The cubs assigned by the empire are a bit cute

Koukou still doesn't know what it means to reach a "deal" with Uncle Tang, and is simply immersed in the joy of "what can I ask Uncle Tang".

He wants to go to the depths of the desert. The shocking sunset when he gets off the aircraft is still the beauty he wants to enjoy. He also wants to take an aircraft to fly high in the sky and enjoy the entire desert city.

But will Uncle Tang really agree?

Koukou rubbed her round little toes, struggling.

Uncle Tang doesn't look like a liar, that is to say, it should be fine, right?

Koukou tilted his little head and fantasized about tomorrow's wish coming true, and couldn't help covering his little mouth and laughing.

Same as the routine in Shengmei Palace, Jiang Muhan helped the little guy take a bath first, and then took a quick shower by himself. When he came out while wiping his hair, he saw the little guy on the bed crawling around, twisting his little body and humming. Song.

Why are you suddenly so happy?

"Button?"

Jiang Muhan wiped his hair half dry, and a few strands of cold black hair fell on the end of his eyebrows.

As soon as Koukou turned his head, he saw his father's handsome appearance, grinning with a small mouth——

Dad is so pretty, no wonder Uncle Tang is smiling at Dad.

"Stupid?" Jiang Muhan didn't know what he was thinking, threw a towel and walked up to rub the wool rolls on his head, took off the baby hat and put it next to the pillow, "Tell me? Make me happy too?"

Koukou hurriedly pulled the quilt over his body, and burrowed in like a little snail, moving and hiding under the quilt.

A muffled voice came from the small bulge on the bed: "Koukou is not happy, Baba, we're going to sleep."

Jiang Muhan thought that he would be excited when he came to a new place, so he immediately asked, "Do you like this place? Do you miss Shengmei Palace?"

At this time, a small hole was exposed in the quilt, and half of a milky face was revealed: "Baba, I miss my aunt so much."

Jiang Muhan listened to his little tone of attachment, and raised his hand: "Come here."

Koukou grabbed the quilt tightly with both hands and climbed onto his father's lap. When he was hugged by his father, he took the initiative to stick to his father, and asked innocently and childishly, "Will my aunt miss me and Baba?"

"Yes." Jiang Muhan thought that his aunt might worry about whether the little guy was sleeping and eating well.

I don't know if my aunt will miss him.

He pinched the tip of the little guy's nose: "I'm going to inspect tomorrow morning, can you stay at the base with Uncle?"

"Ah?" Koukou didn't even know about his father's arrangement, so he asked hastily, "Where's Uncle Tang? Are Uncle and Baba going to inspect?"

If so, wouldn't Uncle Tang be unable to fulfill his little wish?

Jiang Muhan said, "It depends on the situation."

He remembered that when Tang Yusen sent them back just now, he seemed to be whispering to the little guy, and while arranging the pillow and quilt, he asked casually, "What did he tell you?"

"Ah?" Koukou cried out in surprise for the second time, then lowered his head and began to scratch his little hand, "No, uncle said... said..."

"say what?"

Jiang Muhan saw his reaction a little strangely, it is rare to see such a flustered moment?

Are you flustered or nervous?

When Jiang Muhan was wondering, the little guy suddenly raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "Uncle said that he will buy me some sweets tomorrow!"

Jiang Muhan understood, hugged him and lay on the pillow, gently brushed the bangs on his forehead with his fingertips: "So you were so happy to crawl around just now?"

Koukou grabbed Dad's finger and laughed.

He was worried that his father would continue to ask about Uncle Tang, so he quickly closed his eyes and said in a weak voice, "Baba, let's go to bed, shall we?"

"Yeah. You go to bed first." Jiang Muhan turned his body sideways, put his arms around the little guy, and didn't get up immediately, pressed his fingers on his soft little fleshy face and gently swirled and rubbed it.

Koukou still rubbed against his father's hand. Although he had slept on the way here, he still fell asleep quickly after running around from afternoon to night with high emotions.

Jiang Muhan's nose was surrounded by a vague milky scent, and he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss his small forehead.

Seeing that he was enjoying himself just now, he was also very happy.

Originally, the purpose of this trip was to let him see the outside world and have fun by the way, but now it seems that the purpose has been initially achieved.

After the little guy fell asleep, Jiang Muhan slowly got up, his arms were propped on the bed just now, a little numb.

He pressed the upper arm of his right hand with his left hand, shaking it back and forth slightly to relieve the discomfort.

At this moment, the deputy stepped in quietly, stood not far away and whispered: "Your Majesty."

Jiang Muhan's first reaction was to turn his head to look at the little guy on the bed, and he was relieved when he saw that he hadn't noticed.

The deputy waited for His Majesty to come out, and then said: "Commander Tang is waiting outside the door, saying that he has something to talk to."

Jiang Muhan was a little tired, but after hearing this, he narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the door: "Well, let him in."

He walked to the sofa outside and sat down, picked up the little guy's favorite cow pillow and rubbed it on his lap.

When Tang Yusen entered, his deputy took the initiative to close the door and stand outside.

As soon as he took two steps, he saw His Majesty's lowered eyes and eyebrows from afar.

The light in the room was dim, and a faint golden light lingered on his handsome side face, especially the place between the tall bridge of the nose and the brow bone, which wonderfully created a kind of toughness, sacredness, vulnerability and sensitivity. complex meaning,

Jiang Muhan clearly heard footsteps, but they stopped again.

He turned his face slowly, and Tang Yusen's burly peak-like figure was printed in his faint eyes under the light.

That is, at the moment when Jiang Muhan's eyes appeared puzzled, Tang Yusen stepped forward and continued to walk, as if he never stopped.

Tang Yusen held several documents in his hand, as if he needed to ask for instructions on important official business.

Only he knew it in his heart, but he did everything possible to find a reason.

"Your Majesty, is your Highness asleep?"

Jiang Muhan stretched out his slender fingers proactively, pulled the document from his hand with a little strength, and said in a playful tone: "Commander Tang guards the border of the Henghai Empire day and night, and his will is as indestructible as steel. I must not know I'm just a mortal, need to rest early?"

He was sitting in a more casual posture than during the day, even lazily leaning on the sofa, typing the top file slowly.

Tang Yusen stood in front of him, motionless, with the admiration clearly visible in his eyes.

Jiang Muhan moved his toes, and turned to the sofa on the other side: "Sit down."

He is tall and big, blocking the light even standing in front of him.

"Yes." Tang Yusen picked up his trousers and sat down on the sofa, explaining, "I'm sorry Your Majesty, I didn't arrange it well, so I just brought it here now. If you are tired, you should rest first."

Jiang Muhan had already started to look through the documents, and it didn't matter whether he was tired or not when he concentrated. Thinking of his question, he said, "Your Highness has already fallen asleep, and you had a good time today."

Tang Yusen recalled the "gentlemen's agreement" between himself and His Highness, put his elbows on his knees, and clasped his fingers together: "Your Majesty, what are the red and blue desserts that Your Highness likes to eat?"

"Huh?" Jiang Muhan turned his head slightly, just when Tang Yusen raised his eyes, and the two eyes met, he moved calmly, "Cake. It's a general term, nothing special, just red and blue cream on the outside. I like biscuits too." .”

Speaking of which, he is really a good boy who is not picky about food.

"Okay." Tang Yusen hesitated for a few seconds, noticing that His Majesty began to read the document again, he rubbed the heels of his palms, "Where is Your Majesty? What do you want to eat?"

As a ruler, Jiang Muhangui hardly has any obvious preferences in life. Unless he is a close person, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand his daily needs and hobbies.

His whole person seemed to be born purely for the official duties of the empire, a standard work machine with no desires and no desires.

Jiang Muhan turned a page, the paper made a slight rattling sound, his eyes were still on the text, and he opened his lips and said, "Tang Yusen."

"Yes."

Tang Yusen straightened his upper body.

Jiang Muhan's voice was flat: "If you have something to say, just say it."

He slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at him, as if to remind him not to beat around the bush.

Tang Yusen's back was a little overheated, and he was a little more restless and nervous than he was on the battlefield. He quickly pursed his dry lips and said "um" uncertainly.

Jiang Muhan raised his eyebrows and continued to read the documents, feeling helpless for this dull subordinate.

He closed the files and threw them all over.

"Your Majesty?" Tang Yusen frowned, and immediately stood up after quickly catching the document, unable to figure out what he meant for a while.

Jiang Muhan leaned back on the sofa, rubbed the little cow pillow with his palm, and pierced him with sharp eyes: "My deputy has done the calculations for you, at least find seven or eight things to send to Shengmei Palace in a month, zero and zero in half a year A total of forty or fifty items, at least seven or eighty a year. That’s all, anyway, some things don’t need me to bother myself, but you are disturbing my rest with such insignificant and insignificant things, what is it? mean?"

The knuckles of Tang Yusen's fingers holding the document turned white, he coughed, his eyes fell on his extremely fair ankles and insteps, and he explained in a stiff tone: "I respect your majesty, if there is anything that cannot be decided, I hope you can ask your majesty to decide .I didn’t intend to disturb you today, please forgive me, Your Majesty.”

Jiang Muhan was really sleepy, covered his lips and yawned, stood up straight with his slender body, and said coldly, "Since you're fine, go to sleep."

Tang Yusen bowed his head: "Yes."

He watched His Majesty walk slowly into the inner room, pulling at the collar of the military uniform a little irritably.

Facing His Majesty's questioning just now, he felt as if he had been cornered. He felt so strong that he almost blurted out... something he shouldn't have said.

In the bedroom, Jiang Muhan stood inside the door, his tall and straight figure remained motionless, there was no trace of fatigue in his eyes, on the contrary, he was a little clearer.

He shook his head, got back on the bed, hugged the cutie, and kissed him on the forehead.

The little idiot's observation skills are really strong, and he did notice the strangeness in Tang Yusen's eyes.

Especially when he was being questioned by himself just now, he suddenly stood up with a very overwhelming momentum, especially when he lowered his throat and obviously wanted to say something else, but in the end he said "respect Your Majesty".

The word respect may be true, but it is not entirely true.

When Jiang Muhan thought of the time when he fought side by side in the past, he knew it more clearly than he himself, and it was more vivid in his memory.

Is it because the time is too short, so the memory is complete, or because...

He didn't think about it any further.

The next morning.

Koukou woke up a little bit from his sleep, his eyes were still blurred, when he heard his father's voice.

"Uncle Tang has prepared Tiantian. Do you want to get up and eat now, or sleep on?"

But Koukou was thinking about another thing, and he was not in a hurry to eat Tiantian. His two warm little arms hugged his father's neck tenderly, leaned against his father's chest, and said tiredly, "Do you want to eat sweets? Going out? Baba don’t want it~ Baba~"

Jiang Muhan hugged the crooked little guy, and really wanted to cancel the inspection tour. "Well, let's sleep for a while, and don't rush to get up."

"Hmm~" A voice in Koukoumi's staring little head said, eat sweets, but another voice said that pulling is more important than sweets~

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