Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 322
"It's not that you don't know, why let me waste this tongue." Han Zhiyu was reluctant to say it at the beginning, complaining about it, but if she didn't like the emperor, she could let her talk about it.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always seems to teach her some things in the court.

Has the rule that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics been eaten by dogs?

She just wants to be a salted fish, and doesn't want to learn these messy things.

How old she is in charge, she doesn't even want to be a nominal queen, let alone let her manage the government and the like.

Ying Yu coaxed her in a low voice: "Since you don't want to tell the widow, why don't you tell the little maid beside you if you want to know?"

When he spoke, he glanced at Lingyun, his eyes slightly squinted with a hint of threat.

Lingyun wanted to say that he didn't really want to know, but he saw the emperor looking like you wanted to know.

For the nickname, she could only nod her head expectantly: "Yes."

I'm sorry, empress, you just follow him.

As far as dogs are concerned, he is still the most dog.

Han Zhiyu, who was expressionless, quietly pinched the soft flesh around his waist.

She didn't hit hard, but the emperor pretended to be dying of pain, buried his head in her shoulder and refused to leave.

"Do you want to listen again?" Han Zhiyu wanted to lean back a little, so he followed, but couldn't push away.

In desperation, she stretched her hand into his hair, and the soft hair was as smooth as fine satin in her fingers, smooth and out of shape.

Then she moved his head away like pulling a carrot.

Ying Yu knew that she was very shy at this moment, so he didn't continue to tease her, and moved his head away: "Let's talk about it."

Han Zhiyu smiled and tapped the table three times with her right hand, looking up at him like a proud fox.

This was a signal to him that it was time to pour tea, Jing Huan was startled, he didn't expect the queen to be so bold.

Worried about angering His Majesty, she took the initiative to go over to pour tea, but was stopped by the emperor.

He just glanced at it lightly, and made the female officer lower her haughty head.

"Okay, Your Royal Highness, I'll pour tea for you." When he said this, his eyes were indescribably serious, like a knight, focused and fiery.

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and pressed a kiss on Han Zhiyu's forehead. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, their hair and clothes were entangled, as if they were born together.

The eyes of the maids were bright, wishing they could press their heads and kiss them together.

Is there anything more joyful than knocking CPs to come true, that is, being able to knock real CPs every day!

After being kissed, Han Zhiyu's brain was buzzing. Originally, she just wanted to tease him, but in the end, she was molested instead.

When she came back to her senses, the emperor was already pouring tea for him.

Although he used to be a dandy, his movements of pouring tea are like flowing water, with an indescribable beauty and a natural nobility.

Seeing her staring at him, the emperor's ears turned red when he was still active just now, so he kissed him, why is he looking at him like that.

That's right, the seemingly bold emperor is actually a bit cowardly.

Knowing his doggy character, Han Zhiyu turned her head and looked at Lingyun who was forced to become the subject of teaching: "The Qian family, who are merchants, will not be ignorant of taxes, and the Qian family, as the richest man, is naturally a big taxpayer, so Everyone understands that the imperial court will never reduce taxes solely for the sake of the Qian family. Naturally, Qian Cheng understands such a simple matter."

Lingyun gulped down his saliva, and completely lost his usual lively atmosphere, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

(End of this chapter)