Dressed as a small fat thing of the Empress

Tang Mitang nodded, stopped talking, and looked at her with a smile.Her emperor is so cute~

Seeing her laughing more and more obscenely, Zhou Xuanqing licked his lips and said unnaturally: "I'm tired, go back to the palace to rest..."

"Ok~Changxi! Go back to Daming Palace!" Tang Mitang yelled to the outside, then looked back at Zhou Xuanqing, but she didn't know when she took a step forward.

The lips brushed across Zhou Xuanqing's cheek and stopped at the corner of her lips.

Tang Mitang obviously felt that his heartbeat was beyond the normal range.

Zhou Xuanqing's eyes widened, and he quickly stepped back.

Tang Mitang reacted and quickly stepped forward to grab Zhou Xuanqing's waist, this brat, why do you back away so hard?What if I hit the corner of the table again!

"Be careful!"

"I know... I know it!" Zhou Xuanqing blinked, stopped, his ears were slightly red, and his eyes were a little dodgy.

Seeing this, Tang Mitang smiled, it was so cute!No matter how powerful Zhou Xuanqing is, he is just a pure little white rabbit emotionally~ She is fine again!

Those who are close to the water first get the moon!Tang Mitang thought about it, and knew that too much was too late, so he didn't do anything, just helped her to go out.

Zhou Xuanqing calmed down for a while, and his expression returned to normal. He returned to Daming Palace, ate something with Tang Mitang, and prepared to rest.

As soon as Zhou Xuanqing unbuttoned his coat, he saw Tang Mitang was still looking at her with his chin in his hand.

"Sleep, not yet..."

"I'll go to bed right away!" After Tang Mitang finished speaking, she tore off her coat faster than Zhou Xuanqing, climbed onto the bed, and hugged Zhou Xuanqing's quilt.

Zhou Xuanqing was taken aback for a moment, then turned around slowly and looked at her.

"Go back to your room and sleep."

"No, I just want to sleep with you~"

"No, go back."

"I won't go back, look at your back injury is so serious, can I take care of you? I beg the emperor~ Xuan Qing~ Qing Qing~~"

Tang Mitang grasped the quilt with one hand, and held Zhou Xuanqing's hand with the other and gently shook it.

Zhou Xuanqing sighed helplessly, patted her on the head, sat down on the side of the bed, and said softly, "Go inside~"

Tang Mitang cheerfully hugged the quilt and rolled around, and rolled to the innermost part, imagining a big drama in his head, and Zhou Xuanqing just lay down and fell asleep.

"Uh... Your Majesty, don't you want to do something?"

"I don't want to." After Zhou Xuanqing finished speaking, he raised his hand and swung the lamp out.

The room was plunged into darkness, Tang Mitang rubbed against Zhou Xuanqing, put his head close to her, smelled her hair, and stopped talking.

Take it slow... take it slow...

Early the next morning, Zhou Xuanqing woke up and pushed away the arms and legs wrapped around her body, sat up slowly, and rubbed her waist casually.

After rubbing twice, a warm hand came up and rubbed it for her.

"Ah~ It's hard work to be the emperor~" Tang Mitang's lazy voice came, and Zhou Xuanqing looked back in confusion, and smoothed her cold and disheveled hair.

"It's okay, you can sleep again." Zhou Xuanqing said, holding the little hand that was being rubbed by himself, and stuffing it under the quilt.

Tang Mitang reluctantly scratched her wrist, watched her get out of bed, watched the maid put on her dragon robe, couldn't help but lifted the quilt to help her straighten her collar.

"Don't sleep anymore?" Zhou Xuanqing looked at Tang Mitang who was still barefoot standing in front of him, and let her tidy up his collar.

"I'll sleep later~ I'll tell Chang Xi to sleep." After Tang Mitang finished speaking, she glanced at Zhou Xuanqing with satisfaction, grabbed Chang Xi and went to the corner, and whispered.

Zhou Xuanqing shook his head in confusion, took off the golden hairpin on his head, and replaced it with a wooden hairpin before leaving.

Above the court hall, Chang Xi took advantage of all the officials to kneel down and put a cushion on the dragon chair.

Zhou Xuanqing paused for a moment before sitting up, leaning against the cushion, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Tang Mitang didn't go to bed anymore, but went to the small kitchen to cook porridge, and researched some soothing incense for people to light in Daming Palace.

Last night Zhou Xuanqing woke up twice, Tang Mi Tang could only make some incense to make her feel more at ease.

She didn't understand the affairs of the court, so she could only be a backup, taking care of the desperate third mother Zhou Xuanqing, lest her body be ruined at a young age.

In the evening, Zhou Xuanqing was sitting at the table watching Tang Mitang practicing calligraphy, when someone reported that Li Jue was coming, he didn't shy away from anything, but let him in directly.

Li Jue saw Tang Mitang was surprised for a moment, and then saluted Zhou Xuanqing: "I have seen the emperor ~ here is the ledger."

Zhou Xuanqing took it, flipped through it for a while, and said with a raised corner of his mouth: "Very well, I will reward you to leave the palace and resume your official position."

"Your Majesty, I don't want these vain names at all. As long as you stay by the Emperor's side, you can see him from time to time~" Li Jue said, smiling coquettishly at Zhou Xuanqing, dressed in a beautiful white shirt.

"This is the only chance, if you don't go out again, you will be at your own peril." Zhou Xuanqing said lazily, put the account book aside, and pinched his earlobe.

Seeing that Zhou Xuanqing was getting impatient, Li Jue took a step back and said, "Your Majesty, this slave is leaving the palace."

"Well, let's go!"

Li Jue took one last look at Zhou Xuanqing, turned around and left.

There is no major event in the court, and Zhou Xuanqing's life has become more leisurely, and he can still find time to go shopping with Tang Mitang.

Tang Mitang was walking around the jewelry store holding Zhou Xuanqing's hand, and saw a pair of white jade rings, picked them up silently, and put them on his ring finger.

Looking at Zhou Xuanqing's hand, she didn't seem to have seen Zhou Xuanqing wear any jewelry, not even the jade wrench that represented the identity of the emperor, would she wear this ring?

"What's wrong with my hand?" Seeing her looking at him, Zhou Xuan raised his hand.

Tang Mitang smiled, raised his right hand and said, "Does Qingqing look good?"

"The ring? It's okay." Zhou Xuanqing looked at it carefully before coming to a conclusion.

Tang Mitang chuckled, took another one and wanted to put it on for Zhou Xuanqing.

Zhou Xuanqing shook his head and refused, "I have to write and practice swords, and I feel uncomfortable with the ring."

"No~ Good friends in our place have to wear rings, so they will be good friends for a lifetime~ Qingqing~ okay~"

Tang Mitang held Zhou Xuanqing's hand and kept shaking it, blinking her big eyes, looking at her pitifully.

Zhou Xuanqing nodded, stretched out his left hand and said, "Put on your left hand."

"Okay, it's just right! The shopkeeper paid the bill!" Tang Mitang jumped happily, paid the money, and walked out cheerfully holding Zhou Xuanqing's left hand.