Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 52: Cold War

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A group of people in the hallway suddenly dropped their jaws. The president came over so coolly and spent a long time trying to pull someone to the toilet?

Song Xiao couldn't, so he had to put down the book in his hand and went out to serve the emperor.

Yu Tang and Song Xiao’s class are separated by a corridor, and they can see each other standing by the window. They had a "friendly negotiation" with the classmates of the special class who were sitting by the window, and changed positions. His Majesty Barely satisfied. However, every time I go to the toilet, I have to pull Song Xiao.

"You have a very good relationship with the president." The girl at the table smiled and asked Song Xiao who had accompanied Yu Tang to the bathroom.

"Yeah." Song Xiao nodded without saying much.

"You two used to be in the same dormitory?" The same table thought for a while, as if I had heard that Pudding was in the same dorm with the president.

"...Um." Song Xiao answered vaguely, and took out the books for the next class.

The dormitory was reassigned because of the class allocation, but Song Xiao still lived with his emperor, and the teacher and the school never mentioned that they would change the dormitory. Therefore, the two still eat and sleep together every day.

The girls all around came over as soon as get out of class was over. The girls in the front row handed him snacks, and the girls in the back kept on the table listening to him. Song Xiao adheres to the gentleman etiquette and will not have physical contact with these girls, but he must answer questions and speak slowly, making it more and more popular with girls.

In contrast to girls, boys in the class don't like Song Xiao. Because Song Xiao, as a rich second generation, has a good study and is handsome, so popular with girls. Originally, I wanted to isolate him and bully him, but seeing the president being so close to him, this idea was extinguished as soon as it appeared.

"One day I offend him, I don't know how to die." The boys in the class got together and whispered. In the eyes of high school students, a brother who becomes a student council president is like a brother who becomes a school boss.

What's more, they, the chairman of the board, gathered a number of powers within a year, and even the four grasses were cleaned up and obediently. And several school bullies with well-developed limbs and simple minds have become Yu Tang's thugs, covering the sky with one hand!

Song Xiao didn't know that the boys in the class viewed him this way, but he could feel that the boys in the class deliberately alienated him.

In the afternoon between classes, boys in science classes usually rush to the playground to play football and basketball, while boys in liberal arts classes will kick shuttlecock as a group activity after class.

In the entire liberal arts class, there were more than forty people, and only seven or eight boys. One of them held a big feather shuttlecock and dangled it deliberately in front of him, and the other boys followed out. Song Xiao looked up at them and couldn't help pursing his lips and chuckling.

"Go to play." Someone knocked on the window on time. There were three little brothers behind, one holding a basketball, one carrying water, and the other ran to occupy the field first.

"Wow, in our liberal arts class, there are finally boys who can play ball. I am very pleased!" Monitor Li Wenwen looked at Song Xiao's leaving back and wiped her tears pretendingly.

"According to Yiai's family, the group of shuttlecocks outside should be killed by the stick." Li Wenwen's deskmate, the party secretary in the class, said with a fingernail.

The girls looked at the sunny and energetic group on the playground, and then at the group kicking shuttlecocks at the back of the classroom, silently covering their eyes.

After self-study in the evening, the stars are shining in the deep blue night sky. When the get out of class bell rang, the crowd rushed out, and Song Xiao came out carrying his schoolbags, and saw the slender figure standing on the corridor, incompatible with the surroundings.

Yu Tang has grown taller again. Last year's school uniform was no longer able to wear, so he changed into a new one. Just standing on the spot with empty hands, the girls around watched secretly, but didn't dare to come forward to strike up a conversation, and the boys just detoured. If someone from the Student Union passes by, they will stand at attention and say: Hello, President!

Yu Tang nodded slightly, and the students from the Student Union would leave contentedly.

Song Xiao blinked. Before he knew it, his majesty had completely grasped the "desolate village" of Shengmeng Middle School, and turned into a state of turning hands into clouds and covering hands into rain.

Yu Tang looked deeply over Song Xiao and saw that in the seat where Song Xiao had just left, a few girls secretly stuffed pink letters.

"Let's go." Song Xiao walked to Yu Tang's side.

"Yeah." Yu Tang took off Song Xiao's schoolbag, put it on his shoulders casually, and walked downstairs first.

"I'll carry it by myself." Song Xiao hurriedly followed. How could the emperor carry his schoolbag?

Duguan at the back rushed to the liberal arts class window like a ghost. When Song Xiao thought of him, he turned around and saw that Duguan was still following behind, just carrying him in the back of the hand. Pink letter.

Back to the dormitory, Song Xiao took a bath in the room, while Yu Tang was lying on the bed reading the letter.

This is a love letter written by a girl named Song Xin. The sentence in it is very beautiful, which is usually considered good writing by middle school students.

"When someone asked me why I wrote this letter, I slowly raised my head and watched the sunset blooming like a phoenix flower on the horizon. I was born as gorgeous as a summer flower. If I don’t write this today A letter, the sixteen-year-old flower season will be like a deep-bowed lady in ancient times, watching her old age, leaving a space full of resentment, and withering before it blooms..."

Song Xiao finished the bath, dried her hair, and climbed onto the bed with a reference book, and looked over her head. Seeing the pink letter, he slowly pursed his lips. He knows that pink letters are used to write love letters, modern people are more open, and love letters can be blatantly stuffed to each other. In the past, 4g was collected in dozens of dollars, and then thrown around randomly, and the student union grabbed and deducted points.

"Received the love letter?" Song Xiao glanced at it seemingly, and didn't understand what it meant when he saw everything going around.

"Well," Yu Tang looked up at him, "Do you have anything to say?"

Song Xiao was a little angry at His Majesty the Emperor’s calm eyes: "The minister has nothing to say." Other girls wrote love letters to them. They just read it with gusto, and asked him what he meant. Concubine?

When they just got married, courtiers forced the selection of a concubine. Perhaps because it was newly married, in order to cheer him up, His Majesty the Emperor got up and left without even looking, giving the Queen the right to keep the card directly.

Song Xiao adhered to the principle of giving priority to power and wealth, and left several women with high family status. It's just that the daughters of these important ministers in the court didn't look very good. The other girls have to test the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The women of the Dayu Dynasty also read books, but they read less. Usually, the girls who enter the school will produce some boudoir poems. But Song Xiao didn't understand this, and with a stroke of his pen, he came up with a "theory of mountains and rivers", asking them to talk about the influence of women's behavior in the harem on the government.

The result can be imagined...

When the emperor saw the only remaining daughters of important ministers, they were not as good-looking as the court ladies, and immediately blasted everyone out impatiently.

When a concubine was selected, a talented person was not selected. The emperor looked at each other and complained about each other. Emperor Jing Yuan spent his entire life with this one queen. Therefore, Song Xiao is not used to Yu Tang paying attention to other women.

"Huh!" Yu Tang snorted coldly, pulled Song Xiao over, and shook the letter paper in his hand, "I haven't been with you for a few days, so I seduce other women?"

Song Xiao blinked, huh?

"See clearly, you two have the same surname, you can't get married." Yu Tang pointed to Song Xin's name above. In ancient times, she was careful not to marry with the same surname. This girl was also surnamed Song, which was destined to be hopeless.

Song Xiao realized that this love letter was written to him, wait, why is the love letter given to him in the hands of the emperor? "How is this...well..."

Before he could ask clearly, the emperor turned over and suppressed it. Yu Tang grabbed Song Xiao's struggling hands, pressed them on the pillow, leaned over, and took a bite on the white neck: "Don't forget the contract you signed with me."

Song Xiao couldn't laugh or cry: "The contract doesn't allow you to read the letter from others."

"Hmph, I can read the letters from others to the courtiers." Yu Tang looked at him condescendingly. The whole world belongs to the emperor, and he can of course read the letters between his officials to prevent these people from plotting rebellion.

"Puff..." Song Xiao looked at the serious emperor and couldn't help laughing.

His Majesty the Emperor was very dissatisfied with this. He caught Song Xiao and rubbed it again, only to make the two of them blush, and then he reluctantly stopped, took the disobedient queen in his arms and spanked.

"Um..." Suddenly the emperor slapped him ass, Song Xiao stiffened, and smoke started to flow from his head.

Yu Tang was satisfied when he saw that he was behaved, and warned him not to go too close to other girls, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Song Xiao followed in a daze, feeling as if he had forgotten something before going to bed. When I opened my eyes the next day, I saw the reference book on the bedside and remembered that I didn't do my homework. Sit up suddenly, look at Bai Huahua’s homework, and look at Yu Tang, who is sleeping soundly...

Because of the adjusted wake-up time, they can now sleep until the sun rises. The morning sun shines on Yu Tang’s delicate face, long eyelashes cast a shadow, pale thin lips are glowing healthy pink because of the warm sleep, and the slender arms still hold him in the position, that position At first glance, he knew that it was very comfortable to lie down, and he couldn't help but want to lie back.

Song Xiao shook his head and got up with the reference book. Beauty is wrong, and beauty is wrong!

The time in high school always goes fast, and in the blink of an eye, the second year of high school passed. During the final exam, Song Xiao passed the first grade in liberal arts and won a scholarship of 5,000 yuan. After being reprimanded by his wife, Yu Tang also knew that he had worked hard. He didn't need to test the political history that contradicted his way of governing the country. His Majesty took the first grade in science and also received a scholarship of 5,000 yuan.

The two have 10,000 yuan together, and decided to travel like other couples. Said it was a trip, but it was actually going to Yu Tang's beach villa for a month.

This villa is located on a clean beach with few people. The floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall allows you to see the vast sea in the house. A beautiful wooden bridge winds from the front door to the sea.

"There is a U.S. University admission exam in August. You and I will take it." As soon as he arrived at the villa, Yu Tang handed Song Xiao a set of reference books, which are practice questions for the U.S. admission exam. The questions in this exam are all very simple. For example, in math questions, there will be a problem where the length and angle of the two sides of a triangle are known, and the only difficulty is that they are all in English.

However, language is not a problem for Song Xiao, who has never forgotten.

"I..." Song Xiao pursed her lips, "I'm not going anymore."

"What?" Yu Tang handed the salute to the servant and turned to look at him.

"I think, studying in China." Song Xiao lowered his head and said every word.

Yu Tang's face instantly became cold, and she quietly looked at Song Xiao's drooping head. He had previously said that he would go abroad together, but he didn't expect Song Xiao to regret it temporarily, which caught His Majesty by surprise. There was a stalemate for more than ten minutes, Yu Tang clenched his fists and turned upstairs without saying a word.

The two were caught in an inexplicable cold war. Song Xiao wanted to explain to Yu Tang, but didn't know what to say.

"Tomorrow is the young master's birthday, should you take the opportunity to reconcile with him?" The maid in the villa quietly persuaded Song Xiao when the two children were awkward.

"Tomorrow?" Song Xiao was stunned. If he remembers correctly, this should be Yu Tang's 18th birthday.