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Chapter 902 Abducting a Regent to Be Fengjun (13)

Chapter 902 Abducting a Regent to Be Fengjun (13)

Zifu worked in the imperial dining room for a whole day before she managed to make six desserts, all of which He Lanting liked.

When Zifu took out the chopsticks and handed them to him, her eyes were clear, and her deep pupils were reflected brightly by the moonlight, as if the most dazzling light was concentrated in her pupils.

He Lanting's hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but pause, the eyes of the slender fox dimmed, and under the fiery red candlelight of the lantern, the bitter chill flickered on and off.

Holding back his trembling fingers, He Lanting expressionlessly picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite.

Very sweet.

It can even be said to be cloyingly sweet.

After He Lanting swallowed it, he took another bite.

When he looked up at Zifu, there was deep inquiry in his pupils.

Everyone in Helan Manor knew that he liked sweets, but they didn't know that the sweeter the sweeter the more he liked it.

Maybe it was too bitter in the past, so I was particularly addicted to sweets.

But he never told anyone about it, not even on the outside.

How did the little emperor know about it?

Seeing He Lanting put down his chopsticks, Zifu immediately urged him to try other ones.

Perhaps it just suited his appetite, He Lanting didn't refuse, and tasted one of each dessert in a leisurely manner.

He Lanting is the kind of person who won't be gluttonous no matter how much he likes, and he doesn't want to expose his true preferences, so he stopped chopsticks naturally.

Seeing that He Lanting had tasted every piece, Zifu was happy now, clapped her hands together, tilted her head and squinted her eyes and smiled at him, "How is it, how is it, isn't it very sweet?"

"Well, Your Majesty's pastries are very sweet."

Although He Lanting's voice was weak, Zifu responded with a smile all over her face, and immediately put her folded hands on her chin, "Today's He Lanting's birthday is sweet, so every day in the future , He Lanting will find it sweet!"

The girl's childish words echoed in his ears, making He Lanting smile.

sweet?

The little emperor was really naive and childish.

After saying the words of blessing, Zifu immediately pushed the long gift box on the table and urged him, "Open it quickly, open it quickly."

He Lanting opened it pretending not to know what it was, and took out the scroll inside.

Under Zifu's expectant eyes, she pulled the scroll away.

The three big black characters of Helan Pavilion are reflected brightly on the white paper, and there is a small pattern drawn with red ink pad under the characters of Pavilion.

He Lanting knew before that Zifu was going to give him such a thing, but he didn't know that there was a strange pattern under his name.

Not quite understanding, his eyes fell on the red pattern and asked: "Your Majesty, what is under this handwriting?"

"It's the heart."

Zifu stood in front of him, with crooked smiling eyes, made a heart-to-heart gesture with her hands, and put it on her left chest, "Your name is my heart. He Lanting, you are in my heart."

He Lanting: "..."

... What does this little emperor think about every day?

He Lanting wanted to answer and change the subject with ease like before, but for the first time he was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.

Seeing He Lanting's silence, Zifu knew that her rainbow fart was right.

She took a step forward, put her own heart on his hand, blinked her eyelashes, and asked him solemnly, "He Lanting, this is my heart, do you want it?"

He Lanting stood stiffly on the spot, took a step back after a while, and refused in a flat voice, "Your Majesty, don't make any more jokes."

"He Lanting, I'm serious."

Zifu stared at his eyes with a serious expression, not allowing him to flinch, "He Lanting, in front of you, I have never been your majesty. It is just a person named Zifu who likes you." woman."

He Lanting's expression remained calm, and he still refused, "Your Majesty, please be careful."

The tone was indifferent and perfunctory, calmer than last time.

Zifu didn't look like she was hit, she just grabbed the scroll in his hand, rolled it up, put it in the box, and then took his hand, "He Lanting, come with me."

The two walked out of the Prince Regent's Mansion quickly, and Zi Fu took He Lanting to run on the street at night.

Life in the capital is prosperous, even in the middle of the night, every house is still brightly lit.

In the streets and alleys, there are still hawkers yelling.

At this time, the curfew was approaching, and there were already many fewer people on the street.

Zifu ran forward along the street with He Lanting, completely ignoring her image as a queen.

He Lanting glanced at the woman who was panting deeply in front of him, and without saying anything, she was just dragged up the tower by her.

Zifu, the host, was raised and pampered since she was a child. She just eats, drinks and has fun.

Seeing Zifu bowing her head in front of her to calm her breath, He Lanting suddenly taunted, "Your Majesty's body, if you don't take good care of it, even if you take it into the harem, it may not be able to spread its wings for the royal family. "

Zifu: "...?"

When she came back to her senses, Zifu also breathed freely, and when she turned her head to look at him, her eyes were clear, and she replied unceremoniously, "Whether I can spread the word for the royal family depends on what you want, Aiqing. If you don't want to, the branches and leaves will not be scattered~"

In the last sentence, the tip of Zifu's tongue rolled up slightly, and the ending sound rose, which was a bit ambiguous.

He Lanting: "..."

...Why does this little emperor keep talking nonsense?

He's just like a stingy and stupid king!

Zifu took advantage of her, and continued to tease her, "Aiqing, do you want to do something for me and for the royal family?"

He Lanting didn't speak, just glanced at her and then looked away.

Zifu was afraid of teasing people away, so she accepted it as soon as she was good.

Then, a few steps away, Zifu raised her hand, and in front of He Lanting... began to undress.

He Lanting's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stepped forward to hold her hand, "What is Your Majesty doing?"

Zi Fu's eyes flicked over the back of his hand where the veins were bulging when he clenched her hand tightly, she blinked innocently, and her voice was a little bit coquettish, "Why are you doing it! Does Ai Qing want to do something for the royal family right now?" Ye? Then you have to find a good place, this place has wronged Aiqing too much."

Listening to that small mouth, He Lanting really wanted to strangle her to death.

What time is it, still talking nonsense!

You really are an unlearned little fool!

He Lanting simply didn't talk nonsense with her, and stretched out his hand to re-tie the belt she had untied.

When he let go, He Lanting's voice became even colder, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself! Although you are a woman, you can't easily be disheveled in front of men. This is not only impolite, but also damages your Majesty's reputation."

While he was speaking, Zifu quietly unbuttoned her belt again, and then quickly took off her coat, revealing the black fairy skirt inside.

He Lanting: "..."

"I didn't expect Aiqing to be so enthusiastic about dressing me..."

(End of this chapter)