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

Hearing Mo An's response, Ye Tang let go of his hand in satisfaction, Mo An's fingers subconsciously tightened, and he squeezed the medicine bottle in his hand tightly.

"Then I will leave my affairs to you?" Ye Tang raised his eyes to look at Mo An, and asked again.

Hearing this, Mo An's eyes darkened slightly. After hesitating for a while, he nodded solemnly: "Yes, I will help you."

Ye Tang pursed her lips and smiled, took a step forward, reached out and pressed Mo An's shoulder, let him sit on the stool, then lowered her head and planted a soft kiss on his cheek like a reward.

……

When Han Jin woke up, Ye Tang was still busy with his own affairs at the original place.

Seeing that Ye Tang was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why did I fall asleep again?" Han Jin asked Ye Tang in a hoarse voice.

Hearing Han Jin's voice, Ye Tang stopped what he was doing, turned to look at Han Jin, and said calmly, "Your Majesty may be tired."

"How long have I been asleep?" Han Jin frowned, only feeling a little groggy.

With that said, Han Jin sat up from the bed, reached out and pressed his aching temple.

Ye Tang slowly got up and walked towards Han Jin, stretched out his hand to pinch Han Jin's wrist, took over his original movement, and gently supported his head.

"How long have I been asleep?" Han Jin raised his eyes to look at Ye Tang, and asked again.

"Not even a stick of incense." Ye Tang bowed his head and kissed Han Jin, and answered truthfully.

Because of Ye Tang's actions, Han Jin felt much happier. He put his arms around Ye Tang's waist and buried his head in his lower abdomen.

"Where did you go?" Han Jin asked in a muffled voice.

"No." Ye Tang replied calmly.

"Really?" Han Jin didn't believe Ye Tang's words, and asked again.

Regarding Han Jin's questioning, Ye Tang still did not change his face, and his voice was very calm: "I have been in the room all the time, and I haven't gone anywhere."

His voice was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be lying at all, so Han Jin didn't doubt him any more.

Ye Tang stretched out his hand to stroke Han Jin's hair again, with gentle movements.

Han Jin hummed, rubbed his arms against Ye Tang's body, and didn't speak any more.

Ye Tang pressed him for a while, and then helped him put on his clothes.

After washing up together, the two planned to eat something casually before heading back to Beijing, but Han Jin suddenly wanted to eat the dumplings made by Ye Tang, and he insisted on eating the dumplings before leaving.

Ye Tang had no choice but to borrow their kitchen from the innkeeper to make dumplings for Han Jin.

It was Han Jin who made the face-to-face meeting, and Han Jin didn't know how to do the rest, so Ye Tang did it himself.

When Ye Tang was rolling the skin, Han Jin was behind him with his arms around Ye Tang's body, watching the movements of his hands.

"Chop up the stuffing for me?" Ye Tang looked back at Han Jin and asked aloud.

"Hold for a while first." Han Jin replied calmly.

Ye Tang didn't speak any more, turned around and continued rolling the skin.

"Do you want to eat something else first?" Ye Tang asked again.

After waking up this morning, Han Jin didn't eat anything. He didn't want to eat anything except the dumplings made by Ye Tang, but Ye Tang ate something to fill his stomach.

It will take a while for the dumplings to be wrapped and cooked, but no matter what he says, Han Jin has to wait for the dumplings.

Sure enough, Han Jin quickly shook his head when he heard the words, very stubborn.

Ye Tang turned to look at him, leaned over and kissed him on the lips, and said warmly: "Go and get the plate of pastries on the table, I'll feed you."

Han Jin stared at him for a while, then unconsciously tightened his arms.

"What's wrong?" Ye Tang asked out loud.

"You didn't treat me so well a while ago." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang and said in a deep voice.

The movement of Ye Tang's hands stopped, and he turned his body slightly: "Huh?"

"You are afraid that I will embarrass Mo An, so you are so obedient to me. In fact, I know everything." Han Jin lowered his eyes slightly and continued to speak.

Ye Tang just looked at him quietly, without speaking.

Han Jin knew that he was acquiescing, and was so jealous that he almost went crazy.

In the next moment, Ye Tang reached out and pinched Han Jin's earlobe, so that his earlobe was covered with white flour.

"If your Majesty is clear, then don't embarrass General Mo, I can keep doing this." Ye Tang looked at Han Jin and said softly.

Han Jin's body froze immediately.

Then his eye circles turned a little red.

He did not expect that Ye Tang could admit this matter so calmly, this matter that he was unwilling to admit and believe, was brought up so easily by Ye Tang.

As long as Mo An is spared, he can get what he can't ask for.

It's ridiculous.

"You really have the ability to say this directly." Han Jin stared at Ye Tang closely, and gritted his teeth.

Ye Tang didn't say anything, just pinched Han Jin's fingers lightly: "Eat something."

"Don't eat." Han Jin shook off Ye Tang's hand.

Ye Tang lowered his eyes slightly, but did not speak.

Han Jin's eyes were slightly red, and he stared at Ye Tang fiercely: "I won't move him, you also remember your own words."

"Yes." Ye Tang replied calmly.

Han Jin took a deep look at him, turned around and left the kitchen, and slammed the door hard.

Ye Tang glanced at the door, then calmly withdrew his gaze, and continued to make dumplings.

Making dumplings is not an easy job, it took Ye Tang an hour to make the dumplings.

Ye Tang fished the dumplings out of the pot, then turned around to call Han Jin.

But as soon as Ye Tang opened the door, he saw that Han Jin was still outside the door, standing against the wall, obviously in a bad mood.

"Your Majesty." Ye Tang called out to him.

Hearing this, Han Jin turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were slightly red.

Seeing this, Ye Tang frowned imperceptibly.

"Don't reveal my identity outside." Han Jin said coldly.

After finishing speaking, Han Jin walked past Ye Tang and went straight into the kitchen.

Ye Tang turned his head to take a look, and followed in.

I saw that Han Jin had already consciously filled a bowl of dumplings and started eating.

Ye Tang walked over slowly, sat down beside Han Jin, and gently stroked Han Jin's hair.

"You don't eat chopped green onions." Han Jin said in a muffled voice.

Ye Tang was slightly taken aback: "Aren't you eating?"

"Then you can just add it to my bowl, you don't need to add it to the whole pot." Han Jin continued to speak coldly.

Ye Tang smiled lightly, and filled himself with a bowl of dumplings.

Han Jin sat aside and glanced at him.

"It's not that I don't want to eat it, it's just that I don't like it very much." Ye Tang said quietly.

Han Jin was silent for a while, then reached out to pick out all the chopped green onions from Ye Tang's bowl, and continued to eat his own.

Seeing Han Jin bowing his head and seriously eating the dumplings, Ye Tang's eyes were filled with imperceptible tenderness and other complex emotions.

Ye Tang cooked a lot of dumplings, he ate a bowl, and Han Jin ate the rest. Ye Tang reminded Han Jin several times that eating too much hurt his stomach, but Han Jin ignored him.

After eating the dumplings, Han Jin didn't feel much better.

He took out a box from his sleeve and put it on the table, and said coldly, "It's for you."

Ye Tang froze for a moment, then reached out to take the box and opened it, only to find a jade hairpin inside.

It was the jade hairpin that Han Jin had taken a fancy to in Yizhou City before, and he bought it back at some point.

"I'll bring it for you." Han Jin continued with a blank expression.

As he spoke, he picked up the hairpin.

If Ye Tang hadn't said those words today, he could happily put this jade hairpin on Ye Tang.

Ye Tang glanced at Han Jin: "I'll do it myself."

"I'll do it." Han Jin stood up and said stubbornly.

Ye Tang didn't say much, just sat quietly.

Then Han Jin took off the hairpin he was wearing in his hair, put it on the table, and then inserted the light green jade hairpin in his hand into the hair crown.

But Han Jin was not suitable for this kind of delicate work. The hosta was inserted into Ye Tang's black hair from one end of the hair crown, but it never came out from the other end.

Han Jin felt a little depressed, and when he exerted force in his hand, the jade hairpin was snapped off by him.

Both of them heard the crisp cracking sound.

Ye Tang subconsciously turned his head to look at Han Jin, only to see that Han Jin's thin lips were tightly pressed, and he looked at the jade hairpin that had been broken in two with displeasure.

"Let me see." Ye Tang stretched out his hand towards Han Jin.

Han Jin suddenly threw out the two pieces of hosta in a fit of anger.

Accompanied by a few crisp sounds, Han Jin threw the broken jade hairpin into an unknown corner.

"It's over, I don't want it anymore." Han Jin's voice was cold and suffocated with anger.

After finishing speaking, Han Jin slammed the door and left again as if he was angry with himself.

Ye Tang put on his original hairpin and sighed softly.

Then he searched every corner of the kitchen, picked up all the broken hairpins, and wrapped them in a handkerchief.

Ye Tang rubbed the handkerchief lightly with his fingers for a moment, then put it away carefully.

For some unknown reason, Han Jin didn't talk to Ye Tang all day today.

When he set out to return to Beijing, Han Jin asked Mo An to stay in Yizhou with the troops he brought, and let them guard the rebel army.

This is the safest decision so far, and it can also separate Mo An and Ye Tang. The two are separated by thousands of miles, so he doesn't believe that Mo An and Ye Tang can still have any contact under his nose.

After the carriage drove for half a day, Han Jin felt a little nauseous due to the bumps along the way.

Ye Tang reached out to feel Han Jin's pulse, but Han Jin slapped his hand away.

"You don't need to care, take care of yourself." Han Jin said coldly.

Ye Tang pursed his lips lightly, did not speak, but told Xu Feng who was driving the horse to slow down.

Then Ye Tang moved closer to Han Jin, reached out and gently pressed his abdomen: "Your Majesty ate too many dumplings today, and they accumulated too much, just knead them more."

After finishing speaking, Ye Tang put his arms around Han Jin's body, let him lean on his shoulders, put his arm around his back, and gently rubbed Han Jin's abdomen with the other hand.

Han Jin put his arms around Ye Tang, and murmured in a low voice: "When I think that the reason you treat me so well is because of Mo An, I wish I could kill him."

"Your Majesty, stop thinking about it." Ye Tang sighed softly.

Han Jin pursed his lips hard, hugged Ye Tang a little tighter, and remained silent without speaking.