Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 195 Emperor’s Favor (2)

After waking up, it was almost time for dinner.

Because thinking that His Majesty would not come over, Xiao Ji didn't plan to wait for anything, so he directly asked Xiao Li to prepare the meals.

"His Majesty is here!"

Just as Xiao Ji's fingers picked up the chopsticks to pick up a round crystal bag, the familiar voice of the maid beside His Majesty suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Xiao Ji was startled, then he quickly and elegantly put down his chopsticks, got up from the chair, flicked his wide sleeves, and calmly bowed down.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

The lowered eyes saw the black uniform embroidered with dragon pattern, with gold thread trim, low-key and luxurious, showing the royal status.

There is also a jade pendant with a dragon pattern hanging on the waist, and various details indicate the identity of the visitor.

It's not Xiao Ji's imagination.

After a few breaths, a low and gentle voice concealing coercion said lightly: "Get up."

"Yes." Xiao Ji got up obediently.

The red plum-like lips curled up in a suitable arc, and said to the visitor: "Your Majesty."

The man said calmly, "Yes."

In response, before Xiao Ji could speak again, he sat down on the chair opposite Xiao Ji.

Xiao Ji also sat down.

Although he is the emperor's husband, he doesn't like too much luxury, so he only prepares suitable meals. If he is alone, he doesn't need too many tables and chairs.

So the table and chairs in front of him were small, and the distance between the two of them was a little closer after they sat down, allowing Xiao Ji to smell the faint ambergris on that person.

That taste is very mild.

The sense of presence is extremely strong, just like the person sitting opposite.

Bright and majestic, like Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

It's just that for some reason, although she looks equally majestic today, she is a little less alienated and cold than in the past.

Xiao Li quickly and carefully prepared a set of tableware and placed it in front of His Majesty's table.

With thin callused fingers and knuckles, he picked up the chopsticks and said softly, "Let's eat."

Xiao Ji was distracted, and used another pair of chopsticks to hold a crystal bag for Yong Zhoudi who was opposite him.

What His Majesty likes to eat, he doesn't know.

But the crystal bag made by the master in his palace is really delicious, and he likes it very much.

The face of Emperor Yongzhou on the opposite side was indifferent, and he didn't express whether he liked it or not.

This made Xiao Ji slightly relieved.

Although he doesn't like His Majesty from the bottom of his heart, that kind of dislike is the dislike of love, and as a citizen of the Daxuan Dynasty, he has a heart of awe for the master of this dynasty, the Emperor Yongzhou who is truly life and death and holds great power of.

The young man's slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the person opposite noticed it. She raised her eyebrows calmly, did not speak, and continued to eat.

After the emperor and husband finished their meals, the servants of Changming Palace hurriedly packed up their things.

Wearing black clothes, Emperor Yongzhou was leaning on the reclining chair with a lazy and casual posture, flipping through the books that Xiao Ji had read in his spare time.

The action is very lazy.

Xiao Ji didn't dare to relax too much.

A companion is like a tiger. To act recklessly and presumptuously in front of an emperor who can control your life and death is courting death.

Of course, this speed should be grasped well, not too tense and cautious, after all, he is not someone else, but the emperor's husband in the face of the dynasty, and the master of the emperor in front of him.

The finger gently turned the pages of the book, Xiao Ji smiled slightly, his brows still had the breath of frost and snow, but they melted a little, and said: Your Majesty laughed, this is all I usually pass the time. "

Emperor Yongzhou said: "No problem, it's quite interesting."

Since it is to pass the time, the book in this hand is naturally not a boring book, but a folk tale.

The book in the hands of Emperor Yongzhou is a love story book, which tells the story of a man from a rich family falling in love with a poor scholar girl who has no power, no power and no money, and he wants to be with her even if he wants to die or live. After obstacles, the happy story of lovers finally getting married.

Emperor Yongzhou raised his hand and put down the script, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "There are a lot of fabrications in it."

Xiao Ji glanced at the storybook called "The Legend of a Thousand Gold Princes", and said to the emperor's deep eyes: "It is true that a lot of folk tales are fabricated, but they are also for the purpose of adding to the story, so they can be sold a few more times. Book."

He was very worried at the moment.

I'm afraid that the emperor in front of him will order the script to be banned if he is dissatisfied, then he will have nothing to pass the time.

He didn't doubt the possibility of such a thing happening at all. After all, he was an emperor, and he could change so many people and things in a single thought.

Emperor Yongzhou looked at the slightly trembling eyelashes of the person in front of him and the gaze unconsciously drifting towards the script, tapped his fingertips on the armrest of the recliner, and said indiscriminately, "Why, are you afraid that I will say something to a script? do what?"

Xiao Ji was startled, and then calmed down and said: "How could it be? Your Majesty has the world in mind, how could it be possible to embarrass the little story book?"

Although there was no fluctuation in his face, the tone of his voice was ordinary, and there was a bit of inconspicuous teasing, so Xiao Ji knew that Emperor Yongzhou was just joking with him.

It's just that the majesty of the emperor is really too strong, even ordinary jokes can make the timid people fear.

Emperor Yongzhou's eyes moved slightly, he didn't bring up the script again, but changed the topic and said: "You have been in the palace for a year now, are you still used to it?"

Xiao Ji replied calmly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, everything is fine."

He smiled lightly, making a rare joke, "No one dares to bully me."

Emperor Yongzhou's expression softened a bit, "If you are wronged, don't bear it, you are my imperial husband."

"Yes, thank you Your Majesty."

Xiao Ji saluted respectfully.

Seeing that the night was getting dark and His Majesty still had no intention of leaving, Xiao Ji couldn't help feeling a little worried.

If His Majesty had that thought, what would he do?
He has no love for His Majesty, but he does not dislike His Majesty himself. If the time comes, will he resist?
Xiao Ji smiled wryly, fearing that he would live too long.

The dignity of the Son of Heaven is inviolable.

If he really rebelled against His Majesty, then not only himself, but even the Xiao family might not be able to fall.

Xiao Ji was thinking on his own, while Emperor Yongzhou looked at his trembling eyelashes, and tapped his fingertips on the armchair again.

The sight that fell on Xiao Ji's body was as deep as an abyss, dim and unclear.

After a while, she casually withdrew her gaze, and without making Xiao Ji entangled in worry, she said lightly: "I still have government affairs to deal with, so let's go first, you can rest yourself."

The dragon-patterned clothes slipped before his eyes, Xiao Ji quickly regained his senses, with a movement of his footsteps, he and the palace servants of Changming Palace sent off the master of the dynasty respectfully.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

The palace servants knelt on the ground in an orderly manner, with their heads on the ground, respectful and careful.

And Xiao Ji also clasped his hands and bent down to salute.

Xiao Ji didn't get up until the master of this dynasty had completely left Changming Palace, "Get up, everyone."

The palace people got up one after another, Qi Qi bowed to Xiao Ji again, and then went about their own business in an orderly manner.

(End of this chapter)