Chapter 143 Three Rules

The emperor set several rules for An Jiu.

"First, don't give me that weird hairstyle. If I see it again, I will not let you off easily."

An Jiu was speechless.

She doesn't know anything else.

It seems I need to learn from Eunuch Li.

"Second, there must not be anything pink on my body, understand?"

An Jiu looked at him.

Are you sure, little majesty???

The emperor asked angrily, "What are you looking at?"

An Jiu was helpless: "Your Majesty, if that person..."

"Wait until he falls asleep and then release them all for me," the emperor said impatiently.

An Jiu nodded: "I understand."

Death pretender...

Just pretend...

The emperor mentioned another point of attention. An Jiu understood the other two points, but he didn’t understand the last one.

What does it mean that you are not allowed to secretly guide him to do inappropriate things?

"What does your majesty mean?"

An Jiu has worked before. If you encounter vague requests from your leader, you must ask for clarification, otherwise you will step on a landmine and you will be the one to take the blame in the future.

【snort. 】

【She still has the nerve to ask. 】

【Lin San has told me everything.】

[I think she did it on purpose.]

【Full of tricks.】

An Jiu "..."

No, what did she do?

"In short, you are not allowed." The emperor said with a cold face. He no longer paid attention to An Jiu and went to bed angrily.

An Jiu was speechless. She went to the back hall. The candles were bright here, which was just right for her to do needlework.

There was some pink satin left over from making a quilt cover, and Anjiu wanted to use it to sew a pink violent bear doll.

But it's easier said than done. After reworking it several times, it finally looks like what it is. She plans to make it tonight and then fill it with some cotton to see if it looks good...

Time passed little by little, and Anjiu felt a pain in her waist and back. She looked up and saw the tyrant squatting in front of her, staring intently at the cloth in her hand...

"What is this?" asked the tyrant.

An Jiu patted his chest and smiled: "Your Majesty will know in a while."

She took some cotton and stuffed it into the doll case, and a pink violent bear the size of a palm was ready...

The tyrant's eyes lit up.

"like."

He held out his hand: "Give it to me."

Anjiu handed it to him: "Isn't it cute?"

The tyrant looked at the doll, then at her, and thought of something, and said loudly, "Cute."

The Guanghua Palace was quite large, and the echo of his roar could be heard.

An Jiu made him laugh.

"We'll get a rope later so we can hang it up."

The tyrant nodded.

She asked Tyrant to hold the string for her, and soon she made a chain, hung the bear on it, and put it around Tyrant's neck.

"Happy."

The tyrant touched the bear, his eyes shining like stars. Anjiu was about to say that he would make him a big one in a few days, but he suddenly came over and kissed Anjiu on the lips.

An Jiu "..."

She was just about to say something.

"I like you." The tyrant stared at Anjiu: "I like you."

An Jiu "..."

No...it's not like that...

But the tyrant was obviously very excited.

He pressed Anjiu's head and kissed her again...

…

Xiao Fuzi yawned and thought about going into the inner hall to take a look. In case the emperor wanted something, he should not delay any longer.

But when he entered the palace, he found that the emperor was no longer in bed.

Xiao Fuzi guessed that person should come out.

He was very afraid of tyrants.

Just as he was about to sneak away, he heard a crisp sound.

Xiao Fuzi paused and looked in the direction of the sound.

Vaguely, he saw two people...

Xiao Fuzi had been in the palace since she was a child and had grown up being slapped in the face. She was very familiar with the sound and recognized it as soon as she heard it.

only……

Who hit who?

However, before he could figure it out, he felt something was wrong. He looked up and found that the tyrant had stood in front of him, staring at him coldly, and five finger marks were clearly visible on his face...

Xiao Fuzi softened at that moment.

He didn't know whether he should think about what to do in this situation first? Or where did Xiaojiu go? She dared to slap the emperor, was she beaten to death by the emperor...

Xiao Fuzi was completely numb until An Jiu came out of the house. She ran over to pull Tyrant and said, "Don't scare people."

Then Xiao Fuzi saw that the cruel emperor who killed people at the slightest disagreement took a step back obediently.

He looked at Anjiu with an innocent look on his face: "I didn't."

Xiao Fuzi was probably numb with fear at this time, and his head was stuffy, so he looked at the emperor and then at Xiao Jiu.

An Jiu gave him a look.

Very good, Xiao Fuzi has no idea what it means.

Seeing that Xiao Fuzi was still there, the tyrant was unhappy. He stared at Xiao Fuzi and asked coldly: "Did I...scare you?"

“…No…No…”

Xiao Fuzi: Wuuwuwu, Master, save me...

Xiao Fuzi came to his senses and ran out

An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

She remembered the emperor's instructions and said to the tyrant, "Don't go out today."

The tyrant had no intention of going out.

He loved this little bear so much that he couldn't let it go, looking left and right...

An Jiu told him seriously: "Don't kiss girls on the mouth in the future."

After a pause, she added: "Neither is the face."

The tyrant ignored it, as if he didn't hear it.

An Jiu was speechless.

She knew the boy could hear her, but he pretended not to.

And the tyrant's mind is full of: like, like, like, like...

An Jiu stared at his handsome and innocent profile for a while, and suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, what do you like? A bear? Or me?"

The tyrant stroked the little bear and said, "I like them all."

Afraid that Anjiu didn't understand, he repeated, "I like them all."

Before, An Jiu thought that his liking was just like a child’s.

But now, she was a little unsure.

So she asked again: "Do you like me? What kind of like? Is it the same as liking a bear?"

Tyrant: “I like them all.”

So cunning...

An Jiu then changed the question: "Your Majesty, do you still remember how old you are this year?"

Say seven years old.

An Jiu looked at him expectantly.

However, the tyrant looked at her with a confused look in his eyes: "I don't know..."

Don’t know… or don’t want to say?

Anjiu stared at him.

The emperor has a very high IQ, and he should be very smart even if he is only seven or eight years old.

Really good at pretending...

"Go to sleep." An Jiu suddenly said.

The tyrant took the bear to bed.

He looked at the shit-yellow quilt with disgust.

Then he moved inward, leaving a gap for Anjiu.

An Jiu refused: "Your Majesty, please go to sleep."

This is a dragon bed, she dare not sleep on it.

“Not happy.”

The tyrant stood up and looked at her.

【Unhappy, unhappy, unhappy! 】

An Jiu let out a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty, I really can't sleep on this bed."

The tyrant stared at her for a while, then suddenly reached out, grabbed An Jiu and ran out.

Lin San, who was in the dark, saw the emperor running out again and hurriedly said, "Chase, chase, chase... Chase quickly."

However, they still lost track of the emperor.