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Chapter 109 Chang Ji Xiting Sunset, Intoxicated and No Return (24)

The man's brows and eyes are cold and compassionate, and his lowered eyes seem to pity everyone.

"Yes, but His Majesty has to agree to one condition."

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The moon gradually rises from the eastern sky, and the roofs of the scattered houses seem to be covered with frost and snow, and the rows of roof tiles are clearly identifiable.

The lights in the Qiankun Palace are still bright, the night wind howls lightly, and the night is like the wind blowing bamboo, swaying and swaying.

When the moon has disappeared, the candles still flicker.

Xiao Fuzi had already looked at the young emperor who was writing furiously on the desk, and stepped forward to persuade him: "Your Majesty, it's late at night, go to bed first, and be careful not to burn the dragon's body."

The young emperor, who had never liked to study, looked up as if he had changed his nature, "I am not tired, you can go down and rest."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again, it seemed that he was going to write all night.

How could Xiao Fuzi leave the emperor here alone, with no one around to serve him.

Seeing that it was useless to persuade him a few times, the stubborn energy in the emperor came again, so he had no choice but to stay by the emperor's side, grinding ink and serving him.

The night was very long, and little Fuzi couldn't resist taking a nap. His head drooped down, and he woke up suddenly. Reflexively, he looked over and saw that the emperor was still writing.

The faintly lit candlelight reflected on that pale and sickly face, which was so beautiful that it was not like ordinary people.

Xiao Fuzi was dumbfounded.
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In addition to loving study, the emperor would often be alone in a daze.

Although the emperor had no expression on his face, Xiao Fuzi had been in the deep palace for several years, and he knew how to look at people the most.

He could feel the Emperor's sullenness.

Xiao Fuzi even ran to the garden to catch a cricket, and the emperor didn't have the energy to play with it.

"Your Majesty." Xiao Fuzi asked casually, "Is there something bothering you?"

Yan Ran propped her chin with both hands, her slender and thick eyelashes drooped down, "...I made Brother Xiaoyu angry."

Xiao Fuzi paused for a moment, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the regent was just teasing the emperor as a pet. When he remembered, he would come over to tease him when he was in a good mood, and watched a generation of emperors behave like a cat or a dog in front of him. , When you are in a bad mood, you will regard the other party as air, as garbage, and you will not even look at it, malicious and cruel.

But only this simple and stupid emperor took it seriously.

It's just plain silly.

Xiao Fuzi understands everything, but he can't say anything.

"Then what does Your Majesty want?" Xiao Fuzi's voice was soft and full of patience, as if communicating with a child.

Yan Ran said, "I want to see him."

"This..." Xiao Fuzi's tone suddenly became embarrassed and hesitant.

Yan Ran looked over, those beautiful eyes saw that no one could refuse, not to mention the emperor asked cautiously, "Is it not possible?"

The other party is the emperor who is under one person and above ten thousand people, but he still needs to get a request from him, a little eunuch. For a while, Xiao Fuzi was a little hard to say, and he just felt sour on the tip of his nose.

Xiao Fuzi choked up the words that were stuck in his throat, and after a while, he smiled, "Of course, His Majesty can do whatever he wants."

The young emperor's eyebrows and eyes were bent into the shape of a crescent moon, and the red mole on the tip of his nose was green and attractive, with a childlike innocence.

She took Xiao Fuzi's hand, shook it lightly twice, and said softly, "Xiao Fuzi, you are so kind."

Xiao Fuzi's heart skipped a beat, his ears turned red, and he didn't even dare to look into the other person's eyes.
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In the imperial court, it is said that it is the words of the regent, and it is true.

However, there are still some unyielding and feudal imperial sects who report their memorials every day, and more than half of them are alluding to the regent, scolding him for his wolf ambition and cruelty.

Ye Yu just thought it was funny, those old men couldn't make a fart in front of him, but in this memorial, they can write and speak well.

The memorial was thrown aside, Ye Yu propped his forehead, his tensed jaw showed a bit of irritability.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard a movement, but there was no movement, and he still supported his forehead.

The light footsteps came to his side like a kitten, and a familiar fragrance wafted from the tip of his nose.

Rich and green, clear and shallow, if there is nothing, it is particularly captivating.

Then, two hands carefully pressed his temples.

Ye Yu's fingers curled up a bit, resisting the urge to shake them off, suppressing the body's conditioned reflex.

The fingertips of that hand were soft, as if they had been pampered since childhood, as warm and cool as white jade.

The strength is also mastered very well, alleviating the fatigue accumulated between his brows, as if it all dissipated with the sourness.

He slowly closed his eyes, and leaned his weight back. The aroma became stronger, and it was also mixed with some ambergris.

This is the first time Ye Yu has relaxed so completely, without any calculations or precautions.

Yan Ran's hands were sore from rubbing, but the man still didn't respond at all, and he didn't even turn around or ask a question.

In this way, Yan Ran wondered if the man had fallen asleep.

She let go of her hand, came to the man, and bent over to see if he was asleep.

And as soon as he looked down, he met the man's gaze.

He pierced Yan Ran with that cold gaze without any emotion, just like the intimate and beautiful past events and dreams between the two of them a few days ago.

The light in Yan Ran's eyes seemed to be frostbitten by the man's attitude.

She bit her lip, and said submissively, "Brother Xiaoyu...I am here to apologize."

Yan Ran took Ye Yu's hand, leaned forward, leaned over and rubbed his face relyingly: "If you don't want to look for it, I won't force you. Don't ignore me, okay?"

Like a baby, her cheeks are soft and white.

Ye Yu's brain went blank, he felt numb, his brows were furrowed, and he said in a stiff tone, "What is your majesty doing? How decent is this?"

Yan Ran didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions, and upon hearing this, he was even more unwilling to leave, with faint redness at the end of his eyes, looking at him with an unconscious and seductive look.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I really know I was wrong..."

Ye Yu looked down at her, looking at her misty eyes, feeling helpless and uneasy, and sighed: "Your Majesty, you are right."

Yan Ran blinked, took his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Then are you still angry with me?"

Ye Yu's Adam's apple rolled, and he didn't say anything if he didn't get angry with you.

"How dare the minister." He said, although he didn't care about it at all, what else would he not dare to do?

Yan Ran's eyes lit up, and his longing was vented into a sentence.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I miss you so much."

Ye Yu pursed his lips and pinched her face, neither cold nor indifferent: "Slick tongue."

Yan Ran looked serious, afraid that the man would not believe it, "I'm telling the truth."

Ye Yu was delighted by these words, but he didn't show it on his face, and said with a smile in his tone: "Little liar."

"No." Yan Ran couldn't help kissing him on the side of the cheek, "I like Brother Xiaoyu the most."

　There's another chapter coming later

　　
　
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