He felt more or less that there were some things that he couldn't swallow, and in her eyes there were still many delicacies that could be remembered.

How funny he thought it was at the time, how much he doesn't want to think about it now.

Then, before she knew it, she had piled up all kinds of precious treasures all over her house, and all the precious ones she had taken were the most delicate and delicate.

But he still didn't dare to ask: Your Majesty, if you are given a chance to leave the palace, does Your Majesty want to leave here?

Thinking like this, Xiao Moyan's eyes were slightly cloudy, and the black color was depicted wantonly on Chu Ci's shoulder.

Sensing that Master Taifu's emotions were indeed wrong, Chu Ci stopped biting his chin to vent his anger, and his fingers grumbled at his chin.

A small face lifted up with a little effort, big watery black eyes just looked at him like this, a small face was slightly bulging, the other hand pinched the corner of his clothes, and complained in a low voice, "Taifu is unhappy, and it's not me who provoked it, what are you doing to toss me?" ”

The little guy was embarrassed to say.

Xiao Mo was all in his hands wholeheartedly, holding down the little emperor's humming and chirping movements to escape from his arms, and then continued to write when he didn't know.

Chu Ci exhaled, pulled his head, glanced at the interweaving of red gold and ink on his shoulder, sighed lightly, and let him go.

This person is suspicious and sensitive, domineering and strong, even if he promises him, he will always keep three points in his heart.

It was only a quarter of an hour or two before Taifu put away his pen, and a pair of black eyes looked at Chu Ci's shoulders so fixedly.

Chu Ci, who was already accustomed to this kind of touch and was drowsy by Taifu's long-term painting, was a little more awake, and turned his head to look at his shoulder.

I saw a vivid red gold flying dragon hovering over her white shoulders with lifelikeness, and in addition to this red gold flying dragon, there was another unnamed fierce beast that used black paint to trap the flying dragon in its arms and intertwine with each other.

The lines of the fierce beast were wanton, domineering, entangled with the red-gold dragon, and the original noble momentum was drawn by Taifu to feel a little lingering.

'Xiao Mo crazy love value +2, currently 87. ’

The corners of Chu Ci's lips couldn't help twitching, but he couldn't help but wander, thinking about whether this paint was good to clean.

And the beast lord couldn't bear it anymore, and this painting aroused the emotion in his heart, and he directly hugged the little emperor and walked towards his bedroom.

The movement was impatient, and the paint was flipped to the ground as he walked.

But he didn't care at all, and let the colorful paint stain his otherwise neat study everywhere.

In the end, he still didn't make the last step, but he took advantage of it, and coaxed the little emperor to draw up a holy decree, and married him at the age of eighteen.

Then the next day, he was impatient to announce to the world.

Seeing that Master Taifu had finally returned to normal, Chu Ci was also relieved.

It wasn't until three months later that the neighbors of the Fengxiao Empire frequently caused trouble, repeatedly challenging the bottom line of the Fengxiao Empire, and deliberately provoked war.

Taifu was originally both civil and military, and before becoming the prince Taifu, he was a military general in the army, and he also had great prestige in the army, and then this was through a certain general who came into contact with the capital, and stood in his current position step by step.