Chapter 207: Brush Your Teeth

Back in Guanghua Hall, the emperor finally saw the wood carving on the bed.

He held the wood carving and looked at it for a while.

Suddenly laughed.

An Jiu lowered his head guiltily.

In fact, at the beginning, she bought this wood sculpture just because she thought it was fun, and she had no intention of giving it to anyone.

But she had a dream that the tyrant ran away.

She knew in her heart that the tyrant would disappear one day.

So I can't help but favor him and want to be nice to him...

I’m afraid there won’t be another chance in the future.

But the emperor obviously misunderstood something, and An Jiu didn't want to explain. If she gave the wood carving to the emperor, it would be a double-edged sword. Since he said he didn't like it and didn't accept it, why did she give him something to make him more delusional?

[It is not for me after all. 】

The emperor felt a dull ache in his chest, and was extremely uncomfortable. He casually placed the wood carving on the table and went to bed early. However, he did not fall asleep, and forced himself to stay alert and vigilant.

Then he felt himself getting up, but he couldn't move.

It’s like a dream, and like looking at people from another perspective.

He saw Xiaojiu. She had always been keeping her brows down, but at this moment, she raised her head high and looked into his eyes. Her expression was lively and a little gentle...

The emperor rarely saw her like this.

But it wasn't because of him.

It's really enviable.

The emperor suddenly felt a bitter feeling in his heart.

"What's wrong?" An Jiu found that the tyrant was distracted.

The tyrant shook his head and bent down to kiss her on the cheek.

"Xiaojiu, I like you the most."

An Jiu wiped the saliva off his face. He was used to it. He put his hands on his face and squeezed it to deform it.

"I know. Didn't I tell you not to kiss a girl's face casually?"

If he disappears one day, Anjiu hopes that he can be happy every day in the following days.

After all, in this palace, she only felt safe when she was with the tyrant.

Only a tyrant would defend her without any bottom line, protect her, and treat her sincerely.

"But I like you, I always feel..." He hesitated. This feeling was hard to describe, as if if he didn't kiss Xiaojiu more, he would never be able to kiss her again.

"What do you always feel?" An Jiu looked at him and smiled.

The tyrant looked at her smiling face and his mood brightened.

The two of them fell on the bed and laughed like two fools.

The emperor was stunned.

Don't understand what's so funny about this?

Now I understand, it turns out Xiaojiu likes this kind of... fool?

…

The next morning, the emperor woke up first. An Jiu was awakened by his inner voice, but before An Jiu could hear clearly what he said, she saw him come over and kiss her on the lips.

Without even thinking, he slapped him.

The emperor's head was tilted by the blow.

An Jiu also woke up.

The emperor is not a tyrant, he will beat you if he wants...

But who made him crazy?

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I haven't brushed my teeth yet." After saying that, An Jiu jumped off the bed and disappeared.

The emperor exhaled.

He was so angry that he slammed the bed board under him.

Isn’t this too unfair?

Why only hit him???

That idiot kissed too.

Why, just, hit, him?

Why?

He touched his face. It was the first time in his life that he was slapped in the face. It must be said that Xiaojiu, despite looking at such a small face, had a very strong hand.

Because of this incident, An Jiu wished he could pretend to be sick and not go to work in the afternoon.

She beat the emperor.

She was so bold as to attack the emperor.

If her nine clans were still alive, they would surely be dragged down badly by her.

But when she went to work in the afternoon, she didn't see the emperor. Seeing her acting sneaky, Xiao Fuzi frowned at her and said, "Xiao Jiu, what are you doing?"

An Jiu glanced towards the inner hall: "Where is His Majesty?"

Xiao Fuzi said, "Your Majesty has gone to court."

An Jiu: "It's afternoon now."

Xiao Fuzi added: "The Western Rong are coming, and His Majesty is discussing state affairs with his court officials."

An Jiu said "oh" and walked into the inner hall absent-mindedly. Xiao Qiu, Xiao Xia and the others were cleaning. An Jiu saw the wood sculpture on the table. It was originally the original wood color, but the emperor had painted the clothes of the wood sculpture pink at some point.

The paint looks pretty good.

An Jiu picked it up and took a look, only to see three words written on the back of the wood carving: Big Fool.

An Jiu "..."

I am really impressed.

real.

The emperor didn't even come back from dinner. He was in the prime minister's residence.

Prime Minister Jiang held a banquet today. In the court, they are the emperor and his subject, but at the family banquet, they are still father-in-law and son-in-law. Although Prime Minister Jiang did not say it explicitly, he hoped that the emperor would go to the harem more often and have more children.

It’s best to have a child with Concubine De.

The emperor sneered in his heart.

He stared at Prime Minister Jiang's handsome but hypocritical face, which seemed treacherous no matter how he looked at it.

He remembered the face of Concubine De

No, he looks too much like Prime Minister Jiang.

He couldn't accept it.

If he wants to have children, he will have them with Xiaojiu. He will have a daughter who looks like Xiaojiu and a son who looks like him. What names would they give them?

The emperor's thoughts were in a mess, and Master Jiang II was also staring at him, his thoughts were in a mess. Logically speaking, he remembered the palace maid who went out with the emperor.

They seemed to have a good relationship... no, not just good.

My sister also found out the name of the palace maid, and it seemed to be Xiaojiu.

Could it be that...

The emperor doesn’t touch his sister, is it because of that Xiaojiu?

No way, my sister is a lady from a noble family, gentle, virtuous, dignified and generous. Who would leave her and like a palace maid?

Besides, isn't there still Concubine Shu? Sister Guo is prettier, and no man would not be attracted to her.

etc……

Young Master Jiang thought again, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first, and maybe when the emperor gets lonely, he will be taken advantage of by other women.

We finally finished the meal.

The emperor drank a few glasses of wine and looked not sober. He talked a few more words with Prime Minister Jiang, saying how virtuous Concubine De was, how well she managed the harem, and how a good father will have a good daughter...

Afterwards, he was helped into the carriage by Eunuch Li.

In the carriage, the smile on the emperor's face faded and his eyes became extremely gloomy.

Does it really matter whether he has a child or not, and with whom he has it? Is it really necessary for this old man to care?

The same was true for Prime Minister Jiang. He stroked his beard and looked at the carriage going away thoughtfully.

At today's dinner, talking about palace affairs is secondary. The most important thing is to find a job for the eldest son of the Jiang family.

Prime Minister Jiang can make the decision himself, but it would be better to get the emperor's approval first.

The emperor agreed readily and his attitude was softer than ever before.

"He is young after all." Prime Minister Jiang thought, ever since the emperor came to power, they have been deliberately sidelining him and making it difficult for him to take steps. It seems that they are doing everything the emperor wants, but in fact, the emperor has been "circled".

The emperor is so smart, he should have discovered it, so he is surrendering now.

Prime Minister Jiang was in a good mood, even a little proud.

So what if he is the emperor? He is still a chess piece in his hand.

"Only when your sister gives birth to a prince can our Jiang family rest easy." Prime Minister Jiang drank a few more glasses and said a few more words to his two sons.

He has a deeper plan, such as... getting rid of the father and keeping the son...

By then, their Jiang family will become the most powerful family in Daxia.

But I can’t tell my sons this for now.

The image of the palace maid appeared before Master Jiang's eyes again.

"Father, I have seen His Majesty several times..."

He told the story again.

Prime Minister Jiang didn't care.

"Just a lowly palace maid." In his opinion, palace maids were slaves. The emperor was full of vigor and it was nothing for him to have some fun with the women around him when he felt lonely.

A man?

only……

This palace maid could not give birth to a prince before his daughter.

So, it still needs to be dealt with.

Prime Minister Jiang immediately sent someone to deliver the message to the palace.

The emperor came back not too late, and there were no slap marks on his face, but An Jiu couldn't help feeling guilty when he saw him.

The emperor snorted coldly.

[Now I know I’m afraid.]

[You still dare to hit me? ]

An Jiu "..."

Yes, yes, I understand.

My dear little Majesty, please forgive my ignorance, fearlessness and audacity, okay?

She lowered her head, wishing she could crawl into the crack in the ground.

The emperor looked at her and found it funny. He was indeed a little angry in the morning, but now seeing the silly goose like this...

Forget it...

After all, she really didn't brush her teeth, so it wouldn't hurt to slap him for not brushing his teeth.

The emperor also remembered from then on that he must brush his teeth every time he kisses a girl!!!