Hua Chun was taken aback for a moment, and slowly turned around to look back.
Yu Wenjie looked at her condescendingly, the expression in his eyes was not very clear, but the lines of his face were soft, and he said, "With your indecent sleeping position, you deserve a stiff neck."
His fever subsided, but his voice was still a little hoarse, and it sounded very sexy.
Shivering, Hua Chun carefully retracted his neck, for fear that he would break it if he exerted too much force.
"Is the emperor better?"
"Yeah." Lying back on the bed again, Yu Wenjie said, "I'm sick like a mountain, so I don't have to go to court today."
Is there any benefit to being sick? Hua Chun raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to touch the emperor's forehead. The temperature was moderate, and his complexion turned rosy, and he must have recovered a lot. In such a state, it is actually possible to go to court, but Yu Wenjie obviously wants to be lazy.
Spreading her hands, she asked: "Since you are on vacation today, can I go back and have a good sleep?"
"Just sleep here." Yu Wenjie looked at him with half-closed eyes: "After an hour of rest, you can read the booklet."
What? Hua Chun stared, why! She took care of him for so long and couldn't get a good sleep, so she just let her lie down and sleep for another hour? Do you want to watch the memorial later? There is no way to squeeze labor like this, she is not a machine!
The anger in his eyes instantly turned into grievance when he looked at the eyes of the king of God. If there was a tail behind him, Hua Chun would definitely shake faster than a windmill: "Your Majesty, lie here, I can't sleep well."
"Huh?" The emperor glanced at him unexpectedly, with some hesitation in his eyes: "Do you want to lie down and sleep?"
"I implore the emperor to give me grace, let me sleep well."
After saying this, Huachun felt that he was really miserable, and he had to ask for the grace of God even to sleep. This life was really difficult.
After thinking for a while, Yu Wenjie finally nodded: "Okay."
Hua Chun was overjoyed, and was about to thank En and go back to the side hall, when the emperor propped himself up and moved generously to the side to make room for her.
"...?"
"Only this time, next time is not an example." The emperor said with a serious face, and patted the empty seat, meaning: Come up.
The smile froze on his face, Hua Chun raised his head mechanically, looking at the emperor in front of him, he didn't know what to say about him.
Why so bold and unrestrained? ah? She is a minister, and he actually let her sleep on the dragon bed? If this got out, wouldn't she be chopped up and thrown out to be fed to the dogs by the queen mother in the name of bewitching the king
Shaking his head left and right, Hua Chun refused this kind of reckless behavior.
However, Yu Wenjie has always hated dawdling people the most, so he just reached out and picked him up, and pressed him next to him: "Don't think too much, the door is bolted, and no one will come in. I'm just watching For the sake of sworn brotherhood, let you have a good night's sleep."
The emperor, who always speaks little, did not hesitate to explain. Although he still had a dead face and a cold tone, Hua Chun felt a little blush just because of his actions.
Bed thump, is this it? A hand was pressed on her left hand, trapping her in his arms, which really made the girl's heart thump. This kind of overbearing and unreasonable, is simply the ancient version of a domineering president. He picked her up and threw her on the kingsize kang, and then he should say to her with an "evil" face: "Woman, can you run away?" It fell!"
Don't blame her for thinking too much, after all, everyone has this kind of hidden girlish heart, right
However, Yu Wenjie didn't follow the script, he just let go of her and threw some quilt over, and then lay down on his own, with his back to her, still looking very disgusted.
The girl's heart slammed into pieces, Hua Chun curled her lips. How did you say that sentence? Sure enough, the ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, idol dramas can not be staged everywhere, she should be a man honestly, and don't expect the emperor to say to her "Man, you can't escape!" Yes, thinking too much is a disease that needs to be cured.
I don't know what was laid under the dragon bed, it was just soft and hard, and it was warm, so it was very comfortable to sleep on. Hua Chun fell asleep not long after she closed her eyes.
Yu Wenjie couldn't fall asleep, so he turned around and looked at the person next to him.
He didn't take off his outer robe, the official uniform was wrinkled together, the collar was loosened, and his delicate collarbone could be seen at a glance. A strand of hair fell down on his forehead and swept over his straight sword eyebrows. It was less serious and more gentle. He reached out his hand almost subconsciously, trying to brush the hair away for him.
The Adam's apple moved slightly, and when his hand was about to touch him, the emperor reacted, his face darkened, his teeth were closed, and he finally got up, put on his clothes, and went to the table to read the brochure.
Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, Amitabha. He is a man, he is his courtier, not a concubine in the harem, so he is not to be played with. I am not broken sleeves, it is impossible to be interested in men.
Repeating these words over and over again, Yu Wenjie's heart was as heavy as a boulder, and he turned his head sadly and glanced out the empty window.
An hour later, Hua Chun was still sleeping soundly. Yu Wenjie changed his clothes, picked him up with the quilt, and handed him to the palace man outside: "Send the prime minister back to the side hall to rest, Eunuch Qin, put Fenghe palace."
Eunuch Qin was taken aback, and quickly sent someone to carry Prime Minister Hua away. Seeing the prime minister's sleep and the dragon quilt on his body, his heart was broken even more: "Your Majesty..."
Already... made a big mistake
"Why?" The emperor looked at him solemnly: "People are not ready yet?"
"Back to the emperor, the Fenghe Palace is ready." Eunuch Qin hurriedly said: "It's just that the slave is thinking, should I inform the Queen Mother first?"
Yu Wenjie pursed his lips: "No need, I'll go and have a look first."
Fenghe Palace is a palace that has been idle for a long time. According to legend, the former emperor used that palace to house male pets. Yu Wenjie felt that it was dirty, so no one used it.
But now, it is full of men of all kinds, handsome, mighty, handsome, and flirtatious.
When standing at the door, the emperor really didn't want to go in, every cell in his body was roaring, and his face turned livid.
This expression is exactly the same as when modern people are about to come out of the closet.
Eunuch Qin sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, the slaves are looking for clean people, please rest assured, Your Majesty."
Yu Wenjie looked at him for a long time as if he had eaten a fly, but finally closed his eyes and stepped in.
Since ancient times, no one has died!
Well, this poem is not very appropriate to use here, but it is very close to the emperor's mood.
More than thirty men knelt down towards him in unison, but they didn't say a word, and they didn't call my emperor long live.
Molestation, after all, is something that cannot be seen.
Facing the sunshine outside, the emperor was in a very complicated mood. He sat on the dragon throne and stared at these men in a daze.
When he met Hua Jinghua, he suspected that he had a tendency to cut off his sleeves. However, facing so many men of all kinds, he didn't have any special reaction, just as natural as seeing all the civil and military officials saluting in the court.
The emperor started to think about life, what happened to him recently? What do you want
There was a dead silence in Fenghe Palace, and the cold sweat on Eunuch Qin's forehead became more and more intense.
Naturally, everyone in the palace would know about such a big movement. If the emperor left after just one glance, he could still help to hide it. However, Yu Wenjie sat here for half an hour. Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't stop the news of Fenghe Palace from flying to every corner of the harem.
"What?!" The queen mother who heard the news jumped up, shaking with anger: "Fenghe Palace is really open?"
Concubine Hui nodded with snot and tears: "Don't tell me, there are too many people inside. I heard that Eunuch Qin sent someone to pick them up outside the palace. The emperor has stayed inside for an hour."
"What kind of talk is this!" The queen mother was furious: "Please invite the emperor to Ai's family, together with Eunuch Qin!"
"yes!"
Everyone in the harem felt that the sky was about to fall. A Concubine Shu who just came here was nothing, and the prime minister was always by the emperor's side, so that was nothing, but if more than thirty men came into the palace for no reason, then something big would happen. ! The war between women belongs to women. If men get involved, the concubines in the harem will be united like never before, and they will be united to the outside world.
Hua Chunzheng was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that the palace had turned upside down, until a little palace maid cried and rushed to her bed and shouted: "Prime Minister! Prime Minister! Go and save Eunuch Qin! Go and persuade him!" Advise the Queen Mother!"
The voice was like thunder, Hua Chun woke up immediately in fright, and looked at her blankly: "What is it?"
The little maid had no time to explain, she grabbed her and ran away.
Hua Chun tidied her clothes and hair all the way, and was brought into the Huiming Hall. As soon as she entered the front hall, she saw a person lying on the open space, and the palace guards on both sides held up the court sticks and beat them hard.
Seeing this scene, she felt that her butt was also hurting. It really empathizes with me, who is the one who got the court rod again
Leaning over to take a look, Hua Chun was startled.
"Eunuch Qin?"
There were a lot of elderly people who were bleeding from the corners of their mouths and were dying from the beating. Her heart tightened when she saw her, and she subconsciously shouted: "Stop!"
The palace people on both sides were startled and looked at her with their staffs raised.
"The prime minister is here?" The voice of the queen mother's lingering anger sounded from inside, and Aunt Yuejian pushed open the door and came out, signaling to Huachun to let her in.
What is the situation? Hua Chun walked in with small steps, and first stepped forward to salute: "My minister pays homage to the Queen Mother and the Emperor."
The queen mother's face was full of anger, and her whole face was frighteningly serious. Yu Wenjie sat next to him, frowning, and seemed to be angry, but he couldn't beat the Queen Mother.
"Prime Minister Hua, if you serve the emperor, you should correct the emperor's behavior and tell him what to do and what not to do." The queen mother opened her mouth in anger: "Now that things are like this, should you be punished as well?!"
Hua Chun cupped his hands, and said in a soft voice: "The Queen Mother calms down, I still don't know what happened."