"Zhao Rende, you really don't cry until you see the coffin!"

Luo Qingci said with disgust: "The princess had to take out the evidence so that everyone could see clearly."

"Your Majesty! Nine thousand years old, please pass on the blessings and keep the maid Xiaoqi!"

The little emperor subconsciously looked at his Wang Shumo Jiuqin.

But I saw Uncle Wang, who had been living in the underworld all year round and was full of cold murderous intentions, now he was holding his chin with his hands, and his whole body was filled with a warm feeling like spring?

Especially those eyes, they stared at Luo Qingci below without interruption, as if layers of waves were rippling?

The little emperor couldn't help but think of the male cat he raised a few days ago. When the male cat Fachun saw Concubine Zhao's female cat, he looked like this...

"Cough cough!" The little emperor had no choice but to cough twice, trying to attract Mo Jiuqin's attention.

But Mo Jiuqin flipped his hands and stuffed a piece of snack on the table into his mouth without any mistakes.

He also gently touched his head.

——If Uncle Wang of the Evil Ghost could comfort him like this before, he would have cried.

After all, since his character has been constantly and his mother in the harem, she wanted Uncle Wang to be a male lover. After being strangled to death by Uncle Wang, although Uncle Wang still spoiled him like before, he would teach him how to be a good emperor and would also reward him with fresh things when he did a good job.

But in the end, he added a layer of the sin of his mother to him, never touched his head, hugged him, and never hit his butt bones...

Woo woo woo woo woo woo ~ He really wants Uncle Wang to love him again.

——But Uncle Wang really wants to fall in love with someone else? This aunt who has no blood relationship with him?

Uncle Wang touched his head to warn him to be quiet?

Don't bother him to the emperor's aunt. Spring?

"Uncle Wang! Uncle Wang! Nine Thousand Years Old!"

After all, the little emperor was still a childish character. Seeing that Mo Jiuqin ignored him, he deliberately increased his tone.

Mo Jiuqin then looked at him coldly with dissatisfaction: "What's wrong with the emperor? Hum?"

"What was Uncle Wang thinking just now? Why did you never hear me calling you?" The little emperor was a little depressed.

"I was thinking about what name the child in the belly of the Qianlong Princess should be named~" Mo Jiuqin said, but stopped: "Don't ask about adults or children!"

"What's more, you are the emperor, you have to set an example!"

"Come on! Press the seal that Uncle Wang wants first!" He came out the blank imperial edict again.

Little Emperor: "..."

"I asked Uncle Wang that Princess Fushun had just asked Uncle Wang for marriage. Is Uncle Wang's name written on this imperial edict?"

"Of course I have to write her name," Mo Jiuqin's eyes were full of excitement: "She is very fun. If you don't marry her, you'll have fun. Uncle Wang always feels that he will lose."

"Let's do this, the emperor presses the seal first, and then Uncle Wang allows you to play with Uncle Wang with how to play with her?"

"The East Prison is not good. She has been to the East Prison yesterday. She is like going back to her own home. She doesn't feel scared at all."

"Or, your lord, please give Uncle Wang some money. Uncle Wang will build ten or eight prisons in Qiansui Mansion, and play with the princess every day in a different way?"

Speaking of this, Mo Jiuqin seemed to have found something that he was particularly interested in, and his whole body became extremely active from his previous lazy state: "It's not time for war yet, the wastes from the Ministry of Works will not work after eating imperial grain, so let them build these prisons for me first?"

"Oh, I have to find some special materials to build."

"Your Majesty, you don't know that Princess Fushun is so interesting. She still has many hidden abilities. If she doesn't keep it firm, she might turn into two wings and fly away at any time!"
Chapter completed!