my villain is too cute

Chapter 1091 Hug My Highness (23)

Sheng Zongzheng: ...

Unable to refute.

He sighed helplessly, "What can we do now? Changsun Di holds the military power, and if the Tiger Talisman doesn't come back, he won't be able to move quickly."

That tiger talisman belonged to General Changsun.

Old General Changsun fought all his life, and finally died in battle. At the beginning, he said that he hoped that his son could continue to defend the prosperous country in his place.

At that time, Sheng Zongzheng handed over the tiger talisman to Changsun Di, and he did win several battles.

It's just who knew that a person could change so quickly.

Now as long as the eldest grandson's family does not make mistakes, Sheng Zongzheng has no suitable reason to ask for the tiger charm.

The most important thing is that he can't put the stalemate with the eldest grandson's family on the surface, otherwise there will be so many courtiers with ulterior motives, and other troubles will inevitably occur.

Sheng Anzhen listened, his left ear went in and his right ear went out.

He moved to Jingxuexuan because he didn't want to be contaminated by the intrigues of the previous dynasty, but now he wants to get caught up again, there is no way.

Before Sheng Zongzheng finished vomit, he was ruthlessly kicked out by Sheng Anzhen.
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dusk,

The setting sun slanted to the west, and the afterglow sprinkled on the sparkling lake surface, dyeing the emerald green water into a golden lake.

When Han Jin came to Jingxuexuan, Sheng Anzhen had already fallen asleep.

The boy was wrapped in a pure white blanket and curled up on the chaise longue, with a sleeping cat in his arms.

Hearing the movement, Fuzi wagged her tail, raised her head and opened her eyes to look at her, then lazily lowered her head and continued to sleep.

Han Jin came to stand in front of the imperial concubine chair, lowered his head and stared at the young man's face, motionless, the emotion deep in his eyes was almost obsessed.

After a long time, she stretched out her hand and gently brushed away the strands of long hair on the boy's face, and rubbed his cheek with her fingertips, with a hint of obsession.

"Don't make trouble..." Sheng Anzhen murmured, his long eyelashes fluttered a few times, it seemed that he was about to wake up.

Han Jin withdrew his hand, lifted the cat nestled in the boy's arms, and sat down at his feet.

When Sheng Anzhen woke up, this was what he saw.

The woman's eyebrows were clear and indifferent, she was dressed in black clothes, her long black hair was tied high behind her head, and the big white cat in her arms raised its front paws to scratch her fingers, so it seemed a little softer.

Sheng Anzhen was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he kept watching quietly until the mist in his eyes disappeared, and he said, "Why did you come here so early today?"

"I have nothing to do anyway." Han Jin looked up at him, then continued to tease the cat with his head down.

"..." Sheng Anzhen sat up slightly, raised his head and stretched his waist, looking at the darkening sky above his head, he was in a good mood, "What are we going to do today?"

"Didn't you keep saying that you wanted to go out to play?"

"Today?" Sheng Anzhen's eyes shone slightly.

Han Jin looked calm, "Whenever you want, you can do it."

"That's today." Sheng Anzhen lifted the blanket, leaned on the handrail to get the shoes on the ground.

At first glance, there was only one left.

He paused for a moment, then shot his gaze at the cat lying in Han Jin's arms, met its round cat eyes, and kicked his shoulders helplessly.

He stretched out his feet and kicked the coldness beside his feet.

Han Jin turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know where Fuzi hid the shoes. Go inside and ask Xiaosongzi for another pair."

Han Jin caught a glimpse of his feet kicking his thighs, paused, "Oh."

She came back with her shoes in hand, came to the chaise longue and squatted down halfway, with no emotion on her face, she looked indifferent, "Stretch your feet."

Sheng Anzhen paused, stretched out his feet slowly, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

His white and tender feet were placed on the black robe at Han Ji's knees, black and white were distinct, making his white and soft skin as smooth as satin.

(End of this chapter)