She was investigating the case seriously in Zhaochun Palace, but was called to Ganqing Palace by this man for no reason.
What a waste of her precious time!
And her mood at the moment has not yet recovered from her previous unhappiness.
Su Jingyao pursed her rosy lips and sat in front of Jun Zechen reluctantly.
Even though the man's hands were tightly pinching her waist, she stubbornly refused to lie in his arms.
In her opinion, they must now maintain a certain distance between each other.
Jun Zechen propped himself up a little, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked softly, "Are you still angry?"
"Your Majesty, have you calmed me down?"
Su Jingyao said with a cold voice, with a tense face.
Jun Zechen had never seen her act like this. She looked as cold as a winter plum blossom, aloof and cool.
"I didn't tell Yaoyao about her birthday yesterday. I was wrong. I have already sent someone to find the butterfly carp that Yaoyao likes. In addition to the butterfly carp, I have another gift for Yaoyao."
Jun Zechen's magnetic words slowly fell into her ears, his voice deliberately lowered, as if he was deliberately tempting her.
Su Jingyao frowned slightly, and gently pushed him with her slender fingers, and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to give me a gift, please don't get so close to me."
After hearing her words, Jun Zechen raised the corners of his mouth, but he didn't bother with her.
Suddenly, he bit her round and small earlobe gently and said domineeringly, "Don't push me away."
After saying that, Jun Zechen stretched out his arms without saying anything and forced the person into his arms.
He held the pen steadily in his right hand and began to write on the small table on the couch.
When he put pen to paper, his wrist moved flexibly, as smoothly as flowing water, and his handwriting was vigorous and majestic.
But Su Jingyao tilted her head stubbornly and didn't even look at it.
After Jun Zechen finished writing, Su Jingyao still didn't even glance at it.
"Yaoyao, you really don't want to take a look?" Jun Zechen's voice was filled with a hint of helplessness and doting.
He knew that she was being petty, so he reached out from behind, gently twisted her fair chin, and used a little force with his fingers to force her eyes to fall on the paper on the small table.
Wish my dear:
It gathers the blessings of the palace and displays graceful charm.
Inheriting the nobility of the inner court and displaying a graceful figure.
With wisdom in mind, everything you experience is smooth, your face is as beautiful as a flower, and your life is as bright as a flower.
The blessings are profound, with phoenixes flying high and phoenixes flying in the sky, like a fairy descending to the earth.
Every time Jun Zechen thought of the birthday wishes she wrote to him last time, waves of emotion would surge in his heart, warm and deep.
So this time he also wanted to write a similar blessing to her with great care.
He originally thought that she would be filled with joy and look happy, but when Jun Zechen lowered his head to look at her, he did not see the expected smile.
Instead, I saw the corners of her eyes gradually turn red, and crystal tears began to swirl in her eye sockets, slowly becoming moist.
When Jun Zechen saw this, his heart suddenly tightened and he became a little flustered.
"Yaoyao doesn't like it?"
"Is the blessing Your Majesty wrote to me?"
There was a hint of crying in Su Jingyao's voice, and her tone was trembling slightly, which made her look so pitiful that people couldn't help but feel pity for her.
"Is there anyone else here besides Yaoyao?" Jun Zechen's tone was extremely gentle, and his soft words seemed to be able to drip water.
"Then your majesty, do you know what Qingqing means?"
There were tears in Su Jingyao's beautiful eyes, like two dusty gems. She glared at him fiercely, with both grievance and anger in her eyes.
"I love you, so I call you my darling. If I don't call you my darling, who will? If I don't know you, why would I call you that?"
Jun Zechen lowered his head slightly and spoke to her in a low voice.
Su Jingyao naturally knew the meaning of "Qingqing", and that was why she felt even more aggrieved.
The emperor's love was promised too easily, but women always like to hear these sweet words.
When the emperor above everyone else wants to coax you, it's easy to get caught up in it and be unable to extricate yourself.
When Jun Zechen speaks sweet words, I'm afraid no woman can resist it.
I love you so I call you Qing. If I don’t call you Qing, who should call you Qing?
It's fine to just hear it, but could Su Jingyao be as naive as Ling Yue and take it seriously?
A momentary fondness is nothing.
Su Jingyao got down from the couch and bowed gracefully.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness. I am deeply touched by your blessing."
"It's just that today the Queen Mother specifically ordered me to investigate the case of the imperial concubine being poisoned. I need to go back to Zhaochun Palace to deal with this matter. If Your Majesty has nothing else to do, I will take my leave now."
Her tone was flat and cold. Su Jingyao lowered her head slightly. Although she didn't see Jun Zechen's expression, she knew that his expression must be not good at this moment.
She knew that she shouldn't continue to quarrel with him like this today, she just wanted to test his bottom line a little.
Su Jingyao bent her legs slightly and maintained a saluting posture, but Jun Zechen did not say anything, and the two of them just stood there in a stalemate.
Gradually, her body began to tremble slightly, and Su Jingyao slowly raised her head and looked at him.
Jun Zechen's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were cold as he looked straight at her.
How long will she continue to make such a fuss?
Su Jingyao looked at him and felt a sinking feeling in her heart.
This is the emperor. The tenderness and pampering he showed last night were only earned by her affectionate performance, which aroused guilt and pity in Jun Zechen's heart.
After returning to the Palace of Heavenly Purity, Jun Zechen was still the almighty emperor.
Su Jingyao looked at his calm face. She really didn't have any capital to continue making trouble with him.
After all, her father, the Shangshu Ling, who was the head of the country's civil officials, was just Jun Zechen's servant. How could she treat Jun Zechen as an equal?
All the women in the harem are like lambs, and he is the master who dominates everything.
It would never be possible for her and Jun Zechen to get along like normal men and women.
So, don't blame her for scheming against him.
Jun Zechen said calmly: "Yaoyao, are you coming over here or going back to Zhaochun Palace?" He patted the couch while speaking.
Su Jingyao bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and walked in front of him.
Jun Zechen saw her coming and hugged her tightly in his arms again.
Then he whispered in her ear: "Yaoyao, you can tell me what you want, and I will satisfy you."
Su Jingyao's eyelashes drooped slightly and trembled slightly.
She doesn't believe it.
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