The Male God’s Favorable Impressions Are Difficult to Farm

Chapter 111: Extra volume The Regent and the Little Emperor 2

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Ye Junge was sick, and he was so sick that he was talking nonsense. His already thin body was losing weight quickly, and he was almost skinny.

The regent looked at him like this, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

The palace servants couldn't swallow the medicine at all, the regent lost his temper, then took the medicine bowl, squeezed Ye Junge's chin and poured it down.

Ye Junge was choked by the bitter medicine juice and coughed twice, and then he couldn't stop coughing, his whole face was red from coughing, and the regent was so angry that he threw bowls and glasses again.

"A bunch of trash!" The regent's eyes were cold, "Where's the imperial doctor?!"

The imperial physician, who was hiding by the side and shrunk his presence, walked over tremblingly, and showed Ye Junge a look, his old face was wrinkled.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is really weak, you should stop torturing him..." Seeing the regent's even more ugly expression, the imperial physician swallowed the rest of his advice, "This minister prescribes supplementary medicines, three times a day, don't let it go any longer. Yes. Your majesty's foundation is too poor, even a little illness can be serious."

The regent waved his hand: "I know, Your Majesty is coughing non-stop now, what can I do?"

"This..." The imperial doctor was in a dilemma, "Your Majesty is choking, why don't you feed him some warm water, he will be fine after a while."

The regent felt that the imperial doctor was really a quack doctor, who couldn't even see the little emperor's illness, so he let him go with a cold snort, but after thinking about it, he ordered someone to pour a glass of warm water over. This time I didn't drink it rudely anymore, I took a sip by myself, lowered my head and bit his lip as I passed.

Ye Junge instinctively responded to his kiss in his sleep, was soothed by the kiss, and stopped coughing.

The regent's face suddenly turned ugly, and the little emperor didn't forget to seduce people even when he was in a coma. Who did he find to train his skills

But when Ye Junge muttered "Uncle Emperor" in a daze, the regent paused, and suddenly lost his temper. Forget it, I shouldn't be too harsh, maybe the other party only responded to him when he felt his breath

The Prince Regent began to seriously consider the possibility of Ye Junge loving him for the first time.

When you don't believe in something at all, you will find many excuses to veto it, and when you try to believe it, you will use various details to support the idea.

Ye Junge, who was pretending to be unconscious, hooked his lips, achieving his goal.

The illness this time gave Ye Junge a lot of advantage. The regent stopped doubting him from time to time, and began to try to trust him a little. However, he was not allowed to get out of bed for many days.

In fact, Ye Junge couldn't get out of bed even if he wanted to, his body was too weak.

"I'm so bored." Ye Junge pulled the regent's clothes and acted like a baby. In order to please the regent, he had basically abandoned moral integrity.

It was rare for the regent to hug him patiently and coax him: "Lie down for a few more days, does your lower body still hurt?"

Ye Junge shook his head, the regent gave him medicine every night these days, but in fact he was already on the mend.

"Since it doesn't hurt anymore." The regent smiled, Ye Junge was stunned by the momentary amorous feelings, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his lips.

The regent was very satisfied with his appearance of being bewitched by beauty, so he took his hand and kissed him lightly.

"Now that it's done, let's do it again."

Ye Junge buried her head in his arms pretending to be shy when she heard the words, raised her head and kissed his chin before his eyes darkened, and kissed him on the chin: "Uncle Huang bullied me."

Sure enough, the regent didn't think much, he raised his eyebrows: "How can I bully you?"

Ye Junge snorted, but didn't say anything.

Ye Junge has recovered from his injuries these days, but he is much better than Cheng Chong last time, so he can get out of bed at noon the next day.

He helped the little eunuch to slowly walk to the soft couch and sit down, but he still felt some pain underneath, so he simply lay down.

Moving from the bed to the soft couch, except for the change of place, the posture still remained the same. Ye Junge also felt that he was free and had nothing to do to make a fuss. However, the soft couch is facing the window and can be opened to enjoy the scenery.

After watching for a while, the regent who came back to eat closed it for him with a black face.

"Uncle Emperor." Ye Junge looked at him pitifully.

The regent lowered his body and imprisoned him on the soft couch, very, very unhappy.

"Do you know that you are not in good health and can't blow a hair dryer?"

"I..." Ye Junge was a little guilty, he simply raised his head slightly and kissed the regent's lips, and the regent did not avoid it.

The regent did not let him go: "There will be no next time."

Ye Junge was a little lonely: "I'm bored staying in the house, I want to see the scenery outside."

The regent was silent for a while: "I asked someone to change the window. The sea merchant brought back a transparent stone from the West, which can be installed on the window."

Glass

Ye Junge smiled slowly: "Uncle Huang, you are so kind to me."

The regent looked at him with mixed feelings. I put him under house arrest here, and didn't let the door out, but he said that he was good to him. Is this sarcasm? Or... the other party doesn't want so much anymore, can a little kindness make the other party grateful

Ye Junge was indeed really happy. The regent had always been suspicious of him and was considered rude to him, but now that the other party finally started to treat him slowly, he was naturally happy.

"I don't want to have porridge for dinner anymore." Ye Junge couldn't help but put his arms around the man's waist to offer advice.

"No." The regent retorted without thinking, "You are not in good health."

Ye Junge was not very happy, but seeing the regent's uncompromising appearance, he had no choice but to give up.

"Oh well… "

Ye Junge's life became better day by day. He could sit in the warm room and look out through the glass, and he could sit by the glass window from time to time to see if the Prince Regent was back. The regent also sent him some interesting gadgets to amuse him.

However, he still couldn't go out, not only because of his body, but also because of the grounding.

The morning morning is Ye Junge's only chance to go out, but Ye Junge doesn't really want to go.

After going there again, Ye Junge found that the regent's eyes on him had become dark again, so he just pretended to be sick.

"I'm not feeling well this morning." Ye Junge nestled in the regent's arms and acted like a baby.

"What's wrong?" The regent frowned, he hugged Ye Junge tightly, and was about to call for the imperial physician.

Ye Junge covered his mouth and bit his lip: "I... don't feel well down there."

The regent showed a slight smile: "I didn't do anything to you yesterday, why did you feel uncomfortable?" In the eyes of the regent, Ye Junge's behavior was equivalent to inviting love.

Due to concerns about Ye Junge's body, the regent was very restrained, and would only pull him once every three or four days, definitely not many, once a night, at most twice when he was too suffocated. Usually, if the other party has a desire, it is resolved with hands.

Ye Junge was very resistant to using his mouth, so after the regent tried it once and found that Ye Junge was choking and coughing non-stop, he never let him use his mouth again.

The regent's hand dishonestly touched Ye Junge's buttocks, and slipped quietly into the cleft of his buttocks, but Ye Junge didn't stop him, it's best to make a move, and then make him unable to go to court. But the regent didn't continue, he just touched it and restrained himself.

If you send it at this time, you will miss the early court.

Although Ye Junge was a little disappointed, he quickly adjusted his mood.

"I'm really uncomfortable." He whispered to the regent, "I want to sleep late, and I feel uncomfortable when I wake up too early. I feel so uncomfortable, uncle~"

The regent's bones were broken by his uncle's yelling, so there was nothing he could not agree to, but he didn't expect his little emperor to be lazy.

"Okay, okay, I'll just let you sleep." The regent bit his nose lightly, "From now on, you can just sleep late, and you don't have to go in the morning. Uncle Huang is here."

The regent looked gloomy, he deprived the little emperor of the chance to go to court, the little emperor will resent him, right? I said today that I would avoid being lazy, I'm afraid it was just to please him...

Unexpectedly, Ye Junge looked very happy, and even hugged the regent's neck for a while, until he saw that the gun would go off if he went on like this, so he climbed off the regent's body.

Ye Junge pursed his lips and smiled as he watched the Prince Regent put on the super high-quality prince's clothes under the eunuch's clothes.

"What are you laughing at?" The regent was in a good mood for some reason, maybe it was because he was more sure of Ye Junge's feelings for him.

Ye Junge looked at him affectionately: "You are handsome, my uncle is the most handsome."

The regent's throat moved, and he couldn't help but lowered his body and gave him a long kiss.

"You go back to sleep first, and the emperor will come down early to accompany you." It's a good way to prostitute yourself in the daytime, why didn't he want to try it before

Ye Junge understood what he meant, and blinked at him generously, then she really closed her eyes and went back to sleep, muttering to him to come back early.

A touch of sweet joy welled up in the regent's heart, he put on the crown, and left lightly, not wanting to disturb Ye Junge.

Today's morning court was still boring, no one really dared to stand up and make trouble for him, but there were a few unsightly people who insisted on asking why the little emperor didn't come, but they were blocked back by the regent saying "Your Majesty is not feeling well".

The previous Lord Wang wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to move after being stared at by the regent's cold eyes like a poisonous snake, so he had to give up.

After the court, the regent rushed back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony impatiently.

As soon as he entered the door, he wanted to go to the bedroom, but suddenly realized that he was cold, so he went to the stove to warm himself up first, then took off his outer robe and entered the inner hall.

Sure enough, Ye Junge was sleeping soundly while hugging the quilt, muttering from time to time, but couldn't make out what he was saying.

The regent took off his middle coat and only wore his inner coat, carefully opened the quilt and lay down inside.

Seeing the little emperor sleeping so soundly, he suddenly wanted to sleep with the little emperor first, and then do something interesting.

Ye Junge felt the familiar aura, couldn't help but leaned there, and was grabbed by the man and hugged him. The two cuddled tightly, looking unusually harmonious.

The regent got closer to him, and when he heard the muttering, he wanted to figure out what he was talking about. He closed his eyes and listened carefully, and vaguely recognized the word "husband".

The regent's heart moved, and he couldn't help hugging him even tighter.

Close your eyes, finally fell asleep.

Ye Junge dreamed that Ye Yiming forced him to call her husband again in a dream, Ye Junge sneered and put his knee against the weak part of the other party, and asked him who is the husband? Then he was satisfied to hear Ye Yiming obediently calling him husband. When Ye Junge was happy, he promised: "If you marry me, I will definitely not let you down as a husband."

As a result, the regent heard two words and misunderstood.

Ye Junge was still a little dazed when he woke up, and even more dazed when he saw the regent by his side. Didn't he go to court

As soon as Ye Junge moved, the regent woke up. Looking at the confused person in his arms, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him hard.

"Hmm..." Ye Junge pressed against his chest vainly, seemingly refusing, but in fact, he was trying to get him. In the end, he was kissed so hard that he was out of breath, and his pale face turned ruddy a lot.

Bewitched by the beauty, the regent declared his return to adultery during the day. It was not until Ye Junge fell asleep from exhaustion that he kissed the forehead of the man in his arms, and ordered the eunuch to bring all the memorials here. Corrected here.

The regent decided to test Ye Junge.

He was sitting on the bed, but he put his arms around Ye Junge and let him lie halfway on his body. A small table was set up in front of him, and there were imperial pens and red ink and memorials. The regent looked through it quickly, picked out a part and put it aside, and then approved the urgent and important ones first, and let people take them down, and slowly approved the rest of the less important ones.

Ye Junge fell asleep unconsciously, because he was not sleeping very comfortably because of his posture. Seeing this, the regent adjusted his posture. Seeing him stretch his brows, he felt relieved and continued to review the memorial.

This sleep missed lunch, but the little emperor has always had a small appetite, so he can't eat much for lunch, in fact, he doesn't feel hungry even if he doesn't eat. But the regent thought about it, and he still had a bowl of porridge to feed him. Ye Junge obediently drank the porridge in his sleep and never woke up.

The regent himself ate a lot of snacks and dried meat to fill his stomach. Until evening, the regent guessed that Ye Junge had almost slept, so he asked people to take the memorial to the side first, and presented the dinner.

Ye Junge was awakened by the scent. He stared sleepily at the various delicacies in front of him. He reached out to grab chopsticks, but the regent held his hand.

"Drink a bowl of bird's nest porridge, you can't eat anything else."

Ye Junge was very wronged, he came here to porridge every day, he was almost turned into water.

The regent also felt that he had been wronged, but the imperial doctor ordered him not to eat anything else, so the regent had to coax him in a low voice: "Next time, I will ask the imperial doctor if I can make you some soup. You can drink porridge first." , drink the medicine after drinking, good boy."

Ye Junge had no choice but to give up.

After dinner, Ye Junge frowned and drank the medicine, then stuck out his tongue and cried bitterly. The regent dared not let him eat candied fruit to suppress the bitterness, because the candied fruit would dilute the medicinal properties, so he could only ask someone to pour him a glass of warm water and take a few sips slowly.

Ye Junge still complained bitterly after drinking, then smiled and put his arms around the Prince Regent's neck asking for a kiss.

The regent couldn't resist him, so he pestered and kissed him for a long time.

"It's not bitter anymore." Ye Junge smiled.

The regent was helpless, because now he had a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Okay, can you be obedient now?" The regent pressed him down and let him lie down in his arms, "I'm going to continue to revise the memorial, don't make trouble."

Ye Junge looked at him obediently: "I don't make trouble."

The small table was replaced, and the memorial was put up again.

At present, only the memorial singled out by the regent is left on the table, and it contains all the things that the emperor who really cares about the imperial power can't bear. For example, the thorough investigation of the imperial examination fraud case, the memorial to the impeachment of some humerus veterans, the memorial to remove the power of a royalist minister, and so on.

The regent wanted to see, did the little emperor calm down after seeing this? Can you continue to "falsify and pretend" with him? Could it be that he couldn't help showing his hatred for him for a while

Thinking of this, the Prince Regent felt a little uncomfortable, throbbing with pain, but he couldn't do this.

If... If the little emperor behaved to his satisfaction, he could pamper him a little more.

Ye Junge glanced at the contents of the memorial and knew what the regent was thinking, so he didn't express anything.

Of course, the Prince Regent would not trust him so easily. This is normal now. The Prince Regent spoiled him too much in the past few days, which made him a little uneasy. The relationship should not develop so quickly.

Now, the Regent is finally back to normal.

But thinking about it, it shouldn't be a problem, after all, Ye Yiming's soul is still inside the Prince Regent. Although there is the effect of the soul girl's hand to cover up the twin marks, the true love of the soul is not so easy to stop. If the other party wasn't Ye Yiming, no matter how much he did, it might not be effective.

Ye Junge glanced at it disinterestedly and turned his head to play with the regent's hair. He took a lock of hair and braided it, then tied it into various knots. When he got tired of playing with it, he would undo it and start over again. He played by himself. It's a joy.

The regent put his left arm around his waist and touched it.

"What's wrong? Bored?"

Ye Junge looked up at him: "Well... It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, you are busy with your work."

The regent said nothing, and continued to read the memorial in response.

Ye Junge yawned and simply closed his eyes, intending to take a nap, but the regent didn't want to let him go just like that.

"Don't sleep." The regent's left hand slid down, squeezed the rounded one, "I agreed to watch the memorial with me."

Ye Junge looked at him aggrievedly, the tears from yawning were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, he looked very pitiful.

"But I'm a little sleepy."

"You won't be sleepy if you talk with me, dear." The regent lowered his head and touched his forehead with his lips, "help me read the memorial."

"Oh..." Incapable of resisting, Ye Junge could only watch patiently, yawned while watching, eyelids twitched, and finally fell asleep.

The regent didn't bother him this time, and didn't say anything else. He glanced at the diorama that was specially placed on the shelf. From his angle, he could just see Ye Junge's face in the mirror.

Ye Junge's reaction was always in his eyes.

The little emperor was really not interested in these memorials.

Thinking back, the little emperor didn't seem to have shown any interest in these things before, and even the confrontation with him that time seemed like a coquettish and temper tantrum. The regent knew that his current state of mind was wrong, but he couldn't help but excuse Ye Junge.

He wanted to persuade himself to believe in Ye Junge, but his suspicious nature made him want to test it from time to time. Fortunately... the little emperor saw his temptation but didn't care.

Thinking of this, the regent was taken aback.

The little emperor actually saw it...

The regent suddenly felt a little flustered, he was afraid that Ye Junge would be sad because of his temptation, and then he would close his heart and refuse to love him anymore, but he couldn't stop himself from trying.

The regent finished approving the last memorial and put down the ink brush.

He seemed to be stuck.

If the love that Ye Junge gave him was false, then what awaited him would be eternal.

The regent made up his mind to firmly grasp the imperial power.

The aloof emperor was forced to endure such humiliation. If he was given a chance to fight back, the consequences would be disastrous. Even if the regent believes in the feelings of the person in his arms, what is the feeling in front of power? The little emperor just hasn't touched the benefits of power yet, once he touches it, who can guarantee that he won't immediately give up the illusory love and choose real power

Even the regent himself valued rights more.

Ye Junge is not in a hurry, he still has a lot of time, so he can take his time.

Perhaps it was because of this temptation that the regent was very satisfied, he actually found Ye Junge an imperial chef who was good at using food therapy to regulate the body. Ye Junge finally didn't need to drink porridge anymore. Although he had replaced it with various soups, it was just water. And he can occasionally eat some medicinal food, and most importantly, he can eat vegetables.

For this reason, Ye Junge planned to reward the Prince Regent well.

He asked people to find beads and ropes with holes in them, and asked the dexterous little eunuch to teach him to tie a knot that symbolizes peace and auspiciousness. The next morning, he got up early in the morning and gave it to him before the regent went to court. tied around the waist.

"Don't take it off." Ye Junge poked his chest, thought for a while and added, "Except when taking a shower and sleeping."

The regent smiled, and held his hand and rubbed it slowly: "Okay, if I don't take it off, then you have to tie it on for me every day."

Ye Junge frowned slightly: "But I want to sleep in."

"It doesn't matter." The regent leaned over to kiss him, "It's the same if I hold your hand and tie it on."

Ye Junge glared at him, couldn't help but smiled, and tiptoed to rub his forehead with his.

"I went to sleep, you come back early." Since that time, the regent put the place where he corrected the memorials in Ye Junge's bedroom. However, Ye Junge usually reads miscellaneous books on location and customs by the side, or makes patterns with Go pieces, or plays with those small gadgets. Occasionally, when the mood arises, he will also draw a picture of him seriously correcting the memorial for the Prince Regent. If the regent kept him by his side and insisted that he read the memorial together, Ye Junge would read it carefully and forget about it after reading it.

He doesn't care about these things.

The regent was quite satisfied, so he decided to set up the meeting place for the courtiers in the study of the main hall of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and then brought Ye Junge there to discuss matters.

In front of outsiders, the two of them did not make any overly intimate gestures. However, Ye Junge was impatient with the excited eyes of some veterans looking at him, so he simply hid behind the regent, and waited to be caught by him.

"Sit here." The chair in the study is big enough for two people to sit on. The regent asked him to sit beside him. book flipping.

The regent gave him a helpless look, and simply ignored him, but looked at him from time to time to see if he was paying attention to what the courtiers said.

Ye Junge dozed off after reading it for a while. This book was very boring, and it was full of words. He didn't even want to read carefully what was said. Because the Prince Regent was by his side, Ye Junge felt extremely at ease, so he simply let himself doze off, his body swayed slightly, and finally fell into the arms of the Prince Regent.

The corners of the courtiers' mouths twitched, they began to wonder if this emperor could really accomplish anything? It is simply a fantasy for him to fight against the regent.

Ye Junge woke up again after sleeping for a while, wanting to yawn, but when he saw a group of ministers with bright faces, he obediently shut up and suppressed the yawn.

When the regent asked a question and everyone was silent, Ye Junge tugged on the regent's sleeve.

"Uncle, I want to sleep."

"Be patient a little longer." The regent coaxed him in a low voice, "Would you like some tea?" He said and brought the tea poured for him by the little eunuch on the table, and Ye Junge's cup was already cold after sitting for a long time. The regent was a little dissatisfied, and the little eunuch was too intrepid.

Ye Junge was fine, he took a sip of the tea, looked unhappy, and complained in a low voice: "I still like to drink Yunding Songwu."

Yunding pine fog is not suitable for weak people, but the regent has always prepared this tea for him. This tea is cold in nature, even if it is brewed warm, the cold air will still enter the body after drinking, so even if Ye Junge drinks warm tea, he will still feel cold in his body.

I don't know if the Prince Regent forgot about it, or deliberately pretended not to know, and never changed Ye Junge's tea.

Ye Junge took the opportunity to say this sentence this time, just to remind the regent. If the other party didn't do it on purpose, then his tea would be changed, and he wouldn't be given that kind of cold tea anymore. If he still didn't change it... Ye Junge had to think about whether it was time to take a strong medicine.

But the regent really forgot, he couldn't help but froze when he heard Ye Junge's complaint.

The courtier didn't know what he was thinking when he heard this, but on the surface he remained calm.

The little emperor didn't know, how could they not know what was going on with this tea? The regent... really ambitious.

When the courtiers were wondering whether the little emperor deliberately took the opportunity to reveal the regent's disobedience to them, the regent froze.

He actually forgot.

He actually forgot that he made the little emperor the kind of tea that hurt his body, and he was still trying to find a way to make up for the little emperor. With this tea, how can I make up for it

The regent smiled wryly in his heart, how could he forget this kind of thing!

Ye Junge looked up at his expression, but couldn't see anything, so he continued to drink tea discouraged.

But he really doesn't like to drink this tea.

He doesn't like to drink Genting Pine Mist either.

Ye Junge has a picky taste, he only likes to drink Biluochun, and he feels that the taste of other teas is not right.

It just so happened that the little eunuch came over to exchange tea and brewed another cup of Yunding Songwu for Ye Junge.

Ye Junge frowned and smiled, put down the tea, and went to get the cup of Yunding Songwu, but was stopped by the regent.

Ye Junge looked at him suspiciously, only to hear him say: "Don't drink."

"Why?"

The regent took the cup of tea and put it on the tray in the hand of the little eunuch, and waved him to hurry down.

"I forgot to tell you, the imperial doctor told you to drink ginseng tea instead, it's good for your body."

Ye Junge frowned unhappily: "Don't drink the medicine." The ginseng tea smelled like medicine.

The regent held Ye Junge's hand with the hand blocked by the table: "Hey, be honest, you won't get better if you don't drink medicine, and you can warm your body with tea. You see, you have been cold. You have to stay in the cold weather when the weather is so warm." It is comfortable in a house that burns charcoal."

"Okay..." Ye Junge compromised, and he didn't want to suffer like this forever.

Now the courtiers can't understand again, why? Didn't His Majesty intend to sue the Regent? Moreover, the regent seems to care about His Majesty very much. Could it be that he is acting on purpose

No matter what they thought, the regent didn't pay attention to them, he just told them to go back and think about a regulation, and then dismissed all the officials, and then took Ye Junge back to the warm bedroom.

"Uncle Emperor." Ye Junge lay down on the bed, "When will summer come..."

The little emperor's body is cool, only in summer he doesn't feel cold or too hot. It just so happened that the little emperor didn't need ice, and if he didn't have a cold body, summer would be hard to endure.

The regent walked over and sat down beside him: "Hurry up, are you uncomfortable?"

"No." Ye Junge put his head against his stomach, it was warm there.

The regent touched his head: "I'm going to deal with the memorial, aren't you sleepy? Sleep a little longer?"

"I'm refreshed after drinking the tea." Ye Junge had a bitter face, "Uncle Huang, can I drink something sweet, the tea is so bitter."

"I'll ask someone to get you honey water." The regent was a little distressed. His nephew was actually a healthy little bun back then, but these years, he made him look sick day and night. The night was tormented by illness.

"Uncle Emperor." Ye Junge closed his eyes and rubbed against his stomach, "You are so kind to me." So you have to continue to get better and feel guilty, otherwise wait until you recover your memory and see how I deal with you.

The regent closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no more struggle: "The emperor is naturally good to you, you are the emperor's sweetheart."

Since the little emperor is so dependent on him, he will treat him better on the premise of restricting the freedom of the other party.

Ye Junge doesn't care about the restriction of freedom. He is a housekeeper himself and doesn't want to go out at all. As long as he can walk in the yard occasionally, he is satisfied. As for this, the regent naturally satisfied him, and even accompanied him personally. Ye Junge was very satisfied with this, he felt that there was basically nothing to worry about, and this honeymoon was quite worth it.

The regent went to deal with the memorial. Ye Junge lay on the bed for a while, got up again, and went to the glass window to enjoy the scenery.

It was already the time when spring flowers were in full bloom, and the regent was afraid that he would get sick from being bored in the house every day, so he deliberately asked people to plant more exotic flowers and plants in the yard so that Ye Junge could see clearly through the glass window.

Ye Junge looked at it for a long time, then excitedly took the chess piece and started to play it. After playing it for a while, he felt dissatisfied, so he ran to sit next to the regent king, and stayed quietly without saying a word.

"What's wrong?" The regent took the honey water and handed it to him.

Ye Junge took it with both hands, took a sip, and immediately felt the sweetness in his heart.

"I want colorful chess pieces." Ye Junge leaned over and touched his lips with sweet lips, and then drew his tongue to lick the sweetness, "Isn't it sweet?"

The regent raised his eyebrows: "It's very sweet." Although he doesn't like sweets, Ye Junge does, and that's enough.

Ye Junge smiled happily, and took another two sips.

"What color pieces do you want? I'll let them do it."

"I want it in any color." Ye Junge blinked at him with big eyes, "OK?"

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with it, and the regent immediately ordered someone to do it.

Satisfied, Ye Junge finished drinking the honey water and stayed with him for a while before going to have fun by himself.

The people below worked very quickly, and within a few days, colorful chess pieces were delivered, packed in more than twenty boxes, and Ye Junge asked them to spread them out on the window sill, and then took the regent and asked them to make new ones for him. On the white jade slab, put chess pieces of various colors on it.

Ye Junge arranged different flowers according to the colors of the flowers outside. The regent came to see it once and said that it would be too wasteful to put them back after finishing the arrangement. They got transparent glue and many small white jade slabs. Ye Junge just put the chess pieces directly Just stick it on, and then finish a regent and it will be nice to have.

Ye Junge felt that it would be too wasteful to put them away and not to look at them, so he asked people to collect all the things on the antique shelf in his room, and then put these chess pieces on the grid. The regent said that it would accumulate dust, so he asked someone to press the glass to separate it.

Because the merchants of this dynasty went overseas to learn the craft of making glass, the royal family mastered this craft for the first time, so at least for now, glass is not a rare commodity with the emperor and the regent.

Ye Junge was very happy to see it. Every day, he would go to Bogujia for a couple of laps, and then go to continue his new "masterpiece".

Every day when the regent came back from court, he had to look twice in front of the Bogu shelf, so that he would feel much better when he was upset by the courtiers.