Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

? Hearing Jun Zui said so, the little emperor's face did not show a happy expression.

She hesitated for a moment, and then took the paper.

After all, he had learned the way of governing the country with Jun Zui for so long. After getting the paper, the little emperor looked at it carefully, and then he made his own decision.

She picked up the Zhubi and circled the zigzag, and when she was done, she passed the zigzag in her hand to Jun Zui.

Jun Zui took the fold and looked at it, and a pleased smile appeared on his face: "The emperor is really talented."

The little emperor in front of him also pursed his lips and smiled: "It's better to be taught by the teacher."

It's just that although she is smiling, the smile has not reached the bottom of her heart.

Jun Zui looked in his eyes and asked hesitantly: "The emperor seems to be a little unhappy?"

"No." The smile on the little emperor's face widened, as if he wanted to work hard to prove that he was not unhappy.

But the stars in her eyes were still dim, not at all like the smiling little emperor in the ordinary days.

It's just that she didn't want to say that Jun Zui couldn't force it.

The monarch and the minister spoke for a while, and the little emperor, who would not hide his emotions, finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Jun Zui, do you still teach me?"

At that time, Jun Zui said that she should teach her how to be a king. Now that she has learned almost, will Jun Zui come again?

Hearing her words, Jun Zui paused for a while before he smiled: "The emperor can already be a prince, and the minister has nothing to teach you."

The eyes of the little emperor in front of him grew dim.

Only then did Jun Zui understand. At the beginning, he said he wanted to teach her how to be a king. What she was happy about was not that she wanted to be a real emperor with power in her hands, but simply because he wanted to be her teacher. And happy.

Jun Zui didn't know for a while what kind of feelings should be in his heart.

Even though he is no longer indifferent to the person in front of him, there is no doubt that the little emperor is the son of that person.

As soon as he saw her, Jun Zui couldn't help but think of that person, remembering that she was standing next to her elder brother with a smile on her face, like the best goddess couple in the world, and no one could intervene in the feelings between the two of them.

Jun Zui is an orphan, and it was his elder brother who brought him up. This kind of brotherhood tells him how to face Jiang Youbang in front of him.

The little emperor in front of him pursed his lips after hearing what he said, and then worked hard: "But I think that to be an emperor is not only to learn how to be the emperor, but also to have some poetry and singing. Prime Minister Jun, Can you teach me poetry?"

There was hope in her eyes.

Jun Zui looked at her and shook his head slowly.

The little emperor bit his lip, Yin Hong's lips with a moist luster, opened and closed and continued to ask: "Then...what about the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? I heard that Prime Minister Jun is the most elegant man in the court, Qinqi Calligraphy and painting are omnipotent, you..."

"The emperor," Jun Zui interrupted her, lowering his eyes, not looking at her expression again.

His tone was flat: "After the emperor takes office, the minister wants to resign and return to his hometown."

Hearing his words, the little emperor immediately stretched out his hand to hold his sleeve, and his eyes fell down, pitifully: "Well, well, I don’t learn anymore. It takes a lot of energy, so there is no time to learn anything else."

Hearing her panicked voice, Jun Zui sighed long.

He mentioned the excuse again: "The emperor, the minister is really going to return to his hometown, and there are still people waiting for me in my hometown."

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