Jiang Bozhou really didn't intend to refuse. Even if Xie Heng didn't take the initiative to invite, Jiang Bozhou originally arranged it this way, but he wanted to consider the little emperor's feelings after all, and planned to cultivate feelings first. Although Jiang Bozhou was very happy with the emperor's inexplicable reaction, he still couldn't help being angry. What had the object of his love at first sight gone through to become such a timid person now? !
There was a huge conflict between Jiang Bozhou's reason and emotion. Reason told him that the little emperor's personality would make it easier for him to implement a series of ideas last night, but emotionally it was unbearable. He subconsciously felt that the person in his arms should be high-spirited and give guidance. country.
He sneered lightly. If the little emperor was allowed to gain power, he would probably be the first person to die based on what he would do next.
"Xu Sanqing," Jiang Bozhou called out the door, "send His Majesty back."
? ! Xie Heng's eyes widened. Wouldn't his Zhouzhou go back with him? With that in mind, I asked.
"There are still some political matters that have not been resolved." Jiang Bozhou explained.
"I'll wait for you." Xie Heng said urgently as soon as Jiang Bozhou finished speaking.
Xu Sanqing looked at Jiang Bozhou in embarrassment. Although he admitted that his majesty might not be as incompetent as he appeared, he still knew who his true master was.
Seeing his anxious look, Jiang Bozhou felt inexplicably cute, "Do you really want to stay?"
"Yeah." Xie Heng nodded.
Like a rabbit. The corners of Jiang Bozhou's mouth rose up and he couldn't help but tease, "How much do you want?"
Xie Heng noticed the smile on Jiang Bozhou's lips and realized that Zhouzhou was teasing him? Zhouzhou was not like this before, this soul fragment has learned badly. However, he was still very cooperative, "I want it very much. If Zhouzhou doesn't go back with me, I won't even be in the mood to have lunch."
"Then stay." Jiang Bozhou was very talkative.
Xu Sanqing broke into a cold sweat watching the interaction between the two. He seemed to have discovered something extraordinary. After seeing Jiang Bozhou's signal, Xu Sanqing quickly walked out and closed the door, leaving an independent space for the two of them.
"Your Majesty wants to call himself me." Jiang Bozhou lectured while looking at Xie Heng who was standing far away. He had just noticed the little emperor's inappropriate address, and it was obviously fine at first.
"It all depends on Zhouzhou." Xie Heng agreed quickly, but obviously didn't take it to heart.
"Don't call me that." Jiang Bozhou's face turned dark, but his red earlobes still revealed the fact that he was shy. Zhouzhou or whatever, this is too-not serious, Jiang Bozhou glared at Xie Heng.
"Then how should I call you? Prince Ding'an? Prince Regent? That's too disrespectful." Xie Heng frowned, "I'm going to call you Zhou Zhou~" Xie Heng acted coquettishly and shamelessly, joking, If you don't act coquettishly, your partner's nickname will be gone. In the face of sweet love, shame is nothing.
Just as Jiang Bozhou was about to say his words, he was blocked by the little emperor's shameless words. So cute, Jiang Bozhou cursed in his heart, this is definitely cuter than the women in the mouths of those soldiers. What should I do if I want to hide the little emperor?
"Shut up."
"Oh." Seeing that his friend was about to become angry, Xie Heng simply pretended to be mute.
Jiang Bozhou, who felt that the world had become quiet, settled down to deal with the accumulated government affairs. A lot of things happened in Da Qi during this period, but because the two factions in the DPRK and China were fighting fiercely, not only were they left over from the turmoil in the palace, but many things that had been saved needed to be arranged one by one.
It is said that men who work hard are the most handsome. Xie Heng felt that his Zhouzhou looked better when he was working. Even the brush in his hand was so straight.
"If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs." Jiang Bozhou could feel the little emperor's gaze on him without even raising his head. He was very familiar with this kind of gaze, which was the same as when he returned from a victorious battle and held the window open every time. The eldest girl and the young daughter-in-law looked at him with exactly the same look, they were just acting like a hooligan.
Xie Heng was wronged, and Zhouzhou's temper became more and more exaggerated, but after hearing this, he could only lower his head angrily, raising his head from time to time to look at Jiang Bozhou, and then another look.
People who practice martial arts have very keen senses, so Jiang Bozhou knew all about Xie Heng's little moves. He was very helpless towards this little emperor who could not be beaten or scolded. He stopped writing as if resigned to his fate and said, "Your Majesty, come here."
"Oh." Xie Heng walked over in a hurry. How could his Zhouzhou family be willing to let him sit so far away? Humph.
The chair in the imperial study room was quite spacious. Xie Heng had already experienced this in a world where his partner was the emperor. He sat next to Jiang Bozhou and directly rested his head on his dear friend's lap, looking at Jiang Bozhou's beautiful Adam's apple. and chin, to eliminate any possibility that his lover might suspect that he wants to get involved in government affairs.
Jiang Bozhou was very satisfied with the little emperor's knowledge, but he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He asked Xie Heng to sit next to him, and after thinking about it, he let Xie Heng sit in his arms.
The smile on Xie Heng's face froze and he sat in Zhouzhou's arms. Zhouzhou used to sit in his arms. But he silently compared their figures in his mind, and consciously found a comfortable angle to lean against. Fortunately, this body is only eighteen years old, and there is still room for growth. Once he uses the power of the soul to cheat, he will definitely be taller than Zhouzhou in the future. This height difference was something he had never encountered before.
Jiang Bozhou realized that something was wrong with Xie Heng's posture after he sat down. Would the little emperor think this was an insult to him? Feeling the body temperature of the person in his arms, Jiang Bozhou paused in writing the memorial, that's all, it was already like this, but he could make amends.
"Can your Majesty know these words?" Jiang Bozhou asked softly.
"Yes, I recognize them all." Xie Heng didn't know where his lover was thinking, but still glanced at him and replied lazily. He once traveled through the ancient world, and at that time he had to put a lot of effort into recognizing traditional Chinese characters in order to learn Chinese medicine. Furthermore, the original owner also learned to read, but not very well.
Jiang Bozhou had no doubts. Although those people were irresponsible in the past, they still hired teachers for the little emperor. The fact that the little emperor revealed his identity as regent was enough to prove that he understood yesterday's imperial edict. After all, the people he sent would not tell the little emperor these things.
"I will explain it to your majesty." Jiang Bozhou did as he said. He started to explain the half-approved memorial, "This book was written by Hu Yu, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. He was newly promoted by me and he is quite capable. Yes, I killed the one in front. He was responsible for the transfer of officials. Now there are many empty positions in the court. After all, I killed many people yesterday—"
Jiang Bozhou spoke quickly and urgently, and Xie Heng finally found an opportunity to interrupt him, "Zhouzhou, I don't want to hear this." So, you don't have to be cautious to test.
Of course Xie Heng could understand Jiang Bozhou's words. This was both a test and a warning, with a hint of goodwill. His Zhouzhou was telling him that he could arrange for his people to go in. Whether he arranged it secretly or said it directly, Jiang Bozhou would not stop him. But Jiang Bozhou had the ability to kill everyone he interfered with and told him not to make any small moves.
Jiang Bozhou's hand holding the pen turned white, "Your Majesty, just listen if you don't want to." It happened that he didn't want to talk, but he only gave the little emperor this chance to participate in politics. It was the little emperor who didn't grasp it. From now on, the little emperor will live in peace and contentment. He would not treat him badly if he stayed in the palace.
The only sound left in the imperial study was the rustling of pen and paper.
Suddenly, Jiang Bozhou dropped his pen on the table. The hollow mangosteen and the table made of huanghuali wood collided together. The sound made Xie Heng, who was a little sleepy, wake up instantly.
"Zhouzhou, what's wrong?" Xie Heng asked, but his eyes turned to the memorial in Jiang Bozhou's hand. He wanted to see what could make his Zhouzhou so angry.
Xie Heng read the memorial at a glance and sighed. No wonder Zhouzhou was angry. The memorial was about enriching the emperor's harem and establishing a queen. It also listed several ladies from well-known families with both ability and political integrity as candidates for the throne.
"Have you finished reading?" Jiang Bozhou barely suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke calmly. Jiang Bozhou actually didn't know why he was angry. He had already expected such a thing, and he had planned to select more people for the little emperor so that he could leave his father and his son as soon as possible.
"After reading it," Xie Heng said with a smile on his face, "Don't be angry, Zhouzhou. If I want to marry, I will only marry Zhouzhou."
"But the emperor must leave an heir." Jiang Bozhou closed his eyes and suppressed the madness in his eyes.
Xie Heng grabbed Jiang Bozhou's hand and said with a smile, "Adopt one from the clan, or I will abdicate now."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jiang Bozhou opened his eyes and regained his clarity, but he was still moved by the proposal.
"This is not nonsense, it is spoken from the bottom of my heart." Xie Heng kissed Jiang Bozhou's fingertips, with countless tenderness in his words. It's just that the original owner's wish is a little difficult to fulfill.
A fleeting smile appeared on Jiang Bozhou's face, "Anyway, I won't let you get married."
"I have you with me anyway, right? It's just that Zhouzhou has to work harder." Xie Heng said.
Jiang Bozhou wanted to refute, but found that it was indeed the case, so he took his hand out of Xie Heng's hand, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink to start reviewing the next memorial.
Xie Heng sighed slightly, Zhou Zhou in this world couldn't help but feel a little amused.
Perhaps because of the beauty in his arms, Jiang Bozhou became much more efficient unknowingly, and he finished handling the pile of affairs on the table in a short time.
"Xu Sanqing, prepare the car." Jiang Bozhou ordered.
As a person with more minds than stars, Xu Sanqing had already arranged these little things. However, Jiang Bozhou was a little unhappy looking at the two chariots in front of him.
"I want to ride with the regent." Xie Heng kept looking at Jiang Bozhou, naturally knowing why his lover was in a bad mood.
Jiang Bozhou didn't speak, but followed Xie Heng silently. He helped Xie Heng when he got on the chariot, then quickly walked around to the side and jumped up.
Xu Sanqing was secretly frightened. Not everyone could get into this dragon chariot, and he didn't know whether the relationship between the two was really like that or whether the regent had stopped covering up his ambitions.
The two of them quickly returned to the palace, screened the palace guests and ate in the hall. Lunch is a bit meatier than breakfast, but still very light. Xie Heng noticed that Jiang Bozhou frowned several times and said, "If you have a strong taste, let them prepare something they like. You don't have to accompany me to eat these 'patient meals'."
"Are you sick?" Jiang Bozhou's frown became even tighter. He originally wanted to ask why he didn't ask the imperial doctor to take a look, but then he thought of this man's original situation, and wished he had killed the people he killed, but it was a pity that the bodies were burned, so that's fine.
Xie Heng liked the way Jiang Bozhou cared about him, but he couldn't bear Jiang Bozhou worrying about him. He explained, "No, I'm just a little weak. I can't take a lot of supplements, I can only take care of myself slowly."
"Have you seen the imperial doctor?" Jiang Bozhou's eyebrows did not relax.
"Is it possible that Zhouzhou underestimated me? I have taught myself some medical skills, and they are no worse than imperial doctors." Xie Heng was afraid that Jiang Bozhou would really treat him like a useless beauty, so he revealed a little bit about his skills, "I think Write a book about medicine to summarize what I learned."
"Oh, that's it." Jiang Bozhou tapped his hand on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Also, if Zhouzhou is willing, I can cook for Zhouzhou." Xie Heng laughed as he spoke, and his surroundings were filled with happiness. Speaking of which, these skills were all learned after coming to the small world. The human world was much more interesting than he imagined.
"No need," Jiang Bozhou refused without thinking. He looked into Xie Heng's eyes and said seriously, "If you like making up medical skills, just do it; just cook. Your Majesty, you are the emperor, you don't have to do it. These are the jobs of serving people."
Xie Heng felt that his family Zhouzhou seemed to have misunderstood something, "How can preparing meals for Zhouzhou be a job of serving others? Besides, I am very willing to serve Zhouzhou."
Jiang Bozhou's breathing was messed up. He took Xie Heng into his arms and asked, "Why is Your Majesty so kind to me?"
"Do I need a reason to be nice to you?" Xie Heng smiled, "If I have to have one reason, it would be that I love you."
"Your Majesty, we just met yesterday." Jiang Bozhou tried to make himself face this fact and to make Xie Heng sober.
"Love at first sight, never forget, fall in love again, are you satisfied with this?" Xie Heng's love talk skill automatically comes online.
Jiang Bozhou, well, Jiang Bozhou blushed after being teased successfully. He had never heard such straightforward words, especially from his sweetheart.
Xie Heng continued: "Don't Zhouzhou have a similar feeling? It's that feeling of deja vu and that we are partners."
Jiang Bozhou's throat suddenly felt a little dry, "Yes."
He looked at the little emperor and slowly pulled out a morbid smile, "Does your Majesty also feel this way? Then don't blame me." So before Xie Heng could react, someone bit his Adam's apple again.
Xie Heng just let nature take its course without any struggle. Why do Zhou Zhou in every world love to bite him——
Jiang Bozhou's bite was not very deep, leaving only a shallow mark. He put his index and middle fingers on Xie Heng's Adam's apple and laughed softly. Why is his little Majesty so lovable? Even more reluctant to let go. One's body reaction cannot be faked, especially when the Ming Gate was attacked. His Majesty didn't even freeze and was very obedient~
If Xie Heng knew that Zhou Zhou was submissive in his heart, Xie Heng could immediately act rebellious and brainwash Jiang Bo Zhou, but unfortunately Xie Heng didn't know that he was still stroking Zhou Zhou.
"So we are in love now, not unrequited love." Xie Heng played with a lock of Jiang Bozhou's hair that fell to his forehead.
Jiang Bozhou chewed on the word "love each other" and felt very beautiful.
When the two of them finished their meal and asked the palace servants to clean up the meal, Xu Sanqing found that the atmosphere between the two had undergone some subtle changes, and they seemed to have become closer.
Because he was not in good health, Xie Heng felt a little tired and was going to go back to his dormitory for a lunch break, so he asked Jiang Bozhou for his opinion.
Jiang Bozhou also wanted to rest with his sweetheart, but there were still many things that had not been dealt with, so at Xie Heng's suggestion, Jiang Bozhou had someone bring over the memorials that had not been dealt with.