*Minor development, eight years age difference
*The guiding lover, Emperor Gong, who is the father in the first year VS the kind-hearted young wife in the lower year
On the fifteenth day of every month, Song Xu would exchange souls with someone.
Good news, this person is His Majesty Mu Jinghuan, and he can do whatever he wants with this body.
Bad news, today is the monthly meeting, he is just a dude, he doesn't know anything.
It was known to both the government and the public that His Majesty had great faith in Mr. Song Xiaohou and would not leave even if it was a court meeting.
The court official reported: Since Your Majesty came to the throne, the harem has been empty. For the sake of his heirs, the harem should be filled with drafts.
Song Xu glanced at Mu Jinghuan's expression next to him, understood, and said, "It's not your turn to make the decision on this matter."
It is known in both the government and the public that His Majesty loves the Young Marquis of Song Dynasty very much, and the choice of the harem depends on the young Marquis's face.
As a result, the threshold of the declining Ningyuan Hou Mansion was crossed.
Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment: Please give me a few words of kindness from Mr. Marquis, regarding the matter of Quanzi filling the vacancy this year...
Duke Zhen Guo: Please ask the young Marquis to help me find out. Does Your Majesty think that my achievements have shocked the Lord?
Song Xu fanned himself and said vaguely: It's easy to say, everything is easy to say.
Song Xu did not refuse because the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion had declined over the years, and their orphans and widowed mother had been bullied.
In the past few days, Mrs. Ning Yuanhou has been shining brightly every day, cheering in front of her and cheering in front of her, and has recovered from her old illness.
In order to make her mother happy, Song Xu held her breath and admitted it.
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In order for Song Xu to play the emperor without revealing his secret, rumors of strange power and chaos were spread.
Mu Jinghuan called people to the palace and taught them from walking, sitting and lying down.
But I always feel that the eyes of those palace maids...
Maid 1: Your Majesty just held Mr. Song Xiaohou's hand, saying it was to sit upright, but actually, ahem.
Palace Maid 2: I practice writing with my hands one stroke at a time. It's so good.
Maid 3: Your Majesty even kicked us out, so we can be alone, hehehe.
Later, His Majesty discovered that the entire capital was their CP fans.
Later, Song Xu discovered that His Majesty actually knew about it, and His Majesty didn't kill him?
He actually hugged his waist and asked him to sit on his lap. He brushed his waist with his fingertips and said in a deep voice: Practice your calligraphy well.
Who can practice calligraphy well in this posture?
If you don't practice calligraphy anymore, then practice something else?
Didn't you say that you like to be in love with me? Why are you so shy?
Relax, hug me, and sit in my arms.
Intention: Always positive and sunny, enthusiastic and kind.