One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 208 Your Majesty is not well today (10)

  "Your Majesty, those assassins...are you really arranged?" Xiaojin poured a cup of tea for Jun Xingyi.

  Jun Xingyi leaned back in the chair, playing with a white jade porcelain bottle in his hand, “Don’t ask if you shouldn’t ask.”

"Yes."

   "You go out."

   "Your Majesty, how do you deal with the two young ladies?"

   "Find a place for them to stay." Jun Xingyi casually said: "Don't look too dead."

   "The minions understand." Your Majesty wanted them to contact the outside world. "Then Miss Qin...do you need a minion to ask someone to teach the rules?"

"No need to."

  Xiaojin exited the room, closed the door of the temple, and stood outside to guard.

  A little **** whispered gossip, "Gold-father Jin, your Majesty really let Miss Qin sleep in?"

   "You ask your majesty to go down."

   "How dare this minion."

   "Then you dare to ask me?"

   "Gold-father Jin is not a kind person, and he still has to be spoiled by your majesty?" The little **** was very good at talking, "Which of us dare to sway in front of your majesty?"

  Xiaojin: "Do you mean I am dead?"

  "……"

  The little **** felt that Grandpa Jin had been with His Majesty for a long time, and his speaking styles were almost synchronized.

  The little **** dared not ask any more, and quickly stepped aside.

  Xiaojin is the longest with Jun Xingyi, and they almost grew up together, unlike other eunuchs.

  Jun Xingyi always said to screw off Xiaojin's head, but Xiaojin's head kept on his neck.

  Instead, it was someone else, whose grave head was ten meters old.

  ...

  In the hall.

  The green smoke curls in the hollow Rui Beast incense burner, and the fragrance floats in the hall.

  Jun Xingyi opened the porcelain bottle in his hand and poured two pills out of it.

  The pill only smelled of bitterness, but Jun Xing's meaning seemed to have no taste.

  Chew the noodles without changing their color and swallow them.

  He threw the porcelain bottle on the table, got up and walked inside.

  The little girl took off the cloak, and the dark green dress wrapped the girl’s exquisite body.

  Black and smooth long hair, falling down to the waist.

  At this moment, she was standing quietly in front of the Bogu shelf, looking at the decorations on the shelf.

"Like it?"

  Lingqiong heard the sound, turned around, smiled, "Like it."

  The little girl was born white. At this time, her brows were smiling, and she looked docile and well-behaved, like a white orchid blooming quietly.

  Jun Xingyi: "I asked you to make your bed, what are you doing?"

   "It's ready." Lingqiong said cleverly: "Your Majesty didn't say, I can't walk around."

  Junxing meaning: "..."

  Normal people dare not!

   "It seems that you really have no rules."

   "Will your Majesty teach me?" Lingqiong tilted her head, "I would like to learn the rules of bed with Your Majesty."

  "……"

  Jun Xingyi's eyes closed, he stepped forward and pinched Lingqiong's chin, "You talk to anyone like that?"

  "Only to your Majesty." The little girl frowned, her voice softly soft, as if acting like a baby, or complaining, "Your Majesty, you hurt me."

   Her eyes were black as jewels, and moist mist faintly exuded at this time, as if he continued to exert force, she could cry.

  Jun Xing intentionally let go of her subconsciously, a little irritable, opened his hand, "change clothes."

"Oh."

  Lingqiong stepped forward, lowered her head and untied her belt.

  Jun Xingyi has a faint bitter taste on his body, like some kind of medicine, not bad.

   "Your Majesty, there are two more people, are you going to be lucky?" Zai Zai unexpectedly ordered three at once!

  Dad has never been so happy!

  It's really cool to be a faint king...

  I really want to be a faint king.

   Jun Xingyi sneered, "Is this jealous before entering the palace?"

  Lingqiong looked up, "Your Majesty has misunderstood."

   "Then what do you mean."

   "I will deal with them before your majesty is lucky, so your majesty are you going to be lucky with them?"

  "……"

  The girl standing in front of him has meek brows and a smile at the corners of her mouth, but what she says makes people feel creepy.

  Jun Xingyi really felt...

   "I didn't want to be lucky with them." Jun Xingyi pushed her away and took off his robe by himself, "The same with you, you will be here tonight."

  Lingqiong was shocked: "Your Majesty, don't you need me to warm the bed?"

  Jun Xingyi: "You want to be beautiful!"

  Lingqiong: "..."

  Look at it.

   said that there can be such a good thing.

There is no free lunch.

  If you want to fall, it is also a trap.

  Jun Xingyi would not allow Lingqiong to touch him, take off his clothes, wash and go to bed.

   "Put the curtain, what are you doing in a daze?"

  "……"

  You are fierce!

  Wait when Dad is rich, let you know what is the strength of a gold player!

  "Are you scolding me?"

   "Nothing."

  Jun Xingyi coldly snorted: "It's best."

  Lingqiong squeezed out a smile and lowered the curtain.

  The curtain is just a layer of tulle, which is completely visible inside. Jun Xingyi lay flat, pressing the quilt with both hands.

  Lingqiong stood outside, staring at him unscrupulously.

  Jun Xingyi closed his eyes. At this time, when he was quiet, Lingqiong realized that his face was a little pale.

  He is in bad health?

  ...

  Jun Xingyi sleeps lightly, and wakes up several times a night.

  Lingqiong couldn’t rest. He was instructed to deliver food, water, close the window, and open the window again...

  Lingqiong thinks he did it intentionally, but she has no evidence.

  It's almost dawn, and Jun Xingyi finally has no trouble.

  Lingqiong sat next to her and opened the picture book to wake up.

The   [Ying Si Feihong Tread Snow Mud] card has been turned over, Lingqiong still hasn’t understood the name and what it has to do with the content.

  Lingqiong decided not to entangle this, and began to appreciate the beauty of Zai Zai.

  The light yarn fell down to cover the dragon chair, and there was a figure in the dimness.

  The wind lifted a corner of the light veil, and it was easy to see the man on the dragon chair.

  He was lying horizontally on the dragon chair, with one leg on the armrest, one leg bent, stepping on the edge of the chair, the white snow of the dragon robe hanging down to the ground, golden and white reflected.

  The white fingers pinched the golden dragon-pattern wine glass, the wine glass was against the red lips, and his head was slightly raised. The sake rolled down the man's chin, flowing into the collar room, soaking a small piece of it.

  The man's eyes were blurred, he squinted in front of him, and the corner of his mouth was smiling.

  Alive and fragrant, but that's it.

  Lingqiong clutched her little heart, and she admired the prosperous beauty of the cub for a while.

  She looked over to the bed, even though she was asleep, Jun Xingyi's face was inexplicably fierce.

Hey.

  Reality and ideals.

  ...

  Xiaojin didn't dare to go in casually, waiting outside.

   Seeing that the morning time was about to pass, and there was still no movement inside, Xiao Jin was a little uneasy standing.

   Finally, Xiaojin opened the door carefully, and took a look inside.

The door between   li was not closed. From the door, Xiaojin saw Lingqiong with her hands on her knees, lying in a chair, as if she was asleep.

  "……"

  Is there nothing wrong with this?

  Where did your majesty make trouble?

  I thought that your majesty suddenly opened up, but did he just find someone to watch him sleep?

  Xiaojin didn't understand, didn't dare to understand, and didn't dare to go in, and left silently.

  ...

  When the king got up, it was too early. He doesn't care, obviously it's not the first time to skip work.

  He stared at the bed curtain, his focused look, as if there were peerless works on it, waiting for him to crack the secret.

  It took a long time before the king turned his head and looked outside through the tulle.

  The little girl hugged her knees, nestled in the chair, sleeping soundly.

  (End of this chapter)