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Chapter 95 He gave me the throne (39)

The butler's face was dry.

"Isn't this all for you and Your Majesty?"

"You and the Empress are the first pair of queens in history. Those who were well-behaved in the past can't cash out here."

"After all, Your Majesty is the Empress, so you can't let Your Majesty do these things, right?"

"Don't worry, these are all learned from the nanny who I used to serve the Queen, including the same thing when you get married."

The butler said, patted Shi Jian's hand and said earnestly: "Prince, I depend on you for the rest of my life."

………

The book was eventually stuffed into the mouth of the clothes by time paper.

Huayan still didn't get up.

Although she felt she was fine.

But Shizhao doesn't believe it.

He forced himself to carry official duties to the bedroom, looking at Hua Yan while correcting.

It seemed like I was back two years ago when she was sick.

But at that time, he sat outside the hall to supervise her who was sick.

And now, I am sitting in the hall to watch her rest.

He criticized the memorials, she looked at him, and he looked at him, and he looked at him, too.

Time is peaceful for a while.

Two days later.

Huayan and Shijian came together again.

Once you grow old and again.

This time the movement in the room started from darkness and stopped until gradually dawn.

Clean up the flowery face.

Shi Jian did not continue to lie down.

I told the butler a few words to say that I won’t go to court tomorrow.

Make a corner alone.

There, he has stored those small books there.

Although this book is a bit hot.

However, Shi Jian felt that if he could make Huayan less uncomfortable after watching it, it would be acceptable for him to take a look at it briefly.

After opening the notebook, I looked at two pages and my face was already hot and smoked.

How can the paintings written here be so explicit?

Throw the book aside.

Finally, I picked it up and Ninja looked at it.

Later, I received another message from the time note and a bucket of cold water came over.

It took Shi Jian to go back to bed for a long time.

Even after soaking in cold water for so long, there was no trace of coldness on his body.

Shortly after he got into bed, Hua Yan consciously rolled into his arms.

Holding people, hugging them to sleep with happiness in the corners of their eyes.

When Hua Yan woke up, it was already midnight.

He hurriedly used his divine power to recover himself, and then got up.

Shi Jian came in with the porridge, but was stunned when he saw her like this.

Put down the porridge and tidy up her clothes: "Why are you so anxious?"

Hua Yan naturally spread her arms.

He said a little petitely: "Isn't it all your fault? I won't call me when I get up. Now I've missed the court time again. Those old men don't know what to say to me again."

Shi Jian smiled and hugged her.

"Don't worry, I'll let the housekeeper go down and notify me. The king will not pay early today."

Hua Yan clenched her fist and knocked her on his chest.

"You really plan."

"So Your Majesty is willing to live in my beautiful house. Will the king not be on duty early from now on?"

"Get out, I want to be the empress of the ages, don't think about fooling me."

Seeing Hua Yan say this, Shi Jian had to give up.

Actually, he really wanted to try the things in that book.

Thinking of it, the warmth on my face rose again.

"Well, just listen to you." Shi Jian said.

The lost tone almost made Hua Yan regret and agree.

It’s absurd and awesome, it’s absurd and awesome every day.

With this beginning, the morning court afterwards also became sometimes unchanged.

The ministers who had been urging Hua Yan to have a child began to talk about gossip, let Hua Yan focus on the government and not lose the big picture because of the small.
Chapter completed!
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