Could it be that the relationship between him and his husband can be summed up in detail with a sentence of monarch and minister?In the past five years, how many days and nights filled with blood, trembling like walking on thin ice, those are all the feats that the husband walked with him.So what if Mr. is now the nominal Princess Jingbei?The marriage bestowed by the emperor and the decree are nothing more than a decree. Everyone in the world knows that the emperor is young, and occasionally he does some petty willfulness that does not hurt the face of the court and the well-being of the people. Who would dare to criticize it openly?

Xiao Jinghe's phalanges clenched tightly, and he clenched his teeth so hard that the veins on his neck could almost be seen bulging.

Xiao Yun was provoking him.

The grown-up male lion who came from fighting in the blood watched dangerously at the cub who dared to show his teeth at him by relying on the guard of honor at this time. Xiao Jinghe, who had a dull pain in his temple because of seeing the blood, and his mood was very unstable, lowered his eyes and closed his eyes. The killing intent in his eyes.

It's just a cub who hasn't been weaned yet...

At this time, although Yang Yanqing looked sober, he was already exhausted from this extremely exhausting planning and debate, and his mind was aching like a sharp weapon. Although he faintly felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the inner hall of the Dao, he was unable to think about it any more. .

Xiao Jinghe couldn't bear it anymore and took two steps forward, slipped the struggling little emperor out of Yang Yanqing's arms and put it aside, stepped forward to block the little emperor who was about to rub against him, and stretched out his arms to hug the emperor who was sitting beside the bed Holding him in his arms, he raised his eyebrows at the little emperor and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late, so I will leave with my concubine first."

Xiao Yun, who couldn't find a reason to stay, gritted his small white teeth, and could only stare at the back of the figure swaggering away with his husband in his arms, stomping his feet angrily, but he really had some youthful vitality.

……

Nestled in Xiao Jinghe's arms, Yang Yanqing smelled that the cloak covering his body still carried the usual incense on men.

He closed his eyes, his originally pale face turned bright red due to the heat, and his restless hand stretched out from under the cloak to grab Xiao Jinghe's front and gently pulled it.

Xiao Jinghe paused and looked down at him: "What's wrong?"

"Look, the tea is hot."

The young man's voice carried a rare childish joy, as if he was showing off something he was proud of.

Xiao Jinghe paused: "Yes, Mister won."

"The hearts of those who were already cold will be rekindled one day..." Yang Yanqing's voice became lower and lower, "My lord, Daqing will become better and better, Haiyan Heqing, The world is peaceful..."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Jinghe: I want Jiang Shanhe Mr.

Xiao Yun: I want Jiang Shanhe Mr.

Xiao Jinghe (gritting teeth): Sooner or later, this king will throw this brat far away!

Xiao Yun (frowning): Sooner or later, I will make my husband reconcile with this guy!

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The little emperor has family affection and mentor-student affection for Mr. Yang~ what is wrong with him, he just did what everyone in the comment section wanted to do (dog head)

The next chapter is an explanation of Mr. Yang’s foreshadowing, but if you can guess it, you may wish to guess~

I wrote this chapter as if my body was hollowed out orz

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 33 bottles of Taohuali, 478317654 bottles Jiujiu~

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