Quick Transmigration: Male God, why are you blackened again?

When Qin Ge heard this, he paused his pusher's hand, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly. He thought that tyrants always acted in a simple and rough manner, the kind that kills people at the sight of blood.

kill without spilling blood.

Gee.

The corners of Qin Ge's mouth could not help but curl up.

The tyrant, who had been observing the expression of the person in his arms, casually rubbed the tip of Qin Ge's ear, and asked, "Are you happy?"

Without waiting for the young man to answer, Jun Chenbi said again: "If you are happy, accompany me back to the palace."

The tyrant tried every means to lure his little escaped concubine back to the palace.

How could Qin Ge be as he wanted?

"I won't go back." The young man said lazily, "It's dull in the palace, how can I be comfortable outside the mansion."

Jun Shen Bifeng's eyes flashed with anger for a moment, and once again came up with the dark thoughts of tying people back to the palace and locking them in the Dragon Palace. However, the young man seemed to be able to control people's hearts. When he had such thoughts, he could always easily Let him dismiss it again.

"Your Majesty has been living in the palace since he was a child, and he has never seen fireworks in the world, right?" The young man smiled at the emperor, blowing away the gloom in his belly, "How about letting the minister show His Majesty to see it today?"

How could Jun Chenbi say no?

...

One monarch and one minister left the mansion in a low-key manner.

Of course, the royal guards hiding in the dark do not count.

When two men go out together, they are naturally not visiting the rouge powder shop. The Great Yong is prosperous, and the Suzaku Road and Shenwu Road in the upper capital are bustling and bustling. There are all kinds of vendors selling silk flowers, snacks, fruits and vegetables...

They are all things that Jun Chenbi has never seen before...the grand scene in the world.

To be honest, the tyrant with a cold and ruthless personality was not very touched by such fireworks. If it weren't for the young man beside him, Jun Chenbi might not have taken a second look.

However, Qin Ge would pull him to stop for a while, buy a bowl of sweet soup from a roadside stall, and share the food between the two of them, or sit at the tea shop and order a pot of not-so-expensive clear tea ...

Neither the sweet soup nor the clear tea can be considered top grade. The taste of the sweet soup is even too sweet, but it is surprisingly touching.

It was also the first time for Emperor Dayong to eat stinky tofu, candied haws, and fried fruits, which would never have the chance to appear in the court.

Passing by a candy stall, Qin Ge tugged at Jun Chenbi's sleeve: "Master Jun, do you want to try this?"

It's not easy for Qin Ge to call him His Majesty outside.

The name of a tyrant is very popular among the people, so don't scare the common people.

Therefore, it is commensurate with the prince and son.

Jun Chenbi glanced over, "What is that?"

"Candy figurine." Qin Ge pulled him over and asked the stall owner, "Old man, can we make this sugar figurine by ourselves?"

Saying that, handed out a dime of broken silver.

Jun Shen Bi's phoenix eyes lowered slightly, his eyes fell on the hand that was holding the young man, and he clenched him tightly with his backhand.

Among tens of millions of people, there is an aboveboard and silent intimacy.

It was quite normal for the husband and wife to hold hands at Qin Ge's place. He didn't react aggressively or panicked. After a moment of shock, he curled his lips slightly and let him go.

The old man who owned the sugar shop had received the reward, so he naturally had nothing to do with it, "It's fine if you want to make sugar by yourself, but you gave too much money, even if you bought the old stall."

Qin Ge smiled, turned to look at the Son of Heaven: "Mr. Jun, you haven't played this game before, do you dare to give it a try?"

Jun Chenbi raised his eyebrows: "There is nothing you dare not."

After finishing speaking, the two brushed their robes and sat down on the bench set up in front of the sugar figurine stand.

One is Emperor Dayong, and the other is the champion of Xinke. They actually made sugar figurines on the street. If this scene is seen by civil and military officials, their jaws will definitely drop.