The crane son''s expression of pursing his lips to read the memorial is very calm, but the ear root hidden behind his hair is slightly red and very hot.

    He put down his pen and turned to look at the girl around him, "you... Don''t look at me!"

    Looking at him like this, how could he read memorials with a calm heart.

    Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing raised his eyebrows, "why?"

    She propped up her chin, pinched a strand of broken hair on the side of Hezi''s ear with her fingertips, and gently stroked the young man''s cheek. "The emperor looks so good, but my concubines can''t see enough anyway."

    "Or... Is the emperor shy?" she asked with a sudden chuckle.

    He was angry and ashamed, frowned and said, "nonsense, how can I be shy!"

    "Since the emperor is not shy, why can''t the concubine see it?" she raised her eyebrows, smiled and joked back.

    The crane son wanted to choke on his words. He couldn''t refute it. He had to turn his head stuffy: "whatever you want!"

    With that, he picked up the pen again and began to review the memorials in his hand.

    There are several thick stacks of memorials on the desk. According to the speed that Hezi wants to use in the past, he can finish reading in an hour. But today, I read it for three hours, and there are many loopholes.

    It was dark outside. He Zi wanted to put down his pen and pinched the center of his eyebrows wearily.

    He thought of the girl sitting next to him, looked sideways, but was stunned.

    The girl next to me didn''t know when she had fallen asleep on the table. She lay her arms on the table and leaned her head against him.

    The quiet and simple sleeping face was exposed to him, and the right face was pressed below, so the mouth looked a little toot, red and red, and looked extremely attractive.

    He Zi couldn''t help thinking of the kiss that wasn''t a kiss before.

    It''s so soft, mixed with sweetness, and mellow and sweet milk.

    The crane son wanted to roll his throat knot, and his dark and strange long eyes were slightly dark. The long eyelashes drooped gently and stroked the tear nevus at the end of the eyes.

    He looked at her. In the slightly dark Qianqing palace, he half hugged the rosy clouds at dusk. In the bright and dark light, the girl''s white and tender side face became softer and softer.

    With the help of ghosts and gods, He Zi wanted to slowly stretch out his hand and gently recalled the broken hair next to the girl''s cheek.

    Slowly hooked the strand of broken hair behind the white ears.

    His eyes fell on the girl''s ears. The earlobes were small, but very round.

    Crane son wants to think that it must be very soft and comfortable.

    Suddenly, the door of Qianqing palace was knocked gently.

    Crane son wanted to recover quickly. He took back his hand in a panic. He quickly looked at the girl and found that she was still sleeping. He was relieved.

    After stabilizing his mind, he pursed his lips slightly, looked cold and calm, and said, "what''s the matter?"

    Outside the door, father-in-law Cao bent over and said respectfully, "if you go back to the emperor, it''s already late. The slave wants to ask the emperor if you need to turn on the lamp now?"

    The crane son wanted to take back his sight and said plainly, "come in."

    "Yes."

    Father Cao opened the door and walked in slowly.

    He lit the light and turned around to see Shen Wanqing sleeping on the table.

    Father Cao was stunned, some of whom couldn''t believe it.

    The empress and the emperor have been alone in the Qianqing palace for so long that the empress fell asleep next to them?!

    And

    Father Cao secretly glanced at the crane desire, and the expression on the emperor''s face could not see a trace of impatience.