The master went out early and came back late, and Chu Yan became increasingly unable to understand.

"If we can teach it, it is a bad thing for the people to hand it over to him." Chen Huaijin said lightly.

Chu Yan: "Why did the master choose the eleventh prince?" and cleared all obstacles for him.

He didn't believe that his master really covets the throne and treats the eleventh prince as a puppet. The master really disdains this country.

Chen Huaijin held his hands behind his back and said nothing.

If the young man had not spoken or said that, he would not have stepped into the garden, let alone made such a decision.

Perhaps this is destined in the dark.

The new emperor may have been born with a little spoiled and willfulness. He was used to being accustomed to being once or twice by the Prime Minister, and then three or four times.

It would be useless to change three Taifu.

In the end, the prime minister could only teach him personally, and he went to the study every day and left at the last three minutes.

Su Ci's study room has also improved "bit by bit".

Early October winter.

It started snowing in the Great Yan, the palace was covered with snow, and in the study room of the imperial palace.

Su Ci was wearing fur clothes. Although the room had a good charcoal fire, it was too cold this year.

The tip of the nose is a little red.

The girl has long eyelashes, and her eyebrows are as delicate as picturesque.

Unfortunately, the only person in the room who can appreciate is a blind man.

"Your Majesty, let's be here today."

Chen Huaijin turned his face and said.

He was handsome and unparalleled, always wearing white clothes, and his eyes were nowhere to be seen under the silk.

He looks gentle and gentle, and his exiled immortal is elegant.

But it also gives people an inviolable and lofty attitude.

Even the voice was a bit careless and indifferent.

"I'll take my leave first."

Su Ci said seriously: "A Jin, the snow outside is very heavy, have you heard it?"

She walked over and reached out to grab the man's sleeve.

"I am worried that the Prime Minister, my dear minister might as well live in the palace today."

The girl looked over without blinking, her eyes full of expectation.

Chen Huaijin slightly turned his ears.

The sound of snow outside was even louder than the sound of the wind.

He said indifferently: "Since Your Majesty has spoken, I will follow His Majesty's wishes today."

The palace servants were holding umbrellas.

Chen Huaijin's hand hidden under her sleeve was caught.

He paused slightly.

"His Majesty?"

Su Ci raised her little face slightly and stuffed the hand stove into the Prime Minister's hand.

Red lips slightly opened: "A Jin's hands are very cold."

Chen Huaijin handed over the hand stove: "Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this. My body is not as weak as you imagined. On the contrary, Your Majesty was infected with the cold last time, and he was sick for three days."

Su Ci remembered this.

Just pursed your lips slightly.

She didn't say anything about the medicine she had taken for a few days, but when it rained, the other party never asked her to send it to her again.

If it's following the past.

Chen Huaijin would turn around and appear next to her.

sigh.

Then send her back.

Su Ci lowered her head and held her hand over.

He tilted his head: "I will use it with A Jin."

One hand stove, two people use it.

The boy's hands are soft and tender.

Chen Huaijin thought to himself.

Your Majesty has been ascending the throne for more than half a year.

He reached over.

Thin lips slightly raised.

But it's still as high as half a year ago.

Su Ci looked up with a little confused, as if thinking of the Prime Minister's thoughts, and couldn't help but say, "I am only thirteen years old now and will still grow taller."

Chen Huaijin lowered his head: "Your Majesty is about to reach 14."

Compared to ordinary men, they are a little thin.

Too petite.
Chapter completed!