Wei Chen is happy

Chapter 77
Jing Heng deeply suppressed the inexplicable emotion in his chest.

That's right, it's the beginning of the new year, at the beginning of the new year, when the restoration of the dynasty opens, he must concentrate on correcting the memorial!He said so to himself!
"Your Majesty, isn't Chenyan's ink much easier to write?" Yun Rong saw that Jing Heng was almost writing vigorously, and felt good about herself.

Jing Heng smiled wryly, shook his head, and gave a helpless "hmm",
Can you live in peace!He silently said,

"Hee hee!" Yun Rong smiled and studied happily, her little head swayed from side to side, and she kept thinking about the Lantern Festival night, when she gave Jingheng lanterns, the happier she was, the happier she was, and she forgot about it What are you doing now.

When Jing Heng flicked his sleeves and picked up the brush to dip in the ink, there was a splash, and the ink splashed out at the corner, splashing Jing Heng's sleeve!
Yun Rong's smile froze on his face for a moment, and he stared at Jing Heng's Yuebai Brocade Sleeves dumbfounded!He saw that the black ink was embroidering a black plum on his sleeve.

Yunrong showed a bleak smile that was uglier than crying: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Wei... Weichen didn't do it on purpose..." Yunrong's little mouth was twitching.

The corner of Jing Heng's mouth twitched, and he withdrew his hand awkwardly.

However, halfway through receiving the hand, a tender white jade arm stretched out, and then grabbed his wrist,

"Your Majesty, my humble minister... wipe it clean!" Yun Rong knelt down close to him, then supported his wrist with one hand, and wiped the ink-stained sleeve on her body with the other hand!
Yun Rong tugged his sleeve on her chest, and wiped it left and right!

The small body is surrounded by a kind of heroic emotion!
Looking at her like this, Jing Heng not only twitched the corners of his mouth, but even his entire handsome face couldn't help twitching a few times!
More importantly, her small body was dangling almost in front of his chest, and he could smell the fragrance of her body again. Jing Heng looked up at the roof of the imperial study, and took a breath of air-conditioning hard.

Why did I promote her to be the Imperial Guard!What was going on in my mind at that time!
At least so far, I haven't seen her do anything good, but every bad thing has her share!Jing Heng was very regretful,

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll just change one!" Jing Heng said impatiently with a cold expression,
Yun Rong raised her head and nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, I'm going to call Chunni!" Saying that, she quickly got up and ran out happily.

After a while, Chunni, who heard the news, covered her mouth and smiled, then took the clothes to the Imperial Study Room, and helped him change them in person.

Yun Rong has been waiting at the door of the imperial study room, and after a while, she saw Chun Ni coming out holding the dirty dress, Chun Ni smiled at her and said with a smile: "Your Majesty loves to wear this dress the most." The clothes are worn out, but ink was splashed on them, so I can’t wear them anymore.”

"Ah...this..." Yun Rong flipped through the clothes in Chunni's hand, feeling a bit at a loss!

"Hehe," Chunni couldn't help laughing again, "Okay, don't worry, I think His Majesty looks okay, not angry!" Chunni was relieved when she saw that she was anxious.

Yun Rong's small face was wrinkled, and she hurriedly said: "You put your majesty's clothes in my room first, and I will go to your majesty!" Then she lifted her foot into the imperial study.

Yunrong crossed the screen and saw that he was seriously correcting the memorial, so he knelt down and sat beside the imperial case lightly, with a blushing face and pouty lips, wanting to speak but afraid of disturbing him, so he could only blink eyes looking at him.

When Jing Heng raised his hand to dip the ink, he suddenly found that the troublesome torturer was looking at him cutely.

Jing Heng immediately frowned.

Why is she still here?
"Yun Rong, you... are on an errand, and you don't have to be an errand in the Imperial Study Room, you can actually go outside!" Jing Heng said pointingly,
"Then how can I do it? I am the imperial bodyguard, so I should naturally be in front of His Majesty!" Yun Rong said seriously,
Yun Rong's reason was so simple and unpretentious, he couldn't refute it,
He already deeply hated the term "imperial bodyguard"!

Seeing that he was upset, Yun Rong's face turned embarrassing, thinking that he was angry about the clothes, so she explained: "Your Majesty, I made a mistake. I stained Your Majesty's clothes. I would like to pay for one of them." ?”

"Compensation?" Jing Heng was stunned. He is a majestic emperor, the lord of a country, would he care about a piece of clothing?Make people pay?
Why is it always so difficult to communicate with this little guy?Why is she always acting like a naughty child.

Jing Heng sighed, regretting that he had promised her that she would have to enter the imperial study every now and then. He waved his hand and said perfunctorily, "No need, Chunni will prepare it!"

"Useful!" Yun Rong replied very seriously: "Your Majesty, I have opened a Yunjin workshop, and the clothes I made are extremely fine and luxurious, which are suitable for your majesty's status, and I... want to present one to your majesty too! "Yun Rong blinked her bright eyes, and looked at him pleadingly.

"Yunjinfang?" Jing Heng put down his pen and pondered, "Is it the Yunjinfang that Jing Yao said?"

"Exactly, exactly!" Yun Rong nodded vigorously.

Seeing Yun Rong's enthusiasm, Jing Heng couldn't resist her kindness, so he smiled and said, "Okay, just do it!"

"Okay! Hehe, then, Your Majesty, stand up and let the minister measure your size!" Yun Rong immediately jumped up, bent over and smiled,
Jing Heng paused, and naturally he didn't realize that he needed to measure the size. Just as he thought it was troublesome and wanted to refuse, the lively little figure had found the cloth ruler on the storage shelf beside him, and then stretched out the cloth ruler bouncingly. Standing in front of him, there was still a pure smile on his face.

Jing Heng stared at her for a while with a complicated expression, thinking about the result of beating her and scolding her several times in the past, he was finally helpless, Shi Shiran stood up, and then imitated her and stretched out his arms, his eyes were the same. Tsukuru looked at her indifferently,
Yun Rong doesn't care if he likes it or not, she just started to measure him.
Yun Rong held the ruler and was almost close to his body, moving forwards and backwards, left and right, up and down, muttering incessantly in her small mouth, Jing Heng could only feel the sound of her breathing lingering around her neck, What the ear curtains can hear are her raving baby voices.

There was a tingling in my heart, and my body was tense...uncomfortable!
"Are you alright?" Jing Heng gritted his teeth and said hoarsely after being tossed by her for a while.

"Immediately, immediately, measure my waist again!" Yun Rong suddenly rushed over from his armpit, tilted her head up and replied with a smile.

Jing Heng closed his eyes, took a breath, raised his eyebrows, and looked straight ahead without squinting, thinking to himself: Don't care about her today!

Yun Rong stood in front of him, and the moment she looked up, what she saw was his handsome and flawless face, her heart suddenly beat violently.

Standing so close to him for the first time, yes, how many times have you thought about such a scene?

How many times have you listened to the stories between him and your sister, and felt that you are very close to him, yet far away? How many times have you dreamed that you are close to him?

However, at this moment, she was standing in front of him, very close, so close that he could hear his breathing, and so close that she could hug him with a piece of cloth ruler!

(End of this chapter)