Prince loves to pick up trash

Not long after Qi Wenliang ascended the throne, he built a huge bed in the side hall of the bedroom.

Prepared for Qi Zian.

In fact, he wanted to build a palace for Qi Zian, but Qi Zian didn't want a palace, Qi Zian only wanted a bed.

Qi Zian said that he would be more comfortable in his original form, but he would have to sleep in a super big bed after his original form.

Such a bed is so peculiar that it is easy to attract people's attention.

So when he was in the palace before, he didn't dare to fulfill his little wish.

When Qi Wenliang heard this, it's not bad!

How can Qi Zian sleep in a small bed!

Thinking of when Qi Zian was sleeping, he wanted to change back to his original shape and relax, but the small bed couldn't accommodate his big body at all.

Not even if you circle your furry body.

When Qi Wenliang thought of this, he seemed to have seen Qi Zian's aggrieved face.

He immediately had a big bed added to the side hall of his bedroom.

At that time, everyone already knew about their relationship, so when adding this bed, the palace people inevitably thought more.

That means Qi Wenliang is already the emperor, so he is naturally different from the "good tempered" prince.

The palace people dare not talk nonsense like before, but they can hold back their words, and there are many ways to express teasing.

During that time, their expressions were extremely rich and their eye contact was very frequent.

This kind of situation made Qi Wenliang feel that his face was a bit irritated and hot.

He even thought it might as well let the palace people say a few words.

Otherwise, if it continues like this, it's time to open a cram school for them.

Sent back to be a spy, you can communicate smoothly without speaking.

Don't delay the child!

Fortunately, the errand ordered by the emperor will be completed soon.

When the bed is built, not many people will pay attention to it.

In fact, when Qi Wenliang hit the bed at the very beginning, he didn't think about that at all.

He purely wanted Qi Zi'an to sleep comfortably at night, let him sleep well, and let himself take a break.

Otherwise, the two of them would always sleep together, and the dragon bed would hardly hold up.

Moreover, Qi Wenliang felt that his nutrition was a bit behind.

But not long after the bed was made, he and Qi Zian slept on the big bed together.

In the beginning, Qi Zian tricked him into going up.

Then he got used to it.

When they didn't do anything, or after they did something, Qi Zian would transform into his original form and surround him with his furry body.

Qi Wenliang hugged the soft Qi Zian, and soon fell asleep.

In this way, he gradually fell in love with this big bed.

And... the bigger the bed, the more postures you can have.

After that, the dragon bed was empty all the year round.

It's a pity that this big bed has just been laid.

He was carrying weight that he shouldn't have at his age, and all sorts of nocturnal activities.

But no matter how good the days are, there will be discordant episodes.

Summer is coming gradually, the temperature is rising, and it is not so happy to stick with Furry.

Normally, Qi Zian would specially put some ice on it to lower the temperature.

But one morning he forgot about it.

The long fur of the fox forced Qi Wenliang to cover his forehead with sweat and woke him up.

Qi Wenliang sighed: "Since we met, you have always brought me warmth."

"Before I ascended the throne, I was actually very afraid that I would become like my father. I was afraid that I would gradually lose myself at a high place. I was afraid that the high place would be too cold, which would make me cold-blooded."

"But you gave me warmth."

Originally, these words had a good mood, but Qi Wenliang changed the subject and pushed Qi Zian away unhappily, "But the warmth is enough, can we not be so hot!"

Qi Zian didn't listen to Qi Wenliang's words at this time.

He insisted on rubbing against Qi Wenliang, "Is the emperor hot? But I think last night, the emperor was hotter than now."

"Especially inside."

Qi Wenliang couldn't help but blushed, "Okay, okay, what are you talking about in the morning, get up, I should go to the morning court."

Qi Zian turned over and pressed Qi Wenliang under him.

He is huge at this time, so he didn't compact it, but pressed on it vainly, "Why is the emperor more confused than me? You have listened to the woman Shang Yunqing's suggestion, and you have changed the rest from ten days to one week Two days off in seven days."

"Not going to court today!"

"Get down!" Qi Wenliang feigned anger, "Even if I don't go to court, I have other business to do."

Young man, he is full of vigor, in fact, he is already a little emotional at this time.

Everyone is in good spirits in the morning, if you have to do something, it's okay.

But Qi Wenliang still felt that he couldn't do this when he was an emperor.

After all, although it is two days off every seven days, there is no holiday for the emperor.

In case someone came to call him later and had something to report, but found out that he was white/Japanese/public/prostitution, he really couldn't afford to be ashamed.

"Okay, get up soon. If you do this kind of thing in broad daylight, people will know, and they will call you a vixen that will harm the country."

"Most of the people in the palace have sharp teeth and sharp mouths, and there is no shortage of people who can speak well in the court. When the time comes to criticize you, you must be scolded to death."

"If the queen mother finds out, I will be scolded to death too! Forget it, get up quickly."

But the more he said no, the more Qi Zian felt that he wanted it.

After all, Qi Wenliang is not a person who likes to talk nonsense.

He said "Okay, get up" so many times in a row, but he didn't necessarily think so in his heart.

He only said so many useless words when he was struggling in his heart.

Qi Zi'an was fine/worm/upper/brain for a while, not only did not move away, but just rubbed against Qi Wenliang with something under his/her body, and made a very bold suggestion.

"Brother, do you want to try?"

"Try what?" Qi Wenliang was confused.

"Try to use my original form!" Qi Wenliang said, "It's very big, don't you like it?"

Because of his position, he didn't notice that Qi Wenliang's face suddenly darkened.

He continued to persuade excitedly: "Actually, if I use the original form, I will be more comfortable. Brother Huang, just promise me. I want~ I have been thinking about it for a long time~"

Qi Wenliang rolled his eyes, exhaled fragrantly, "Get lost!"

Qi Zian hasn't realized that he has angered Qi Wenliang.

Just as he was about to play tricks again, he heard Qi Wenliang ask: "You want to reach your stomach in one step?"

"No, no, no," Qi Zian quickly denied and was about to explain.

But he found helplessly that in terms of his current size, there was really nothing to explain.

If it is done, then the situation that Qi Wenliang said is very likely to happen.

"Oh? Say no." Qi Wenliang sneered, "Then do you want to or say it out of your mouth?"

Qi Zian: "..." Where did Brother Huang learn these words from!Tear up the dictionary!

In fact, he knew very well that such strange words must have been learned from Shang Yunqing, but Shang Yunqing had already left this world with his object.

Qi Zi'an, who was blocked and speechless, had nowhere to vent his anger.

Of course, there is still a heart full of desire/fire that has nowhere to vent.

In the current situation, is it possible that it can still be strong?

Qi Zian just thought about it this way, after all, it's almost enough to do something strong once.

And Qi Wenliang remembered that time for a long time.

This thought only stayed in his mind for a moment.

He thought: forget it, forget it, a twisted melon is not sweet.

The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy white day~

I didn't think of this at first, but my friend reminded me of TAT.Now that I know it, I still have to spend a holiday and work overtime.

Then when it comes to twisted melons are not sweet, in fact, when I read novels, I think twisted melons are the sweetest!

The little black room is my eternal love, but Ah Jiang doesn't let me write it, so I can only sneak in... Ah, I didn't say anything.

I saw a video on TikTok two days ago, a little brother said: "Don't come here, twisted melons are not sweet."

Another little brother said: "Oh, I don't care if it's sweet or not. I just want to twist it off. Once it's twisted off, I feel comfortable."

Then I flipped through the comments and found a Xiu'er said: "Although the twisted melon is not sweet, it quenches your thirst!"

Maybe because I'm a minion, I think his word "thirst" is driving.

Then since I talked about Douyin, I thought of another thing.

I feel that those who vibrate/sound must have heard it.

Just want a cup of pumpkin almond milk, no melon, no apricot, no milk, but a man.

However, I also listened to an advanced version.

Want a cup of pumpkin almond milk, no melon, no apricot, no dew, no cup, no man, 1!

Ah, this really is a world full of zeros