In the imperial study room, the hot sunlight shone directly through the window, and two ice basins were placed in the corner. The hot sunlight was dispelled in the quiet air conditioning, leaving only a bright spot.

The emperor looked at the graceful girl in front of him, recalling the situation in which she was brought into the palace just one month old, thinking about her lying on his shoulder for seven or eight months, smiling happily, thinking about how sweet and happy she smiled at him every time she went into the palace with her mother...

Did she already covet him at that time?

"Do you know that I am as old as your father and how old I am than your mother?"

Jiahui nodded heavily, "I know, I always know."

Her mother always said that the emperor was an old bachelor and the old cabbage. Of course she knew that he was not young.

"But you look young, and you're only thirty-seven years old, not very big."

The emperor said again: "You are also coveting my beauty...beauty."

Jiahui tilted her head, "But your beauty is also part of you, and this 'good color' is also a human nature."

All the words were said to be so, and all the reserves were left behind. "Why have you not been standing up? Isn't it still a person who can be used to be nice to me? Do you like me?"

"I think I'm very suitable, I don't mind you being old."

The emperor took a deep breath and his mood suddenly became happy. This was the first time someone said, "I don't dislike him for being old."

"You want to be my queen?"

"Yes." Jiahui nodded seriously, "I think I'm very suitable."

The emperor looked at her, "Do you know that your mother has been avoiding me all the time, afraid of having anything to do with me?"

Zhuang Xile avoided him like a beast. It can be said that he would never appear in front of him unless he had no choice. Even if he appeared, he would probably silently scold him in his heart.

He understood this very clearly.

"I know."

"My mother said you were like an old fox, and I don't know when you were plotting against me, saying that you must have one more heart than ordinary people."

Jiahui smiled and went up to her, and without hesitation, she sold her mother to Chang Chenshi.

"I'm much stupider than my mother. I can't tell whether you want to plot against me, so don't plot against me~"

The emperor really didn't know what to say this time, and he didn't understand how smart Zhuang Xile could have raised such a simple little flower.

With such a stupid temperament, if she went to the complex mansion, if she had not supported her mother, she would have been cheated.

"Your Majesty, do you think I can?"

In the emperor's rich life experience, he did not get along with women. Faced with Jiahui's step-by-step questions, he really didn't know how to answer.

"I have to think about this."

I thought she would leave like this, but Jiahui smiled and her eyebrows were bent. She suddenly pulled his hand and stroked the back of his hand happily, "How long do you want?"

"Can you think about it before me and the hairpin? My mother has seen many beautiful boys. I am afraid that my mother will give her a reservation. If I marry someone, you will be so sad."

"If you make a fuss for the beauty, will I be in trouble? That's not going to be a bad thing."

"So you think about it early, okay?"

The emperor felt the touch that he had never felt before, and listened to the bold remarks in her mouth, and after a while, he said with difficulty: "I will do it as soon as possible."

Jiahui smiled, the graceful girl with picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

He just stepped down his hand and then reached out and pinched his nose, "You have to think it through earlier."

After saying that, he turned around and left happily. When he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned around and waved at him.

The sun above her head became even stronger. Jiahui was walking on the way out of the palace, smiling with curved eyelashes.

The passing prince looked at her left back, his eyes slightly condensed, and what his father said last night sounded in his mind, clenched his fists, and turned toward the imperial study room.

At the door of the Imperial Study Room, the eunuch blocked the eldest prince's way and spoke respectfully, "Your Highness, the eldest prince, the emperor is busy now. You can come back another day."

"Go and inform me."

The eunuch stood still, "The emperor told me not to disturb me, please go back."

The eldest prince was frustrated and asked coldly: "Has the Lord of Jiahui met his father just now?"

The eunuch still answered respectfully: "I don't know."

The eldest prince was angry, but he didn't dare to act rashly at the door of the imperial study room, so he could only leave angrily.

As soon as he left, the eunuch entered the door. The emperor was still looking at the back of his hand and was sneered after hearing the eunuch report, "Let Ansheng move quickly."

Ansheng was left to him by his brother, and he had to be loyal and useful. He was very relieved to leave the matter to him.

At noon, the servants from Jinyuan did not dare to step forward and rebel. The eldest girl secretly presented the palace. The wife was furious and was pulled into the house and taught a lesson as soon as she came back.

In the main house of Jinyuan, Zhuang Xile looked at Jiahui in front of her, and her heart was so upset that she beat her and scolded her. In the end, she was still the one who felt sorry for herself.

"Mom, don't be angry~"

Zhuang Xile caressed his forehead, "Jiahui, do you think your mother can't bear to punish you, so you are lawless?"

"Give you a chance to explain what happened after you entered the palace, and no word is allowed to be missed."

Jiahui carefully glanced at her mother, took two steps forward and wanted to reach out to pull her mother's sleeve. Zhuang Xile glared at her, "Stand up, be honest, and explain quickly."

Jiahui took another step forward, "I didn't want to hide it from my mother."

Then he explained everything about what happened after seeing the emperor, and it was really true.

Zhuang Xile only felt her head buzzing, blank, unable to think, and she wanted to cry without tears.

After a while, he took a breath, "Jiahui, you also said that you were so angry that you could eat too much bacon. How could you fall in love with him?"

What a grievance, I’m afraid of anything I’ve been afraid of. I haven’t thought about it for a year, so I just took that look and it was rekindled?

Jiahui honestly explained, "I don't know either. I fell in love with him when I was so young. Mom, she is not old."

"Don't you always say that your father is young?"

Jiahui stepped forward and hugged her arm, and said very bachelor: "I have expressed my feelings with the emperor and have a skin relationship with the emperor. Don't object to my mother."

Skin's dearity?

Zhuang Xile felt that he almost lost his anger, and his heart aches very much, "Jiahui, the four words "Skin Kiss" are not used like this. Mom has always thought you are very reserved?"

"Did my mother always be dizzy?"
Chapter completed!