The emperor set several rules for An Jiu.
"First, don't give me that weird hairstyle. If I see it again, I will not let you off easily."
An Jiu was speechless.
She doesn't know anything else.
It seems I need to learn from Eunuch Li.
"Second, there must not be anything pink on my body, understand?"
An Jiu looked at him.
are you sure? Your Majesty? ? ?
The emperor asked angrily, "What are you looking at?"
An Jiu was helpless: "Your Majesty, if that person..."
"Wait until he falls asleep and then release them all for me," the emperor said impatiently.
An Jiu nodded: "I understand."
Death pretender...
You pretend...
The emperor mentioned one more thing to note. Anjiu understood the other two points, but he didn't understand the last one.
What does it mean that you are not allowed to secretly guide him to do inappropriate things?
"What does your majesty mean?"
An Jiu has worked in the past. If you encounter vague requests from your leaders, you must ask for clarification, otherwise you will step on a landmine and you will be the one to take the blame in the future.
【snort. 】
[She still has the nerve to ask.] 】
[Lin Sandu told me everything.] 】
[I think she did it on purpose.] 】
[Full of tricks.] 】
An Jiu: "..."
No, what did she do?
"You are not allowed to do that." The emperor said with a cold face. He no longer paid attention to An Jiu and went to bed angrily.
An Jiu was speechless. She went to the back hall. The candles were bright here, which was just right for her to do needlework.
There was some pink satin left over from making a quilt cover before, and Anjiu wanted to use it to sew a pink violent bear doll.
But it's easier said than done. After reworking it several times, it finally looks like what it is. She plans to make it tonight and then fill it with some cotton to see if it looks good...
Time passed little by little, and Anjiu felt a pain in her waist and back. She looked up and saw the tyrant squatting in front of her, staring intently at the cloth in her hand...
"What is this?" asked the tyrant.
An Jiu patted his chest and smiled: "Your Majesty will know in a while."
She took some cotton and stuffed it into the doll case. A pink violent bear the size of a palm was ready...
The tyrant's eyes lit up.
"like."
He held out his hand: "Give it to me."
An Jiu handed it to him: "Love it?"
The tyrant looked at the doll, then looked at her, and suddenly said, "녦 love."
The Guanghua Palace was quite large, and the echo of his roar could be heard.
Anjiu made him laugh.
"We'll get a rope and hang it up later."
The tyrant nodded.
She asked Tyrant to help her hold the line, and soon she made a chain, hung the teddy bear on it, and put it around Tyrant's neck.
"Happy."
The tyrant touched the bear, his eyes shining like stars. Anjiu was about to say that he would make him a big one in a few days, but he suddenly came over and kissed Anjiu on the lips.
An Jiu: "..."
She was just about to say something.
"I like you." The tyrant stared at Anjiu: "I like you."
An Jiu: "..."
No...it's not like that...
The tyrant was obviously very excited.
He pressed Anjiu's head and kissed her again...
…
Xiao Fuzi yawned and thought about going into the inner hall to take a look. In case the emperor wanted something, he should not delay any longer.
When he entered the palace, he found that the emperor was no longer in bed.
Xiao Fuzi guessed that person should come out.
He was very afraid of tyrants.
늀 wanted to sneak away, and then he heard a crisp sound.
Xiao Fuzi paused and looked in the direction of the sound.
Vaguely, he saw two people...
Little Fuzi had been in the palace since she was a child, and had been slapped when she grew up. She was very familiar with the sound, and she recognized the crisp sound as soon as she heard it.
only……
Who hit who?
However, before he could figure it out, he felt something was wrong. He looked up and found that the tyrant had stood in front of him without him knowing when, staring at him coldly, and there were five clear finger marks on his face...
Xiao Fuzi was soft at that time.
He didn't even know whether he should think about what to do in this situation first? Or think about where Xiao 깇 went? She dared to slap the emperor, so she must have been beaten to death by the emperor...
Xiao Fuzi was completely numb until An Jiu came out of the house. She ran over to pull Tyrant and said, "Don't scare people."
Then Xiao Fuzi saw that the cruel emperor who killed people at the slightest disagreement took a step back obediently.
He looked at Anjiu with an innocent look on his face: "I didn't."
Xiao Fuzi was probably numb with fear at this time, and his head was stuffy, so he looked at the emperor and then at Xiao 깇.
An Jiu gave him a look.
Very good, Xiao Fuzi has no idea what it means.
Seeing that Xiao Fuzi was still there, the tyrant was unhappy. He stared at Xiao Fuzi and asked coldly: "Did I...scare you?"
“…No…No…”
Xiao Fuzi: Wuuwuwu, Master, please save me...
Xiao Fuzi came to his senses and ran out
An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.
She remembered the emperor's instructions and said to the tyrant, "Don't go out today."
The tyrant came with no intention of leaving the house.
He loves this little bear so much that he can't let it go, looking left and right...
An Jiu told him seriously: "Don't kiss girls on the mouth in the future."
After a pause, she added: "Neither is the face."
The tyrant ignored it, as if he didn't hear it.
An Jiu was speechless.
She knew the boy could hear it, but he was pretending not to hear it.
And the tyrant's mind is full of: like, like, like, like...
An Jiu stared at his handsome and innocent profile for a while, and suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, what do you like? Bears? Or 놖?"
The tyrant stroked the little bear and said, "I like them all."
Afraid that Anjiu didn't understand, he repeated, "I like them all."
Before, An Jiu thought his love was just like a child's.
Now, she was a little unsure.
So she asked again: "Do you like 놖? What kind of like is it? Is it the same as liking bears?"
Tyrant: “I like them all.”
So cunning...
An Jiu then changed the question: "Your Majesty, do you still remember how old you are this year?"
Almost seven years old.
An Jiu looked at him expectantly.
However, the tyrant looked at her with a confused look in his eyes: "I don't know..."
Don’t know… or don’t want to say?
Anjiu stared at him.
The emperor has a very high IQ. Even at the age of seven or eight, he should be very smart.
Really good at pretending...
"Go to sleep." An Jiu suddenly said.
The tyrant took the bear to bed.
He looked at the shit-yellow quilt with disgust.
Then he moved inward, leaving a gap for Anjiu.
An Jiu refused: "Your Majesty, please go to sleep."
This is a dragon bed, she doesn't dare to sleep on it.
“Not happy.”
The tyrant stood up and looked at her.
[Unhappy, unhappy, unhappy!] 】
An Jiu let out a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty, I really can't sleep on this bed."
The tyrant stared at her for a while, then suddenly reached out and pulled An Jiu out.
Lin San, who was in the dark, saw the emperor running out again and hurriedly said, "Chase, chase, chase... Chase quickly."
However, they still lost track of the emperor.
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