The demon queen seduces the cold emperor

Chapter 132 Chu'er, I'll Come to the Palace to Pick You Up

"puff--"

Duan Jinchu couldn't help but spit, his brain became hot, and he completely forgot Lu Kaiming's warning, his small face was twisted into twine, his eyes were round and round, it was unbelievable, "Your Majesty, what do you say? The prince wants to become a monk and become a monk?"

"Huh? Little Chuzi, don't you know about this?" Chu Muyuan was taken aback, and immediately asked shrewdly, without scolding Duan Jinchu for being rude.

"Uh..." Duan Jinchu froze, his eyes rolled rapidly, and he thought about it back and forth. As smart as she is, it is not difficult to understand that it must be Chu Yunhe who said that, so he "coughed" twice, slowly Said: "Back to the emperor, I have heard the Eighth Prince talk about this matter, but at that time I thought that the Eighth Prince was joking with the slave, so I didn't take it seriously, I didn't expect the Eighth Prince to mention it to the emperor!"

"Oh, that's right, then you might be able to persuade him?" Chu Muyuan's expression darkened, and his tone was full of helplessness.

Duan Jinchu blinked slightly, and glanced at Lu Kaiming quietly, hoping to get some hints, but the old fox ignored her gaze, pretending that she was a passerby, and couldn't help clenching his fists in a fit of anger, how could she know that Chu Yun What is He that monstrous and black-bellied man saying this for? One thing is for sure, that girl would never want to become a monk, and thinking about how to prostitute her is almost the same, hmph!

"Little Chuzi, I'm asking you something!" Chu Muyuan became impatient, and clapped the memorial, "Crack!"

Duan Jinchu's mind was shocked, he trembled twice, and immediately replied: "I can't persuade you, the slave has no such ability!"

"Then why do I want you! You can't handle such a small matter, and I'll chop off your head!" Chu Muyuan was really angry and lost his mind. After waiting for a long time, he just waited for such a frustrated sentence, full of wrinkles His face was wrinkled with a few more wrinkles.

"What?"

Duan Jinchu knelt down with a "Boom!", and said in a hurry: "Your Majesty, the slave is really incompetent. The eighth uncle is very stubborn. He is not something ordinary people can persuade. That big Buddha can't get in even a drop of water. This servant is a little eunuch, even if you talk about it with your lips, it’s useless, your majesty is his father, if you personally persuade him, he might listen!"

"Eighth uncle?" Chu Muyuan narrowed his eyes, and raised the corners of his lips in doubt.

Duan Jinchu squinted his eyes and smiled, with a flattering expression on his face, and even more nonsense in his mouth, "Yes, yes, that man is older than the uncle, so the slave calls him the eighth master! Your majesty, please don't chop off the slave's head!" , if you keep the servant alive, the eighth uncle may just wear hair to practice, if you really kill him, I'm afraid he will become the abbot of Shaolin Temple!"

"Shaolin Temple? He's already set his sights on the temple!" Chu Muyuan was shocked, leaned forward, and waved: "Lu Kaiming, go and check quickly to see where the Shaolin Temple is. Once you find it, I will immediately seal the gate of the temple." !"

Sweating... Duan Jinchu broke into a cold sweat, does the emperor love his son?

Lu Kaiming's face was also slightly moved, and he leaned forward and said: "Your Majesty, Shaolin Temple is just a temple. There are countless temples in my Tiansu Kingdom. The Emperor sealed one. The Eighth Prince will go to other temples, that is, all the temples in Tiansu Kingdom It’s closed, and there are still temples in the other Three Kingdoms, so, forgive me for talking too much, this is a temporary solution, not the root cause, the key still depends on the Eighth Prince himself!”

"Yes, yes, you are right, but..." Chu Muyuan paused, and said with a sad face: "That child's temper... When I talk to him, I often don't know what to say, maybe we can communicate together There are too few, I don't know what he is thinking, what he likes, what he doesn't like, he is also indifferent to my father, and he doesn't care whether I treat him well or not. I gave him the garden I built when the mansion was built according to the specifications, and apart from the regular salary from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, he never asked me for any rewards. Apart from knowing that he likes more guards in the mansion, I don't know how much he spends. How, with so many guards in the mansion, can they be paid out? Hey, I don't know, there are too many..."

Duan Jinchu's heart ached when he heard that, he was so lonely, if she left again, what would happen to him?He would call her cruel, hate her for being unfeeling, and...

"Xiao Chuzi, the Eighth Prince told me that he and you can talk openly and say that you are his best friend, so tell me, what are you talking about? What does he like?" Chu Muyuan mentioned With interest, looking at Duan Jinchu's eyes, there is a faint expectation.

Duan Jinchu's eyes were hot, and his heart felt warm, "Your Majesty, the eighth uncle doesn't talk much with the servant, but the servant is full of jokes, he is always laughed out loud by teasing, I remember the first time the servant saw him... "

When leaving the Chaoyang Palace, it was already dusk again.

After standing for too long, his waist was sore and his back hurt. Duan Jinchu rubbed his shoulders, waist and legs while walking, and his shadow stretched so long behind him.

In this season, in the flower beds everywhere, although the flowers are not blooming like brocades, they are also full of flowers. Walking on the cobbled path and smelling the fragrance of flowers in the night wind, it is also very pleasant.

"Cutting a period of time flows slowly, flowing into the moonlight and rippling slightly, playing a song of Xiaohe's faint incense, the beautiful sound of the piano falls beside me, fireflies light up the stars at night, who will add a dream to me Pushing open the heart window and looking far away, whoever picks up the sadness of yesterday, I am like a fish in your lotus pond, just to wait for the bright moonlight with you, and swim through..."

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared obliquely in front of him, abruptly cutting off Duan Jinchu's wanton singing, swallowing the rest of the words, and timidly asked: "You, who are you? Where are you?" Heroes of the road, report your name!"

The man was hidden in the dark where the palace lanterns could not illuminate. Hearing the sound, the brocade robe moved, and he slowly took steps. When the handsome face of a fairy appeared clearly in the orange light, Duan Jinchu immediately stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. , words of astonishment overflowed from between the fingers, "You, why did you enter the palace again?"

"Are you on duty the next day?" Chu Yunhe approached, took Duan Jinchu's hand, and asked softly.

Duan Jinchu pursed his lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "Yes, I will be on duty every other day, and I will rest tomorrow."

"Then you and I will go out of the palace tonight, and I will send you back to the palace in the morning the day after tomorrow."

"what?"

Startled, Duan Jinchu raised his chin, met the sparkle in Chu Yunhe's dark eyes, and said in surprise: "How can this be done? What if the emperor summons me temporarily? Then I am doomed! Also, I just returned to the palace yesterday, and I will leave the palace with you tonight, so what? Didn't I agree to separate for a while?"

"Chu'er!" Chu Yunhe's voice was hoarse, the sparkle in his eyes dimmed a little, and he said in a low voice, "I really miss you and want to see you all the time, so I came to the palace to pick you up."

(End of this chapter)