She smelled the faint ambergris on Jun Yan's body, and her copying movements became slower and slower.
The ink spreads across the paper until it stops completely.
Chi Xia held her head in her hands and fell asleep with slow breathing.
Jun Yan had already noticed Chi Xia's drowsiness when she turned her head little by little.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Chi Xia, who had closed his eyes. He still held a pen in his beautiful and slender hand, and continued to correct the memorials and government affairs.
Baoquan looked at Chi Xia's condition, walked up to Jun Yan and whispered in Jun Yan's ear, "Your Majesty, can you wake up Chi Zhaoyi?"
"No need." Jun Yan said calmly, put down the memorial that he rejected mercilessly, and picked up the next one.
When Baoquan received his reply, he quietly retreated.
I sighed in my heart, this Chi Zhaoyi is really different in His Majesty's heart. In this palace, except Chi Zhaoyi, who dares to be so presumptuous in front of Your Majesty? Anyone who dares to be so presumptuous in front of Your Majesty has been dealt with long ago.
What if it was Chi Zhaoyi's inexplicable inner voice that made His Majesty so tolerant?
Don't be ridiculous, no matter how special your Majesty's character is, it is impossible for His Majesty to be so indulgent.
Just like Qing Huai back then, he could be said to be a great Yong genius, and it was rumored that he could conquer the world, but he had the audacity to touch His Majesty's reverse scale, and Your Majesty still removed it mercilessly.
*
It was already late at night, the moon outside the window was as bright as day, and the silver light spread to the earth, while the candlelight in the hall flickered, illuminating the two people brightly and dimly, and Baoquan did not know when he retreated.
Only Chi Xia, who was still sleeping, and Jun Yan, who was lying on the desk reviewing the memorial, were left in the hall.
After putting down the last stroke and finishing, Jun Yan put aside the vermilion-stained brush in his hand.
He tilted his head and looked at Chi Xia.
Maybe her hands were sore from holding her head with one hand for too long. She was already lying on the low table with her head on her arms facing Jun Yan, sleeping soundly.
The soft flesh on the beautiful cheeks was squeezed together on the arms, and the red lips were pressed unconsciously.
The long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow on the eyelids. Maybe it was too warm in the palace. The skin on the face was pink and tender, and the sleeping face was picturesque. The delicate red lips were even more rosy under the candlelight.
His gaze slowly moved down, looking down at Chi Xia's lips, with an inexplicable expression, and his Adam's apple rolling up and down.
Jun Yan seemed to be bewitched, his slender white hands rested on the table.
He slowly approached Chi Xia, and the cold and handsome emperor approached Chi Xia's sleeping face.
The red lips were close at hand, Jun Yan's eyes were dark and deep, his joints were white from exertion, and his bulging veins were inexplicably sultry.
Just when he was about to kiss her, Jun Yan suddenly woke up, sat up straight and closed his eyes.
Shouldn't, shouldn't...
Jun Yan looked slightly cold, glanced at Chi Xia who was sleepy, and planned to get up and go to the soft couch to get the cloak on it.
At this moment, Chi Xia, who was sleeping on the edge of the low table, slipped his head and hit Jun Yan's thigh.
Jun Yan's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his body completely froze.
The light body fragrance of her body seemed to suddenly amplify around him, and her scent was everywhere in his breath.
The steady stream of heat on Chi Xia's soft cheeks spread to his thighs through the fabric, and then poured into his heart from his thighs.
Jun Yan lowered her eyes uncomfortably, her broken hair scattered messily on her face, and her hair rose and fell with her exhalation.
He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and carefully hooked her hair behind her ears.
Chi Xia slowly opened her eyes and looked at Jun Yan with confusion.
She was still lying on Jun Yan's lap, not yet aware of her current state, staring directly at him.
After a while, he raised his hand and touched the side of his face, smiling silly and mumbling.
"How come I can still dream about the tyrant in my dream?"
Chi Xia's sweet and soft voice was in her mouth, her eyebrows were confused and cute.
Delicate and squeamish.
So good, Jun Yan sighed.
Chi Xia had a dream.
She dreamed that the tyrant gave her a lot of gold and found ten beautiful men for her, calling it compensation.
Chi Xia smiled even more stupidly when she thought of that scene.
Jun Yan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he ignored the word "tyrant" she shouted out. His voice was slightly hoarse and low, "Aren't you going to get up?"
"Eh?"
Chi Xia's appearance was beautiful and charming, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
Then she hugged Jun Yan's waist with her eyes closed, and arched into his arms, complaining, "I can't afford it, why did you still order me like this in my dream?"
[Hmph, it’s still like this in my dream. 】
She put her head in Jun Yan's arms, smelled the faint ambergris on his body, and wanted to fall asleep again.
[Sure enough, everyone in the world likes beauty fragrance. I am also a layperson, so I like it too, hehehe. 】
Sure enough, in the dream, even the tyrant could make her do whatever he wanted.
Chi Xia's slender arms wrapped around Jun Yan's lean waist, and his whole body stiffened.
The warm breath of the girl in his arms sprayed gently and slowly on his body, making his whole body feel inexplicably hot.
Jun Yan held Chi Xia's shoulders weakly, not daring to touch her at all, and he didn't dare to put his red earlobes and eyes on her body.
His brows suddenly frowned slightly, and his thin lips pursed slightly, feeling a little displeased.
I say I like her, but looking at this, it is clear that this woman likes me!
Otherwise, why would you throw yourself into my arms?
She slept on his lap without being shy, and happily buried herself in his arms.
If he hadn't kept Chi Xia still useful, he would have been dragged down and chopped down long ago.
Jun Yan hummed, as if he had caught something against her.
At this moment, the little man in his arms suddenly muttered in a low voice.
"What are you doing? I'm a little cold. Why don't you warm me up? You can't be so stingy."
With a cold face, Xu Xu's hand on Chi Xia's shoulder slowly tightened, thinking in his heart.
Since this woman looks so cold, it doesn't hurt to give her a hug for a while.
This is completely ignoring what he just said.
Typical of being upright in speech and body.
"His Majesty."
At this moment, Baoquan suddenly came in, and when he looked up, he saw the two of them hugging each other.
He quickly closed his eyes and retreated, saying, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything."
Chi Xia was frightened by Baoquan's voice, and the scene in her dream suddenly disappeared.
She opened her eyes blankly and looked up into Jun Yan's dark and cold eyes. Her eyes suddenly became clear.
Chi Xia: "!!!"
【What a fool! ! Why am I in the arms of a tyrant again! ! 】
Chi Xia pretended to be dumbfounded: "What...what's wrong?"
What's wrong?
What did you say?
Jun Yan opened his eyes and looked at Chi Xia still holding her, with a strange tone: "Shouldn't you ask yourself what's wrong?"
Chi Xia followed his gaze, retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted, and immediately sat up straight, smiling awkwardly.
