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

Han Jin froze for a moment, raised his red eyes to look at Ye Tang, Ye Tang stretched out his hand and gently pinched his earlobe: "I'm sleepy, go back and rest."

"You protect him..." Han Jin said hoarsely.

"No, no, stop thinking about it, my dear." Ye Tang continued in a low voice.

In the end, Ye Tang used all his thoughts to coax Han Jin back to the room.

After helping Han Jin sit down on the bed, Ye Tang continued to rub his hair lightly: "I really know my mistake, Your Majesty, don't be angry."

"You promised me, you promised me yourself." Han Jin raised his eyes to look at Ye Tang, and said in a hoarse voice.

Ye Tang sighed softly, sat down next to him helplessly, reached out and gently rubbed his earlobe.

"Yes, I agreed, this matter is over, okay?" Ye Tang's voice was low and gentle.

But to Han Jin's ears, it was like a sharp knife, stabbing every part of his body without pain.

"So you mean that you are really with him..." Han Jin clenched his fists by his side, his voice choked up.

"I don't want to lie to Your Majesty. Your Majesty has already seen it with his own eyes. Is there any excuse for me?" Ye Tang said in a low voice.

Han Jin suddenly felt that the scar was torn by life, dripping with blood, the pain could hardly be described in words.

In a rage, Han Jin pushed Ye Tang away forcefully, raised his hand to shake him in the face, but stopped abruptly.

Ye Tang stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Han Jin's hand that had stopped abruptly in mid-air, and sighed: "Your Majesty, hit him if you want, as long as you can calm down."

"Go away!" Han Jin withdrew his hand angrily, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"

Ye Tang silently lowered his hands and did not speak.

"Get out...Get out! I don't need you! Get out!" Han Jin was like a wounded beast, not wanting others to see his wounds.

Ye Tang just looked at Han Jin quietly, without saying a word.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Han Jin finally couldn't bear it any longer, and pushed Ye Tang's body away: "Get out! I want you to get out! Get out!"

"Where are you going?" Ye Tang finally said a word.

Han Jin's roar stopped abruptly, and he looked at Ye Tang with red eyes.

"Go to General Mo's?" Ye Tang continued to ask.

"How dare you?!" Han Jin immediately stood up, glaring at Ye Tang.

Ye Tang also stood up, put his arms around Han Jin's neck, and raised his head to kiss his lips.

"Okay, don't be angry." Ye Tang gently stroked Han Jin's hair.

"You're just relying on my reluctance to do anything to you..." Han Jin's voice was extremely hoarse.

Ye Tang supported Han Jin's body and sat on the bed, reaching out to help him take off his coat.

Halfway through, Han Jin suddenly resisted Ye Tang's movement: "I don't want to sleep with you."

"I don't sleep here." Ye Tang coaxed along with his words.

After a pause, Ye Tang bowed his head and kissed him again: "I will watch His Majesty fall asleep before going out to sleep."

Only then did Han Jin let Ye Tang continue to help him undress.

Soon Han Jin got under the quilt, turned his back to Ye Tang, and looked angry.

Ye Tang sat down by the bed helplessly, reaching out to touch his hair.

"You are not allowed to sit here, and you are not allowed to touch the bed where I sleep. I have said that I will not sleep with you." Han Jin immediately uttered angrily.

Ye Tang had no choice but to withdraw his hand and stood up: "Yes, I will obey His Majesty."

Han Jin then closed his red eyes and began to sleep.

Ye Tang was sitting on the stool next to him and did not leave.

Naturally, Han Jin couldn't fall asleep, he just lay on his side with his eyes closed, but his mind was extremely clear.

His hatred for Mo An is still very clear now, he can't wait to tear Mo An into pieces right now, in front of Ye Tang, definitely in front of Ye Tang.

How dare Ye Tang treat him like this... He obviously treated him very well...

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of Ye Tang getting up came from behind.

Han Jin was slightly taken aback.

Is he leaving?

It's so late, where should he go to sleep?Or will he go to Mo An?

The person behind made a soft sound, and then Han Jin felt the quilt behind him being lifted, and Ye Tang's slightly cool body lay down.

Han Jin's body stiffened slightly.

Almost subconsciously, Han Jin turned over and hugged Ye Tang immediately, and buried his head in his neck.

"Your Majesty still not asleep?" Ye Tang gently stroked his back and said in a low voice.

"You can't let me go." Han Jin said to Ye Tang in a muffled voice.

Ye Tang gently caressed Han Jin's back with his palm, and he responded when he heard the words.

"You can't be with others." Han Jin continued, "Otherwise I will go crazy...I don't know what I will do...I will kill him...No, his whole family, I will definitely .”

"Yes, I understand." Ye Tang hugged Han Jin and kissed his forehead lightly: "I'm only with His Majesty."

"But you..." Han Jin tightened his arms suddenly.

"Nothing happened to Chen and General Mo. Let the past be over, it won't happen in the future." Ye Tang interrupted Han Jin in a low voice.

Han Jin sniffed, but didn't speak.

Ye Tang was not a talkative person, and Han Jin didn't talk, so he didn't talk either.

Not long after, Han Jin curled up in Ye Tang's arms and fell asleep.

Looking through the moonlight, Han Jin's eyelashes were still stained with tears, and he looked as fragile as a child.

Ye Tang stared blankly at the top, blinked hard, and endured the sore feeling in his eyes.

"Your Majesty...you are really embarrassing me..." Ye Tang smiled wryly and said to himself.

In the early morning of the second day, Ye Tang got up when the sky was just slightly bright.

As soon as he made a slight movement, Han Jin woke up immediately, and hugged him tightly in horror: "What are you going to do?!"

Ye Tang froze for a moment, then turned to look at Han Jin.

Knowing that he was losing his composure, Han Jin softened his tone and continued to ask, "...you are not allowed to leave my sight, you can do whatever you want, take me with you."

"The subject is within His Majesty's sight." Ye Tang sighed softly, and said to Han Jin.

"Really?" Han Jin didn't believe Ye Tang, and still hugged him tightly.

"Really, just move around in the room." Ye Tang nodded.

Han Jin pursed his lips when he heard the words, remained silent for a while, and continued, "I'm with you."

"Your Majesty, sleep a little longer." Ye Tang stretched out his hand and pushed Han Jin back.

Han Jin hesitated for a moment, and wanted to get up, but Ye Tang tucked him back into the bed again, and then gently stroked his hair.

"Lie down for a while." Ye Tang said softly, "Make sure His Majesty can see me."

Han Jin didn't insist on getting up this time, but just nodded.

Only then did Ye Tang get up and put on his clothes, and sat down at the table in the room.

At this time, it was not very bright yet, so Ye Tang lit a lamp and sat beside him to read a book.

He was reading a book, and Han Jin looked at him without blinking his eyes.

After a long while, Ye Tang poured a glass of water and walked to the bedside, letting Han Jin drink it.

Han Jin wasn't thirsty, but he drank anyway.

Seeing that Han Jin drank the water, Ye Tang lowered his head and kissed him lightly: "Have a good rest."

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded.

Ye Tang returned to the table and continued to read.

But after drinking the glass of water, Han Jin started to feel sleepy, closed his eyes and went back to sleep again.

Seeing that Han Jin was asleep, Ye Tang got up and left the room.

He went to Mo An's room.

At this time, Mo An just woke up, seeing Ye Tang coming, he was taken aback for a moment.

"You... why are you here? Does Your Majesty know?" Mo An hurriedly panicked.

It was the first time he had seen Han Jin's gaffe last night in so many years, and it was inevitable that he felt a little lingering fear at the moment.

He wasn't worried about himself, but he was afraid that Han Jin would embarrass Ye Tang.

After all, Ye Tang is always by Han Jin's side.

"Your Majesty doesn't know, don't worry." Ye Tang replied.

Only then did Mo An feel a little relieved.

"You'd better go back quickly, if His Majesty finds out, it's time to embarrass you again." Mo An then became nervous again.

Ye Tang smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Why is General Mo driving me away in such a hurry? Don't want to see me?"

"That's not what I meant..." Mo An inexplicably blushed.

Ye Tang pursed his lips and smiled, stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand and gently pinched Mo An's face: "General Mo is blushing."

These actions and words can be described as naked provocations, Mo An was instantly too ashamed to say a word, and blushed completely.

Seeing that Mo An was too nervous to speak, Ye Tang let go of his hand and handed him a bottle of medicine.

"Take it internally, once in the morning and in the evening, and it will be cured in three days." Ye Tang said to Mo An.

Mo An knew that Ye Tang was talking about the injury caused by Han Jin last night.

"It's actually not serious, and there is no need for medication." Mo An quickly replied.

Ye Tang said firmly, "General Mo can see the internal injury?"

Mo An was dumbfounded for a moment.

So Ye Tang passed the bottle of medicine in his hand forward again, indicating to Mo An to take it.

According to the previous situation, Ye Tang usually put the medicine bottle on the table and asked Mo An to take it, but this time he kept holding it in his hand, as if he insisted on Mo An reaching out to pick it up.

Mo An struggled for a while, and had no choice but to reach out to pick it up.

After getting the bottle of medicine, Ye Tang grabbed his hand directly.

Mo An's fingertips trembled slightly, and he looked up at Ye Tang: "Master..."

"Why don't you call me Tang'er?" Ye Tang raised his eyebrows slightly, dissatisfied with the way Mo An called him.

"Yes." Mo An replied politely.

Ye Tang smiled, slowly lifted Mo An's hand, lowered his head and kissed his finger.

That kind of soft touch made Mo An's whole body feel like it had been electrified, and felt numb for a while.

At this moment, he only felt that Ye Tang was like a poison, full of poison, yet people flocked to him.

"Do you like it?" Ye Tang looked up at Mo An and smiled lightly.

Mo An's Adam's apple moved slightly, looking at Ye Tang's beautiful eyes, he could hardly move his eyes away.

He responded with some difficulty: "Well..."