Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 692 You are the hero of the world and mine.

Chapter 692 You are the hero of the world and mine.

Shang Luocheng, Governor's Mansion.

Jun Qingchen's hand was still wrapped, because it was his right hand, so it was not very convenient for him to write and read.

But it is precisely because of his right hand that he can let Dugu Xuejiao feed him with peace of mind, what a good reason.

This morning, Li Gen came over to have a look, and felt that it was almost alright, and the cloth could be removed.

Jun Qingchen glanced at her lightly, and only said a word, are you sure?

The moment Li Gen looked at him, he felt a chill go down his back, and took a step back embarrassingly.

Immediately replied knowingly, the master still can't remove this hand, otherwise the cloth will be removed if it is not healed, I am afraid that the root cause of the disease will be left, so let's wrap it like this.

After finishing speaking, under Jun Qingchen's satisfied gaze, he trotted back out.

When Dugu Xuejiao came over, she was a little surprised to see that his hands were still wrapped.

"Didn't Li Gen say that it can be dismantled almost today? Why is it still wrapped?"

Jun Qingchen smiled, put down the scroll in his hand, and waved to her.

"She checked it again, and said it wasn't done completely, and it would be fine if it caught wind, so she asked me to raise it for a few more days."

Dugu Xuejiao walked to his side and was dragged by him, but the chair was so big, and there was no room for him to sit alone, so she could only sit on his lap reluctantly.

She looked down at the scattered memorials on the table, picked up a book and flipped through it. On it were the opinions of the court ministers to the little emperor, and beside it was Jun Qingchen's mark.

His handwriting is excellent, flamboyant and full of strength.

After reading one book, he picked up another book, and didn't take the memorial seriously at all. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably stare out their eyes.

It is obviously not the first time that Dugu Xuejiao is so familiar with the road.

Now there is no secret between the two of them, Jun Qingchen will not deliberately avoid her, she can look at it as she wants.

Dugu Xuejiao read a few books, "There are instructions for the previous ones, why haven't these few books been written?"

Jun Qingchen put his arms around her waist, lifted his injured right hand, and shook it in front of her.

The meaning is obvious, my hand is injured and I can't write.

When Dugu Xuejiao married into the palace, Jun Qingchen was busy all day without touching the ground. In order to spend more time with him, he often went to his study.

At first, he watched from the sidelines and played with himself, but later he was caught rubbing ink for him, and then he had the audacity to ask her to help answer various letters.

In order for people not to be able to tell if she was pretending to be real, Jun Qingchen taught her to practice handwriting. Over time, after several years of hard work, Dugu Xuejiao's handwriting became more and more similar to his, and it was almost possible to confuse the real ones.

It's just that she is a girl after all, her hand strength is not as strong as Jun Qingchen's, and she lacks some strength, but if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference at all.

At this time, Jun Qingchen looked at her so pitifully because he wanted her to resume her old career.

Dugu Xuejiao thought, his hand was injured in order to protect her, so she had to be forced to do business.

Jun Qingchen hugged her, resting his chin on his shoulder, he said something, and Dugu Xuejiao wrote it.

From a distance, it is a warm scene of red sleeves adding fragrance.

After all the official duties were handled, Xiaoyingwei was sent back to Liangjing quickly, and it was already evening when everything was settled.

Dugu Xuejiao felt her wrists sore, and only then did she realize that he became the regent, but it was even harder than before, and she couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

After dinner, the two sat together and chatted. Jun Qingchen held her in his arms and wrapped her in a blanket.

Dugu Xuejiao pulled his left hand, touched every finger, as if asking casually.

"Brother Qingchen, why do you want to be the regent?"

Jun Qingchen never thought that she would ask this question suddenly, his eyes dimmed a little, and he lowered his head to think.

"It's not that I want to be the regent, but I have to. I have a sworn feud with the emperor, as long as I don't die, I will definitely drag him down from the throne.

After the emperor's death, if I don't become the regent, I will definitely not survive. The queen mother and Grand Master Pang will definitely not let me go.

To them, I am a threat. Instead of being manipulated arbitrarily by them, it is better to hold the power in my own hands. It is impossible for me to let myself become a fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.

What's more, I still have you, and Xiaoyingwei, if I am killed, you will all die, and those courtiers who support me, it is estimated that none of them will be spared.

It's also like a river of blood, it's better to be the one holding the knife than to be chopped into pieces.

Furthermore, the emperor was still young, the empress dowager listened to the government behind a curtain, the civil official group was controlled by Grand Master Pang, the entire court was decayed, and the officials and officials protected each other. Such a royal family would end sooner or later.

At that time, wars will break out again, and the people will suffer. It will only be the people of the world, and they are so innocent. "

After Dugu Xuejiao heard this, her heart was surging, she sat up in front of him, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

"My elder brother Qingchen is a hero who cares about the world. When I was in the backyard, I only thought about food and clothing. I never cared about the political situation in the court, nor did I think about the people in the world. I always felt far away from myself. So I still didn't understand you at that time.

But since I walked out of the backyard and came to the Northwest to counter the rebellion, and saw so many displaced people along the way, and soldiers who threw their heads and blood in order to protect their homes and the country, I seemed to be infected too.

I seem to stand on a higher ground and no longer stick to the backyard. Because I am closer to you, I understand you better. Compared with a few years ago, I feel that I love you more now.

Brother Qingchen, you are the hero of the world, and you are also my hero. I am very happy to have a husband like you. "

Caught off guard by being confessed, Jun Qingchen's heart almost jumped out, he pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and the water in his eyes flashed.

In the days when she left, countless midnight dreams came back, and the lovesickness that suffocated him surged up like an overwhelming mountain.

Jun Qingchen never thought that there would be such a day when the true understanding and connection between each other would be so pleasant.

"Thank you, Qingqing, thank you for your understanding, thank you for your forgiveness."

The originally beautiful atmosphere suddenly became a little sad.

Dugu Xuejiao felt relieved, she didn't want each other to be immersed in past sorrows, so she immediately pushed him away, stood up suddenly, and smiled mysteriously.

"Brother Qingchen, the new year is coming, I want to give you a gift."

With a smile in Jun Qingchen's eyes, like scattered starlight, he looked at her expectantly.

"Oh, I don't know what Qingqing wants to give me?"

Dugu Xuejiao smiled slightly at him, and ran out, and after a while, came in again, holding a slightly larger brocade box in her hand.

She walked up and stuffed it into his arms, "Open it and have a look."

Jun Qingchen opened the brocade box curiously, and what came into view was a piece of red cloth, which seemed to be wrapped with something.

(End of this chapter)