"It's just some trivial matters of the Ministry of Punishment. Why are you so angry?"
The young man's pleasant voice is like pearls and jade, with a low magnetic and clear texture, like clear and clean spring water, which can calm people's hearts when they listen to it.
With that said, Shen Qingjue stepped up and walked behind Chu Yanhuan.
Chu Yanhuan: "?"
He put the memorial in his hand on the table, then stretched out his slender white hand, and gently touched the girl's temple.
These hands are very beautiful, as delicate as a work of art, with slender knuckles, porcelain white as delicate as jade, and neatly trimmed nails.
The young man lowered his delicate eyebrows and said softly: "I have been dealing with the memorial for so many days, you should be very tired, I will press it for you."
Chu Yanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then said "Thank you" in a low voice.
The young man's slightly cool fingertips touched the skin lightly, bringing a little shudder, and the force was just right.
Chu Yanhuan slightly closed her eyes, her long and curled eyelashes were thick and beautiful, and the faint blue color under her eyelids symbolized her exhaustion.
She almost fell asleep.
Shen Qingjue looked at Chu Yanhuan quietly, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes sank slightly, and a little bit of worry emerged.
Since the death of the first emperor.
Her temperament has changed quite a bit, and she no longer has the naive escape she had before.
His temperament became calm day by day, and he became more and more like a king, but he also gradually became treacherous and moody.
He was really... worried.
After massaging Chu Yanhuan's temples for a while, she fell asleep directly, and then Shen Qingjue picked her up and put her on the soft couch beside her.
Put on sleeping incense.
Then cover her with a thin quilt and tuck in the corners of the quilt carefully.
Suddenly, the girl opened those beautiful dark eyes, and looked straight at the other party, her exquisite brows were full of guard and deep coldness.
Shen Qingjue paused her fair hands, opened her lips and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Seeing that it was him, the guard between Chu Yanhuan's eyebrows slowly faded, he squeezed the center of his brows with some headaches, and shook his head, "It's nothing."
Shen Qingjue smiled wryly, and he slowly bent down, knelt down in front of the other party, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and sighed softly: "I'm very sad that you look like this."
Chu Yanhuan's eyes trembled, his bright red lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
The young man stretched out his hand to hold the girl's hand, and his slender and beautiful lips fell on the back of her hand, dropping a shallow kiss.
"My minister's wish in his life, may His Majesty live in peace and joy."
Inexplicable piety.
After a long time, Chu Yanhuan smiled slightly at the young man in front of him.
"Thank you for being willing to stay with me at this time."
The girl has curved eyebrows, bright eyes and white teeth.
Just like back then.
Suddenly, Chu Yanhuan chuckled, "I haven't seen you so polite before, what is your name, Your Majesty, please call me by my name."
Shen Qingjue was taken aback for a moment, the corners of her cherry red lips curled up slightly, and she said sweetly and softly, "Yan Huan."
…
Natural disasters always come unexpectedly.
The Weihe River was flooded, and the people along the Weihe River were exhausted all day long, and the spring rain kept falling. In recent days, officials from the Ministry of Industry have been controlling the water, but with little success.
Coupled with the fact that officials enriched their own pockets and embezzled disaster relief funds, it made the situation worse.
The most frightening thing is that a sudden plague spread quietly with the arrival of the flood.
All of a sudden, dead bodies littered the fields, the people were in dire straits, and the people complained a lot.
When the disaster situation was reported to Beijing, the empress was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.
…
In the Golden Luan Hall, when the emperor was angry, everyone bowed their heads.
The empress above the high position had stunning eyebrows and eyes as dark as water.
Those beautiful and exquisite eyes were sharp, even a little cruel.
"Why, everyone is dumb now, aren't they usually very eloquent?"
The officials looked at each other in blank dismay, each one as quiet as a chicken, and no one dared to be such an early bird.
"I don't raise you for nothing. If you can't help it, you all go home and farm!"