I have a poisonous snake

Chapter 248
"Why did your Majesty say this?"

The national teacher lowered his eyelashes and didn't look at her.

Your Majesty can say some things, but they, who are courtiers, cannot answer them.

"The national teacher has the ability to reach the sky, how about treating this disease for me?"

"I don't dare, Your Majesty should ask the imperial doctor."

He suddenly stood up and said, "I'll take my leave."

go?
Are you allowed to leave?

"stop."

As soon as the national teacher stepped out of the pavilion, the man's voice came from behind him. He paused for a moment, then pretended he didn't hear it, and walked away without stopping.

Ye Baimian watched him leave and rubbed his head.

I feel that this time it's more difficult to flirt with another man as a man?
Seeing the national teacher leave, Jin Yu and Ying Yue came back, looked at His Majesty's face, and asked cautiously:

"Your Majesty, do you want to return to the palace?"

"Go back."

She stood up and flicked the sleeves that were in the way.

"Your Majesty, why do you want to punish the Prime Minister today?"

Yingyue held back for a long time along the way, and now she finally couldn't help asking.

Jinyu pushed her lightly, motioning her to shut up.

"The prime minister has always been upright in his work. His majesty's punishment will probably cause the prime minister's disciples and friends to complain to his majesty."

Ying Yue sighed.

"I have my own reasons, and you will know them later."

Seeing Yingyue frowning with worry, Ye Baimian gave an inscrutable smile.

Is the prime minister high-spirited?

I don't believe it.

Back in the palace, although the morning court was avoided, there were a lot of memorials piled up on the case table to be reviewed.

Ye Baimian suddenly felt a headache.

This memorial is almost half as tall as her, when will I see it?It's not easy being an emperor...

She suddenly thought of the imperial master who was free to chat with the harem, and summoned Ying Yue with a smile.

"Yingyue, go and ask the national teacher to come over."

"Yes, I'm going to invite the Master of the National Teacher."

Ying Yue accepted the order and retreated. Jin Yu came over to polish the ink. After polishing, he saw his Majesty leaning on the Taishi chair next to him and falling asleep, with the corners of his mouth twitching.

Your Majesty didn't like to sleep so much before.

Jinyu wanted to wake up His Majesty, but thought that His Majesty would naturally wake up when the national teacher came later, so she gave up the idea of ​​waking His Majesty up.

Not long after, Ying Yue came back with the Imperial Master.

Jin Yu was just about to wake up His Majesty, but saw that the man on the Grand Master's chair had opened his eyes, and told Ying Yue and the other two:
"I want to discuss national affairs with the national teacher, you go out first, and you are not allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes."

Jin Yu Yingyue and the two walked out, one of them stood guarding the door with serious faces.

After the two maids retreated, Ye Baimian got up from the teacher's chair, went to the desk, picked up a pen, turned around and handed it to the national teacher.

"What is the meaning of this, Your Majesty?"

The national teacher looked at the pen in his hand, a little confused about what His Majesty was thinking.

He thought His Majesty was here to question Concubine Xiao, or find some excuse to punish him, just like the Prime Minister did yesterday.

But...why give him a pen?

"I think the national teacher seems to be a little free, so the national teacher will help me review the memorial."

Ye Baimian patted him on the shoulder, and sat back on the teacher's chair.

"His Majesty……"

"I'm sick, so I shouldn't be overworked, I'm going to trouble Master Guoshi."

She cut his request down the drain before he refused.

The handsome face of the Imperial Master was frozen, and he glanced at the person in purple robe lying on the Grand Master's chair.

There was no hint of joking in her eyes, and there was a smile on her face, as if she really wanted him to review the memorial.

As if to dominate the affairs of the world, in her eyes, it is just trouble.

The national teacher held the pen, pondered for a moment with downcast eyes, and sat behind the desk with a flick of his robe.

　Good evening, little ancestors, do you have a monthly pass emmm
　　
　
(End of this chapter)