MTL - The Male God’s Favorable Impressions Are Difficult to Farm-Chapter 111 Fanscroll: Regent and Little Emperor 2

Regent and Little Emperor 2

Ye Junge was ill, and the whole person was so bullshit. The already thin body was losing weight quickly, and it was almost skinny.

The Regent looked at him like this and couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

The palace man couldn't swallow the medicine, the regent fired a fire, then took the medicine bowl, squeezed Ye Junge's jaw and poured it.

Ye Junge was coughed twice by the bitter medicine juice, and then he couldn't stop coughing. The whole face was coughing red, and the regent was throwing a bowl and a glass.

"A bunch of waste!" The Regent stared coldly, "What about the doctor?"

The doctor who hid beside him to reduce the sense of existence came here with a trembling and showed Ye Junge a wrinkle on his old face.

"My lord, Your Majesty is really weak, you still have to toss him less ..." Seeing the more ugly face of the Regent, the doctor swallowed the remaining exhortations. It's falling again. It's too bad. It's very serious. "

The Regent waved his hand: "My King knows, Your Majesty is coughing now. What can I do?"

"This ..." The doctor was embarrassed. "Your Majesty is holding on. It would be better to feed him some warm water. It will be fine later."

However, the regent felt that it was too quack, and even the little emperor could not see any illness. He gave him a cold hum, and after thinking about it, he poured a cup of warm water. I didn't rude it any more this time. I took a sip myself and lowered my head to bite his lips.

Ye Junge instinctively responded to his kiss in his sleep, soothed by the kiss, and no longer coughed.

The regent's face suddenly looked ugly and abnormal. The little emperor was unconscious and he still did not forget to seduce people.

However, after listening to Ye Jun's fans muttering "Uncle Huang", the regent suddenly lost his breath. It shouldn't be too harsh, maybe the other party only responded to him when he felt his breath?

For the first time, the Regent began to seriously consider the possibility that Ye Junge loved him.

One thing when you don't believe at all, you will find many excuses to veto him, and when you try to believe, you will use various details to support the idea.

Ye Junge, who was in a coma, hooked his lips to achieve his goal.

Ye Junge took a lot of advantage this time, and the regent no longer doubted him from time to time, and began to believe him, but he was not allowed to get out of bed for many days.

In fact, Ye Junge couldn't get out of bed. His bones were too bad.

"I'm so boring." Ye Junge took the Regent King's clothes and coquettishly, in order to please the Regent King, he had basically given up on the martial arts.

The regent rarely held him patiently and coaxed him: "Lying down for a few more days, do you still hurt below?"

Ye Junge shook his head, and these days the regent Wang has given him medicine every night, but it has long been fine.

"Since it doesn't hurt anymore." The regent Wang hooked his lips with a smile, and Ye Junge froze for a moment, and couldn't help raising his hands and touching his lips.

The Regent was very satisfied with his beauty, and held his hand and kissed him gently.

"Now that it's fine, let's do it again."

Ye Junge heard his words shyly and buried his head in his arms. He raised his head and kissed his chin before his dark eyes thought about the west: "Uncle Huang bullied me."

The regent didn't really think about it, he raised an eyebrow: "How can my king bully you?"

Ye Junge snorted and said nothing.

Ye Junge has taken good care of his injuries these days, but he is a lot better than the last time he was petting, so he can get out of bed at noon the next day.

He helped the **** slowly walk to the soft couch and sat down, still felt some pain below, and simply lay down.

From the bed to the soft couch, except for the place change, the posture has not changed. Ye Junge also felt that he was free and had nothing to do. But the soft couch is facing the window and can be opened to enjoy the scenery.

After a short while, the regent who came back for a meal closed his face darkly.

"Uncle Huang." Ye Junge looked at him pitifully.

The Regent pressed down and imprisoned him on a soft couch, very, very upset.

"Do you know that you are not in good health and cannot blow hair?"

"I ..." Ye Junge was a little guilty. He simply looked up and kissed the regent's lips, and the regent did not escape.

The regent did not let him go: "No next time."

Ye Junge was a bit lonely: "I was bored in the house and wanted to see the scenery outside."

The Regent was silent for a moment: "I made people change the window, and the maritime merchant brought a transparent stone from the western side and came back and could install it on the window."

glass?

Ye Junge smiled slowly: "Uncle Huang, you are very kind to me."

The Regent looked at him in a complicated mood. He placed him under house arrest, and the door was not let out, but he said he was good to him. Is this ironic? Or ... the other party is not so extravagant, can a little kindness make the other party grateful to Dade?

Ye Junge was really happy. The regent had always doubted him and was rude to him, but now, the other party finally started to get better with him, and he was naturally happy.

"I don't want to drink porridge for dinner." Ye Junge couldn't help but put his feet on the waist and made a comment about the man's waist.

"No." The regent retorted if he didn't want to. "You're not well."

Ye Junge wasn't very happy, but when he saw the regent's uncompromising look, he had to give up.

"okay then..."

Ye Junge's life is getting better every day. He can sit in the warm room, look out through the glass, and sit by the glass window from time to time to see if the Regent is back. The Regent also let him send him some interesting gadgets to relieve him of boredom.

However, he still couldn't go out, not only because of his body, but also because of foot restraint.

The early morning is Ye Junge's only opportunity to go out, but Ye Junge doesn't want to go.

After going there again, Ye Junge found that the regent's eyes looked obscure again, and he simply could not pretend to be ill.

"I'm not feeling well this morning." Ye Junge nestled in the arms of the Regent.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" The regent king frowned, and he hugged Ye Junge, ready to call someone for a doctor.

Ye Junge covered his mouth and bit his lip: "I ... I'm not feeling well below."

The Regent smiled a little: "I didn't do anything to you yesterday, why is it uncomfortable?" In the eyes of the Regent, Ye Junge's behavior is equivalent to invitation Huan.

Because of the jealousy of Ye Junge's body, the Regent King was very restrained and would only pull him once every three or four days. Absolutely not much, only once a night, only two times when he was savage. Usually, if the other party has *, it is resolved by hand.

Ye Junge was very reluctant to use his mouth, so the regent king tried once and found that Ye Junge was choked and kept coughing, and never let him use his mouth again.

The regent's hand touched Ye Junge's buttocks indiscriminately, and slipped into the hip-slit quietly. Ye Junge didn't stop it. It is best to make a shot, and then let him not go up. But the regent did not continue, just touched it, and restrained.

Coming at this time will miss the early morning.

Although Ye Junge was disappointed, he quickly adjusted his mood.

"I'm really uncomfortable." He bit his ears at the Regent. "I want to sleep late. I'm upset too early. I'm so upset, Uncle Huang ~"

The Regent was shouted by his emperor and half of his bones shouted. Where can I not agree? I didn't expect his little emperor to be lazy.

"Okay, just let you sleep." The regent bit his nose lightly. "In the future, you don't need to sleep, you don't have to go early, there is an uncle there."

The Regent looked dim, he deprived the opportunity of the little emperor to rise, would the little emperor resent him? Today I said I want to be lazy, just to please him ...

I do n’t know if Ye Junge was so happy, and even rubbed the Regent ’s neck for a while, until he saw it like this, he would wipe his gun and go out, and then climbed down from the Regent.

Ye Junge chuckled his lips as he watched the Regent put on a superb Prince's suit under the eunuch's costume.

"What's laughing?" The regent Wang didn't know why he was in a good mood, maybe he was more certain of Ye Junge's feelings for him.

Ye Junge looked at him with an eyebrow: "Laughing at you is handsome, my uncle is the most handsome."

The Regent's throat moved and he could not hold back his body and gave him a long kiss.

"You go to sleep first, and Uncle Huang will come down and accompany you early." It is a good practice to prostitute the day. Why didn't he want to try it before?

Ye Junge understood what he meant, and blinked at him generously, then he closed his eyes and slept back to sleep, and mumbled in his mouth to let him come back sooner.

The regent's heart felt a touch of sweet joy, put on his crown, and left lightly, leaving Ye Junge out of the way.

Today's early dynasty is still boring. No one really dares to stand up and add a block to him. However, there are a few short-sighted people who have to ask the little emperor why he did not come. In the end, the regent ’s sentence, "Your Majesty is unwell", blocked him.

Before the Lord Wang wanted to say something, the reluctant King's cold eyes, like the poisonous snake, couldn't move, so he had to give up.

Under the dynasty, the regent rushed back to the Taihe Temple.

As soon as he entered the door, he wanted to walk into the dormitory, and suddenly thought of his cold, so he walked to the stove to warm himself up, and then took off his robe and entered the inner hall.

Ye Junge was holding the quilt and slept soundly, muttering from time to time, but he couldn't understand what was said.

The Regent took off his jacket, only wearing it, and carefully opened the quilt and lay in.

Seeing the little emperor sleeping so fragrant, he suddenly wanted to sleep with the little emperor first, and then come to do something interesting.

Ye Junge felt the familiar atmosphere, couldn't help leaning there, and the man caught him and carried him in his arms. The two were cuddling tightly, looking extremely harmonious.

The regent was close to him, and when he heard mumbles, he wanted to figure out what he was talking about. He closed his eyes and listened carefully.

The regent's heart could not help but hold people closer.

After closing my eyes, I fell asleep after all.

Ye Junge dreamed that Ye Yiming once again forced him to call her husband. Ye Junge sneered and took his knees against the fragile part of the other person and asked him who the husband was? Then he heard with satisfaction Ye Yeming obediently calling his husband. As soon as Ye Junge was happy, he promised: "You will marry me. As a husband, I will definitely not lose you."

As a result, the Regent heard two words and misunderstood.

Ye Junge was a little dazed when he woke up, and even more dazed when he saw the Regent around him. Didn't he go up?

As soon as Ye Junge moved, the regent awakened, looking at the confused person in his arms, could not help but bow his head and kissed him severely.

"Hmm ..." Ye Junge faintly pressed against his chest, seemingly refusing, in fact, he was trying to escape, and was finally breathlessly kissed, and his pale face was also flushed.

The Regent was bewildered by the beauty, and proclaimed his **** day by day, until Ye Junge fell asleep again, he kissed his forehead, and instructed the **** to bring the memorials here. Today he Corrected here.

The regent decided to test Ye Junge once.

He sat on the bed, but yelled at Ye Junge and let him lie on his own body. A small table was set up in front of him, with red ink and memorials. The Regent looked it over quickly, picked out a part and set aside, then let the urgent and important first approval be taken down, and the remaining less important slowly approved.

Ye Junge fell asleep without knowing it, because of the posture, he didn't sleep very well. When the regent saw it, he adjusted his posture a little, watched him stretch his brows, then relieved his heart and continued to criticize the memorial.

This sleep missed lunch, but the little emperor always had a small appetite. He could not eat much at lunch. In fact, he didn't eat and didn't feel hungry. But the Regent thought for a while, and still let someone bring him a bowl of porridge. Ye Junge drank the porridge obediently in his sleep and never woke up.

The Regent himself ate a lot of snacks and dried up his stomach until the evening. The Regent estimated that Ye Junge was sleeping almost, so that people would take the memorial first and present the dinner.

Ye Junge was awakened by the scent. He looked at the various food in front of him with sleepy eyes, reached out to get chopsticks, and was held by the Regent.

"Drink a bowl of bird's nest porridge. You can't eat anything else."

Ye Junge was very wronged. He came here every day, and he was about to turn into water.

The Regent also felt wronged, but the Taiyi had told him not to eat anything else, and the Regent had to whisper to coax him: "Next time I ask the Taiyi to see if I can cook some soup for you. You drink porridge first. , Drink the medicine after drinking, obediently. "

Ye Junge had to give up.

After dinner, Ye Junge frowned and drank the medicine, then spit out his tongue and cried. The regent dared not let him eat the candied fruit to suppress the bitterness, because the candied fruit would dilute the medicinal properties, only to let him pour a cup of warm water and take two sips slowly.

Ye Junge screamed bitterly after drinking, then grinned and kissed the Regent's neck.

The Regent was overwhelmed by him, and he kissed him for a while.

"It's not bitter anymore." Ye Junge smiled.

The regent was helpless, because now he has a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Okay, can you be obedient now?" The regent pressed him down and let him lie in his arms. "I'm going to continue to revise the memorials, you must not make trouble."

Ye Junge looked at him nicely: "I'm not trouble."

The small table was replaced, and the memorial was placed again.

At present, only the memorials left by the Regent alone on the table are left. They all say things that the emperor who really cares about the imperial power cannot bear. For example, a thorough investigation of the fraud in the imperial examinations, a memorial to impeach certain humerus ministers, a request to remove a certain royal minister, and so on.

The regent wanted to see, did the little emperor calm down when he saw these? Can you continue to talk to him "virtually and wrongly"? Can't help but show his hatred for a while?

The thought of the regent had something in his heart that wasn't like it. It hurt, but he couldn't do it.

If ... if the little emperor behaves to his satisfaction, he can spoil him more.

Ye Junge glanced at the content of this memorial to know what the regent was thinking, and he didn't say anything.

Of course, the regent will not give trust so easily. Now this is normal. The regent the other day spoiled him too much, making him a little uneasy and his emotions should not develop so fast.

Now the regent is finally normal.

However, there should be no problem in thinking about it. After all, the regent king is still Ye Yiming's soul. Although there is the effect of Soul Ji's hands covering up the twin marks, the true soul's love is not so easy to stop. If the other party is not Ye Yiming, no matter how much he does, it may not be effective.

Ye Junge glanced over his head and played the Regent's hair with no interest. He took a bunch of hair and twisted it into a braid, and then tied it into various knots. Happy about it.

The Regent put his left hand around his waist and touched it.

"What's wrong? Bored?"

Ye Junge looked up at him: "Well ... okay, you don't need to worry about me, you are busy with you."

The regent said nothing and should continue to watch the memorial.

Ye Junge yawned, closed his eyes, and planned to take a nap, but the regent did not want to let him go.

"Don't sleep." The Regent's left hand slid down, pinching the rounded, straight, "" Okay, let me watch the memorial. "

Ye Junge looked at him aggrievedly, and the tears from the yawn were still hanging in the corner of his eyes, looking pitiful.

"But I'm a little sleepy."

"Speak with me and you won't be sleepy, obediently." The Regent looked down and touched his forehead with his lips. "Let me see the memorial."

"Oh ..." Resisting incompetence, Ye Junge had to watch with patience, yawning while watching, fighting with his eyelids, and finally fell asleep.

The Regent didn't bother him this time, and didn't say anything more. He glanced at the diorama that was specially placed on the Bogu stand. From his perspective, he could see Ye Junge's face in the mirror.

Ye Junge's reaction has always been in his eyes.

The little emperor was really not interested in these memorials.

Thinking of it, the little emperor didn't seem to have shown any interest in these before, and even that time against him now seemed to be like a flirtatious petty kid. The regent knew that his mentality was wrong now, but he couldn't help but excuse Ye Junge.

He wanted to persuade himself to believe in Ye Junge, but his suspicious temperament made him want to test it from time to time, but fortunately ... the little emperor saw it but didn't care.

Thinking of this, the regent stunned.

The little emperor actually saw it ...

The regent suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart. He was afraid that Ye Junge was sad because of his temptation, and then he closed his heart and refused to love him, but he couldn't stop himself from tempting.

The regent king approved the last memorial and put down his pen.

He seemed to be trapped.

If Ye Junge's love to him is false, then what is waiting for him will be gone.

The regent was determined to hold the imperial power firmly.

The supreme emperor was forced to suffer such humiliation, and if he was given the opportunity to fight back, the consequences would be unthinkable. Even if the Regent believed in the feelings of the people in his arms, but in the face of power, what was the feeling? The little emperor has not yet been exposed to the benefits of power. Once he has contacted, who can guarantee that he will not immediately give up the illusory love and choose the real right?

Even the Regent himself values ​​rights more.

Ye Junge is not in a hurry, he still has a lot of time and can take it easy.

Perhaps this time the temptation made the Regent very satisfied. He actually found Ye Junge an imperial chef who was good at conditioning his body with diet. Ye Junge finally stopped drinking porridge. Although it was replaced with various soups, it should be water. And he can eat medicated occasionally, the main thing is that he can eat vegetables.

To this end, Ye Junge intends to reward the regent.

He asked people to find the perforated beads and ropes, and let the handy little **** teach him to tie a knot that meant peace and prosperity. He got up early the next morning and gave him before the regent went to the dynasty. Tied to the waist.

"It's not allowed to take it down." Ye Junge poked at his chest and thought about adding it, "except when bathing and sleeping."

The Regent laughed, holding his hand and slowly capping: "Okay, I won't take it down, then you have to tie it to me personally every day."

Ye Junge frowned slightly: "But I want to sleep late."

"Anyway." The regent rushed in and kissed him. "I hold your hand to tie it up."

Ye Junge glared at him, and couldn't hold back and smiled. He lifted his toes and struck his forehead.

"I'm going to bed, you'll come back sooner." Since that time, the regent has put the place where the corrections were made into Ye Junge's dormitory. However, Ye Junge usually looked at the miscellaneous books of the local customs, or played with the chess pieces, or played with those gadgets. Occasionally, when he was interested, he would also paint a picture of the regent who seriously revised his memorials. If the Regent had him around him and asked him to watch the memorial together, Ye Junge would also take it seriously and forget it after reading it.

He didn't bother to care about these things.

The Regent was very satisfied. He later set up the place where he met the courtiers in the study room of the main hall of the Taihe Hall, and then led Ye Junge to discuss the matter together.

In front of outsiders, the two did not do anything too close. However, Ye Junge was impatient with the excited gaze of some old ministers, and simply hid behind the regent, and then waited to be caught by him.

"Sit here." The chair in the study was large enough for two people to sit. The regent asked him to sit next to him. The boss stepped out from behind, sitting beside him, holding him and not knowing where to get it. Flipping through the books.

The Regent looked at him helplessly and ignored him altogether, but only looked at him from time to time to see if he was paying attention to the courtier's words.

Ye Junge snoozes after watching it. This book is very boring and full of people. He doesn't want to read carefully what he said at all. Because of the Regent's presence, Ye Junge felt extremely relieved, so he simply let himself doze off and shook his body slightly, eventually falling into the arms of the Regent.

The courtier's mouth twitched, and they began to wonder if the emperor could really do it? Because he was going to fight the Regent, it was almost night and day.

Ye Junge woke up for a while and woke up again. He wanted to yawn. When he saw a group of ministers with wonderful faces, he shut up and yawned back.

While the regent asked a question and everyone was silent, Ye Junge pulled the regent's sleeve.

"Uncle Huang, I want to sleep."

"Take it up again." The regent whispered and coaxed him, "Would you like some tea?" He brought over the tea poured from the **** on the table, and Ye Junge's cup had been cold for a long time. The regent was a little dissatisfied, and the little **** was too clever.

Ye Junge was nothing. He took a sip of tea and looked unhappy. He whispered, "I still like to drink Genting pine mist."

Genting pine mist is not suitable for weak people, but the regent king has always prepared this tea for him. This tea is cold and cold, even if it is warm and warm, there will still be coldness in the body when drinking it, so Ye Junge will still feel cold even if he drinks warm tea.

I don't know if the regent had forgotten it, or if he didn't know it intentionally, he never changed the tea for Ye Junge.

Ye Junge took this opportunity to say this, but he just wanted to remind the regent. If the other party didn't do it on purpose, he would change his tea and never give him that cold tea. If he still hasn't changed ... Ye Junge has to think about whether it is time to take a potent medicine.

However, the regent did forget it. He heard Ye Junge's complaints and couldn't help but feel stiff.

When the courtier heard these words, he didn't know what he thought, but on the surface he was calm.

The little emperor didn't know, could they not know what happened to the tea? Regent ... really ambitious.

When the courtier wondered whether the little emperor had deliberately took the opportunity to reveal to them the regent's unwillingness, the regent was already dead.

He actually forgot.

He had forgotten that he had made the tea that harmed the body of the little emperor, and was still trying to make up for the little emperor. With this tea, how can I make it up?

The regent smiled bitterly, how could he forget this kind of thing!

Ye Junge looked up at his expression and could not see anything, so he continued to drink tea discouraged.

But he did not like to drink this tea.

He doesn't like drinking.

Ye Junge has a discerning taste. He only loves Biluochun, and he doesn't feel the right taste of other teas.

It happened that the little **** came over to change tea, and re-made a cup of Genting Pine Mist for Ye Junge.

Ye Junge frowned and smiled, set down the tea, and went to get that cup of Genting Pine Mist, but he didn't expect to be stopped by the regent.

Ye Junge looked at him doubtfully, only to hear him say, "Stop drinking."

"why?"

The regent took the cup of tea and placed it on a tray in the eunuch's hand, waving him to hurry.

"I forgot to tell you. The doctor said that you should change to ginseng tea. That is good for you."

Ye Junge frowned unhappyly: "Don't drink medicine." Ginseng tea has a medicinal smell.

The Regent ’s hand blocked by the table held Ye Junge ’s hand: "Oh, good words, your body wo n’t be good without medicine, and you will be warmed by taking tea, you see you have always been cold. You have to stay in this warm It's comfortable in a charcoal-burning room. "

"Okay ..." Ye Junge compromised, and he didn't want to be so uncomfortable.

The courtier is a little bit confused now, why? Does His Majesty not accuse the Regent? And it seems that the Regent is also very concerned about his Majesty, wouldn't it be an intentional act?

No matter what they think, the Regent did not take care of them, only to let them go back and think about a charter, and then vomited the ministers, and then took Ye Junge back to the warm dormitory.

"Uncle Huang." Ye Junge lay down on the bed, "when will summer come ..."

The little emperor's body is cool, only in summer will it not feel cold or too hot. As it happens, the little emperor can't use ice. If he loses cold, it will be difficult in summer.

The Regent walked over to sit beside him and said, "Coming soon, uncomfortable?"

"No." Ye Junge rested his head against his stomach, where it was warm.

The Regent touched his head: "I'll deal with the memorial, aren't you sleepy? Sleep a little longer?"

"Drinking tea spirits." Ye Junge bitterly, "Uncle Huang, can I drink some sweet, tea is bitter."

"I'll get you honey water." The Regent was a bit distressed. His emperor nephew was actually a healthy bun, but these years, the little moves he made made him look like a sick seed, day and night. Ye suffers from the pain.

"Uncle Huang." Ye Junge narrowed his stomach with his eyes closed. "You are very kind to me." So you must continue to be good, continue to be guilty, or wait for your memory to be restored, and see how this seat cleans up you.

The regent closed his eyes, and then opened his eyes. There was no longer any struggle: "Uncle Huang is naturally good to you, but you are Uncle Huang's sweetheart."

Since the little emperor was so dependent on him, he would be better for him on the premise of restricting the freedom of the other party.

Ye Junge didn't care about the restrictions on freedom. He was a house in his own right and didn't want to go out at all. As long as he could walk around the yard occasionally, he was satisfied. And this point, the Regent naturally satisfied him, but also accompanied him personally. Ye Junge is very satisfied with this, he thinks there is basically no bad things, this honeymoon is quite worth it.

The Regent went to deal with the memorial, Ye Junge lay on the bed for a while, got up again, and went to the glass window to see the scenery.

At this time, spring flowers were in full bloom. The Regent was afraid that he would feel sick in the house every day. He deliberately made people get more exotic flowers and plants in the yard so that Ye Junge could see clearly through the glass window.

Ye Junge looked at it for a long time, and then began to swing with the chess pieces in a hurry. After a while, he felt dissatisfied. He ran to the regent and sat without talking, and waited quietly.

"What's wrong?" The Regent took the honey water and handed it to him.

Ye Junge took it with both hands, took a sip, and suddenly felt sweet in his heart.

"I want colorful pawns." Ye Junge rushed to touch his lips with sweet lips, and then led his tongue to lick the sweetness, "Sweet?"

The Regent raised an eyebrow: "It's sweet." Although he didn't like sweets, Ye Junge liked it, and that was enough.

Ye Junge smiled happily and drank two more drinks.

"What color do you want? I let them do it."

"Every color is needed." Ye Junge looked at him with big eyes, "OK?"

Naturally, there is nothing bad, and the regent immediately ordered people to do it.

Ye Junge was satisfied, drank the honey water, and accompany him for a while, then went to find fun by himself.

The people below worked quickly. Within a few days, colorful chess pieces were delivered and packed in more than twenty boxes. Ye Junge let them slide away on the windowsill, and then held the Regent to let him make something new for him. White jade slab, put various colored pawns on it.

Ye Junge put different flowers according to the color of the flowers on the outside. The regent looked at it once and said that it was too wasteful to return it after finishing it. People made transparent glue and many small white jade slabs. Ye Junge just put the chess pieces directly. Just stick to it, and then finishing a regent will make people happy.

Ye Junge felt that it was too wasteful to put it away and let people collect all the things on the Bogu rack in his house, and then draw these pieces in a grid. The regent said it would accumulate dust, and it was simply separated by glass.

Because the merchants of the dynasty went abroad to learn the technology of making glass, and the royal family grasped this technology for the first time, so at least the glass is not a rare commodity at present for the emperor and the regent.

Ye Junge was very pleased to see it. He would go around Bogujia twice a day, and then continue his new "masterpiece".

Every day when the regent returns to the dynasty, he will have to look in front of the Bogujia, so the mood of being troubled by the courtier will be much better.