Top stream wears into waste beauty

The new little emperor didn't want to approve the memorial, so he threw the memorial all over the floor.

I feel too tired to go to morning every day, I don't want to get up early, and I can't get up in bed.

I like to see beauties and tease cats and dogs.

Listening to the news from his subordinates, the regent who was at home on vacation almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

The regent hurried from his home to the palace. The little emperor was lying in the room, sleeping soundly, with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The regent was so angry that he picked him up.

Lin Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the person who should be recuperating at home at this time, in his room.

At this time, he was full of anger and looked like he was about to explode, but he kept his dignity and suppressed his anger and talked to him nicely. .

Although it does sound a bit nuclear.

"Emperor, is this what you promised me before, to handle government affairs properly?"

He looked at the memorials scattered all over the place, and looked at the emperor coldly.

"Is this what you mean by handling government affairs properly?"

The little emperor changed his expression from ignorant to waking up.

Then the regent saw the little emperor hugging his neck, and the whole person nestled in his arms and did not move.

The regent was about to take him out, when he threw it away, he heard the little emperor's aggrieved voice coming from his arms.

"But Uncle Huang, I don't understand those things, and I don't know how to deal with them. When I get angry, I throw them all away."

"I was wrong, I'll pick them up now."

The regent felt a small piece of wetness on his lapel, sticking to his skin. He was already in time, and the clothes he was wearing at home were so light that they couldn't even block the cold wind outside.

At this time, the feeling of understanding is very obvious, and he froze all of a sudden. No one has ever been so close to him since he was a child. He is young and mature, and the people around him are afraid of him. One can get so close to him.

The body in his arms is small and soft, not as thin as he looks on the surface, he still has flesh.

He felt the person in his arms move, wiped his eyes, then stepped on the ground barefoot, picking up the memorials on the ground one by one.

He kept feeling a little distressed, he had never felt it except when facing him.

I don't know why he has always been indifferent to others, but he just can't be strict with the little emperor.

As if he was born for him. .

Because he never liked being manipulated by others, he even stayed away from the little emperor for a long time, until the late emperor passed away, he came back to take over the helpless little emperor.

Seeing his pitiful back, he softened his heart first.

He sighed silently in his heart, there was really nothing he could do about it, he lost again this round.

I didn't expect to be so angry. In the end, he was the one who had no threat. He was held tightly by the little emperor. This made him even more incredible. He was still enjoying it a little bit. Could it be that he was really broken? ?

If it really broke, it was the little emperor who played him badly.

From childhood to adulthood, only this person can sanction him.

He kept reflecting on the identities of the two, but in the end, none of their identities could define them. They were neither relatives nor lovers, nor were they friends.

It's just that from the day the first emperor Tuogu, there was something called responsibility on his shoulders.

This little emperor was his responsibility from now on, and he couldn't even shirk it.

Until one day the little emperor is qualified for the position of emperor and no longer needs his help, at that time he should bid farewell to the court and go home to take care of himself.

Just thinking about it, I suddenly feel a little bit reluctant. It's really a bit inhumane to ignore the children who have grown up after watching them since childhood.

His thoughts drifted too far, and he immediately took them back.

As soon as he found it, his eyes fell on the ground, the little emperor who was shrinking.

the clothes he wears.Because he was lying on the bed in the pre-sale room, it has become messy now, revealing a small piece of fair skin under his neck, and a little pimple appeared due to the cleaning of the air.

His white and tender feet curled up, and it looked like it was because the floor was too cold.

That's all, teach the little emperor a lesson, the future will be long, and it will be bad if you get sick.

He walked over to pick up the little emperor, put him on the bed and covered him tightly with the quilt.

He squatted down and picked up the memorials on the ground one by one.

The eunuchs and maids, who were afraid to come in because of the angry King Regent, came in quickly to pick up the memorial on the ground when they saw this scene.

Lin Qing nestled in the bed, only revealing a pair of black eyes, staring at the back of the regent.

Looking at the tall man, he put the author neatly on the table and walked to his bedside.

"Your Majesty, no matter how angry you are, you can't throw the memorial. The spirit of the late emperor would not want to see this."

He coughed and covered his mouth with his hand, his pale face was full of fatigue.

Lin Qing was a little distressed, he shouldn't act too hastily, he knew he was still sick, so he shouldn't be a monster at this time.

He felt extremely guilty, and the eyes he looked at Yu Yan were also watery.

"I don't like Uncle Huang, I won't be willful anymore, I will definitely review the memorials tomorrow, please rest assured, Uncle Huang."

Yu Yan stopped coughing, took two deep breaths restrained, and then let go.

"Since Your Majesty has realized the mistake, I will take my leave."

Seeing that people were about to run away, Lin Qing quickly started his performance.

He caught the regent's black sleeves with some golden shadows embroidered on it.

"Uncle Huang, don't leave, okay? I'm afraid."

"My dreams are all about the day my father died. I don't have any relatives. Only you don't leave, okay?"

Hearing the sobbing tone of the little emperor, his footsteps stopped, and his heart felt a sharp pain.

He couldn't take this step no matter what, he stood stiffly on the spot, thinking rapidly in his mind, what should he do now.

"Uncle Emperor---"

"Stay with me, okay? I'm really scared."

The little emperor's tone became more and more wrong, he turned his head, just in time to see the crying little emperor, his heart softened all of a sudden.

He walked back and put his arms around the little emperor's shoulders.

"Don't cry, Uncle Huang will accompany you."

Lin Qing nodded obediently, took out a handkerchief and wiped her face, the corners of her mouth covered by the handkerchief slowly curled up.

Uncle Huang, you are hooked.

The maid came in to serve the little emperor to wash his feet. Although the floor of the imperial study was not dirty, there was still a sense of ritual.

After washing his feet, the little emperor stood upright and nestled in the arms of the regent.

After all, he is afraid, needs to be hugged, and needs to be comforted.

I will cry if you don't give it to me.

The regent could only hold him in his arms helplessly, and patted his back gently with one hand, as if he was coaxing a child.

A certain emperor who was obviously no longer a child was pretending to be pitiful, looking like a weak and sickly beauty who could fall down when the wind blows.

He needs more love from the Prince Regent to get better.

After more than ten years, he finally nestled in the arms of his own man again.

He slept very peacefully that night.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would be infected with a cold by his own man the next day.

This cold was so fierce that he didn't even get out of bed, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

He has no appetite at all, and can only eat dry and bitter white rice porridge.

It wasn't the rice porridge that was bitter, but his mouth.

The most uncomfortable thing is not this, but the extremely bitter medicine that Taiyi gave him.

Now he misses the present a little bit, now Yao is not bitter, medicine for colds, and even sweet.

What should I do?He wants to go back now.

His man is no longer his man, but his regent, his uncle.

Although he inherited the throne, he was not happy at all.

If he could trade a throne for his man to come back, then he would.

No amount of glory and wealth can compare to him.

Yu Yan held a bowl in his hand and fed it unskillfully, a certain patient who was crying, making trouble, and hanged himself.

Even if he was seriously ill and couldn't even lift his hand, the little emperor was very troublesome.

He insisted on letting him feed him porridge, saying that when he was sick, his father also fed him in the same way, and he missed him.

If he doesn't feed he doesn't eat.

In his impression, the little emperor has always been an obedient prince, the most obedient among all the princes of the first emperor, but he never thought that one day he would become a master.

What bad thoughts could the little emperor have?Playing tricks on you, playing tricks on you, I love you.

In order to get your hands on the trick, the little emperor's brain cells are all going to die, how can this be considered bad?It's all love.

It’s okay if you don’t feel it, and you even feel that he did it.

I'm sorry, I'm out of love, I'll just say this sentence for 3 minutes.

I still love you 3 minutes later.

After successfully enjoying the food and medicine service provided by the high-ranking regent, the little emperor lay flat flat with joy.

After eating the candied fruit from the regent's own hands, the little emperor couldn't be sweeter.

Only at this moment did he feel that his man was still his own man.

His extravagant demands are no longer high.

It would be great if his husband could recover his memory, now they can hug each other and hold each other high.

Watching my man pestering my man every day, I really can't eat it, what a torture to a young and energetic man.

If I'm wrong, please put me in jail instead of letting me see and eat.

God, do you know how many times I touched his abs last night?

I even sneaked a kiss accidentally, otherwise how do you think you got this cold?

Well, let's not talk about it, let's say that he is really going to become a pervert.

Although there is nothing wrong with being greedy for one's own man, the world will only feel that he has blasphemed the god-like regent.

I'm sorry, I'm guilty, please don't punish me.