Stay with me, I rely on the childbearing system to get pregnant and dote on me alone

Yelv Zongzheng took the precious and important sachet into his arms.

He automatically ignored that it was sewn by Shen, and only regarded it as a token of friendship that Chajiu had worn personally for two years and given to him personally.

I feel happy.

Looking at Chajiu's empty waist, Yelu Zongzheng thought for a while, then took off the dragon-shaped pendant with ink jade beads inlaid on his waist, and hung it on her waist with his own hands.

Cha Jiu was flattered and said: "Your Majesty, this jade pendant is too valuable for me. I am frightened to receive it!"

The jade mining technology in this era was still very backward, and it was rare to get good jade.

But Yelu Zongzheng's dragon-shaped jade pendant is of soft jade quality and glowing with fluorescent light. When worn around the waist, it is like a pearl in the ocean tied to the body. It is luxurious and dazzling, showing that it is very precious.

"No matter how precious jade is, it is still a dead thing, how can it be compared with human beings?" Yelu Zongzheng raised his eyes to look at her, and some unknown emotion in his eyes was very hot, ready to explode: "What's more, in my eyes, Yan Yang, you are the most precious. "

Chajiu: "!"

The system bit the handkerchief and twisted: "Good luck, Your Majesty!"

Seeing his jade pendant hanging on Chajiu's waist, Yelu Zongzheng felt inexplicably relieved.

The carriage swayed away from the bamboo forest in the West Garden, but did not return directly to the palace.

After finally leaving the palace, and with Cha Jiu accompanying him, Yelu Zongzheng would naturally not go back so quickly.

The two of them were walking around in the downtown area of ​​Beijing when they happened upon an acrobatic performance on the street that swallowed swords and breathed fire, so they stopped to watch.

Cha Jiu was fascinated.

Those moist and bright eyes were unblinking, and the small mouth was slightly open.

Yingbai's delicate little face was sometimes nervous and sometimes amazed as she performed the thrilling performance. Finally, she and the people around her clapped their hands in excitement, and their cheeks were stained with a faint blush.

Yelu Zongzheng's eyes were not on the acrobatics during the whole process.

He was attracted by the lively expression on Cha Jiu's face and couldn't help laughing.

Finally, Cha Jiu looked back excitedly and asked him, "Does it look good?"

Yelu Zongzheng stared into her bright eyes and said without hesitation, "It's beautiful."

Xiao Shunzi on the side murmured in his heart, Your Majesty, are you talking about good-looking acrobatics? He is obviously saying that Mr. He is good-looking...

But he was no longer surprised.

After all, the intimacy and favor His Majesty showed when facing Master He along the way were almost without a bottom line...

Now I just stare at Mr. He's side face in trance, and gently praise Mr. He for his good looks. What else is there?

There is nothing better than harmony between the king and his ministers.

Xiao Shunzi nodded, affirming himself, and continued to keep up with his master.

The two of them walked around the capital and were almost tired, so they found a restaurant to rest and ordered some food to fill their stomachs.

Before the food was served, Chajiu put her hands on the railing and listened to the story downstairs with great interest.

She didn't realize that she had relaxed a lot in front of Yelu Zongzheng and was no longer as rigid and polite as before.

Seeing this, Yelu Zongzheng was not only not angry, but also felt happy. He picked up the tea cup and sipped it, hiding the smile on his lips.

The storyteller downstairs was describing how Yelv Zongzheng invaded the imperial city in an extremely exaggerated tone.

"...I saw His Majesty wearing black armor, holding a giant sword, and riding a horse into the palace. A golden dragon roared behind him, which frightened the old emperor to the point where his face turned green, his liver and gallbladder burst, and he lost his voice for a while... In the palace Everyone knelt down and surrendered, sighing that Your Majesty is a real dragon descending to earth..."

"Pfft."

Hearing this, Cha Jiu burst into laughter with tears in his eyes.

She looked at Yelu Zongzheng, who was sitting opposite, and couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty...Brother Ye, was the old emperor really scared to death?"

Yelv Zongzheng was happy to answer her question and told the truth bluntly: "He had written an edict to abdicate before I stormed the palace, hoping to find another way out. However, I still gave him poisoned wine to death."

The bloodline of the previous royal family has not been eliminated, and there is no doubt that the sword will always be placed above the head.

Yelu Zongzheng will never leave any future troubles for himself.

What's more, he doesn't need the abdication edict at all, nor does he need to legitimately "inherit" the previous dynasty.

He wants to create his own dynasty.

After hearing this, Chajiu clicked his tongue and said, "Then these storytellers are too ridiculous. There is a big difference between being scared to death and being poisoned to death."

Yelu Zongzheng chuckled and played with the tea cup in his hand.

"That's how the world is, worshiping those who are superior and suppressing those who are inferior, following the red-topped white. Now that I am in power, I will be like a real dragon descending to earth. But if he loses power, I am afraid that I will be the ugly old emperor among these people who will be scared to death. ”

Although he said this with a smile, he could not hide the disgust at the coldness of the world in his tone.

Presumably he had a lot of such experiences when he was in the grassland.

Chajiu looked solemn when he heard the last part. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover Yelu Zongzheng's clenched fist on the table. He even forgot the name between the two.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. As long as I live one day, I will serve your Majesty for one day. I will never accept someone else's master."

"Besides, with your Majesty's ambition and talent, there will never be a day when you lose power. I can guarantee this with my life."

But after she finished speaking, she quickly showed an annoyed look.

It seems that he realized that using the lives of his subjects to guarantee the empire of an emperor is so stupid that even a three-year-old child would laugh after hearing it.

Then she realized where her hand was, and she was so frightened that she immediately retracted it, lowering her head cautiously.

But in the eyes of Yelu Zongzheng, all this is a manifestation of Cha Jiu's straightforward temperament.

She only cared about comforting him, and even forgot about the etiquette of a monarch and a minister that she had always adhered to.

Does that mean that in her heart, she no longer regards him as more than just an emperor?

The coldness in Yelu Zongzheng's eyes disappeared, and he felt extremely warm in his heart.

He placed the hand touched by Chajiu under the table, kneading his fingertips, savoring the remaining fragrance and warmth of the other person.

At this time, the store happened to be serving food, which also eased the awkward atmosphere between the two.

But at the same time, a tall man dressed as a thug walked into the restaurant. He first looked at Chajiu from a distance with a suspicious expression, and then suddenly became convinced and said loudly: "Hey Yanyang!"

Chajiu and Yelu Zongzheng, who were about to move their chopsticks, both looked at the man.

The tall man strode over and sneered: "He Yanyang, Mr. He, now that you have become the number one scholar, you should pay back the money, right?"

Chajiu didn't know this person at all, and had never heard of any debts He Yanyang had outside.

Then he asked doubtfully: "What more money?"

The man thought she was pretending, so he raised his voice and said, "Of course I'll pay you back for the money you paid for calling girls in the brothel!"

Chajiu's round pupils slowly opened.

Yelv Zongzheng, who was sitting opposite, also frowned slightly.

Only He Wenxin, who was hiding at a table in the corner of the restaurant, raised the corners of his mouth, showing an expression of waiting for the show to begin.

Your Majesty hates people who spend a lot of time drinking and playing with women.

Maybe I just heard about it before, so I didn't feel disgusted with He Yanyang.

But now that he has seen with his own eyes that he was being collected by a brothel for debts in public, and that he was humiliating his courtiers in front of the people, your majesty should be angry and disgusted with him, right?

Chajiu's first reaction was also to explain to Yelu Zongzheng.

But unexpectedly, Yelu Zongzheng looked very indifferent and looked straight at the tall man collecting debts: "How much does He Yanyang owe you?"

The tall and strong man didn't know what kind of person the person in front of him was. When he saw that he was dressed in luxurious clothes and full of style, he said loudly: "Three thousand taels!"

The diners watching the show gasped.

Three thousand taels!

This is a spring night spent with the oiran.

Yelu Zongzheng could tell at a glance that this man was talking nonsense, and sneered in his heart: "What if we don't give it?"

The tall and muscular man immediately looked fierce and started to roll up his sleeves while saying: "The old rule is that if you owe one or two silver, you will receive thirty punches! You can weigh it yourself!"

Yelu Zongzheng rolled his eyes, and Xiao Shunzi beside him immediately took out the banknotes.

A banknote costs one thousand taels.

The small straight gave five cards in a row.

The man's eyes sparkled at first, then he became confused later, "Are these two thousand taels too much?"

"Not much." Yelu Zongzheng glanced at him with indifferent eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person. "The old rule is, one tael of silver and thirty or thirty fists. The extra silver can be regarded as the money to buy your life."