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

Seeing Ye Tang's reaction, Han Jin relaxed his frown.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Ye Tang looked up at Han Jin, stood up and saluted.

Su Zixi, who fell on the ground, also quickly stood up and saluted Han Jin, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty."

Looking at Ye Tang's usual expression, Han Jin couldn't help wondering if he was wrong.

So he looked at Ye Tang tentatively, and then at Su Zixi.

"What were you doing just now?" Han Jin asked Ye Tang in a cold voice after being silent for a moment.

"I'm just teaching His Majesty how to behave. Doesn't Your Majesty feel distressed?" Ye Tang smiled lightly.

Han Jin frowned upon hearing this, and went to look at Su Zixi again.

Su Zixi didn't dare to look up at him, but just lowered his head with a submissive look.

"I just saw him..." Han Jin continued to speak with a cold face.

Halfway through the conversation, he felt that Su Zixi would not have the courage, so he changed his words again: "I saw you kissing him."

Hearing his words, before Ye Tang could speak, Su Zixi trembling lips wanted to speak: "Your Majesty, I..."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ye Tang kicked him directly.

The kick was not light, Su Zixi screamed in pain, and fell to the ground curled up.

"Why does Your Majesty think that I would like him?" Ye Tang chuckled, and slowly raised his eyes to look at Han Jin: "Besides, if His Majesty likes him, how dare I move."

Han Jin's face looked better now.

"It's not your turn to teach my people, I think it's time for the national teacher to teach me a lesson." Han Jin sneered.

Ye Tang just pursed his lips and smiled when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

"Is the national teacher still targeting him because of the previous incident?" Han Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ye Tang, and continued to ask.

At this time, Su Zixi had already got up tremblingly, covering the place where Ye Tang kicked him just now, and opened his mouth, wanting to explain a few words for Ye Tang.

"Your Majesty, it's not like this, Tang..." Su Zixi said weakly.

Before he finished speaking, Su Zixi felt Ye Tang pat her on the waist hard.

"Oh!" Su Zixi groaned in pain, and staggered.

Then Su Zixi found that he couldn't make a sound.

He was shocked for a while, and looked at Ye Tang with red eyes.

There was a rare emotion in Ye Tang's eyes, and he glanced at him coldly: "The minister and His Majesty are talking, it's not your turn to intervene."

Looking at Ye Tang's reaction, Han Jin subconsciously took these actions as jealousy, so he felt better.

"Okay, you can go back and reflect on your own for two hours." Ye Tang glanced at Su Zixi and said softly.

Su Zixi knew what Ye Tang said meant that he could speak in two hours, so he vaguely responded, and then left.

Han Jin is in a good mood now, so he didn't make things difficult for Su Zixi, and Su Zixi left smoothly.

Seeing this, Ye Tang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

If Su Zixi had called out Brother Tang just now, he really couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

Su Zixi walked halfway and stopped suddenly.

He glanced back subconsciously.

At this moment, Ye Tang had already been pressed down on the chair by Han Jin, and half of his clothes were rudely taken off.

Su Zixi was stunned for a moment, and tears welled up in an instant.

It's all to protect him... To protect him, elder brother Tang was treated so rudely.

If Han Jin knew what kind of thoughts he had for Brother Tang, he might not be able to stand here safely now.

Ye Tang saw Su Zixi at this time.

The eyes of the two met each other from a distance, Su Zixi couldn't help but froze for a moment, his body stiffened slightly.

Then he saw Ye Tang make a mouth shape.

"Walk."

Su Zixi gritted her teeth silently, wiped away her tears, then turned and left.

Such a gentle brother Tang...why should he be treated like this.

This time Han Jin didn't torture Ye Tang too much, he carried him back to the hall, begged him twice on the bed and let him go.

Ye Tang was lying on the bed, but he was extremely tired. He rested with his eyes closed and took a long time to breathe evenly.

Han Jin lay beside Ye Tang, playing with Ye Tang's hair with great interest.

Thinking of Ye Tang's jealousy just now, Han Jin couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, bowed his head and kissed him.

"Tang'er." Han Jin called Ye Tang excitedly.

"En." Ye Tang closed his eyes and responded.

Han Jin put his arms around his body and kissed his eyelids again: "What did you mean just now?"

"What?" Ye Tang opened his eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

Han Jin stared at him for a long while without speaking.

"It's clear that you wanted me to accept my concubine, but now that I've followed your wishes, you've come to trouble him again, what do you mean by that?" Han Jin asked after thinking about it.

While waiting for Ye Tang's answer, Han Jin felt a little nervous.

And Ye Tang just smiled lightly, as if he didn't care about it at all.

Han Jin couldn't help pursing his lips tightly.

"What Your Majesty said is that I will not trouble him again in the future." Ye Tang replied lightly.

Han Jin's face immediately darkened.

The two confronted each other for a while, when Han Jin suddenly lost his temper, pushed Ye Tang away, and threw him towards the bedside.

Ye Tang reached out to support the head of the bed, and looked up at Han Jin.

When he was about to speak, Han Jin had already put on his clothes quickly, gave him a cold look, and then left directly.

Ye Tang let out a long breath, but didn't say anything.

For the next day, Han Jin lost his temper in the imperial study. Eunuch Li invited Ye Tang several times, but Ye Tang refused because of his health.

After a lot of times, Eunuch Li will be hard to pass.

"Master National Teacher...you can go and have a look." Eunuch Li was so anxious that he was at a loss.

Hearing this, Ye Tang put down the movements in his hands, and glanced at him lightly.

Eunuch Li was so anxious that he was on the verge of crying, so he hesitated and said, "Actually...in fact, His Majesty wanted you to go there himself, and he wouldn't let the little one say that he ordered it."

Ye Tang pursed his lips and smiled: "Let him do it himself."

As soon as these words came out, Eunuch Li had no choice but to sigh, and then left, telling Han Jin what Ye Tang had said.

When Han Jin heard these words in the imperial study room, he smashed all the things around him that could be smashed.

Eunuch Li shivered beside him: "Your Majesty...how about you go and find the Master National Teacher..."

This remark directly hit Han Jin's bad luck. When a mahogany paperweight fell on Eunuch Li's head, he regretted saying this.

Eunuch Li quickly knelt down, ignoring the wound on his head, and said in panic, "Your Majesty, calm down."

He also doesn't know what's going on between His Majesty and the National Teacher recently, the relationship is getting worse day by day.

Han Jin stared at him fiercely: "I see that you are also impatient to live, what is he, Ye Tang, who needs me to find him?!"

"Yes... Your Majesty said so." Eunuch Li quickly echoed Han Jin's words.

Han Jin suddenly became even more angry, and yelled at him directly: "It's a fart! What do you know?!"

Eunuch Li didn't dare to speak out anymore, he could only kneel on the ground and tremble.

Han Jin gave him a cold look, continued to get angry, and let them go.

That night, Ye Tang fell asleep early after reading a book for a while.

After late at night, Ye Tang vaguely heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

Then there was the sound of cautious footsteps running to his bedside.

"Brother Tang." Su Zixi's low voice rang in Ye Tang's ears.

Ye Tang opened his eyes sleepily, and glanced at Su Zixi: "What are you doing here, go back quickly."

Su Zixi grabbed Ye Tang's hand, held his hand very reverently, and gently rubbed his hand on his face.

"Brother Tang, you want me." Su Zixi's sweet voice rang in Ye Tang's ears.

Ye Tang's complexion suddenly changed, and he got up from the bed quickly: "Go back quickly, don't do stupid things."

However, Su Zixi ignored his words and continued to say, "Brother Tang...Zixi really likes you, so you want me...I'm really easy to get along with in bed, and I can do anything."

Ye Tang frowned, got up and put on his clothes, and wanted to send Su Zixi back.

At this time, Su Zixi had already started to take off his clothes.

"Take me...I'm very good, really..."

Ye Tang reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt, his expression very ugly.

Su Zixi looked at him, stunned, and suddenly felt aggrieved: "Brother Tang...do you think I'm dirty?"

"No, stop making trouble." Ye Tang quickly reached out to help Su Zixi re-tie his clothes.

He always has a bad premonition in his heart, he must let Su Zixi leave here as soon as possible, otherwise something will happen.

Su Zixi's eyes were red silently, and he said reluctantly: "Just let me serve you once, I am really good, I can do whatever you like... I am not dirty, although I am from a brothel, I am It's not that everyone serves everyone, really... you want me..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door of Yanqing Hall was violently kicked open.

"It's really good! It seems that you think you've lived too long!" Han Jin's furious roar sounded.

There was an endless chill in that voice, as if wishing to tear the corpse of the person in front of him to pieces.

Su Zixi turned his back to Han Jin, and when he heard the movement behind him, his face suddenly turned pale.

And Ye Tang also closed his eyes wearily, a trace of struggle flashed across his face.

"You're so hungry and thirsty! You can't live without a man, can you?!" Han Jin kicked Su Zixi hard.

Su Zixi's face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It hurts..." Su Zixi choked up and looked at Ye Tang with tears in his eyes.

Ye Tang avoided Su Zixi's sight, instead of looking at him, he clenched his fists by his side tightly.

Han Jin panted heavily, obviously extremely angry.

Seeing Su Zixi's disheveled appearance, he wished he could strangle him to death.

He was the one who would dare to covet him.