Chapter 122 Like
Tyrants come silently.
He didn't expect that the person who always fell asleep was not asleep today. He opened the door stealthily and met An Jiu's eyes.
The expression on his face looked funny and ridiculous before he could retract it.
"Come in." An Jiu looked at the face that looked exactly like the Dog Emperor...
Well, that's one person.
"Are you hungry?" An Jiu asked.
The tyrant nodded.
He is hungry.
Starved to death.
He was awakened by hunger.
It’s not his fault, because the emperor was angry all day and didn’t eat anything.
"What do you want to eat?" An Jiu wore thicker clothes.
【Eat #$%*$￥】
The tyrant's mind was full of gibberish, and it was obvious that he didn't know what he wanted to eat.
An Jiu went to the kitchen with him, but after looking around, there was nothing he wanted to eat.
She didn't get up until this afternoon, and she didn't know if the imperial kitchen had neglected to deliver much food.
An Jiu glanced at Tyrant. He was now like a very well-behaved big dog, following her. Wherever she looked, Tyrant would look there. When An Jiu frowned, he would frown too.
An Jiu thought of the dog emperor again, and wanted to laugh when he thought of his cowardly appearance.
Just as I was about to start cooking, the tyrant suddenly said, "Go to the imperial kitchen, there's something delicious."
An Jiu paused.
She felt that the tyrant seemed a little different.
In the past, he just cooked and ate whatever he wanted and had no ideas of his own at all.
So, An Jiu nodded.
"Everyone must be extremely alert today and must not lose His Majesty again. Do you understand?" Lin San said to his men behind him in the cold wind.
The men nodded, but the next moment they saw the door open, and the emperor climbed over the wall and disappeared into the night as quickly as a ghost.
The wind is howling.
Lin San breathed a sigh of relief: "What are you looking at? Hurry up and chase him."
"Where to chase?" asked the subordinate.
"Your Majesty must have left the palace, gone to the Flower Street, the spice shop, or the inn..."
The three of them disappeared into the night like ghosts.
The imperial kitchen was closed and there were guards at the door.
The tyrant was simply confused by the brutality.
An Jiu felt sorry for the workers for a second.
The two men entered the imperial kitchen.
The tyrant was very skilled, and it was obvious that he had come here more than once or twice. He skillfully lifted the lid of the pot and soon found a plate of braised beef in soy sauce.
He picked it up and ate it.
After eating two bites, he took another piece and threw it to Anjiu, and continued to eat the rest.
An Jiu looked at the beef in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He seems to be immune to meat and basically doesn't go crazy anymore.
An Jiu took a bite and asked the tyrant: "Your Majesty, did you come here often before?"
The tyrant nodded.
An Jiu thought of the cowardly dog emperor again...
How pitiful.
If the aristocratic families continue to develop in this way, the emperor might really be reduced to a puppet emperor.
The tyrant finished his beef with a gulp.
He began to rummage through the drawers again.
He found some more food and gave a portion to Anjiu before eating.
An Jiu followed along and had a good time.
After eating, the two went out.
"Shall we go back?" An Jiu asked.
It’s windy tonight, don’t catch a cold.
The tyrant shook his head.
He walked in a direction completely opposite to Guanghua Palace.
An Jiu walked slowly, the tyrant frowned, held her in one hand, and ran all the way north.
An Jiu sighed.
No wonder this guy eats so much but isn’t fat. With the amount of exercise he does, he’ll be hungry again when he comes back.
Anjiu didn't know how long she had been running, but she found that it was getting darker and darker around her. When the wind made her face hurt, the tyrant let her go.
Once my feet touched the ground, my heart finally felt at peace.
"Where is this?" An Jiu looked around suspiciously. It seemed that they were on the mountain. She remembered that there was a mountain to the north of the imperial palace, which she could see occasionally. It should be here.
Standing halfway up the mountain and overlooking the entire imperial city, the imperial city under the twinkling lights is particularly majestic and magnificent, as if the sky is full of stars pouring down and covering the imperial city...
“It’s really beautiful.”
An Jiu's eyes lit up and he showed the most sincere smile since he came here through time.
"Your Majesty, thank you. This is the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen."
Anjiu looked intently at the mountain below, while the tyrant looked intently at Anjiu. After looking for a while, he suddenly leaned over and kissed Anjiu on the cheek.
An Jiu "..."
what happened?
She turned her head stiffly and met the tyrant's puzzled eyes.
He seemed to have no idea what he had done, or why he had done it.
An Jiu touched his face.
"Your Majesty, you are a man, you can't kiss a girl casually, do you understand?"
An Jiu said to him calmly.
Although I told myself that this guy is just a child.
But……
After all, he is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and not long ago he was the Dog Emperor.
It was not so easy for An Jiu to convince himself.
The tyrant raised his eyes to look at her for a while, and then he said, "I like you."
An Jiu was stunned.
What?
What?
Who do you like?
Who do you like?
Like me?
Who likes me?
Compared to the emperor who wanted her to give birth to a son, the tyrant's simple love made An Jiu feel like a child liking a toy.
"My mother said that if you like someone, you should kiss her." The tyrant said this and kissed An Jiu on the face again while she was still in a daze.
An Jiu "..."
I am really impressed.
real.
"like."
The tyrant said it again, his eyes revealing an undisguised liking and possessiveness for something, which frightened Anjiu.
"No, Your Majesty, listen to me, you were this tall when your mother said this." An Jiu compared the height of a seven or eight-year-old child.
She pointed at the tyrant and said, "Now that you are so tall, you can't just kiss girls casually. This is not good."
However, the tyrant began to enter a state where he could not understand what people were saying at all. He just stared at An Jiu.
"What do you want to do?"
While Anjiu was still thinking about how to convince him, he stepped forward and kissed Anjiu on the mouth...
"I……"
The rest of the words couldn't be said.
The mountain breeze was cold and the surroundings were quiet, yet not that quiet.
There seemed to be the sound of a thumping heartbeat in the mountains and forests.
The tyrant was pushed away and received a hard slap on the left cheek.
The crisp sound of slapping woke up the birds sleeping in the woods...
The tyrant touched his face and raised his hand to wipe his bleeding lips. In the past, there was no expression on his face, but today he showed a very happy and cheerful expression on his face, and said to An Jiu with a smile.
"like."
"I... like it very much."
An Jiu's breathing became rapid. She widened her eyes and glared at the tyrant fiercely. She was so angry that she couldn't utter a word.
Is this a child?
Is this a fucking kid?
This is obviously not the case.
An Jiu suddenly figured out something.
If the tyrant was really a seven-year-old prince, then he was not the emperor at the time. Why did he call himself "I" every time he spoke?
At this moment, she understood.
It is true that this guy only has memories of the age of seven, but he is still the dog emperor in essence.
Dog, Emperor!!!
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