The brow frowned.
Then Chu Ci took him back to the table and sat down.
Seeing Chu Ci sitting in front of him, he didn't have any trouble, looking at his fingertips, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Sober soup was delivered soon.
Xiao Mo frantically picked it up but didn't drink it. His dark eyes looked at Chu Ci. After thinking for a long time, he took the lead in passing the sober soup in his hand to Chu Ci.
Chu Ci raised his eyes and gave Xiao Mokang a strange look, "What's the matter, Taifu?"
"Your Majesty was also drunk before?" With a small smile on his lips, he looked a bit stubborn, "Your Majesty drink first."
It looks like I won't drink if you don't.
Are you a child?
Chu Ci raised his eyebrows helplessly and didn't argue with him, so he took a shallow sip while he was holding the bowl, and then he sighed and coaxed him, "Okay, I drank it, Master Fu quickly drink it. , Don’t make any trouble with moths, I feel a little tired."
With that said, Xiao Mo Kuang drank the sober soup in the bowl, and put the bowl in his hand to the side. Suddenly he didn't know what he thought of, and said, "Your Majesty is sixteen years old this year. There are also ministers talking about your Majesty’s time to fill the harem."
Chu Ci raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that the corners of his lips had a slightly penetrating smile, and he moved closer. "The minister thought about it, and it seems that the minister has indeed ignored this question, but he doesn't know what his majesty likes. How many sons of the Shangshu family? Or the young master under the general? Or the young grandson of Wu Ge Lao I saw tonight? They are all of the right age, and they are not married, and they are the same age as your Majesty."
He said these short words with a gnashing taste.
That's how it is said, but if you really dare to choose from here, I will immediately find someone to chop up those people and throw them to the dogs.
Previously, Chu Ci was young when he just ascended the throne. There were a lot of things at the time when Chu Ci had just ascended to the throne. Later, he felt unclear about Chu Ci and took this matter for granted. Forget about it.
Until today, someone inadvertently mentioned that he discovered that, logically speaking, these sons, who should be married even if they were not married, were ordered by the family to clean themselves up. Even if they had the intention of making a marriage a long time ago, the marriage was pushed back.
Even though everyone doesn't know how long Chu Ci can sit on the throne, but preparations are still sufficient. As soon as he inquired tonight, he fully grasped the psychology of this group of people.
It's really irritating.
I didn't want to pay attention to these people. This was the only way to get up and out of the hall, but I didn't expect to turn my head and saw one of the ‘best list’, and successfully got on the line with the little emperor.
"Similar to the same, I am not in a hurry." Chu Ci said, "Taofu's sober soup is also drunk, so it is better to go back and rest early. Although you don't have to go to court tomorrow, according to the Taifu's words, if you feel uncomfortable tomorrow morning Oh no."
He didn't speak, his gaze just fell to the side so casually, and he didn't leave.
I don't know what I was thinking.
After a long time, he got up and leaned close to Chu Ci, his eyes seeming to be turned upside down.
In fact, he said that he was thinking about something, but he really didn't think about anything. He just felt that there was an inexplicable sense of crisis that made him feel that he had to say something.
He was not the kind of master who would suppress himself.