Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Finally, when the pale and sickly man stood up to dress, the two of them still couldn't reach an agreement.

The person on the bed was still holding on to him.

"Seven days. Is seven days okay?"

She held on to him hard, not letting him go.

"Thirty-five days."

Yun Si: "!!!"

"Fifteen days?"

"Forty days."

Simply callous and callous.

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Yun Si retracted her hand expressionlessly.

Wrapped in quilt, huddled there, silent.

Pei Jie didn't seem to be in a hurry. After putting it on, he leaned over and lifted her chin with one hand.

A cold ghost-like aura came over him, and his eyes were as deep as the abyss.

"Think it over carefully, I'll be waiting for you at any time."

Yun Si: "..."

The time limit given to her by Lord Demon Emperor was three days.

Within three days, she had to find an opportunity to take action.

Yun Si agreed first, but it was impossible to take action. She was still thinking of ideas.

In fact, she could just tell the Demon Emperor that she couldn't do it and let him go wherever he pleased.

But based on her understanding of him, now that he has found a way to severely damage Jiu Ge, he will definitely not give up.

Instead of worrying about when he will appear every day, it is better to take the initiative directly on yourself.

She can also think about how to break this situation under the guise of consent.

So, on this day, the Queen Mother did nothing and was thinking all day long.

I sat on the swing and swayed all day, not even delivering lunch.

I took pity on the little emperor. As soon as noon arrived, he was waiting eagerly in the imperial study.

It was clearly time, but when the familiar figure didn't appear, he couldn't help but drop his pen and get angry.

"Why hasn't the queen come yet? Did something happen on the road?"

The regent sitting next to him, reading the memorial, had a pale face and bright lips.

She glanced at him lightly, her tone cold.

"Has the approval been completed?"

".No, no."

The little emperor's momentum suddenly deflated like a balloon with a hole in it.

Silently he picked up the pen again and glanced at the door again.

At the door were the figures of the father-in-law and the guards, who were all quiet and silent.

This shows that the Queen Mother still has not arrived.

The little emperor rubbed his empty belly, which was as wilted and lifeless as an eggplant beaten by frost.

He murmured in a low voice: "Why hasn't the queen come yet?"

If she doesn't come, he won't be able to rest.

Yun Si had a dream.

Lying on the soft bed, I had a very short dream.

The dream was fleeting, like a dexterous tail that swung before her eyes and disappeared immediately.

Really annoying.

She woke up and sat there, motionless.

He stared at a certain place on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Finally, she slightly raised her lips and raised her eyes.

Like a little fox with only an idea.

night.

The full moon hangs high and the stars are sparse.

The entire palace was solemn, solemn and brightly lit.

The pale and handsome regent walked out of the imperial study, followed by the wilting little emperor.

The little emperor had been approving memorials for a day. He was tired, sleepy and hungry, and could hardly open his eyes.

Eunuch Lin quickly stepped forward, helped massage his small shoulders, and said thoughtfully:

"Your Majesty, dinner is ready. Would you like to eat a little before resting?"

The little emperor waved his hands, lowered his little head, and was so sleepy that he dozed off.

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat. I want to go to bed. I'm so sleepy. I want to go back to sleep."