Chapter 182 I Protect Her

The emperor's smile froze on his face.

[I am so mad! ]

[I’m so angry! 】

【Ah ...

This feeling is like having an argument with someone the day before yesterday, rehearsing all day yesterday how to fight back, and then the other party didn't do what you rehearsed...

This anger was stuck in my chest, unable to go up or down, and it was almost causing internal injuries. A year later, I would despise myself in my dreams at midnight.

An Jiu had a headache because of the screaming chickens, but she was still in a good mood. She held back her laughter, said something to the emperor, and went to wash up first.

"There are becoming less and less rules." muttered the emperor.

Eunuch Li thought, isn't it you who indulged her? Xiaojiu used to be very timid and cautious. Seeing you was like a mouse seeing a cat. Now, Xiaojiu has changed a lot.

…

After dinner, we prepared to go back.

But Prince Jing had left early due to something, Prince Duan was still sleeping, and An Jiu only saw Prince Ming.

He stared at the emperor with a half-smile on his face. He looked unfathomable and full of ulterior motives, as if he was planning something. But An Jiu felt that his IQ was such that he might just be laughing in his heart at the emperor for being such a grown man and still sleepwalking.

Of course, it is also possible that he really discovered something, after all, Ming Wang has amazing observation skills.

"Xiao Liu and I will go back together." After saying this, King Ming looked at the emperor deeply and left.

Prince Jing probably caught a cold yesterday, and his complexion did not look good. He coughed twice, watched the emperor leave, and gave them a lot of fruits and vegetables before leaving.

These things are common in summer but very precious in winter.

After walking for a while, the emperor suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at Prince Jing who was still standing at the door. Prince Jing's figure gradually became smaller and finally became a tiny dot until it disappeared.

The emperor then lowered the curtain and sighed.

"Actually, he is also very smart." The emperor suddenly said.

This "he"... is he referring to Prince Jing?

An Jiu looked up and found that the emperor was looking at her, waiting for her response.

[Ask me quickly...]

"Compared with His Majesty?" asked the considerate Xiaojiu.

Most of the late emperor's sons had average IQs. Those who were considered smart by the emperor must be really smart.

The emperor raised his chin in a haughty manner: "Of course he is a little worse than me."

An Jiu "..."

The emperor shook his head again and said with regret: "But he is in poor health."

Without a strong body, no matter how outstanding Prince Jing is, it will be of no use.

The emperor seemed particularly emotional today. He talked about his childhood and said that the tutor would ask very difficult questions, and others could only be jealous. Only he and Prince Jing could answer them correctly.

Sometimes, if he did not do well, the tutor would criticize him harshly, for example, the portrait of the emperor was shit, saying that he was a woman with a pink flower on his head and had no ambition, and that his handwriting was ugly and asked him to rewrite it a hundred times.

But when dealing with Prince Jing, the Grand Tutor was always gentle and kind, as if Prince Jing would be shattered if he spoke a little louder.

The other princes were the same. They were jealous of the emperor. Even when he later became the crown prince, everyone would still say bad things about him in secret. Sometimes they even wanted to beat him up. The food in the palace was terrible. Everyone knew about it after leaving the palace, but they all tacitly kept silent.

King Jing was in the military camp all year round, and the food in the army was not as good as that in the palace, so he didn't think it was a big deal, but the others did it on purpose.

I deliberately let the emperor suffer a little, but I can't let him have all the good things.

Everyone showed their plastic brotherhood to the fullest.

Even Prince Ruyang and the eldest prince showed their disdain obviously.

But everyone kept a tacit understanding towards Prince Jing. They were afraid to speak loudly, never played with him, never made jokes with him, and always treated him gently and carefully.

As for whether the calligraphy, paintings, and books Prince Jing wrote were good, no one cared, because Prince Jing was destined to die.

Why bother with a dying person?

This is how everyone treats Prince Jing.

The emperor also thought that if Prince Jing had not been ill, perhaps the throne would not have been his.

He looked at one part of the carriage and fell silent.

[Suddenly I miss my father...]

【It would be great if he were alive. 】

An Jiu paused.

Why did she suddenly become so sad? It made her miss her mother too.

The two people looked at each other.

Why……

The carriage suddenly stopped.

"There is an assassin..."

Before the person outside could finish his words, a sharp arrow flew through the air and hit the inner wall of the carriage. The tail of the arrow was still shaking. An Jiu was still in shock when he was pulled into the emperor's arms.

"His Majesty……"

The emperor said, "It's okay. Lin San will take care of it."

[The arrows have been shot into my carriage. Lin San is really a waste.]

With her life at stake, An Jiu dared not act bravely. She lay on the emperor's chest and could hear his steady heartbeat.

Not long after, Lin San's voice was heard from outside.

"Your Majesty, it's solved."

"Um."

An Jiu thought he would at least go out to take a look and ask a question, but he didn't. However, the emperor's heartbeat seemed to speed up.

【Not getting up yet. 】

An Jiu raised his head and met the emperor's gaze. It was hard to describe this look, but it made people's hearts tremble.

An Jiu quickly got up.

"His Majesty……"

"Hmm." The emperor breathed out.

He felt something was wrong with him.

When encountering danger, why do we protect the goose first?

Could it be that...

In his heart, the fool is more important than himself?

An Jiu lowered her head. She could hear the emperor's thoughts clearly.

Is her relationship with her boss so good?

Why would the boss protect her the first time she was in danger?

She couldn't help but secretly glance at the emperor.

The carriage continued to move forward, and the atmosphere became a little weird on the way.

An Jiu just listened quietly to the emperor's inner thoughts.

[I...something is wrong.]

He glanced at An Jiu.

Is this a good thing?

The emperor looked at An Jiu again.

[I am the ruler of a country, it should be no problem for me to have a maid, no one will say anything. ]

An Jiu "..."

【But……】

The emperor looked at An Jiu again.

【never mind. 】

He let out a breath.

An Jiu paused.

Why... just forget it???

Human emotions are very strange, especially the feelings between men and women, which are varied and change rapidly.

For example, An Jiu, who rejected the emperor not long ago, does she really dislike the emperor and the tyrant?

No no no.

For an ordinary person in the previous life and a little palace maid in this life, the emperor is definitely the ceiling-level man An Jiu has ever met.

Handsome, rich, high social status...

Who wouldn't like him?

She was somewhat moved.

But the emperor has three palaces and six courtyards, and so many wives, and there will be more in the future. An Jiu doesn't want to be one of them. She can't accept sharing a husband with other women.

He was not wrong either, after all he was the emperor.

But why did the Emperor...

An Jiu exhaled.

Never mind, this is good enough.

As adults, we should know our limits.

But at this time, the emperor's voice was heard again in the carriage.

[Xiaojiu, who has no background, no family background, and no brains, will be eaten alive if she goes to the harem. ]

[It’s best if you stay by my side. ]

[I...will protect her.]

An Jiu "..."

The dog emperor threw a small stone into her heart...

Just like that, ripples appeared again...