Chapter 39： Faint Little Emperor 10 (1/2)

Zhao Ze, through the slight intoxication, couldn't help but reach out and touch the cheek of the little emperor, staring for a long time, only to pull the quilt and help the other party to cover it.

When I walked out of the dormitory, a cool breeze came and Zhao Ze suddenly woke up. Realizing what he had just done, his fingertips trembled a little, and he couldn't help but touch his lips. It seemed that there was still a soft touch.

He should have feared and repented of this kind of crime. In fact, the heart is uncontrollable.

The little **** who was outside the temple was squatting at the moment and asked if he would stay.

When the emperor and the courtiers discussed the matter, they often had a discussion until late at night, and the palace therefore had a room for the minister to stay.

Zhao Ze turned and looked at the palace, but shook his head and said, "No need."

When he was in the army, he often thought about coming back. At that time, I always felt that as long as I could stay with the little emperor, it would be enough to see one side every day. But when he really saw each other, he found that he was not satisfied at all, and he could not control more.

He raised his hand and covered his eyes, and he sighed deeply. Sometimes he couldn't help but think. If he didn't read the books when he was a teenager, he wouldn't learn the rituals and lectures. If there is no moral justice in the heart, when the little emperor liked him, maybe... he agreed.

Back in the Fuzhong, Zhao Ze was lying on the bed and turned to the side, almost never sleep.

The next morning, he stood in a relatively front position, and he could clearly see that the lips of the little emperor were much more rosy than usual. He bowed his head with some guilty conscience and did not say a word in the whole process.

The group of officials met, and thought that he was deliberately avoiding the limelight and wanted to dispel the suspicion of the emperor.

I didn’t notice the abnormality in my lips because of the hangover. When I woke up in the morning, his attention was on the headache.

After the early morning, he announced Zhao Ze’s deliberation. Actually, he was looking for someone to help with the approval.

Zhao Ze is now a librarian in the middle of the book, which is equivalent to the deputy prime minister. The intention to arrange him in this position is already very obvious. Zhao Ze was originally a civil servant. Even if he led the army, he still had a civilian post. Plus, he made a great contribution this time, and he couldn’t help but hurry.

However, Zhao Ze’s behavior has become more respectful and there is no sign of arrogance.

After a few days, I was not aware of the cold. He found that after Zhao Ze came back, he seemed to be a lot less than himself.

Is Zhao Ze thinking like a courtier, thinking that he is suspicion of him, deliberately killing with a high position?

Xiang Han felt that this was not good. He took the route of the monarch and the minister, not the mutual suspicion route.

So this day, he approved the book, and he left Zhao Ze to eat together, recalling the deep friendship of the King of the Emperor.

When it comes to moving, he can't help but hold Zhao Ze's hand and say cordially: "Zhao Qing, the unreasonable guess in the middle of the DPRK, you don't have to pay attention. You and me have more than a courtier's feelings, but also the meaning of teachers and students. Your Loyalty, you know very well, you will never be unreasonably jealous of you. You are the shackles of the sacred bones, the pillars of the community, don’t be ignorant with a few rumors.

In fact, in the palace that night, Zhao Ze knew that the little emperor had never suspected himself, and now he is deliberately unfamiliar, but his desire to suppress his heart.

It can be seen that when the little emperor's slender fingers were held in his wrist, he couldn't help but smother the horse. He wanted to cut off the insomnia sleeves and let the little emperor directly touch his skin.

Seeing him in the cold, he was speechless, and he couldn’t help but whisper. He thought: Will it not be centrifuged?

"Zhao Qing?" He couldn't help but grab some, and tried to ask.

Zhao Ze felt the strength of the wrist, and this suddenly returned to God. He couldn't help but look at the little emperor, and he looked at himself with some nervousness. He couldn't help but smile and whispered, "No, the minister will always believe in His Majesty."

Seeing that he is no longer a respectful, he is relieved to the cold, and then happy to clip the flesh and hand over to consolidate the friendship between the monarch and the court. The little eunuch, who was next to the cloth, met and couldn’t help but look tangled.

Zhao Ze took the dish and thought about it. It was the cockroach used by His Majesty. The cockroach tip might have just been smashed by the bright red tongue. At this time, he gave him a dish...

Suddenly he felt a hot face, and he lowered his head and sent the meat to the entrance. He slowly refined it and seemed to be able to taste the taste of a little emperor.

After this conversation, the two restored their intimacy in the past.

Since then, Zhao Ze has been left behind by the emperor and then used to eat together. In the hall, only one eye hint is needed to the cold, and Zhao Ze knows what he wants to do, and the intimacy is intimate.

Zhao Ze sometimes feels that in addition to the courtiers, the young emperor is selected, and Zhao mother often urges him to become a relative. Now this situation seems to be nothing bad.

He occasionally thinks that if they can never get married, it will be good to stay with them. But he knows that this is impossible. The little emperor has already passed the ceremony. No matter what the woman does, the courtiers will ask him to stand after the election.

As for myself, the first two years can be excused from the war, but I can return to Changan. Not only the mother is in a hurry, but even the father who has never asked such a thing has mentioned it several times.

This kind of thing, he can always refuse, but the little emperor can't. For the sake of Jiangshan Society, the other party will eventually choose to stand and give birth to the heir.