

"I've been suffocating in the palace all day." Ye Zhe looked at the two of them, and the next words were completely unexpected, "I grant you a few days off."

The two teenagers in the imperial study looked at each other and smiled, filled with joy.

At that time, the crown prince had just passed his tenth birthday, and the son of the Ji family was also ten years old.

The afternoon sun poured down, casting a layer of brilliance on the people lying on the table.The dots of light danced playfully on the person's long eyelashes, and the little prince frowned and pouted dissatisfiedly as if he had been disturbed.

Seeing this scene, Ji Zhuo, who secretly ran to the palace to give someone some snacks, couldn't help but slow down his heartbeat for a while, and after a long while, he finally couldn't help but kiss him.Even the eloquent and top-notch Ji Xiang blushed, let go of his snacks and hurriedly escaped.

Only the little prince who was still pretending to sleep was left with a face as red as a tomato.

In the following days, Xiao Ji Xiangyun was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.

The more natural he is, the angrier the little prince gets.

What are you doing?I treat you as a friend and you actually kiss me secretly?He ran away after kissing, the prince's little head couldn't figure it out, the more he thought about it, the more annoying he became.

After dreaming of Ji Zhuo for several days, the little prince finally refused to sneak out of the palace with the little prime minister for the first time.

Also not calm is Li Taifu who accidentally saw this scene, Ji Zhuo that little bastard is so, so bold!Is this okay?

When Li Taifu slapped Ji Zhuo on the sidelines, Ji Zhuo said innocently, "Who was that uncle who rubbed shoulders with Master Taifu yesterday?"

Taifu Li gritted his teeth, threatening, absolutely threatening!

After Ye Jinghua succeeded to the throne, the relationship between the two became more and more delicate, and they began to show their affection in a high-profile manner, no, it was a serious discord.

It is said that Ji Xiang is romantic and suave, who in Wangcheng would not want to marry his daughter to him?Almost all the girls care about the prime minister, and they blush when they mention Ji Xiang...

Words spread to Ye Jinghua's ears. Ye Jinghua was depressed, and she thought she was depressed so quietly.

Want to marry you?

Prime Minister, is there any progress in the matter of Pizhou?

Prime Minister, is there any clue about the Youzhou magistrate accepting bribes?

Ji Xiang, the world is not yet settled, why should a family be?

Ji Zhuo, the prime minister's mansion is in the golden house again?

……

I just want to see if you still have time to spend the next month! ?

Little did he know that every time Ji Zhuo laughed, idiot, my heart is all about you, how can I spend time with others?

When the prime minister was in a bad mood, he summoned Ji Xiang into the palace to reprimand him. Every time the prime minister entered the palace, the imperial study room was in disarray.

The ambiguity between the two is so ambiguous, everyone is thinking about the ceremony, and there have been several serialized books on the theme of the emperor's face, but the emperor himself doesn't understand people's intentions, so I'm about to get angry, I'm not jealous, Ghosts like Ji Zhuo...

Until Ji Zhuo confessed.

Alas, stupid little Hunjun.

Alas, quarter seconds soon.

Alas, it is so perfect.