Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Ye Tang looked at Han Jin quietly, her breathing was a little disturbed, but she didn't speak.

Angry in Han Jin's heart, he squeezed the girdle tightly in his hands, and slapped Ye Tang several times without letting go.

It wasn't until Han Jin saw a swollen red mark on Ye Tang's waist that he pulled out that he calmed down a little.

"Tsk." Han Jin sneered: "The state teacher looks really pleasing to the eye."

"As long as His Majesty likes it." Ye Tang's voice was hoarse.

Han Jin frowned, and when he looked up at Ye Tang, he found that he was still smiling.

Han Jin couldn't help feeling even more depressed.

"Put it on for me." Han Jin snorted coldly.

Ye Tang propped himself up from the bed, stretched out his hands to straighten Han Jin's robes, fastened his girdle again, even the sleeves and robes were meticulously arranged, and then helped him put on his shoes and socks.

"Thank you." Han Jin stretched out his hand and patted Ye Tang's face: "I'll pamper you again tonight, and I'll take off and wait for me when the time comes."

"...Understood." Ye Tang replied lightly.

Han Jin glanced at Ye Tang in disgust, got up and left without looking at Ye Tang again.

Ye Tang, on the other hand, took a long time to relax before going to take a bath to clean himself up.

After taking a bath, Ye Tang put on a moon-white robe again, tied up his hair, and looked elegant and cool again, without any signs of exhaustion when he was humiliated by Han Jin on the bed.

For the next two days, everything was as usual, probably due to the busy government affairs recently, Han Jin didn't come to make things difficult for him.

Ye Tang didn't have to deal with those state affairs recently, so he was naturally much more relaxed. He just took advantage of these two days to clean up the weeds in the yard.

It was almost evening, Ye Tang was still reading a book.

There are not many books in Yanqing Palace, and Han Jin basically took them away, leaving only a few books that he has read countless times.

Han Jin wanted to take away all his hobbies.

Thinking of this, the corners of Ye Tang's mouth twitched, and a sarcastic smile appeared.

At this time, Eunuch Li said respectfully outside: "Master, are you there?"

"Well, come in." Ye Tang raised his eyes, looked at the figure outside the door, and responded.

Eunuch Li hurriedly agreed, and pushed open the door, holding a small wooden box in his hand.

"Master of the State, Your Majesty asked the servant to pass this on to you. I wanted to send it yesterday..." Eunuch Li said in a low voice.

Ye Tang's gaze fell firmly on the wooden box, and after a long time, he smiled faintly.

Eunuch Li naturally doesn't know what's in it, but he knows it very well.

Those were the ashes of his parents, and Han Jin promised to give him the ashes.

Ye Tang's heart suddenly felt cold, and he had a severe headache.

"Give it to me." Ye Tang stood up and took the wooden box.

Eunuch Li handed out the wooden box in his hand, while hesitatingly said: "My lord, Your Majesty is approving the memorial in the imperial study, probably encountered some troubles, and is getting angry right now..."

At times like this in the past, it only took Ye Tang to say a few words, and Han Jin's anger disappeared.

"Well, it's none of my business to make him angry." Ye Tang said softly.

Eunuch Li was stunned for a moment.

Then, Ye Tang placed the wooden box in the high hall of Yanqing Palace, offering it high.

Eunuch Li watched Ye Tang put the wooden box in this position, and couldn't help being stunned.

Before he could ask, Ye Tang knelt down in front of the wooden box and bowed his head.

Ye Tang had already knelt down, Eunuch Li was in the same room with him, how could he dare to stand, he quickly knelt down as well, lying lower than Ye Tang.

Ye Tang kowtowed three times in a row, then knelt down quietly, his eyes drooped slightly, and there was a turbulent undercurrent in his eyes, there were too many unspeakable emotions in them.

Father, mother, I'm afraid Tang'er will not be able to do what I promised you.

But Tang'er will definitely avenge you.

Ye Tang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he kowtowed slowly again.

Then, Ye Tang slowly straightened his upper body, turned his head slightly, and looked at Eunuch Li who was still lying on the ground behind him, his eyes were slightly cold.

"Still leaving?" Ye Tang's voice was calm, but his eyes were extremely cold, like ice that had been frozen for thousands of years.

This was the first time Eunuch Li saw Ye Tang's sharp and cold gaze, like a sharp knife, piercing straight into his body, making him shiver all over.

Eunuch Li trembled with fright: "My lord..."

The Ye Tang in front of him was too strange, he was completely different from the gentle and refined national teacher in the past.

Ye Tang got up slowly, and looked away lightly.

"Master of the State, please go and see Your Majesty." Eunuch Li swallowed, but still bit the bullet and made a sound.

He always felt that the look just now was his illusion.

"En." Ye Tang responded lightly.

After finishing speaking, Ye Tang straightened his front and walked out.

Eunuch Li quickly called him to stop: "My lord, the servant asked the imperial dining room to prepare the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge that His Majesty likes to drink, how about my lord..."

"Bring it." Ye Tang said quietly.

Eunuch Li responded quickly.

When Ye Tang came to the imperial study with sweet-scented osmanthus porridge, a memorial fell to his feet.

"A bunch of trash! You have to report this trivial matter to me. Everyone thinks that I have a lot of time!" Han Jin's irritable voice followed.

The maids serving Han Jin were startled, and they all knelt down, terrified: "Your Majesty, calm down."

Ye Tang slowly picked up the memorial, walked to Han Jin's side, and looked at the court lady kneeling beside him.

"Back off." Ye Tang said in a low voice, with an exceptionally gentle tone.

The few maids felt their frightened souls come back, and hurriedly got up from the ground.

As soon as he got up, Han Jin yelled angrily again: "Did I let you go? What is he, Ye Tang!"

The maids knelt back with a plop, their faces pale, and they dared not say a word, for fear of offending Han Jin.

If in the past, Ye Tang only needed to come over, without him saying anything, Han Jin's temper would be gone.

Today it seems to be even more angry.

The maids all lowered their heads, trembling with fear.

Ye Tang looked away lightly, and put the bowl of osmanthus porridge in his hand on the table: "Eat some osmanthus porridge when you are tired of batching, don't be impetuous."

Han Jin irritatedly threw the memorial in his hand aside.

"Is the national teacher teaching me a lesson?" Han Jin snorted lightly.

"Don't dare." Ye Tang said lightly: "Your Majesty, don't spread your anger on others, let them retreat first."

Han Jin clicked his tongue, glanced irritably at the court lady kneeling on the ground, and said impatiently: "Everyone get out."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly got up and retreated.

After everyone retreated, Han Jin looked at Ye Tang coldly: "What are you doing here?"