Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Ning Yu's cheeks were red, and her bright eyes were sparkling.

Chu Ye raised his hand to cover Ning Yu's eyes and said softly: "Yu'er, don't think of me as a teacher like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and hurt you."

Chu Ye's voice was deep and hoarse, and Ning Yu couldn't help but dye her ears red.

Chu Ye sighed and hugged Ning Yu tightly in his arms: "I know you are very surprised, but as time goes by, it becomes harder for me to rely on myself."

He raised Ning Yu's face and stared into Ning Yu's eyes: "How about Yu'er giving me a chance?"

Ning Yu looked at Chu Ye's serious face and reddish ears, and couldn't help but wonder: "Master, is he serious?!"

Chu Ye held Ning Yu's hand and slowly placed it on his chest: "Yu'er feels it for herself."

The elastic chest muscles under his hands were beating powerfully, instigating Ning Yu's sensitive nerves.

She had already heard it clearly, but she always thought that the fast flowing blood was caused by the medicine that night and was not mixed with personal emotions.

He had never thought that the throbbing in Chu Ye's chest was all caused by him.

She was momentarily confused.

Chu Ye saw the panic in Ning Yu's eyes and hurriedly stroked her back gently.

"Yu'er, don't worry, my teacher is waiting for you."

Just waiting for you.

Under the comfort of Chu Ye's big palm, Ning Yu's rapidly beating heart finally calmed down.

The candle beside the table exploded twice, and then slowly extinguished.

In the darkness, Chu Ye moved his hands reluctantly, kissed Ning Yu's lips again, and slowly said in her ear: "Yu'er, go to bed early, I will go back soon."

Ning Yu nodded gently.

Chu Ye kissed her cheek again before letting go of Ning Yu and returned to Qingsong Garden.

Taohong held a lantern and wandered around the yard for enough time before returning to her room.

Seeing that the lights in Ning Yu's room were turned off, she carefully closed the window with a lantern, and then quietly retreated out.

After the door was closed, Ning Yu, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes. Chu Ye's familiar breath was on her nose, and Chu Ye's emotional and hoarse voice was still in her ears.

Ning Yu rolled a few times, and then a few more times.

She covered her head and face with the quilt and whispered quietly: "Who can withstand this?"

That night, the two of them were in the same house. In two adjacent courtyards, there were two people who were also tossing and turning.

Early on the next morning, Chu Ye entered the palace neatly dressed and with a sword on his belt.

The courtiers were all shocked when they saw Chu Ye entering the palace with his sword.

Yesterday I heard that the palace issued two imperial edicts one after another to deal with the Queen Mother and Chen Yushi.

Everyone's eyes wandered on Chu Ye's sword, and then quietly slid to Shen Lance, who was standing straight aside.

Everyone heard that the prince fainted in front of the Yangxin Hall yesterday, but hadn't the emperor always been optimistic about the fifth prince?

Now that the prince has lost power, why did he suddenly allow Chu Ye to wear the sword in the palace? !

Chunying shook the dust and went up to the hall. He looked at the dark crowd under the stage and cleared his throat: "All ministers accept the order."

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"By God's blessing, the emperor issued an edict. Since I came to the throne in the first year of Tiansheng, I have devoted myself to strengthening my family and the country, and adhering to filial piety to govern the country. However, I have been feeling very unwell recently and it is not suitable to go to court. I have specially appointed Prime Minister Chu Ye as the supervisor of the country. I have given Shang Fang the sword. He can wear a sword and walk around the palace. I will make a decision after I am healthy. I admire this!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Chunying handed the imperial edict to Chu Ye, then slowly shook the fly whisk, and slowly looked at everyone: "Everyone, is there anything else you can do?"

All the courtiers were secretly shocked, and they all raised their hands: "Nothing."

Chu Ye said calmly: "Since everyone has nothing to do, please disperse."

Everyone resigned.

Chunying watched everyone walking away quickly in small groups, and sighed softly: Hey, someone will be unable to sleep again tonight.

Shen Lance stood under Chunying with a pale face, bowed and said, "Is your father's health feeling better now?"

Chunying smiled and replied: "In reply to the prince, the emperor looks good today. He also had some porridge and side dishes for breakfast."

Shen Lance seemed to be relieved and said: "That's good, Grandpa, if something happened to the Chen family, I wouldn't be able to go to my father and make him unhappy, so I had to ask the chief manager."

Chunying smiled and said: "The prince is interested."

Shen Lance bowed humbly to the two of them and then slowly withdrew.

The moment he turned around, the humility in Shen Lance's eyes instantly receded, followed by coldness.

Xiao Huangmen, who was accompanying him, looked up inadvertently and saw Prince Rong with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely cold. He was so frightened that he knelt down tremblingly.

"This servant respectfully sends Prince Rong out of the palace."

Shen Lance glanced lightly at the palace servants who were kneeling and bowing their heads, and the smile on his face became even bigger: sooner or later, I will ask all of you to shout "long live my emperor."

Chu Ye followed Chunying into the Yangxin Hall.

Shen Yuanchang looked at Chu Ye with a smile and said, "I see that the sunshine has been very good these days. Why don't you invite your little apprentice to come into the palace to have a look with me?"

Chu Ye took off his sword, put it on the table, and sat down slowly: "Yu'er hasn't entered the palace yet. I'll ask her when I go back, and I'll get back to you."

Shen Yuanchang looked at Chu Ye's raised lips and couldn't help but look at Chunying.

Shen Yuanchang had a smile in his eyes and slowly said to Chunying:

"The way he looks reminds me of Zhenting when he was young. He was just like him. He couldn't help but smile when he mentioned his wife."

Chu Ye paused and said, "If your Majesty has nothing to do, I'll leave first."

Shen Yuanchang raised his finger and pointed at Chu Ye's figure, and said slowly: "Look, he is exactly the same as his father, and he doesn't let anyone tell him at all."

Chu Ye saluted Shen Yuanchang and quickly retreated.

Shen Yuanchang looked at Shang Fang's sword on the table and coughed anxiously: "Ye'er, your sword."

Chunying hurriedly held it with both hands and chased after it.

Chu Ye walked quickly towards the palace gate, while Chunying dragged her fat body and held her sword high, chasing him all the way to the palace gate.

Bai Shu watched Chunying holding his master's sword and chasing after him, and hurriedly pouted at Chu Ye: "Master."

Chu Ye looked back and saw Chunying holding the sword out of breath and chasing after him. He took it with a smile: "Thank you, Chief Chunying."

"Chu, Mr. Chu, you're welcome."

Chu Ye said: "In this case, I will go back to my house."

Chunying leaned on her knees and waved her hand: "Zhajia, no, I won't send you off."

Chu Ye entered the carriage with a smile.

Bai Shu drove the car far away, and when he could no longer see Chunying's fat figure, he turned around and asked, "Master, which mansion are you going to?"

Chu Ye's smile deepened when he heard this: "When did you learn to speak glibly?"

Bai Zhu scratched his head and didn't dare to tell the Duke's house that day that you would go home, so he could only giggle and not answer.

Chu Ye thought for a long time and said softly: "Go back to the Duke's mansion."