Reborn as the crippled king's favorite

Jun Yuyan appreciated Murong Jiu's generosity, but he said: "As you said before, she only stood on the shoulders of her predecessors, so she knew more. If we grew up in her era, we would also know These."

"That's the truth, but some people have empty heads. Even if they know it, they don't know how to make it. If she can remember it, it means that she is indeed much smarter than the average person. This is a fact."

"You are right, so it is conceivable that women will also be able to go to school in the future. In this way, your efforts are not in vain. She can have the opportunity to study, which is inseparable from the efforts of her predecessors, isn't it?"

Murong Jiu raised his lips and smiled slightly: "It's not just me, but you too. You have been supporting me. Otherwise, relying on me alone would definitely be difficult and difficult to move forward under this background."

Jun Yuyan also laughed. He found that as long as he saw Murong Jiu smile, his mood would also improve.

Even if his thoughts are old-fashioned, he will make her smile and support her in doing what she wants to do. Besides, his thoughts are not old-fashioned. He has always felt that only when everyone's quality is high, can this country become more prosperous and powerful. .

Women have always been oppressed, and there will always be a day when they wake up and break out.

Murong Jiu said: "I'm looking forward to what she can do now."

"With Lou Zixi Su Kai and Shopkeeper Chai helping her, she can get twice the result with half the effort. We will see the results soon, don't worry."

"Well, don't worry. By the way, why are you here during the day? Are there no political matters to deal with?"

"How about I take half a day off today to paint for you?" He added an explanation: "I usually paint at night, and the details are not clear enough."

The corners of Murong Jiu's mouth were curled up and he couldn't hold it down.

Okay, why not? Of course it’s okay.

She went to change into the begonia-colored clothes again. This was the same dress she always wore when Jun Yuyan painted her.

This was the material that Jun Yuyan specially selected for her before she disappeared. She was said to be more delicate than Haitang and would look good in it.

It's a pity that the clothes were ready, but something happened to Jun Yuyan before he could see it.

Fortunately, Jun Yuyan saw it in the end, but even he didn't know that he personally selected this piece of clothing.

Murong Jiu remembered the way his eyes straightened when he first saw her wearing this dress, and couldn't help but laugh again.

When Jun Yuyan saw this scene, there were only four words in his head - people are more beautiful than flowers.

His queen is naturally beautiful and indescribably beautiful.

He felt that his painting skills were not good enough to depict all her beauty. He wanted to paint it carefully and bit by bit, striving to be perfect.

It's just that today was the first time he painted for her during the day. The light was good, and he discovered that the material of this dress was a bit see-through under the sun. The pink lining inside could be clearly seen, and the curves were looming. He immediately felt that he was Physical changes.

The movement of holding the pen was a little stiff, and the breathing was a little uncontrolled.

The corners of Murong Jiu's lips curled deeper, she did it on purpose.

This dress itself was Jun Yuyan's bad taste. He chose it for her to wear in the boudoir and only showed it to him.

She had worn an extra inner coat of the same color underneath, so Jun Yuyan didn't notice that the material of this dress was a bit see-through.

It happened to be sunny today, and the light shone on the imperial concubine's couch, so she came to tease him.

Seeing his expression, Murong Jiu pretended not to know and asked:

"Your Majesty, why don't you draw?"

"No, it's okay."

Jun Yuyan coughed lightly to hide his uneasiness. He tried not to look at the undulating curves and focused on Murong Jiu's face.

I had only sketched out a rough outline before and didn't dare to write lightly. Today I had to bite the bullet and draw the face first.

It was not summer yet, and the weather was perfect. A breeze blew through the window, but it could not extinguish the fire burning in his heart. After a while, he was sweating profusely.

Murong Jiu's eyes were full of smiles. She stretched her body as if she was tired. She walked down from the imperial concubine's couch. When she approached Jun Yuyan, she could even clearly feel his breath suffocating.

The corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably. Jun Yuyan lowered his head to paint without raising his head. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead gently with a gentle movement.

Jun Yuyan quickly raised his head, and when their eyes met, his heart beat faster, and he felt as if he was at a loss when he saw the young boy he loved.

"Is it very hot, Your Majesty? Do you want someone to bring in an ice basin?"

"No, it's too cold to put in the ice basin. Your body is still recovering and you can't bear it."

Murong Jiu's eyes moved slightly. He was still thinking about himself all the time as before, and the first thing he considered was himself.

How could she not be moved by such a man.

She carefully wiped the sweat from Jun Yuyan's forehead and temples, and said warmly: "Your Majesty chose this dress for me. Do you like it?"

Jun Yuyan's eyes involuntarily dropped from her thin shoulders. Although she was thin, there was not a lot of flesh where there should be. He just glanced at her, as if he had been struck by lightning, and quickly looked away.

"I like it, it looks good. The queen looks good in anything she wears."

He was annoyed why he couldn't remember anything. When he saw the queen wearing this dress for the first time, he should have expressed his feelings and praised her.

She must be very disappointed.

"It looks good, why don't you take a closer look? What is Your Majesty afraid of? Are you afraid that I am a goblin and will eat you?"

Murong Jiu said deliberately that she found it really interesting to tease Jun Yuyan like this. Her face was red and her ears were red, and she was inexplicably a bit juvenile, no longer as majestic and cold as she was to outsiders.

Her bold speech made Jun Yuyan surprised and at the same time a little happy.

His eyes turned back, but before he could speak, his queen held his hand, looked at him with watery eyes and said:

"His Majesty couldn't put down this material. Now I'm standing in front of you wearing the clothes. Why don't you dare to stretch out your hand?"

"Queen..."

Jun Yuyan heard the implication, his Adam's apple surged, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Murong Jiu guided his hand and touched the material of her clothes.

For the first time, Jun Yuyan felt as if his heart was pounding like a deer, making his head wander as if he was drunk.

He wanted to stand up from the chair, but Murong Jiu gently pushed him to sit down, then sat on his lap.

With the soft fragrance in his arms, Jun Yuyan's heart seemed to fly out.

"Your Majesty, are you thirsty?"

Murong Jiu picked up the tea cup from the table.

"thirsty……"

"His Majesty used to serve me. Today I will serve your Majesty, okay?"

Murong Jiu fed the water to Jun Yuyan's mouth.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the tea cup was suddenly taken back by Murong Jiu.

Jun Yuyan saw her smiling coquettishly, tilting her neck and taking a sip of tea.

That was the tea cup he used.

His mouth became increasingly dry.

The next moment, Murong Jiu suddenly came closer, and his moist pink lips came suddenly, and his eyes widened.