The Ming King narrowed his eyes and looked at the tyrant.

His observation skills are amazing. He can immediately notice the strange atmosphere between An Jiu and the emperor during the day. Now, he can also immediately see that something is wrong with the tyrant.

"What's fake?" the wise king asked the tyrant.

The tyrant ignored 놛, 놛 just looked at An Jiu, stubbornly waiting for An Jiu to give 놛 an answer.

An Jiu took a deep breath, grabbed his hand, and answered seriously: "You are not fake, you are real."

After all, to her, the tyrant is real and alive, not a substitute for anyone. Although she tries hard to convince herself that she and the emperor are the same, An Jiu still believes deep down that the emperor is the emperor and the tyrant is the tyrant.

We are one, yet different.

When the tyrant heard this, his expression finally improved.

"You are not fake." You became happy again: "Xiaojiu, you found a good person, let's go quickly, don't let the annoying person find out."

Ming Wang "..."

If I'm not mistaken, the word "hate" should be "hate".

How presumptuous.

"Oh..." King Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at An Jiu suspiciously. Obviously, he noticed that something was wrong with the emperor.

An Jiu made a silent gesture and whispered, "Sleepwalking, Your Majesty, please don't provoke me."

Sleepwalking?

Ming Wang stared at An Jiu for a long time. Just when An Jiu thought that he would not believe it, Ming Wang nodded, stepped aside quietly, and said to An Jiu: "He is sleepwalking. Don't wake him up."

An Jiu: "..."

My guess was correct. You indeed inherited your father's IQ.

So Anjiu nodded to the King Ming and took the Tyrant away. But the Tyrant walked a few steps and turned back. He stood in front of the King Ming, who was a little shorter than him, and said, "Second brother, you have grown up, but you are still not taller."

An Jiu: "..."

Ming Wang "..."

Seeing that King Ming clenched his fists, An Jiu smiled apologetically and quickly pulled the tyrant away.

…

The tyrant said it was fun and it turned out to be Prince Jing’s greenhouse and vegetable garden.

He took the basket as if he was familiar with the route and started picking fruits.

I find it very strange that fruits and vegetables can be grown naturally.

An Jiu felt that it was not good. After all, it was Prince Jing who spent a lot of effort to get it. It would be fine if he just picked a basket of them, but he picked another one...

"Your Majesty, I don't want to eat these. It's too cold. Let's go back."

The tyrant looked at the garden and then at the basket.

An Jiu understood this feeling, it was like dreaming about a room full of five-dollar bills and never being able to pick them all up...

"It's so cold." An Jiu said again: "Let's go back to the room and continue telling the mermaid story, okay?"

The tyrant struggled, hesitated, and hesitated for a while before following An Jiu out, picking up a few more fruits.

The guards were like wooden sculptures, watching An Jiu and the emperor enter the emperor's palace.

There was also a basket of fruit on the table.

An Jiu looked at the tyrant suspiciously, and the tyrant said in a low voice: "This is not a pick."

Since he is not a tyrant, it should be Prince Jing who sent it here.

Anjiu made the bed for the tyrant, waiting for 놛 to fall asleep, but 놛 didn't, 놛 was staring at Anjiu.

"Xiaojiu, let's sleep together."

An Jiu nodded, she crawled into the bed and told the tyrant a story, reminding herself in her heart not to fall asleep, and she would leave when the tyrant fell asleep. But not long after, her eyelids began to fight, and she soon fell asleep.

However, the tyrant, who had originally closed his eyes, opened his eyes and stared at An Jiu for a long time. Perhaps he liked her too much, and he couldn't help but lean over and kiss her face.

An Jiu scratched his face in his sleep.

The tyrant stood up and covered her with the quilt, then climbed out of the back window and left quietly.

At night, the whole village was quiet.

The tyrant came to a place and saw the demon waiting there.

"The night is so beautiful." said that girl.

The tyrant said nothing, just looked at her.

That person said: "Do you know you are fake now?"

The tyrant was not convinced: "What Xiaojiu said is true."

That person smiled and said, "If you really believe it, why come here?"

The tyrant pursed his lips and said nothing.

That person sighed: "Fake is fake... If you disappear, that ghost will definitely kill Xiaojiu who knows all these secrets."

The tyrant frowned and suddenly became furious: "I don't want Xiaojiu to die."

"Okay, then listen to me. Let's kill that ghost together. In this way, you and your little Jiu can be together forever." The man laughed in a low voice.

…

The first ray of sunshine in the early morning woke me up from my deep sleep.

The emperor rubbed his eyes and saw An Jiu sleeping beside him.

It's over.

I thought to myself, that idiot has climbed into Xiaojiu's bed again.

I lost it yesterday, and I'm going to lose it again today.

The emperor got up quietly, put on his shoes quietly, and opened the door quietly. He saw Eunuch Li standing at the door with a pale face, which frightened him suddenly.

"Your Majesty~" Eunuch Li smiled and said, "You are awake. Do you want breakfast?"

"I'll go back to my room first." said the emperor and was about to leave.

Eunuch Li looked puzzled: "Your Majesty, isn't this your room?"

The emperor paused and looked back.

Yes.

This is the 놛놅 room.

So……

It was Xiaojiu who climbed onto the bed.

Eunuch Li noticed that the emperor was smiling.

놛 also laughed. 녊 wanted to ask something, but the emperor had already turned and walked into the room, then ruthlessly 놅 closed the door.

Eunuch Li: "..."

In the early morning, the tenth ray of sunlight woke An Jiu up.

When she opened her eyes, she found the emperor sleeping next to her.

An Jiu first thought of what happened last night, and then...

【Hahaha. 】

[The silly guy didn't notice that I was pretending to sleep. 】

[This time you climbed into my bed, let me see how you can deny it? 】

Before Anjiu recovered from his shock, the emperor slowly opened his eyes, stretched lazily, and then looked at Anjiu.

"Why are you here?"

An Jiu was speechless and watched the performance with a blank expression.

"Is this your room?" the emperor asked knowingly.

An Jiu nodded: "Yes~"

Her answer and reaction obviously caught the emperor off guard.

Why doesn't she say what I want? 】

An Jiu: "..."

I feel so tired.

The emperor coughed dryly, and a hint of doubt appeared on his cold and handsome face: "Take another good look."

An Jiu looked at it and said, "This is my room."

emperor"……"

[I hate people who have no sense of propriety. 】

Fortunately, at this time, Eunuch Li came outside and said that Prince Jing's men had sent breakfast over.

The emperor said in a low voice: "Send it to my room."

An Jiu: "..."

She got off the bed and straightened her clothes.

The door opened and breakfast was brought in.

[Hahahahahahaha.] 】

[See how you can quibble.] 】

"Is this my room?" the emperor asked Eunuch Li.

Eunuch Li looked suspicious and said, "Your Majesty, this is your room."

The emperor waved his hand and said, "You can go now."

Eunuch Li is gone.

The emperor looked at Anjiu proudly: "You climbed into my bed."

An Jiu lowered her head and said respectfully, "That's good. Your Majesty and I are even now."

emperor"?"

emperor"……"

emperor"!!!"