"I forgive you for your innocence." Yu Wenjie squinted his eyes and said, "You change."
With a slight shiver, Hua Chun's eyes widened, and he touched his body subconsciously, shit, there is no recorder! Even if she said this on the spur of the moment when she was drunk, she should record it, so that it can be used as a lifeline!
Sighing, she said: "Your Majesty, let's go to bed early. This humble minister is a man and cannot become a woman."
Even if the emperor asked her to change, she wasn't so stupid. Would it be better if she changed? If it's true, then this master won't remember anything when he wakes up, and if he refuses to admit it, it must be the Hua family who has been ransacked. Hua Jinghua's identity has been concealed for twenty years, and it will definitely not be so easy to reveal.
"You don't look like a man at all." The emperor muttered, stretched out his hand to pinch the back of her neck, pulled her away, and said with lowered eyes, "You are so delicate and tender."
Falling into his arms unexpectedly, Hua Chun was startled, trying to struggle, but was pressed tightly.
"emperor!"
"Well, I'm here." Yu Wenjie's eyes were full of crystal light, he looked at her and said, "Don't move, I have a question, I've wanted to ask it for a long time."
Hua Chun felt inexplicably nervous, and stared at him with wide eyes: "What's the problem?"
"Why is your clothes always so deep? It covers your neck." As he said, he reached out to her neckline: "I really want to tear it apart."
"..."
help! Play hooligans!
Hua Chun tightly clutched her clothes, frowned and looked at the person in front of her: "Your Majesty, even though I should obey your will, it doesn't mean you can eat tofu so openly! Men and women can't kiss each other!"
"What nonsense are you talking about again?" Yu Wenjie frowned, and reached out to suppress her waving hands tightly: "Don't move."
How can this Nima not move? Seeing his hand stretched out like this, Hua Chun started to grind his teeth and prepare to bite. The emperor was so cold when he was sober, why did he look like a bull in heat when he was drunk
Surrounded by the mellow aroma of wine, Hua Chun's face turned red.
Yu Wenjie probably expected that she would bite, so he simply stretched out his legs and pressed her legs, one hand held down her two hands, and the other directly pinched her chin, forcing her to expose her neck .
There are faint veins on her fair neck.
Hua Chun panicked, she suddenly realized why Hua Jinghua always wears a high collar.
Because she doesn't have an Adam's apple!
At this moment, there is no room for her to resist, Yu Wenjie's hand has already landed on her smooth throat.
Ruined.
Hua Chun felt his eyes go dark, and wanted to just pass out. What reason should I use now? Is it possible to say that there is a strange disease, so there is no Adam's apple? It sounds like nonsense, okay
The atmosphere became tense, and she was no different from a duck that was choked by someone waiting to be slaughtered in the vegetable market, her eyes were motionless.
The palace leaked sand quietly, and after a long time, the emperor finally spoke:
"I'm a little sleepy."
What? Hua Chun was taken aback, then turned to look at him blankly.
The pressure on her hands and legs disappeared in an instant. She stood up, and the emperor also stood up, and said unsteadily, "Help me to the bed."
"… yes."
Are you too drunk? She looked at this person carefully, she must have lost her mind, so she didn't realize that she didn't have an Adam's apple!
Really Amitabha God bless!
As soon as he touched the bed, Yu Wenjie closed his eyes.
"Your Majesty, the minister will retire first, huh?" Hua Chun whispered.
The emperor didn't respond, as if he was fast asleep.
Relieved, Huachun ran out! Without looking back, he rushed out of the palace all the way.
This feeling of surviving after a catastrophe is so exciting, she never wants to have a next time! It's time to wear scarves tomorrow, anyway, the weather has started to turn cold, it's time to create a fashion scarf storm in this dynasty!
There was no movement outside, and Yu Wenjie on the bed opened his eyes, which were still drunk, but also 70% sober.
He touched his Adam's apple, his eyes deep.
When Hua Chun returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, his face was still a little pale.
"What's the matter?" Qing Ling quickly handed her the handkerchief: "Why did you run in such a hurry?"
"It's all right." Lie on the soft couch and took a few breaths, Hua Chun said, "I'm just a little afraid of the dark."
Qing Niao frowned, and suddenly leaned over to look at her.
"What?" Hua Chun was taken aback.
"It's nothing, master should rest more." With a slight smile, Qing Niao said: "The bed has been made."
"Oh, good." Hua Chun nodded, touched his chest that he still couldn't get rid of, sighed, and got on the bed.
Then came the constant nightmare.
I don't know if the story Qing Ling told her last time was so impressive to her. In her dream, she saw the execution ground. Some people's heads flew high, and some people watched with numb expressions, hands behind their backs. The scene Very bloody.
Then the scene changed, and it was Yu Wenjie touching her neck and looking down at her.
"You are a woman."
Hua Chun shook her head in astonishment, but felt that the hands were getting tighter and tighter, pinching her eyes white and her face turning purple.
"don't want!"
Waking up with a growl, she stroked her neck.
Fortunately, fortunately, it was just a dream, probably because the thing in her chest was too tight, making her unable to breathe, that's why she had such a dream. How could Yu Wenjie want to strangle her so cruelly
If she wants to die, she will be pinched by others.
"Master?" Qing Ling was also woken up by her, and looked at her worriedly. It was still midnight outside.
"I'd better go to the side hall to sleep by myself." Hua Chun looked at her guiltily: "I'm prone to nightmares when I sleep like this."
Slightly frowning, Qing Ling thought for a while, but still only nodded: "Master, go and sleep well."
"En." Patting her on the shoulder, Hua Chun hugged his pillow and went to the side hall.
"My lord." Zhan Shui leaned close to Prince Xi's ear, and whispered, "Everything that needs to be investigated has been found, and all the relevant matters of Prime Minister Hua are in this booklet."
"Yeah." Yu Wenxi reached out to take it, and looked at it.
The booklet states Hua Jinghua's life, he has never done a single wrong thing since he was a child, he behaves well and honestly, he has never even been to a brothel.
After closing the booklet, Yu Wenxi looked at Zhan Shui with displeasure: "Are you an investigator, or a carol writer?"
"My lord Mingjian, the result of the investigation is just like this, the lowly position is not exaggerated at all." Zhan Shui said: "Prime Minister Hua has offended so many people in the court, but he is still alive until now. This is probably the reason."
No one will catch any mistakes or omissions. Naturally, no one can do anything about him.
"Is there nothing wrong?" After knocking on the booklet, Prince Xi said, "Is it plausible for a man in his twenties who doesn't go to brothels, doesn't accept houses, and just recently married his wife?" ?”
Zhan Shui was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Prime Minister Hua is a bit strange when it comes to women. The people below came back to report that he often lives apart from the prime minister's wife at night, and occasionally sleeps in the same room, but he has never heard any movement."
why is that? Prince Xi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested: "Tomorrow, when you are free, invite Prime Minister Hua to Boyang Palace for me."
"Yes." Zhan Shui agreed.
After taking off the corset, Hua Chun slept soundly all night and never had any nightmares, and went to court the next day in good spirits.
However, the emperor was late for the first time.
"What's going on?" Gong Yuhou stood behind her and asked in a low voice, "Where did the emperor go?"
"How do I know, I went back home yesterday." Hua Chun answered him in a low voice: "But the emperor was drunk yesterday, and he was not lightly drunk, so he should be late today."
Drunk? He Chang'an was a little surprised. How could Yu Wenjie, who has always been self-reliant, suddenly get drunk? What's even more strange is that they didn't call him when they were drinking
"The emperor has a decree. The court will be canceled this morning. Those who have important matters will go to Zichen Hall to report. Those who have papers can submit papers directly. Hereby." A eunuch shouted above, shaking his whisk.
The officials were in an uproar, discussing what happened. He Changan pulled Huachun's sleeve and motioned him to go to Zichen Hall.
Hua Chun nodded and followed him out.
"Prime Minister Hua."
As soon as they stepped out of the Xuanzheng Hall, a guard blocked their way. Hua Chun looked up and looked at him blankly: "You are?"
"The humble job is Prince Xi's personal bodyguard, Zhan Shui." Zhan Shui cupped his hands and said, "By the order of the prince, the Prime Minister is invited to go to Boyang Palace for a briefing."
He Chang'an raised his eyebrows, subconsciously leaned sideways in front of Hua Chun, looked at him and said, "Courtiers are not allowed to judge the prince as they please, this is the rule in the palace, doesn't your lord know?"
Zhan Shui was stunned for a moment, and said: "I don't know about the humble position, the humble position is just here to invite you, please don't make things difficult for Master Hou."
"Benhou doesn't like to make things difficult for others." He Chang'an smiled: "But don't make things difficult for the prime minister, if the emperor finds out about this, the prime minister will be a man inside and out."
When an important minister goes to see the prince, it will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the emperor, so he will not trust the courtier. What good intentions can Prince Xi invite Hua Jinghua to go
Zhan Shui bowed in embarrassment, not knowing what to do for a while.
"It seems that if you want to invite Prime Minister Hua, you must come in person." Yu Wenxi's voice floated from behind, with a bit of a joke: "Master Hou protects Prime Minister, and he really protects him very tightly."
Hua Chun paused, turned around and saluted: "Prince Xi."
He Chang'an also had to salute: "My lord."
"Don't be so nervous." Walking slowly in front of them, Yu Wenxi looked at Hua Chun kindly and said: "This king just wants to talk to the prime minister, it's too tiring to stand here, why not move to Boyang palace?"
He Changan frowned: "The ministers are about to go to the Zichen Hall. If the prince has something to say, it's the same to sit and talk in the Zichen Hall."
Prince Xi glanced at him with a smile on his face, and Zhan Shui next to him immediately stepped forward to block He Changan.
"Let's go." As if he didn't hear He Changan's words, Yu Wenxi reached out and grabbed Hua Chun's arm.
"Since the prince is so kind, it's hard for me to refuse." Hua Chun smiled, and looked back at He Changan: "Master Hou, go to Zichen Palace first, I will talk to the prince and come back later."
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