Xiao Mokang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark light appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the little emperor's pink lips slightly shrunk, and a sleepy glow came out of his eyes. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
Then he yawned.
Instantly squandered all the momentum just now.
Xiao Mo Kuang was indeed a little angry about getting up, but he was extremely self-disciplined and used to it, and he didn't show it very much. He just likes to say something that hides a knife in a smile after getting up in the morning.
He hadn't said what he said just now. He suddenly saw the appearance of the little emperor. He acted for a while, only to find it funny. After laughing, the feelings that frustrated in his heart seemed to ease a lot.
Xiao Mo calmly condensed the previously irritable breath, and walked over.
Then I heard the little girl's sleepy voice, "It's so early, Taifu."
Obviously you are a quarter of an hour late by yourself.
But seeing Chu Ci's appearance, Xiao Mo Kuang raised his brows lightly, but said nothing.
The military officials of the court of Chaotang have been waiting for a while. After visiting the worship, Chu Ci sat on the dragon chair. Next to her dragon chair, there was another chair, and Xiao Mokang, who followed closely behind, sat next. under.
At the beginning of the dynasty, Chu Ci worked up and listened for a while, and found that except for the stubborn but authoritative Elder Ge, everyone knew exactly who the real master of the court was.
Almost everything was reported directly to Xiao Mo Kuang over her.
After all, for the court officials, the almost **** scene in the court a year ago is still vivid, too shocking, as if it was yesterday.
It was this man who pulled the first emperor from the throne with a calm expression on his face, beheaded half of the prince and princesses of the royal family, abolished the prince's legs at the time, and completely exchanged blood in the court. There were many figures who were still there yesterday. I won't see it in two days.
The courtiers knew exactly what kind of gloom and ruthlessness was hidden under this gentle face.
Early in the morning, it was more than half of the time, and it was still those few things, endless discussions.
Xiao Mo Kuang didn't speak either. Generally, he didn't bother to take care of them for such small things. Hearing them discussing, he wanted to see when they planned to stop.
There was no expression on the face that always had a faint smile, but there was a trace of boring under his eyes, and then he looked at the little emperor who was sitting a little higher not far from him.
After the little emperor said a flat body from the beginning, he stood as a vase quietly and honestly, without saying a word, not being well-behaved.
When she looked over, she saw her dark hair hanging slightly beside her white cheeks, her white and tender hands supporting the small jade-like chin, and a small string of wooden grains that looked a little old on her wrist. It should have been. Some dark colored beads made of wood polished become shiny and red, and her skin looks more delicate and tender.
It's just that the owner of this slender jade hand held it so...dozing off.
Although she was some distance away from Xiao Mokang, martial arts practitioners generally had good eyesight. Across this distance, Xiao Mokang could still see Chu Ci's thin eyelashes hanging down, and those **** eyes. Was completely covered.
It's just that the environment may not be so suitable. She was occasionally awakened by the arguing voices of the ministers.