In desperation, he reluctantly let go of her soft waist, then sat beside the bed, and said seriously: "I have delivered it to you. You have the heart to let me go. It's snowy outside, and I can easily slip when I walk, right?"

"You can fly with light skills..."

I still remember the scene of the celebration banquet that day, when he grabbed her collar and swept across the palace wall. That light skill was hard to meet in heaven and earth, how could he slip?

Why does it sound like he is selling miserable?

Di Qianao was not embarrassed when he was exposed, and suddenly his handsome face was mysterious: "Wouldn't you be afraid of sleeping alone?"

"Shh, don't mention the word "fear" at night..." Luo Changan was not afraid at first, but when he mentioned the word "fear", he became afraid of ghosts.

"Let me tell you a bedtime story." Di Qianao's thin lips pursed, without any intention of leaving.

Luo Changan looked puzzled. What was the Emperor going to do?

It's all good during the day, serious, serious, cold as ice.

It was very abnormal every day to night. What kind of virtue did she know how could she see his two extreme faces?

He was undoubtedly very busy, but whenever he was with her, she felt the illusion that he seemed very unruly.

Di Qianao continued to say seriously: "In the past, you slept under this house with a royal cemetery, but don't be afraid. When building the house, most of the corpses were removed, leaving only the skull of the old prince who had not yet been found. There is no big problem. He was a very righteous person during his lifetime, and his skull was undoubtedly very righteous."

Luo Changan immediately felt his scalp numb and his back felt a chill, just like he was sleeping in the grave, and a picture of a skull appeared in front of him.

This is probably the only time in her life that she has heard someone use justice to describe a skull. I have to say that his cultural cultivation has reached its peak.

Di Qianao continued to say warmly: "Don't go out to see any bang sounds when you hear at night, as it will disappear naturally at dawn. When the old prince was young, he just liked to practice martial arts with his head downwards."

Luo Changan pulled the quilt high so that only his big eyes were exposed outside. After listening to the horror story, he was sober.

She really thinks the Emperor is particularly annoying!!

If it weren't for the identity, she would have called him loudly, and what kind of ghost stories to the girl in the middle of the night?

It's too much.

Di Qianao sighed and seemed to have achieved the expected effect. He smiled and said, "Okay, the bedtime story is over, go to bed quickly. I'm leaving."

As he said that, he stood up and wanted to leave.

Luo Changan subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and said, "Hey, wait a moment..."

Hearing this, Di Qianao raised a curve slightly, and then pretended to be puzzled: "Is there anything to say?"

"Are you telling a bedtime story?"

"yes."

"Are you sure?"

"When I was young, my mother told me stories of the heroic sacrifices of my ancestors every night to boost my morale. Isn't this a normal bedtime story?"

"This is not normal at all. The story of Sima Guang smashing the jar is normal."

Di Qianao raised his eyebrows and said that Sima Guang smashed the jar and really told you that he was asleep. Then why should I hang it all night? "Aren't you afraid?"

"It's a cemetery and a dead skull, how can I not be afraid?" Luo Changan said helplessly and half-believingly: "Has the old prince really removed the skull?"

Di Qianao sat down slowly, slowly entered the bedding, hugged her body, and hugged her in his arms.

Luo Changan wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist the fear in his heart, so he just pushed him in his arms.

Di Qianao almost laughed. It turned out that she was so brave, which was an unexpected gain. Some people were afraid of such a fictitious thing as ghosts. He comforted him: "With me here, you don't have to be too scared. They are all old heroes and will not harm people. It seems that I can't leave for a moment, for nothing, I will just be reluctant to spend more time with you."

"..." Luo Changan was in tears. Wasn't it him who caused this ending? Why did he still struggle to get into trouble?

Luo Changan was so angry that he didn't speak, but he was so scared that he snuggled up to his shoulders with no nerve.

Suddenly, as soon as the hour arrived, Di Qianao said in a deep voice: "Luo Chang'an."

Luo Changan was confused, and suddenly he felt frightened when he was named, and his soul was half scared away, "Ah? What's wrong... Has the old royal prince started practicing martial arts..."

Di Qianao couldn't help but laughed out loud with a sneer.

Luo Changan's face turned red and he was extremely embarrassed. He really felt that his smile was too much. She was really afraid, so she would be happy for him!

“Happy birthday.”

As he said that, Di Qianao restrained his smile and then opened the net in his sleeve. Hundreds of fireflies scattered in the dark room and flew to the roof. Instantly, the room was like a dome with twinkling stars.

Luo Chang'an's heart suddenly moved. Looking at this scene, he was so moved that he couldn't speak. He couldn't help but his eyes were sluggish and his voice whimpered: "Thank you, Di Qianao..."

He actually remembered her birthday. When she entered the palace, she did fill in her birthday and horoscope.

But he actually remembered.

I sighed again that the leader’s memory is amazing. Her birth date and horoscope cannot escape his control. It is not easy to eat his imperial grain.

However, in addition to remembering relatives in memory, this birthday also includes ghost stories and fireflies.

Although he was a whim to tease a slave and gained some freshness.

However, it is an unforgettable memory of her humble slave's life. Perhaps after many years, she will still clearly remember that she had been so close to the Emperor that year and month.

"Make a wish. I will agree to all your wishes today."

Luo Changan looked at him and thought to himself that he thought that the wishes of a person like her must be small, so he said that all wishes were agreed.

Alas, in fact, her desire is very big: to be a queen.

However, she didn't have the courage to say it. She would be called a dog slave even if she said it. It was a whimsical idea.

Luo Chang'an retreated and looked for the second best, lowered his wishes and made a wish for the fireflies.

Gradually, Luo Changan also realized the reality. Being a queen is too unrealistic. He would not want a slave to be a queen with such a background. He still needs to be self-aware. She used to think that as long as she pleased him and guarded him, she could climb to a high position.

But there were countless concubines, and no one thought so. Why could she do it? She gradually gave up.

In addition, the Emperor's marriage is mostly related to interests, and she is now poor and cannot bring him political purposes except for physical pleasure. So she really has no capital to bargain.

"The slave wants to supervise the affairs of the palace pavilion."
Chapter completed!