Male God, a Little Su

Yang Sheng bowed his head: "Yes, this subordinate obeys—"

When the figure of the man gradually faded away, Yang Sheng stood up slowly. He was in a daze for a while, and then suddenly slapped his head.

"etc……"

He took out the jade pendant from his pocket, very annoyed, how could he have forgotten this? I don't know if the little girl knows the real identity of the master, how dare she give the jade pendant that the master gave her, and give it away?

Thinking of this, Yang Sheng shivered.

He began to hesitate, whether or not to let the master know the truth. From looking at the master's expression before, it can be seen that he really cares about that delicate little girl.

If Ji Xuanshen found out, with his personality, I don't know if the little girl's life can be saved.

Yang Sheng sighed softly, held the jade pendant tightly and put it in his sleeve pocket.

"Forget it, let's return the jade pendant to her when the time is right in the future."

...

Ji Xuanshen had just ordered Yang Sheng to take good care of her the night before, and make sure that she would not be harmed.

However, recently the Mongolian country has become restless again, sending out cavalry continuously to confuse the people at the border gates, and looting beautiful women and people's wealth.

Ji Xuanshen was furious, and he was so busy at the moment, it was often late at night when he finished handling the court affairs, and every time he couldn't sleep for two or three hours, he had to get up again before dawn. He was afraid of waking up the little girl again after going there, so he suppressed that longing, devoted himself to it, and strived to end this war as soon as possible.

Then, he will give her a surprise!

Royal study.

The tall man in a black robe slightly raised his eyebrows, and sat on the dragon chair with a big horse and a golden knife, his back stopped.

White smoke was slowly emitting from the golden furnace on the table, and the whole hall was so quiet and oppressive that one could hear a needle drop.

The maids and eunuchs waiting in the hall all held their breath, not daring to take a breath.

"Snapped--"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

The man's brows and eyes were full of hostility, he leaned back lazily, pinched his brows and called, "Sheng Mingguang."

"The slave is here!!"

Sheng Mingguang, who was dozing off, trembled and immediately knelt down on the ground, "What is the emperor's order?"

Ji Xuanshen lowered his thin eyelids, and he glanced at Sheng Mingguang, his hoarse voice was full of tiredness.

"How did you do what I ordered you?"

The man's bony fingers rubbed the teacup, and he raised his head and drank the strong tea in the cup in one gulp.

Sheng Mingguang's head was like a ball of paste, "Huh?"

As soon as Ji Xuanshen's eyelids drooped, he raised his hand and threw the precious teacup over.

Crackling exploded beside his knees, kneeling on the ground in the hall.

A thought flashed through Sheng Mingguang's mind, he quickly grabbed it, and immediately bent over and kowtowed, and asked tentatively, "The emperor asked about the palace?"

Hearing that Ji Xuanshen didn't refute, he knew he had guessed right, and he was relieved.

Hastily said: "Since the emperor's order, I have invited the best craftsmen from the construction bureau to start building according to the drawings drawn by you, my majesty. I have to go to see it in person every day. Everything is going well. I will wait until the autumn. , the master and empress can move in!"

Hearing this, Ji Xuanshen's frowning eyebrows relaxed a little.

"Tomorrow, I will go see it alone."

That was what Ji Xuanshen wanted to do the first time he saw the little girl.

Build a big palace and hide the little girl in your heart.

After he came back, he drew the blueprints with his own hands. The area was larger than his palace, and the space that was vacated after demolishing six palaces was the closest to the Golden Luan Hall and the Imperial Study Room.