Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

Since Shu Xiaomeng was unwilling to leave, Si Kongying naturally had no trouble asking for something.

Sikongying spoke a few more words to Shu Xiaomeng and left.

After Si Kongying left, Shu Xiaomeng fell asleep on a flower again.

By the time she woke up again, it was already night.

The palace at night was unusually calm, but occasionally a few ambiguous groans could be heard from some side halls.

But the Zhengyang Palace where the emperor was located was exceptionally calm, and Shu Xiaomeng flew to the Zhengyang Palace secretly, wanting to see what Li Chongjin was doing.

Apart from Li Chongjin, there was no one else in Zhengyang Palace, and even the old **** who served him was guarding at the door.

Shu Xiaomeng flew in through the crack of the door, and then saw Li Chongjin asleep on the dragon chair.

He really fell asleep, his breathing was steady, his complexion was ruddy, and in front of him, there were a lot of memorials that had not yet been reviewed.

Shu Xiaomeng flew over quietly, only to see trivial things written on the memorial.

Why did a certain grade official quarrel with a certain second grade official because the first grade official accidentally stepped on the foot of a certain second grade official?

Looking at the contents of the memorial, Shu Xiaomeng deeply felt that these officials were in a panic and had nothing to do, so they would play for this little thing.

However, this also shows that this dynasty is very peaceful, otherwise, the memorials written in these memorials are not just trivial things.

Li Chongjin seemed to be aware of something, his eyelashes trembled, and the next moment he opened his eyes.

Perhaps it was because he woke up, his eyes were a little confused, and there seemed to be flashes of light in his eyes.

Shu Xiaomeng lay on the memorial, staring at Li Chongjin in a daze.

Li Chongjin's gaze fell on Shu Xiaomeng, his lips curled up slightly, and he whispered, "You are back."

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

Does he know he will come back?

Li Chongjin rubbed his temples, sitting right up, stretched out his hand and gently touched Shu Xiaomeng's wings, and asked in a low voice, "You're all back, why isn't he back?"

Shu Xiaomeng flapped his wings, he? she? Who is it?

Could it be that the reason why Li Chongjin didn't favor the harem concubine was all because of that "she"?

Thinking about it this way, there is hope for her mission!

Shu Xiaomeng flapped his wings and touched Li Chongjin's index finger, hoping that he could provide more information about that "her".

However, Li Chongjin only chuckled and stopped saying anything. He gently moved Shu Xiaomeng aside, and then continued to review the memorial.

Shu Xiaomeng stayed beside him silently, watching Li Chongjin review the memorials.

Li Chongjin did not show the slightest dissatisfaction with the trivial things that were played. His face has always maintained a faint smile, but Shu Xiaomeng feels for no reason that his smile is fake.

That kind of laughter is just like a mechanical laugh. The amplitude of the raising has never changed, nor has it reached the heart.

Shu Xiaomeng looked at Li Chongjin curiously. It stands to reason that as an emperor, he didn't have to suppress himself so much.

What's more, in this hall, besides himself, there is no second person, so why does Li Chongjin laugh so fake?

If I stay alone for a long time, will I really be unable to take it off, or even forget who I am?

Shu Xiaomeng looked straight at Li Chongjin, as if he wanted to find the answer on his face.