Jun Yan: "..."
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"Eunuch Baoquan, is your Majesty's injury feeling better?"
Outside the imperial study room, Song Rouer was dressed in white and holding a food box in her hand. She looked pitifully at Baoquan who was blocking the door and not letting her in.
"Your Majesty, you are too worried. Your Majesty is in good health." Baoquan said with a smile, but his tone was unquestionable.
The smile on Song Rou'er's face froze, she lowered her eyes and took out a jade pendant from her sleeve, rubbed it for a while before handing it to Bao Quan with a low voice.
"Eunuch, I am really worried about Your Majesty. Could you please give me this soup to Your Majesty?"
Baoquan smiled and pushed the jade pendant she handed over.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty has praised me, but I don't dare to present this thing in my mouth to Your Majesty casually. My Majesty, please take it back."
Song Rou'er had a soft smile on her face, knowing that she would not see anyone today. She turned around, the smile on her face faded a bit, and cursed in her heart.
These dogs look down upon people and will chop you all down sooner or later!
but……
Song Rouer's eyes flashed with deep thought, and her IQ suddenly went up.
Is the tyrant really in the palace now? This is invisible!
Moreover, that bitch Chi Xia has not been seen in the palace these days.
She gestured to Huilan beside her with her eyes and lowered her voice, "Send a message to the prince. Your Majesty may not be in the palace."
Huilan nodded slightly when she heard this.
Soon, the news reached Jun Zeyan's ears.
"My lord, this is a great opportunity!" the counselor behind him said excitedly.
He stood in the study with his hands behind his back, facing the window, looking down at the jade pendant tied around his waist, hiding the ambiguity inside, and remained silent for a long time before saying:
"Come and prepare your horses, I am going to enter the palace."
The palace, outside the royal study.
"Your Highness King Xi, what's the important thing for you to enter the palace during the palace ban?" Baoquan stopped Jun Zeyan with a smile on his face.
"Get out of the way, I have important matters in the court to see your Majesty." Jun Zeyan said coldly with a solemn face.
Outside the palace, Baoquan led the young eunuch to confront him. The atmosphere around him gradually became stiff. Just when Jun Zeyan was about to force his way in, someone in the imperial study room made a sound.
"Baoquan, let someone come in."
Hearing this, Baoquan turned sideways with the Buddha dust in his hand and made an invitation gesture, with a sharp voice and a smile, "Your Highness King Xi, please come."
Jun Zeyan glanced at Baoquan with a serious expression and strode into the imperial study. Baoquan walked in behind him.
"I see your Majesty." Jun Zeyan stood in the center and bowed his head in salute.
"Get up."
A cold voice came from the person who was sitting on top. As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and looked up at the handsome and majestic young emperor on the throne.
He looked at Jun Yan sitting there safe and sound, slowly letting go of his clenched hands hidden in his sleeves, and he breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously in his heart.
Just be fine.
"Could it be that the important thing King Xi said was just to stare at me in a daze?" Jun Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the people below, his tone not angry or authoritative.
Jun Zeyan composed himself, hid the confusion in his eyes, took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it to Baoquan beside him to present it to Jun Yan.
He said respectfully: "The climate and environment on the border of Dayong are harsh, and the Huns in the north are watching with eager eyes..."
Jun Yan looked at the memorial presented by Jun Zeyan, listened to his report in his ears, frowned slightly, and did not show any emotion on his face.
He tapped the table with his slender fingers, and his tone was as cold as ever, "King Tao."
"I'm here." Jun Zeyan raised his hand respectfully.
"I will leave this hard work to Aiqing. Can Aiqing successfully transport the grain and grass to the border?" Jun Yan stared at Jun Zeyan with a half-smile, and his tone was particularly unclear.
Jun Zeyan was silent for a while, and finally lowered his eyes and responded, "I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Jun Yan watched him leave, and soon the silence in the royal study returned to the past. He said in a calm voice, "Madam, come out."
After he finished speaking, a wall behind the screen suddenly opened, and Chi Xia walked out of it, looking at him with a look of resentment.
[Why, is sister so shameless? 】
"Come here." Jun Yan waved to her and said concisely and concisely.
[Hmph, no! ! 】
One second he was still speaking harshly, but the next second he looked into Jun Yan's dark eyes that were neither happy nor sad and immediately gave in and moved closer to him.
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?" Chi Xia showed a flattering look.
[Dog Tyrant. 】
Jun Yan looked at her with a sullen face and said nothing, which made her feel inexplicably agitated.
【What are you doing? What are you doing? If you ask your sister to come over and don’t give any reaction, who’s eyes will get bigger? 】
Jun Yan snorted coldly.
This woman calls me "tyrant" when she's in a good mood, and calls me "tyrant dog" when she's in a bad mood. Over and over again, I still can't live without the word tyrant, right?
Chi Xia was stunned when she saw the unhappy look on his face, and subconsciously asked about the system in her mind.
[System, he just snorted at me, didn’t he? Yes or no? 】
Chigua System stopped the large-scale action movie in his hand, looked outside condescendingly, and said slowly: [Maybe you made the villain unhappy. 】
【Are you unhappy? ] Chi Xia was thinking in her heart.
【Is it possible...】
Jun Yan was afraid that she would be thinking something else in her mind, so she finally put the shit basin on his head and opened her mouth as if giving alms, with a tone that was neither salty nor light.
"Ashes have fallen inside the palace."
Baoquan was confused when he heard what he said, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
The imperial study is the place where the emperor and his ministers discuss matters, and it is also the place where the emperor spends the longest time. How could it collect dust unless the heads of the little eunuchs and maids in the palace no longer want it.
Your Majesty will not find a more reliable excuse.
Could this be the love between the two of them?
hold head high?
[What's wrong with Sister Guan because there's dust in the hall? Is it possible that I still need Sister to clean it? 】
Chi Xia raised her eyes to look at Jun Yan and saw him looking at her intently.
She raised her hand hesitantly and pointed at herself, "Your Majesty, you mean to let me clean..."
[No, no, what are you talking about? ! 】
Jun Yan raised his eyebrows and nodded solemnly, expressing his affirmation.
Chi Xia swallowed and slowly turned to look at the huge imperial study, her expression gradually becoming serious.
"Your Majesty, I remembered that I haven't finished copying the books I copied before. Why don't you let me... copy the books?"
Jun Yan looked at Chi Xia's thin arms and legs, fearing that he would fall down from exhaustion before he even finished cleaning the royal study. He pondered for a moment and nodded under her expectant eyes.
"Can."
Chi Xia looked at the palace regulations and Tao Te Ching in front of her, and took out her writing brush to copy the books with tears in her eyes.
[Between copying books and corporal punishment, my sister chose to copy books with tears in her eyes. 】
In the imperial study room, Jun Yan was sitting and reviewing memorials, while Chi Xia was sitting aside and copying books hard. The thin light and shadow at dusk fell between the two of them, making the atmosphere inexplicably warm.
Chi Xia dragged her chin with one hand. Because she had been on the road these past few days, she didn't sleep well at all, and sleepiness flooded into her heart.
