C10

According to the ancestors' rules, since the emperor had already been established, then it was time for them to take the reins of power personally. However, Zhao Yuannan didn't understand. Why was Zhao Jing still pretending to be sick? How long would he have to pretend to be ill? Zhao Jing either wanted him to go to the Han Lin Courtyard to move books, or he wanted him to hide in the imperial study and copy books. He was like a puppet! He pretended to be deaf and mute! Even though Zhao Yuannan would occasionally inform Zhao Jing of the news, Zhao Jing remained indifferent.

Zhao Yuannan was increasingly unable to understand what Zhao Jing was thinking. He had given up? Surrender? When he thought about the terrible death of his parents and how he had suffered so much, Zhao Yuannan's blood ran in reverse!

"Big brother Nan?" Seeing that Zhao Yuannan was in a daze, Zhao Jing put down the book in his hands. "Big brother Nan, do you have something on your mind?"

Zhao Yuannan snapped back to reality. "Your Majesty, please forgive me. This servant has nothing on my mind!"

Zhao Jing's eyes darkened. He was about to ask when Dongfang Wenming entered.

"Your majesty!" The people of the East did not express their respect.

Although he was born a martial general, he had always done very well in the future.

A smile immediately appeared on Zhao Jing's face. "Regent, dispense with formalities!" Sit! " Instead, he turned to Zhao Yuannan and said, "You Sheng, serve him some tea!"

"Yes sir!" Zhao Yuannan gritted his teeth and excused himself after saluting.

Zhao Jing's heart froze. Zhao Yuannan's expression …

As Dongfang Wenming sat down, Zhao Jing obediently walked over.

"How come the Regent is free today?" She blinked her bright eyes like a young girl who had no knowledge of the world. Her face was clear and clean as she sat in front of him and looked up at him with a look of admiration.

Master said that the higher one was, the more used to being looked up to. Only by being looked up to would one be able to be proud of themselves.

Dongfang Wenming spoke up faintly, "When the war in the Southwest begins, Huqiang is about to make a move to harass the border. Does the emperor think we should fight or reconcile?"

Zhao Jing thought about it carefully. Dongfang Wenming didn't want to ask her for an answer on this matter, but rather, he wanted to test her. "I don't know!" As she said this, she lowered her eyes, revealing a slightly panicked expression.

Dongfang Wenming sighed lightly. "His Majesty is the ruler of a nation. Some things should be learned and decided!"

"Ever since mother left us, I hate killing people!" Zhao Jing stretched his neck. "I like to be in peace and quiet. I like to read and bask in the sun and have nothing to worry about every day." Why kill? What's so good about killing people? "

Dongfang Wenming stared at her as if he was thinking about something.

Zhao Jing's heart sank. He had been seen through? His heart couldn't help but tighten.

Fortunately, Dongfang Wenming didn't say anything. He just left without saying anything.

Zhao Jing had been smiling the entire time. He watched Dongfang Wenming walk out of the hall and disappear from his line of sight. The smile at the corner of his mouth finally completely collapsed and gradually turned ice-cold.

Zhao Jing pursed his lips. He stared at the direction where Dongfang Wenming had disappeared for a long time without recovering his composure. His fingertips were tightly pinching his palm!

Picking up the book once more, Zhao Jing leaned against the imperial concubine's bed, his eyes squinting as he read. Zhao Yuannan took a look at the door, then turned around and left.

After a moment, a palace maid lowered her head and quickly entered with a cup in her hand. "This servant pays her respects to the emperor. Your Lotus Heart Tea, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Jing immediately sat up alertly and silently touched the short blade in her sleeve. Zhao Yuannan had secretly used it to protect her from harm.

"I didn't ask anyone to brew the Lotus Heart Tea." Zhao Jing stared at her.

Drinking Lotus Heart Tea was originally Master's habit. Afterwards, Zhao Jing had followed his master and also liked the Lotus Heart Tea. Take the lotus seed in the belly of the two heart buds, although it is bitter, but also clear heart clear eyes, sweet aftertaste.

"Who are you?" Zhao Jing quickly stood up. Just as he was about to open his mouth and call for someone, the palace maid suddenly raised her head.