: Have your own idea

The emperor lay on his back on the dragon chaise, feeling very depressed in the study room, as if an invisible hand was constantly tightening beside him.

The matter of the prince has not been decided yet, and there are already complaints in the court. I originally thought that Qi Tianyou was a good child, but who would have thought that it was the most ridiculous thing now!

The emperor felt a split headache, and this bad thing was almost thrusting his mind out.

He stood up from the chair and shouted: "Come here!"

Yuan Zhong, who had been waiting outside the door, heard the sound and pushed the door open and came in. He ran to the emperor and bent down and waited for the emperor to give orders, "Your Majesty!"

"Set up and go to Guiren Hui's place!"

After saying that, the emperor shook his sleeves and walked out. The palace maid hurriedly rushed to the front with the palace lanterns and headed to Hui Guiren's palace.

The emperor was very fast, and he had no time to look at the flowers and plants on both sides along the way, and he was all intent to rush to the other end.

After finally walking outside Hui Guiren's bedroom, the panting emperor stopped, adjusted his breathing back and forth, and wiped away the sweat from his forehead.

It was not until the abnormality was seen at all that the emperor stepped into the palace of Concubine Hui as if he was strolling in the courtyard.

Because of the palace maids' reports, Concubine Hui quickly came out.

Today, Concubine Hui is wearing a blue gauze dress. Maybe she has just finished her bathing. At this time, Concubine Hui is a little makeup and looks particularly beautiful. The hem of the skirt swings back and forth with Concubine Hui's slender legs, as if swaying on the emperor's heart.

The emperor hugged Guiren Hui in front of him and walked into the room. The palace maids and eunuchs were all left outside.

Guiren Hui was dragged down on the bed, but the emperor just rested his head on Guiren Hui's legs and there was no movement.

Only then did Concubine Hui realize that today's emperor seemed a little different, and she was in a bad mood.

She reached out and gently covered the emperor's forehead, pressed it rhythmically for a few times, then moved to her temple and pressed it lightly for a few times. The emperor, who originally felt that his brain was about to explode, felt much more comfortable with Guiren Hui's massage.

"Your massage skills are really good. When I went to the study, I just felt that this end was about to explode. Without a stick of incense at your place, the fatigue disappeared."

The emperor slowly opened his eyes and sighed, Guiren Hui chuckled and continued to massage the emperor to relieve his fatigue.

After a long time, the emperor grabbed the soft and soft slutty on his forehead and sighed, "Qingying, I can only truly relax when I get to you. I have been really tired these days. No matter whether it is the affairs of the government or my son, I have no one to worry about it."

Concubine Hui held the emperor's hand and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty takes care of the dragon's body, and your body is the most important."

The emperor felt warm in his heart by the words of Concubine Hui. He got up from her lap and sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Concubine Hui. He felt that Qingying might have any different opinions.

"Qingying, I want to hear your opinion. Who do you think is better to be the prince?"

When the emperor asked, his eyes fell on Concubine Hui's face, but Concubine Hui's expression did not move at all.

She was about to lay her head and said in a humble tone: "I dare not discuss the candidate for the prince. The emperor's sons are all real dragons, so they are naturally good."
Chapter completed!