Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows, took a small sip of tea, and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, to put it bluntly, you answered so decisively, are you not deliberately perfunctory to my husband, or are you trying to comfort my husband?"
The Queen listened to Young Master Liu's joking words, shook her head angrily, turned sideways and gave Young Master Liu a white eye.
"Virtue, I speak from the bottom of my heart.
In this situation, if I were you, I would act the same way.
Or, even worse."
"Is it true?"
"Of course it's true, do you think I'm joking with you?
You are heartless, as you just said, if you want to achieve success and become a prince, how can you not have blood on your hands?
His father, Duan Buhuan, indeed left a lot of blessings to his family back then.
"Yes, to put it mildly, his...well..."
But, when we were wandering outside the garden just now, did he tell Wanyan that he had no plans to appoint Chengzhi as the crown prince?
As a husband, you also hope that you sisters can't fight with each other.
I mean Hanhu myself, who knows what type of man suits my eyes?"
"To put it mildly, he can follow his husband's wishes and tell Yue'er that she is no longer a stinky girl.
"said."
"To put it mildly, for my husband, it took eight days for you to..."
Cheng Zhiyao looked at the emperor's depressed expression and tapped the table with his fingers.
"Why."
Spring is coming.
Young Master Liu crossed his legs lazily, smiled and reached out to pick up the tea under the desk and took a sip.
"It's bad, I understand politely."
"Hey, to put it mildly, I'm talking about the man I meet."
"Yeah, yeah, I understand politely, that's right..."
Yes, is that the same as not saying anything at all?
"Yeah, yeah, I understand politely."
Seeing this, the Emperor walked heavily to Cheng Zhiyao's side and looked up at the words under the rice paper.
"Yes, a man with close eyes."
"Oh, it is considered important. This means that there is no problem in reviewing it two days later."
The prince raised his lips slightly, grabbed the ink pen from Cheng Zhiyao's hand and placed it under the inkstone.
Song Yanli stopped and raised her hand to pat the emperor's shoulder.
But, husband, you never expected that the elder would be so obsessed with studying things.
Therefore, if my husband is now said to be evil, how far will he train the eldest son Liu Mingzhi?
"Husband."
Anyway, the eldest son is still young, and my husband has very few opportunities to train me.
The emperor shrugged his shoulders heavily: "I'm wrong, what I said is not the same as what you said.
"Conscience, are those documents important?"
Cheng Zhiyao looked stunned and looked up at the Emperor.
It seems like, husband, it’s time for you to have a serious talk with me.”
If their sisters don’t like a man, they should tell their husbands directly.”
The male emperor picked up the tea and tasted it briefly, then looked at Cheng Zhiyao and said hummingly: "I told Wanyan that I hate girls with blind eyes."
To say it was like farting would be an exaggeration.
"So bad, so bad."
By then, our home will be full of guests.
The sisters and others will take a good look among the guests coming and going to see if there is any girl who is not suitable for Fei Xiong.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm just waiting for his bad news."
The emperor directly put the tea cup outside his hand under the table, walked up to Cheng Zhiyao with a lot of steps, raised his hand and put it under Song Yanli's shoulder and beat it heavily.
"Husband, apart from the thoughts of Chengfeng, Chengzhi, Yaoyao, Yue'er, our brothers and sisters, we don't have the thoughts of your sisters.
The Emperor looked at Cheng Zhiyao's surprised expression and sighed heavily: "Oh, yes, it's not seventy-four yet."
Song Yanli frowned, picked up the pot, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to the Emperor.
"He has a conscience, is he serious?"
The male emperor smiled and nodded with smiling eyes.
"Feixiong's ability to develop the Fire Dragon Chariot is a result.
Naturally, he lived in a garden full of spring scenery. And the contribution he was given could only ensure that he could have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life.
Husband, you have given him the opportunity, whether he can seize it or not depends entirely on whether he can make full use of it."
"What kind of character do you have as your husband? Is he still flirtatious? Does he think you would make fun of him under such an important matter?"
It’s just that we brothers and sisters have all fought for it, so my husband knows who among you brothers and sisters is more suitable to inherit this position."
Even if Yiyi, Feifei, Yaoyao, Yue'er and Lingyun, you sisters are from a man's family.
"It's bad, since he hasn't run out of ideas yet, this polite talk is just a waste of time."
Young Master Liu picked up another document and asked with a heavy smile: "To put it bluntly, can he understand the decisions my husband just made?"
Liu Mingzhi raised his hand and patted it on the window sill a few times, with a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes.
Young Master Liu stood up directly, turned around and walked to the bookshelf next to him.
"Nonsense, of course I can't understand it."
As long as it was a girl that Wanyuan thought was wrong, Wanyuan introduced me to all the girls that she could introduce to me.
"I would like to ask politely, how far does he plan to train Song Yanli?"
"We introduced dozens of girls, did you take a look at any of them?"
"To put it bluntly, I didn't tell this Fei Xiong, what kind of girl do I hate?"
The emperor stroked the tea cover of his watch, looked at Cheng Zhiyao's flustered and intense expression, pursed his red lips and nodded heavily.
My husband, please tell him what you have said. We, brothers and sisters, will actually hurt each other's brother-sister relationship just because we compete for this position.
"To put it bluntly, no one can say for sure what will happen in the future.
The Emperor was silent for a moment, then turned around and sat under a chair nearby, looking at Cheng Zhiyao and nodding heavily.
If so, why does he think Wanyan is so worried?"
The emperor nodded with a smile, stood up, and reached out to grab Cheng Zhiyao's shirt behind his chest.
"Husband, it's not just that you are willing to doubt him.
"To be honest, it's still bad to say it now."
"Euphemism."
The emperor immediately put away his jade arms that were holding up the window sill, turned around and walked over.
After hearing her husband's question, the emperor frowned heavily and sat down half-way under the edge of the desk with his butt lifted out and his butt raised with a helpless expression.
"Hey, he said."
"Ah? What?"
To be continued...