I am slightly cute

"Emperor's Diary":

Tomorrow I'm going to go hunting, and I'm still a little excited. I haven't even thought about what clothes to wear, but the clothes chosen by Doudou must be right. Wang Guofu reminded me to take a harem concubine. I treat them all I don’t have much impression, not to mention that I don’t like girls, I like handsome boys with muscular bodies who can cry, so I don’t want to take them. I decided to take Doudou. Doudou can fan me, give me Cook food, but also give me a back.

How can a concubine have Doudou?

But I don't know how the watermelons grown in the imperial garden are doing. If they sprout, should I praise them?Or another day to see it.

Wang Guofu told me that I haven't read the memorial yet, but I really don't want to read it. It would be great if someone could read it for me. Forget it, I will go to court another day and let my lovers tell me.

Finally, there is one unspeakable thing that can only be written in the diary. I had a dream yesterday, and I actually dreamed of King Lin. When I woke up this morning, I found that my bed was wet, but I don’t remember what happened in the dream. It’s really good Pity.Most likely, King Lin took off all his clothes, seduced me with his beautiful face and valiant muscles, and then trembled and burst into tears under my lewd power, hehehehe!

ah!I can't write any more, the diary must be locked, and no one can read it!

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Han Jingzhi got up very early, before the sun rose, he was already dressed neatly. He was dressed in water-blue silk clothes, a white jade belt, coiled dragon gilt crown and hair, and a pair of black boots on his feet. He straightened his belt and went to the front The hall ate some rough tea and light rice, glutinous rice porridge with half a plate of pickles, and the special pork shredded noodles made by the chef in the house. This is what he often eats at the border. It's convenient to make and can't help being hungry.

He was a little excited today, but he didn't understand why. Hunting was nothing new to him. When he was on the battlefield, he shot real people, but on the hunting ground, there were only deer and rabbits, which were harmless. Of course, the most boring thing is to hide one's strength. The emperor's taboo is often the emperor's taboo, and he is not good at showing off his skills casually.

Maybe you can test the emperor's kung fu by hunting. I heard from the spies that the magic skills the emperor practiced are very sinister and very lethal. But the last time I saw him fearing evil, it doesn't seem like he possesses superb magic skills. .

"Your Highness is very handsome today, but which adult brought the young lady there?" The butler smiled and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

"Nonsense, how can hunting bring family members." Han Jingzhi's ears turned red, and it's no wonder the butler made fun of him. He was ashamed to say that he guarded the border with his father since he was a child, and later his father passed the throne to him, so he traveled around the world by himself He forgot about Han Jingzhi's marriage. He devoted all his thoughts to arranging troops and practicing martial arts, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. What's more, in the border war zone, of course, there are more men. Han Jingzhi didn't touch any heart. Pleasant.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously recalled the appearance of the emperor. The little emperor had pretty features, but he had never heard of a concubine he favored. He had said that the emperor was a tyrant, but he had never heard of indulging in female sex.

Han Jingzhi led the horse while thinking.

According to the habits of Emperor Qi Xianhuang, hunting is the most lively, and the officials are often ready to go before dawn. When the sun just rises, everyone can already smell the fresh and damp air in the suburbs, and step on the long grass that is barely ankle-deep. Wanton open arms.

Against the darkness, Han Jingzhi drove his horse towards the gate of the city. Under the quiet moonlight, the street was very empty, only some hawkers who came out of the morning stalls, set up a big pot, picked up a rolling pin, yawned, and skillfully squeezed pasta.

He stepped on the horse lightly, and the BMW Liaoyuan shook his neck, and took a few steps forward. It was not as excited as its owner. It was dragged out forcibly in the middle of the night when it was sleeping happily, and it was extremely painful.

Since the owner returned to the imperial capital, it no longer needs to practice or fight. It stands comfortably in the big stable every day, teases the ponies in the same stable, eats grass together in the morning, and sleeps together at night. I'm so happy, but today the little mare is still sleeping, and she has to come out again. It's a miserable life for a horse.

Why should I be a BMW?How wonderful it would be if I was just a white and fat walking horse raised by the landowner's son!The landowner's family is rich, and the son of the landowner can't fight or kill the enemy. Why isn't the owner the son of the landowner!

Liaoyuanhuo looked back at Han Jingzhi, who was in high spirits, feeling a wave of despair in his heart, the gap between him and the landowner was a little far, and he was hopeless.

Han Jingzhi didn't bring any entourage, and there were soldiers who were specially in charge of reception at the gate of the city. Seeing that King Lin was coming, he quickly let him into the gate room to rest for a while.

"Your Highness, please rest for a while, the emperor and all the adults have not arrived yet." The soldier bowed down and saluted.

King Lin supported him with one hand: "No need, I will just wait for a while." He got off his horse and handed over the prairie fire to the soldiers. s damage.

"Yo, Brother Han, it's so early." Jiang Yibai rushed over from afar, and greeted King Lin with a smile while cupping his fists.

After Jiang Yibai, all the invited ministers arrived at the gate of the city one after another, and it was very lively to invite friends and companions.At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and there were more and more pedestrians on the street. It was inconvenient for the court officials and their cronies to crowd at the gate of the city, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Cough...... Ladies and gentlemen, why don't we go into the concierge and wait for the emperor." Han Jingzhi suggested while trying to maintain a smile.

A large number of court officials crowded into the gatehouse of the guarding soldiers, and the soldiers were terrified. When had so many big figures come to his humble place, they hurriedly ordered their subordinates to prepare refreshments.

Jiang Yibai smiled and shied away: "No need, the emperor will come soon, and we will leave, these things will be wasted."

then.

An hour passed.Han Jingzhi's face turned slightly cold, Jiang Yibai couldn't hold back his embarrassed smile anymore, and took a piece of mung bean cake to cushion his stomach.

Two hours passed, the sun was bright, Han Jingzhi became more and more serious, Jiang Yibai had already had a plate of refreshments and drank two pots of tea, all the adults ordered his cronies to buy two steamed buns and came back, he got up too early and was a little hungry.

Two and a half hours passed, and Han Jingzhi's Liaoyuan Huo was all up, bouncing around and wanting to have fun, Jiang Yibai hiccupped, and several adults sat on the small bench and fell asleep.

"Hmph!" Prime Minister Pei Yu slapped the table angrily, looked up at the beams halfway up, sobbing while watching, his body trembling with excitement, but still trying not to let tears fall.

"Uh...Master Pei, don't be angry, the emperor probably...was up late." Jiang Yibai leaned forward and handed over a handkerchief to comfort him.

"I...cough, I'm reminded of General Zu Ti." Pei Yu took the handkerchief and wiped away the tears from his eyes, feeling resentment in his heart.

"Ah?" Jiang Yibai looked bewildered. Although he is also a literati, Pei Yu is a great talent, and he is considered a young talent, but even if he is a young talent, he was admitted as the number one scholar, but he is ashamed to say that he still understands Not Pei Yu's realm, and...the prime minister's overdeveloped lacrimal glands.

"General Zu Ti is generous and righteous, with lofty aspirations. In the past, he had the talent to praise the world when he heard the chicken dance, but the emperor! The emperor! The emperor! He..." Pei Yu's eyes were red again, and tears of despair welled up in his eyes.

"Zhen! Zhen! Zhen! What's the matter with Zhen?" Xiao Suji bit an apple and squeezed in from the outside, all the ministers knelt into a ball, and Doudou followed closely behind the emperor in fear, holding several big apples in his hands.

"Hmph!" Pei Yu turned his face away, blinked his eyes desperately, and panted to prevent tears from gushing out again.

"Hey, the prime minister is crying again. If you don't know, you think I'm belittling you. Don't cry, I'll hug you." Xiao Suji came over with a smile, and put his hand soaked in apple juice on Pei Yu's body carefully. After wiping, Han Jingzhi not far away raised his eyebrows, his face darker than before.

"Has the emperor rested?" Han Jingzhi said coldly, but there was no anger on his face. Even if Xiao Suji snoozes and makes people angry, he is still the emperor.

Xiao Suji was happy, and blinked at Han Jingzhi: "Is my rest well, Aiqing still don't know?" After all, it was Aiqing who helped me expel evil spirits, and worked hard. I didn't tremble with fright, and I felt more and more positive, and I could read three more "Hua Yue Ji" every minute!

The author has something to say: Han Jingzhi was bored and picked up the memorial beside his pillow, feeling relieved that the emperor really took great care of the country.

[Sweet favorite husband in the emperor's diary: Aiqing hasn't ejaculated all night just for his pleasure! 】

Han Jingzhi:? ? ?

Xiao Suji: They say they are not allowed to read my memorial!