The squeamish bag continues to die in the cannon fodder career

Seeing this situation, Qiu Zhiruo didn't care about the disparity in the status of the monarch and his subjects, he rushed forward and pulled the emperor away, Wei Shengyin also quickly embraced the sleeping little prince on the bed.

Two pairs of eyes stared at the emperor at the same time.

The emperor was dumb, the pill in his hand had dropped to the ground, and he rolled around the steps alone twice. He didn't get annoyed, and bent over to pick up the pill: "Aiqing, High Priest, what do you mean?"

It was only then that Qiu Zhiruo remembered that he should salute the emperor, and after the salute, he said neither humble nor overbearing: "For a while, I mistakenly thought that Your Majesty was an assassin who wanted to murder the prince, I apologize."

His attitude is calm and powerful, and no one will doubt his loyalty to the emperor.The emperor stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled, he waved his hand and said: "Zhiruo, why do we have such a relationship between you and me, besides, you are also eager to protect the prince, how can I have the heart to punish your crime? If I really punish you , when I see Yaya in the future, she is afraid that she will have trouble with me."

Yaya, the birth mother of the crown prince, Qiu Yaruo.

If you don't say a word.He knew that the emperor had a deep affection for his sister, but he didn't dare to trust the emperor completely.

The emperor with more than [-] people, there are many beauties in the harem to choose from, Yingying Yanyan is in front of him, and his sister has passed away for many years, he does not believe that the emperor has not changed his mind.

"Still doubting me? Stop Ruo." Why couldn't the emperor understand his expression, picked up the pill in his hand, and put it in his mouth, "That's all. If you don't believe me, I'll try it for you. I can still harm the prince." ?”

When the pill was about to be delivered into the mouth, Qiu Zhiruo's eyes moved, with a look of panic on his face: "Your Majesty, I have absolutely no such intention."

He didn't stop when he opened his mouth, but he started to stop when he was about to enter, showing a look of panic, the emperor laughed and shook his head, and sat back on the couch, looking at the prince who was still sleeping soundly in the arms of the high priest.

After an assassination, the prince was indeed exhausted. After a high degree of tension, he suddenly relaxed. A pair of invisible hands dragged the prince down, dragging him away from the drowsy dream that he could not wake up from.

The prince seemed to be sleeping a little uncomfortable, and he seemed to be lying uncomfortably. He adjusted his posture and exposed his red face from the man's chest, before uttering a sound of sleep satisfaction.

The emperor looked at this face, he was obviously a man, but he was too delicate, his brows and eyes were a bit obedient in his sleep, but the brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was about to lose his temper at any time.

The lower half of his face is especially like Qiu Yaruo.

The emperor looked at it, a little distracted: "Zhiruo, I don't want to be the emperor anymore, I want to take Qingqing to travel around the world."

Qiu Zhiruo raised his head suddenly, his voice was broken: "Your Majesty!"

"At the beginning, I didn't want to be the emperor, and it was because of becoming the emperor that Yaya died. But everyone is forcing me, forcing me to sit on the throne, forcing me to do things I don't want to do, and forcing me to become a concubine. Libi, force me to have a few more princes."

The emperor muttered to himself, "This throne is actually more suitable for you. You are capable, talented, and able to convince the public at the same time, you—"

"Your Majesty." Qiu Zhiruo interrupted in a cold voice, with some sternness and harshness on his face, "Speak carefully."

He more or less understood that the emperor did not want to be the emperor.

Back then, the emperor was not the most brilliant among the many princes. On the contrary, he liked to travel around the world, play among the people, and hide his identity to fight for justice.

It was then that he got acquainted with Qiu Yaruo.

Qiu Yaruo is the daughter of a noble family, a lady of every family, and was molested by dudes in the street, her upbringing is too good for her to say nasty things.Then he appeared.

After the hero saved the beauty, the two fell in love with each other. This is an enduring plot in the storybook. At first, the Qiu family strongly opposed the marriage. They thought that the emperor, who was still a prince, was not worthy of Qiu Yaruo.

Although there are some twists and turns in the process, the ending will always be happy.It was also in the year when Qiu Yaruo married him, many princes killed each other, and brothers fought against each other. He originally wanted to be an idle prince, but unexpectedly, he was the only one who could inherit the great cause in the end.

He was forced to ascend the throne, and it was at the beginning of the year that he ascended the throne that the queen became pregnant.When the prince was not yet full moon, he was assassinated, and the queen blocked the arrow for him.

All this happened too quickly. Just when the emperor thought he could give his wife and children the best conditions, his beloved wife passed away suddenly, leaving behind an infant child.

The ministers advised him to mourn, the dead cannot be resurrected, he is the emperor, for the sake of the people, he should cheer up as soon as possible.

Just one month after the empress passed away, the ministers came forward one after another, asking him to accept a concubine and spread his branches and leaves.

He thought it was ridiculous.Was it because it wasn't their wife who died that they could feel at ease?

At first the emperor would talk to Qiu Zhiruo about his concerns and how he missed his wife, but after a long time, he found that Qiu Zhiruo was no different from those people.

Tell him to mourn, tell him to look forward, and tell him that time will forget everything.

The emperor lowered his eyes again, looking at the lower half of the face that was very similar to that of his deceased wife. In fact, they were not very similar, if not similar, only the mouth and the tip of the chin.

"Zhiruo, I'm going to take the prince out of the palace." Before Qiu Zhiruo could speak, the surrounding air pressure dropped suddenly, the emperor tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes stared straight at him, and the coercion belonging to the superior dissipated.He said again, "The former high priest told me that if I want Qingqing to live a long life, I can't let him ascend the throne. His fate will start to change the moment he ascends the throne."

"Zhi Ruo, I can't live without him anymore."

Qiu Zhiruo looked at Wei Shengyin.

This is the future calculated by Master Wei Shengyin, Wei Shengyin doesn't know it.But the emperor still remembered the scene of being angry and unwilling to believe when he learned the hexagram that day.

The former high priest told the emperor that if the prince was not the prince, the prince would still have no worries about food and clothing in the future.But if the prince is a prince and succeeds in ascending the throne, the prince can only live for three years at most.

Three years.

The prince is still so young, he has just reached the crown, has not yet married a wife and had children, and has not seen thousands of worlds, how can he leave this world?

At first the emperor didn't believe it, he was not a superstitious person.But in recent years, more and more people assassinated the prince, he had no choice but to believe it.

"Zhiruo, you think I arranged for today's assassination." Qiu Zhiruo didn't answer, and the emperor continued, "It wasn't me."

"I really want to take advantage of the chaos and take the prince away today to complete my plan, but there are real assassins mixed in."

That's why Canghe didn't make a move.

At first, Canghe thought it was the manpower arranged by the emperor, who wanted to borrow the palace banquet to take the prince away in the chaos.After that, he took the fake death medicine and left the palace with the prince.

After Canghe realized that the other party was not someone placed by the emperor, it was already too late.Fortunately, the high priest blocked the sword for the prince, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

If you really want to say who wants their lives, the emperor doesn't know, there are too many people who want the lives of their father and son.

Qiu Zhiruo's thin lips were stretched into a line of forbearance, his eyes fell on the sleeping prince, and he remained silent.

"Zhiruo." The emperor sighed again, "You don't want to, do you?"

"Yes. I don't want to."

It was hard for him to get a little bit of the prince's heart, as long as he was given a little more time, he believed that they would understand each other and they would stay together forever.

But now the emperor said that he would take the prince away from the palace to travel around the world and fly far away, which meant that they would never see each other in this lifetime.

How could he be willing?

After Qiu Zhiruo finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the bedroom, and after a long time, he said loudly again, "I don't want to."

The emperor didn't speak, and there was only their chaotic breathing in the overly quiet environment. It was as if a hole had been dug in Qiu Zhiruo's heart, and cold wind poured in through it, making him confused.

He tried to think, to find a solution.

"Your Majesty, I will protect the prince. When the prince ascends the throne, I will protect the prince at all costs. I will not let anyone hurt him, and I will not let anyone take his position away." Qiu Zhiruo spoke quickly, With eager eyebrows and eyes, his expression is determined and confident, "with the minister here, the country will only belong to the Yu family."

"I will protect the Yu family's country on behalf of your majesty and the prince."

arrogant.

To say such a thing in front of the king of a country, to put it seriously, it will be beheaded.But the emperor just looked at Qiu Zhiruo with interest: "Zhiruo, since you are so capable, why don't you just let you take this country?"

"Your Highness will be unhappy." Qiu Zhiruo said calmly,

His Highness is already spoiled, he doesn't like his things being taken away, and he doesn't like losing them.If he can't take this position, he won't be happy. "

The pampered and pampered little prince was used to the life of being served by others since he was a child. Qiu Zhiruo couldn't imagine what it would be like if he left the palace.

Even if the emperor is carrying a package, even if the emperor is fully prepared, Qiu Zhiruo can't rest assured of the prince.

Now that the world is chaotic, the prince has an overly attractive face again, losing his temper is not like losing his temper, but more like flirting and acting like a baby.

There will be many people who want to raise the prince, and are willing to pamper him, coax him, and obey him.Even if he doesn't show a good face, even if he beats and scolds, no matter how bad his temper is, there will still be many people who want to listen to the prince.

So why can't this person be him?Qiu Zhiruo asked himself.

Qiu Zhiruo said: "The minister will take good care of the prince."

When he said this, it was like saying - I will raise the prince well.

The emperor stared at him for a moment, then looked at the high priest: "What about you? Wei Shengyin, what about you."

Wei Shengyin once also predicted that it would not be a good thing for the world to be handed over to the prince, but it was not a bad thing either.At least in the future he saw, the Qing Dynasty did not fall.

He lowered his eyes and said with difficulty: "I am willing to assist the prince with all my strength."

The high priest should not have participated in politics, should not have entered the world of mortals, and should not have been disturbed by other trivial matters.

But he couldn't stay in the world of mortals.

The prince is too simple, such a simple prince will never be able to secure the throne, this is what the emperor has always been worried about, and it is also the reason why the emperor took the prince out of the palace.

The emperor was afraid that after his death, the prince would be swallowed until there were no bones left.

Although he can't be completely relieved now, the attitudes of these men have given him some stability.The emperor turned pale, and looked at Qiu Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, I thank you for Yaya. If the prince asks me, just say, I want to kill him."

"That way at least he won't miss me all the time."

After speaking, the emperor fell to the ground in a muffled voice.A black shadow passed by in the dark, Canghe picked up the short blade and stabbed the emperor's abdomen. He was extremely skillful in his strikes, avoiding vital points, but making the wound look serious.

"Is this also His Majesty's will?"

"Yes."

Cang He was silent after answering, he put away the short blade, and his eyes fell on the prince.

Qiu Zhiruo lowered his head to contemplate the bleeding emperor, Canghe hadn't made a sound yet, obviously the time hadn't come yet.He asked Canghe for a sharp weapon, and then smeared blood on his body and hands.

A neat and clean robe was stained with blood, the moment he turned around, the little prince babbled in his sleep, and when he woke up from a drowsy state, he saw the horrible scene of Qiu Zhiruo covered in blood.

He retreated subconsciously, but retracted into Wei Shengyin's arms, Wei Shengyin's wound was affected and he let out a muffled groan, followed by new blood spilling out.

Yu Qing didn't understand the situation at all, he looked down at the emperor who was lying beside the couch, his eyes were full of panic.

Blood, a lot of blood.The overly bright visual effect made him tremble all over, until his little hand was held in the palm, and the sticky and disgusting touch made him retch.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid." A low and hoarse voice rang in his ears, "No one will hurt you anymore."

harm?

Yu Qing was stunned. There was a wound on the emperor's waist and abdomen, and blood was oozing out. With just one glance, he looked away and pursed his lips tightly.

"Why didn't you invite the imperial physician? Father, he—"

"Your Highness."

This time it was Wei Shengyin, "Your Majesty wants to kill you."

Kill him?

Yu Qing was stunned again, he couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, why did the emperor kill him?The emperor obviously loved him very much.

"Since His Majesty lost his wife, he always had hallucinations. He missed the former Empress day and night, and hoped to be reunited with her." Cang He read out the belly script he had prepared in advance, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty is having nightmares again. He wants to take you with him to find the former queen underground."

Yu Qing's mind was in a mess. He didn't know if they were lying or not. The emperor treated him very well, and he didn't think the emperor would be like this.But...but it seemed to make sense.

There seemed to be a blunt knife stirring in his mind, he couldn't help hugging Wei Shengyin tightly, trying to find some relief from it.

"Then, what should we do now?" Yu Qing looked at the wound and said in a daze, "That should also be called an imperial physician, an imperial physician..."

"Your Majesty is out of breath." Qiu Zhiruo dropped the short blade, and the clear knocking sound made Yu Qing's shoulders tremble, his face was flustered and confused.

This was the first time for the little prince to face the death of his relatives directly. His mother and concubine died too early, and he didn't even have the concept of mother and concubine in his memory.The palace people will also specially reduce the topic of the former queen to prevent the little prince from being sad.

The little prince's thoughts are still diverging, but his tear glands are uncontrollably sour, and his eyes are gradually filled with tears.He said to himself: "Then why didn't I die? I, I deserve to die too."

The emperor wants to take him to find the first queen, but now he is the only one alive.

At such a time, the innocent little prince thought that there was nothing wrong with the emperor wanting to kill him. The emperor just wanted their family to be reunited, even if it meant killing him, he thought there was no problem.

So good.

For such a well-behaved little prince, Qiu Zhiruo can't rest assured that he will leave the palace. The world outside the palace is wider and more complicated, which is not something the little prince can handle.

His hands were tightly held, Chou Zhiruo said in a low voice: "Your Highness, it's not your fault."

"But, but Father is dead..."

The little prince finally couldn't help crying, he didn't know what to do, he was protected too well, the first setback he encountered was to the extent of destroying the world, he was knocked dizzy, and his whole body began to faint.

He sat on Wei Shengyin's legs, leaned over to hug Chou Zhiruo's waist, he didn't calm down until the familiar breath came into his nose.It's just that the mouth is still grievously shouting: "Uncle, uncle."

"Uncle won't let you have any trouble." Qiu Zhiruo coaxed him, slowly stroking the prince's back with bloody palms, and his words were so gentle, "Your Highness, I was the one who killed the king, and I committed the heinous crime .You just need to punish me and make me pay the price."

The prince raised his head from the man's arms, his little face was wet and red from crying, obviously frightened.His head was touched, and a man's low voice was heard in his ear, "I won't let you have trouble."

He pursed his lips, his silky black hair was hanging over his shoulders, his pink face was full of luster, he wrapped his hands around the man's neck, and shook his head silently.

Punishment?What crime?

Killing the king is a serious crime against the nine clans, even if it is punished lightly, it will be unavoidable to kill the whole family.

His small face was empty again, looking almost blankly at the man.The man's expression was calm, his face was as elegant as an orchid, and there were some irregular bloodstains on his eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to have a dangerous evil spirit.

His uncle had just killed the king for him.

It was to protect him, to prevent him from being hurt, even if Qiu Zhiruo knew that the other party was the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, Qiu Zhiruo did not hesitate at all.

Chou Zhiruo's expression was too calm and composed, as if killing someone for him was not a big deal.

You see, I dare to kill the emperor for you.

Once this idea appears in the mind, after the fear, there is a continuous sense of security.

The little prince finally understands who is the best person to him, only his family, and the best person to him has always been his family.Only family members will give unconditionally, and only family members will willingly sacrifice without asking for anything in return.

So what if Qiu Zhi is his uncle, so what if he goes against Chang Lun?

It is against the laws of nature for a man to be with a man.

They are not only relatives, but also lovers who have an intimate relationship.Intertwined in layers, the bond between them is stronger and more indestructible.

He doesn't care if he is right or wrong, he just needs to be with his uncle, because his uncle will always protect him.

The little prince leaned his head against the man's neck again, as if trying to hide himself.He said intermittently: "No, no. Uncle, I don't want you to die."

He has lost his father, so he can no longer live without his uncle.

The emperor came to the East Palace to visit the prince, but the news of his accidental assassination shocked everyone.

Another person found out the will, Qiu Zhiruo was to assist the new emperor,

Was named Regent.

The sudden funeral made the entire palace immersed in a sad and gloomy atmosphere. The little prince had no mother since he was a child, and his father died not long after reaching the crown. He couldn't accept it for a while, and stayed by the emperor's corpse every day.

The imperial physician told him that he was not pregnant.

The blow that hit him at the same time made him sleepy every day, unable to eat, and lost a lot of weight.

Qiu Zhiruo really couldn't bear to see him lose his mind every day, and he didn't keep the agreement with the emperor, so he told him the truth.

The little prince turned his head mechanically and asked in a daze, "Really?"

"Really." Qiu Zhiruo handed him a letter, "This is from His Majesty. I originally wanted to give it to you in the future, but I decided to give it to you now."

In the letter, the emperor was probably condemning and belittling himself, saying that he was a coward who could not take on the great cause, and told the prince to be careful in everything after he ascended the throne.

Seeing the familiar handwriting, the little prince was relieved.

To the outside world, the prince is still in the pain of losing his father, guarding in the mourning hall every day.

Knowing that the emperor is not dead, Yu Qing's gloomy mood of the past few days was swept away, and his appetite improved a lot.

The emperor had successfully left the palace, and the fake corpse prepared in advance had not been completely buried. Yu Qing was a little curious, poked his head into the coffin to take a look, and was scared out again.

He tightly gripped the court uniform on Chou Zhiruo's chest, exclaiming: "It's so scary!"

So realistic.

The blue color on the face, as well as the lifeless paleness and gloom after death, are all portrayed vividly.If Qiu Zhiruo hadn't told him that this was not a human being, but a dummy made by folk craftsmen, he would have thought it was a real corpse.

The little prince had never seen such a scene, even though he knew it was fake, the air-conditioning in the imperial mausoleum was swishing, and the surroundings were solemn, he still felt a bit of chill.

"It's so cold alone!"

"It's time to change your tune, Your Majesty."

Qiu Zhiruo said with a smile.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, and with the strong support of the enemies, even if some people are not optimistic about the prince, they cannot prevent the prince from ascending the throne.

In order to make the little emperor stay more comfortable, Qiu Zhiruo specially asked someone to move a soft couch, and now he was sitting on the couch, the little prince was sitting on his lap, with his little head resting on his collarbone, listening to him reading folk tales.

When the little emperor was still the crown prince, he showed interest in strange novels. Qiu Zhiruo ordered people to look for them everywhere, and sent them to him like offering treasures.Even afraid that he would get tired of reading it, Qiu Zhiruo even raised a group of literati to write about it.

The little prince felt a little drowsy when he heard it, but he would suddenly wake up at the horrific turning point of the plot, with a vigilant little face.

The fluffy hair rubbed against the man's neck, the man's throat moved slightly, he slowly pushed aside his robe, and helped the little prince to sit up.

"Well……"

The little emperor's shoulders twitched, as if he was too sleepy, and he softly glanced sideways at the prime minister, his gentle and quiet eyes were full of familiar emotions.

He snorted coldly, raised his chin and turned his head back, a gesture of tacit approval.

"Are you going to cry this time? Do you want to stop crying?" Qiu Zhiruo asked symbolically.

Sure enough, the little emperor was as arrogant as ever, and he was extremely disdainful: "Just you? Can you make me cry?"

"Don't think too highly of yourself. You didn't perform well last time. I don't need to sleep on my stomach that night."

Qiu Zhiruo chuckled, and hugged the little emperor's waist from behind, which also made the little emperor's whole body covered by his embrace, like a beast hugging a small animal.

"Really? But His Majesty is crying very hard."

The little emperor's stubbornness was exposed, his snow-white face flushed instantly, and he bluffed: "That's because of the pain, practice more, it's useless."

The more he bluffed, the more flushed his face became. Perhaps even he himself didn't know that he had a little habit of tightening his muscles when he was lying, and shrinking his whole body, which was very attractive.

The fluffy hair fell on his neck, if Qiu Zhi moved slightly, the tip of the little emperor's hair would rub against his finger bones.

He saw with his own eyes how the little emperor's little face was invaded inch by inch by the red tide, how his little face became hot, and his delicate earlobes turned red and hot, like a bright red pomegranate.

Qiu Zhiruo lowered his head and kissed, slowly following the ear

Licking the kiss, the amplified sound of sucking water muffled in the ears, the rough tongue rolled over the thin and tender ear skin, it was extremely loud, the already tender skin couldn't withstand such treatment.

The ears were disturbed wantonly, and the slight pain from biting the teeth from time to time made people tremble slightly, and the person in his arms clutched the corner of the man's sleeve, panting stickily.

The little emperor opened his lips, and exhaled a little hot and humid aroma from his lips, and he called intermittently: "Uncle..."

"what happened?"

Qiu Zhiruo took the time to answer, with a smile in his hoarse voice.Yu Qing pursed her lips, wondering if she was being laughed at, but just looked down at Qiu Zhiruo's hand.

There is no doubt that this is a very powerful hand.A thin layer of flesh wraps the clear bones, the joints are slender and distinct, and the veins on the back of the hand are stretched out. Compared with the pink and white leg flesh, there is an inexplicable color.Love means.

At this moment, the little emperor is obediently sitting on the man's lap, with his knees naturally separated. This is a very relaxed sitting posture, and it is also a very convenient picture.

He looked down carefully, maybe because his gaze aroused some kind of tyrannical emotion in the man, while the hatred intensified, the little emperor shook his head as if he couldn't bear it.

After all, Yu Qing wasn't that thick-skinned. He turned his head, but his chin was pinched and he turned back forcefully.

Chou Zhiruo's other arm was still swaying slightly, rubbing the tip of his nose against Yu Qing's cheek, forcing him to listen.

"Your Majesty, why is this so?"

"Is it because you are the Son of Heaven, so you are much more special?"

The little emperor was stunned, his mind was confused by these words, and his mind was muddy. He shook his shoulders again, shook his little head, bit his lower lip, part of his black hair stuck to his pink cheeks, and looked desperate. crying.

It was raining outside, but he couldn't hear it at all, maybe it was the cold wind seeping in, he subconsciously tightened his body, but was slowly stretched to the sides by Qiu Zhiruo.

Now he could clearly hear the splashing water.

Qiu Zhiruo kissed the wet corners of his eyes, and completely controlled him in his arms, but only gently stroking and caring, like treating his beloved fragile treasure.

"See it? It's so beautiful."

"The voice is also nice."

The little emperor was born exquisite everywhere, even if he was treated so badly, he was very attractive.

Slender waist, long legs, fat buttocks, shoulders narrower than ordinary men but not too weak, soft and round body, making people happy.

The more Qiu Zhiruo looked at it, the more obsessed he became, even he himself thought he was possessed by the little emperor, like a mad dog that couldn't eat meat for a long time.

Yu Qing was stunned for two seconds, he looked down as if he was being controlled, and at a certain moment, he realized something was wrong, and hurriedly got up to run.

But he was hugged back from behind and held in his arms. Before he could sit still, his little shoulders shrugged upwards due to the slight struggle, and he even stumbled a couple of times for no reason.

After being released, he looked stupefied by fright, and it was his silly look that was extremely attractive, Qiu Zhiruo squeezed his chin again and kissed him.

Qiu Zhiruo kissed very delicately. He slowly licked the area around his lips with his rough and powerful tongue. After he licked that piece until it became shiny, he slowly pierced into the crevice of his soft lips. Hooking, sucking hard several times, the little prince shrugged upwards, twisting his waist.

The little emperor couldn't say a word, and from time to time he let out a muffled cry that he couldn't stand after being kissed deeply, like sobbing.Drenched in sweat, a pair of exhausted pink arms rested softly on the man's shoulders.

Qiu Zhiruo was made hot all over by his yelling, his heart was itchy, he was hit, and his whole body bounced up and ran up, crying from the kissing lips.

The tongue was still sweeping his teeth and the inner wall, he whimpered and shook his head, unstoppable tears fell down, completely forgetting who said he would not cry.

The eyes became red, the mouth was also red and swollen from the kiss, and the transparent teardrops were filled with tears, but there was a strange beauty after being moisturized.

"I, I don't want to..."

"Uncle, uncle..."

"I can't kiss anymore!"

In the next second, his lips were sucked again, and the base of his tongue was smacked several times. The tip of the man's tongue almost pierced his throat.

It was the soft feeling that made his eyes turn white, and the sticky and lingering loud sucking sound exploded in his ears.

"Your Majesty, you are the Son of Heaven, you cannot say no."

"Woooo..."

The little emperor's feet were kicking wildly, and his whole face was pink, as if he had drunk too much.While sucking his tongue, Qiu Zhiruo slowly put it into his small mouth.

Qiu Zhiruo called His Majesty at one time, little nephew at another time, Qingqing at another time, and baby at another time.The words are too dense, as dense as his fierce behavior.

The little emperor was dazzled by tears, his mouth was numb, and he put out his little tongue, offering to give the man whatever he wanted.

His cheeks were flushed, and his delicate toes were slowly raised, swinging in the air.