Beloved Empress

"You, you, you don't want to face." Hurry and open the mouth to eat the vegetables on his chopsticks.

Jun Hao smiled with satisfaction.

Wen Yu can't help but blame: "Jun Hao, torture me is not very fun! I hate to die."

Jun glanced at her and took care of herself. She only gave her a cold message: "Run the dishes in the bowl."

Wen Yu's moment is like a deflated ball. It is said that her meal is really small, and it is very picky. Looking at this dish, there are many things that I don't like, and I am really distressed. However, I want to be threatened by Jun, but I dare not eat it. I can only force myself to eat. Suddenly I feel that eating is a very painful thing.

Jun Hao looked at her and saw her eating more difficult than taking medicine. I really want to ask her if she has a hatred with the food! Such a big person, how is it like a child, I really don't know how she lived so much.

"Cough--" Wen Yuxi was picked up by a green vegetable and it was very difficult.

Jun Hao immediately put down the chopsticks and helped her to put the soup in front of her: "Come on."

Wen Yuzhen immediately took the soup he had handed over, and drank it in a big mouth. After the gasping, he looked at him with a small face and looked at him: "Can I not eat it? I really can't eat it."

Jun Hao looked at her, sighed helplessly and said: "Drink another bowl of soup."

Wen Yu’s image was like a big bang, and the corner of his mouth evoked a bright smile. He immediately took a bowl of soup and drank it quickly. In fact, she likes to drink soup very much, and this soup is very suitable for her taste, so she will naturally obey.

Jun Jun saw it, shook his head and smiled faintly.

After dinner, Jun Hao got up and went to the study.

When Wen Yu saw it, he immediately got up and followed him. He said, "Jun, don't leave, I have something to tell you."

Jun Hao stopped and asked her: "What?"

Wen Yu’s lips are hooked with a sweet and charming smile: “Jun, I have been to Kyoto for a while, and I haven’t strolled down the street! I can’t go shopping on the street tomorrow!”

"No!" Junyi refused without thinking.

After Wen Yu’s listening, the heart raised his anger and asked him: “Why? I am not a prisoner, why can’t I go to the streets?”

Jun Yan white gave her a look: "Why don't you know? I want to escape the idea?"

Wen Yu slammed his face and said: "I don't have to run away. I just want to go out and go shopping. It is really boring to stay in Fuchu."

"You are a prince, you will be the mother of the world, and you will not be a woman in the world. You must learn how to be a good-natured prince. Tomorrow I will send people to teach you the etiquette and rules in the palace. Going out Don't mention it anymore, what you need to say to the palace people, they will help you." Jun Hao said plainly.

Wen Yuyu listened to the lungs and gasped: "Jun, you are deceiving too much. Why do you imprison me, I am going out, I am going out." Provocatively protesting.

Jun Hao was too lazy to care for her and left striding away.

Wen Yuzhen looked at the monarch who did not pity the cherished jade, and jumped his feet.

Her personal maid scented her, and whispered to the front and persuaded: "The maiden, you are so troubled, it will only make the prince more angry, and the woman should be gentle, so that it can cause men's pity and jade."

"Tender? Let me be gentle to Jun, oh! Impossible." Wen Yuxi felt that he could not do it, and walked angrily toward his residence.

Xianger shook her head helplessly.

Jun Hao was busy in the study room, not letting himself think about Wen Yuxi's things. Just think of the girl, let him have a headache, and only bury his head in these official documents, so that he can not think about her for the time being.

Although Wen Yujun refused Xiang's proposal on his anger, but after returning to his place of residence, he couldn't sleep in bed. He thought that he would stay in the boring house tomorrow, and he couldn't go out and breathe, so he was very depressed. If this is the case, One year's stay, she will be crazy, although she does not want to bow to Jun, but for her own freedom, she feels that she can still sacrifice a subordinate, although he agreed with him for a year, but if he finds good If you escape, you can still escape in advance, but before that, you must first look at the escape route, so you must go out tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuxi sat up and called out Xianger, let her prepare a bowl of soup, and then walked toward the study.

Jun Hao buried himself in the file.

Suddenly, the door of the study was pushed open, and Wen Yu, who was in a light green and simple palace, walked in and stepped forward to Jun's desk.

Jun Hao looked up and looked at her. It was very unexpected that she would come to her study.

Wen Yuxi put the soup in front of him and opened his mouth with the softest voice: "Prince, you are so busy every day, hard work, and the courtiers let you cook a soup for a night, drink it hot! Good health."

Jun Hao looked suspiciously at her, and asked unkindly: "You shouldn't be poisoned here!"

Wen Yuzhen really wanted to scream at him, but he tried hard to endure the anger of his heart, so he made a shy and sweet smile: "Prince, you are really joking, the courtier is really concerned about your body, you How can you say this to others? People will be angry, Prince, hurry up and drink!" Pick up the soup and put it on Jun Hao's mouth.

Jun Hao reached out and pushed away, faintly said: "I still have to say something first! I don't want to eat people short."

Wen Yu pouted, squatting down the soup, and continued to hang his lips and said: "Prince, it's really nothing but your eyes." Then with a delicate drop and a poor tone: "Prince, you too Knowing the temperament of the courtiers, likes the excitement, likes freedom, since I married the prince, I can only stay in the Prince's house. It is really boring. The prince is so busy every day, and there is no time to accompany others. People are really lonely, so When you think of walking on the street, breathable, Prince, you will promise to be a vassal, let the courtiers go to the street tomorrow!