The reborn delicate empress just wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 12 Don't get close at will
Walking around in the imperial garden, Luo Chuchu found a pot of pink roses blooming brilliantly on the flower shelf by the wall, and his heart moved.

"Shiyue, bring me the scissors."

She was going to cut the flowers and give them to Yan Wenmao. He stayed in the room to read the memorial. He must have been dizzy from reading the memorial. He just smelled the fragrance of flowers to wake him up.

After Shiyue heard the words, she asked a little maid to pick it up. When Luo Chuchu saw her walking towards the palace, she estimated that it would take about a quarter of an hour to come back, and she didn't want to wait that long.

He stretched out his hand to grab the place where the rose had no thorns, and folded it forcefully in his direction, picking off the flower smoothly and holding it in his hand.

"Your Majesty, no! Roses have thorns, and they will hurt your hands." Shiyue said worriedly.

Luo Chuchu proudly showed her his hand, and said, "Look, as long as you avoid the thorns, you'll be fine. You don't need scissors at all."

Seeing her insistence, Shiyue stepped aside helplessly. Luo Chuchu was in a good mood, humming a song to pick flowers, and after a while, only the last one was left.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to grab the flower stem, but felt a pain in his fingertips.

There is actually a thorn behind the flower stem!

Luo Chuchu almost cried out in pain, but she didn't want Shiyue to find out, so she held it back.

Just now she said that she can pick the flowers without scissors, but now it is a slap in the face, if others find out, they will definitely laugh at her secretly in their hearts.

Moved the position of the finger, picked off the last flower, hugged the delicate and fragrant flowers in the arms, and blocked the two hands tightly.

"Okay, let's go."

Zhu Fanghua originally wanted to go back, but she didn't dare to leave if the empress didn't leave. She didn't dare to come over to say goodbye until Luo Chuchu finally finished picking the flowers.

Bringing the flowers back to Qifeng Palace, the lunch was ready to be delivered, Luo Chuchu smelled the delicious aroma, and his stomach grunted in disbelief.

Forcibly taking his eyes away from the dishes, Luo Chuchu carried the flowers to Yan Wenmao's room. He still buried his head in the table and only raised his head when he heard someone coming.

A large bouquet of pink roses tied with white satin was handed to him, and the refreshing fragrance of the flowers calmed down the irritability.

Yan Wenmao took the bouquet and accidentally touched Luo Chuchu's cold hand. She shrank back embarrassedly and put her back behind her, saying:
"When I was visiting the Imperial Garden, I saw that it bloomed very beautifully. I thought you might like it, so I picked it and gave it to you."

Luo Guo has a tradition of young men and women giving flowers to each other to express their love, and this pink rose happens to be the flower that women often use to give men.

Yan Wenmao had never received any flowers or items from a woman, let alone the pink rose that almost meant a "marriage proposal".

Did Luo Chu really not know or did it on purpose?
He looked up to see if Luo Chuchu was mocking on purpose, but he met her smiling eyes and stared at each other for two seconds. Yan Wenmao turned his head first, and unconsciously clenched the flower pole.

Uncommonly, he didn't smile with a yin and yang, but said coldly: "Next time, don't give this kind of flower to the slave, the slave can't afford it."

Luo Chuchu didn't lose her temper, she pouted aggrievedly, and said, "I worked so hard to pick it for you in the cold weather, you are so fierce even if you don't appreciate it."

"What does Your Majesty want?" Yan Wenmao asked subconsciously.

Hearing this sentence for the third time in a short period of time, Luo Chuchu wanted to sigh. Why did he ask himself what he wanted as soon as he made friends with him? He really didn't know how to evaluate it.

Even if she said it, would Yan Wenmao be willing to give it?

Luo Chuchu sat down beside him, and said calmly, "You can't go back on what I said."

Yan Wenmao raised her eyebrows, did she want him to return the power to her?

"Tell me."

"I want you to come see me every day." Luo Chuchu said seriously.

Yan Wenmao will come over to look at her these two days, but she is afraid that after she stops making trouble, Yan Wenmao will not come over very often.

If he doesn't come, she will have to go out to find him in the winter, which is cold, tired and a waste of time.

The girl's pupils were so clear that one could see through them at a glance. They were clean and pure without impurities, reflecting his figure.

As if it really mattered that he came to see her.

Yan Wenmao's heart beat uncontrollably, he didn't like the feeling of being out of control, and he didn't think he was qualified to bear this feeling.

Resisting the urge to turn his head away from looking at her, Yan Wenmao showed a mocking smile, and said: "If your majesty lacks people to make fun of, I can find some desirable young gentlemen for you. You don't have to make fun of this eunuch."

what!

Luo Chuchu was greatly disappointed by his answer, and blurted out: "I don't want other men, I want you."

If she could find someone to rub her luck with, she wouldn't have to go to Yan Wenmao's side. She felt that her skin was as thick as a city wall during the time she spent with him.

Yan Wenmao couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to get up and leave, Luo Chuchu rushed to his side quickly and hugged his left arm in his arms: "You are not allowed to go!"

"Your Majesty, don't mess around!" Yan Wenmao said with a livid face.

Luo Chuchu's soft and light body grabbed him, and Yan Wenmao knew that he could throw her on the ground with a little force, but for some reason, his feet were as immobile as nails.

There was a warm feeling on the arm, and the fever made people flustered. He had just taken the medicine. Yan Wenmao didn't want to faint again, so he closed his eyes tiredly, and said:

"How far does His Majesty want to persecute the servant?"

Hearing the helplessness in his words, a burst of grievance came to Luo Chuchu's heart, and she wanted to ask Yan Wenmao what he meant.

It's just that she doesn't want to agree to a little thing. Does he hate her that much?For him, it's easy to do, but for Luo Chuchu, it's a matter of life.There is no need to do anything extra, how can it be like forcing him to do heinous things!
"I didn't force you..." Luo Chuchu burst into tears, choked up and said, "I just want to stay with you for a while every day, not too long, just a while, why, why don't you agree..."

"Why do you have to stay with me?" Yan Wenmao was distraught by her crying, ignoring the dignity and etiquette, leaning over to Luo Chuchu, not letting go of any change in expression, trying to get out of her tear-filled eyes find out.

"I'll die if I don't see you..." Luo Chuchu bit her lips, tears dripping like broken pearls.

"I beg you, come and see me every day, okay?"

After listening to Luo Chuchu's words, Yan Wenmao was struck by lightning.what is this?Did the empress really fall in love with a "eunuch"?
Thinking about it in his heart, he found it ridiculous. This was simply the most ridiculous joke he had ever heard in his life.

Seeing that Luo Chuchu couldn't stop crying, and he seemed to keep crying if he didn't agree, Yan Wenmao had a splitting headache and said, "Okay."

Luo Chuchu's crying choked in her throat, before she could say a few more nice words in surprise, Yan Wenmao interrupted:
"Your Majesty will not get close to the servant at will in the future, and the servant agrees."

(End of this chapter)