Deep ice

in the bedroom,

The celadon is warm and the tea is fragrant.

Where the sandalwood is lingering, the emperor behind the dragon case is flipping through the memorial.

Yuan Jing's eyes fell on those dry ink marks, but he didn't know what was said on them.

Xi Lian on the side saw Yuan Jing staring at a memorial for half a stick of incense, and saw that his expression was calm, without the usual hostility, so he boldly said, "Your Majesty, it seems that you have something on your mind."

Yuan Jing closed the memorial, "I shouldn't have called him over."

Xi Lian speculated for a while after hearing the words.

Thinking that the emperor just opened his mouth to blame himself, but did not give an order to refuse, the meaning of this may not be as simple as what he said.

Thinking of this, Xi Lian lowered his eyes, "This servant is dull, and this servant only thinks that asking him to come here seems to relieve the emperor's worries. The emperor is too tired, and this servant feels uncomfortable watching him."

Yuan Jing said lightly: "What worries can he share with me?"

How dare Xilian reveal this secret secret, he just bowed his waist, and said in a humble voice: "I am stupid, I don't know."

Yuan Jing said: "He Yan was also a superintendent with a lot of power at any rate. When he was an official superintendent, he fought against the border towns many times. Although the barbarians and Daping had endless disputes, they were generally at peace. Yesterday I was thinking about asking Ask him, maybe it will be beneficial to the battle situation, but forget that he is the biggest silverfish in this country."

Hearing this, Xi Lian sighed softly, "It would be great if he wasn't..."

Yuan Jing's eyes darkened without a trace, but he didn't say anything in the end.

The snow on the west window dances gracefully.

The candlelight reflected the eunuch's white and beardless face, like a mist, dense and lingering, Xi Lian suddenly turned his head, "Your Majesty, we're here."

The sound of footsteps outside the hall, Huaihuai came to Xiuxiu outside the hall, the eunuch at the door received the letter, and hurried into the hall to deliver the message.

It is said that in the morning, Chun Bao searched for Huai Huai's books from the imperial dining room for half a day, but he could only find two cookbooks. Later, he still showed Huai Huai to make do with it, and it was better than not knowing anything.

Huaihuai had no choice but to memorize the recipes all afternoon, and now his mind was full of fried elbows and donkeys with scallions, for fear that he would be careless later and shout out to the emperor directly to see the eight-treasure duck.

The little eunuch who entered the room to announce received the holy order, bowed and retreated, raised his hand to greet Huaihuai, "Come in, the emperor wants you to go in."

Huaihuai was very nervous, and turned his head to glance at Xiuxiu beside him, "Grandpa Xiu, do you think my collar is okay?"

Xiuxiu didn't even look at it, "The servant is waiting for you outside."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

On the contrary, He Yan on the other side saw it, and his eyes were full of disdain: "It's really ugly."

Huai Huai was startled, "Why are you following me again?"

Then, after seeing He Yan wearing a black brocade suit embroidered with green painted python, wearing a pair of deerskin boots with excellent texture, he looked very heroic, and Huai Huai was even more displeased, "Why do you have so many beautiful clothes every day? Not to mention lending me two sets..."

He Yan snorted coldly, "It's really embarrassing to see you look so useless now."

Huaihuai thought that He Yan might want to annoy himself, so that he could please the emperor alone while he was going back to change his clothes. Thinking of this, he didn't want to fall for He Yan's scheme, so he stood there and tidied up for a while.

The little eunuch who told Huaihuai to enter the palace and the guards at the gate looked dumbfounded and forgot to tell him to enter.

After Huai Huai sorted it out, he returned to his senses and led him in.

As soon as he stepped into the Nuan Pavilion, Huai Huai saw Yuan Jing behind the Long Case.

The red candles in the room were shrouded in gold thread, which reduced a lot of light, and shone on Yuan Jing's porcelain-like skin, as if he had been coated with a layer of rouge, which was really beautiful.

Huaihuai stood on the side neatly, thinking about the teachings of Xilian and Xiuxiu in the past two days, he didn't dare to look up at the emperor, he just kept sneaking his eyes over.

The little eunuch behind him suddenly stretched his neck and reminded, "Kneel down."

Huaihuai suddenly realized, and knelt on the ground with his back straight, "Kowtow to the emperor."

Yuan Jing was very uncomfortable with his voice.

Although the two had been monarchs and ministers for five years, He Yan never knelt down to say hello to him when he saw him, and it was hard for people to get used to being so obedient all of a sudden.

Xi Lian on the side looked awkward, seeing Yuan Jing raised his hand unnaturally, she said softly to Huai Huai, "Get up."

Huai Huai got up, stared at Yuan Jing, and said bewilderedly: "Your Majesty, can I come to see you every night?"

Seeing Huai Huai's dumbfounded look, Yuan Jing became angry, "Nonsense."

Huai Huai said, "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm speaking the truth."

He Yan glanced at Huaihuai, and sneered, "It's true that I want to come here every night, but I don't want to come to see the emperor."

Huai Huai stomped anxiously, "I'm wronged, what else can I do if I don't come to see?"

He Yan smiled lowly, "This is the bedroom..."

The maids and eunuchs on the side all lowered their heads and stared at the ground when they heard the words, and no one dared to show a smile.

Yuan Jing looked at Huai Huai talking to himself for a while, and felt that his face was not bright, so he waved to the surrounding palace people, "Everyone go down."

Xi Lian responded, and led a group of people to bow and retreat.

For a while, there were only two people left in the inner hall.

Yuan Jing's heart suddenly trembled a little, and he raised his eyes to see that the fool standing over there looked quite honest, so he could relax a little.

Thinking about calling Xilian in, before he could open his mouth in the future, he was preempted.

The corners of He Yan's lips raised slightly: "What do you mean by kicking everyone out?"

Yuan Jing panicked and retorted unconsciously: "No..."

Immediately after he came back to his senses, the phoenix eyes were pitch black, and through the hostility overflowing from the thick and long eyelashes, He Yan saw Yuan Jing's behavior, and felt itchy inexplicably, like claws scratching his heart.

Yuan Jing looked at the man as if he had changed, and got closer by himself, "You..."

He Yan bypassed the dragon case, his smile faded, "What am I?"

The surroundings began to blur, only the dragon robe with a green background and yellow piping was left, which made the emperor's face look handsome, Yuan Jing turned his face sideways.

He opened his mouth, but said softly, "Back off!"

There was a cracking sound in He Yan's heart, and his mind began to shatter.

He stepped forward and grabbed Yuan Jing's hand, his voice was hoarse,

"Don't hide, okay?"

Yuan Jing's face was cold, "Get out of here."

He Yan's body screamed, and he went crazy trying to find a place to insert it.

He didn't care whether Yuan Jing was willing or not, he just forced him to the edge of the wall and began to tear, but Yuan Jing also struggled fiercely, which made He Yan unable to do so for a long time.

He Yan's stomach was unbearably full, and he cursed in a low voice: "Bitch! Give it to me!"

Yuan Jing was full of murderous looks, "Believe it or not, I will cut you alive!"

Through the heavy clothes, He Yan couldn't help rubbing against Yuan Jing's body, his eyes were covered with dark red, "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you, let grandpa feel good first before dying!"

Yuan Jing was pushed against a hard object, feeling ashamed and indignant, and pushed him out with all his strength, "You are presumptuous!"

He Yan lowered his head and hurriedly untied Yuan Jing's trouser pocket, "What a fart!"

The phoenix eyes were full of fierce sharpness, Yuan Jing raised his foot and kicked hard, but He Yan got out of the way.

He Yan stepped on the corner stool next to him with one foot, and used his own leg to support the kicked leg.

The gold utensils on the corner table were knocked to the ground by He Yan, and rolled several times, making a dull and weak sound.

He Yan took out the things under his body and pushed it up. The huge thing had a hideous appearance, like a monster eager to devour.

Yuan Jing was put on a leg and pressed against the wall, furious and frightened.

He had seen how powerful this person was, how violent and painful he stabbed him in, like a sharp weapon, and wiped out his own dignity with one knife at a time.

He Yan kneaded for a long time before he felt that the thing under the dragon robe was gradually stiffening, "You bastard, after all, you need me to use force to harden you."

Yuan Jing shook for a moment, with a complicated expression on his face,

"Someone-"

Before he finished speaking, he blocked the lips of the person opposite.

The unspoken edict sounded like an exhortation to refuse or welcome.

The candlelight was smoldering, and the beauty in front of her eyes was full of hatred, shining with a dangerous cold light, but in He Yan's view, it was like an invitation, a temptation, and it seemed that he was going to be asked to join in, a whole night of joy.

Hunger was overwhelming, He Yan clung to Yuan Jing's tongue, wishing to swallow him whole.

The hand that broke out of its embrace caressed carelessly, knocking down the towering candlestick that was engraved with flowers and inlaid with diamonds.

Glass fire splashed all over the floor, confusing the mind and eyes.

Xi Lian outside the hall heard the commotion, and hurried forward a few steps, but seeing the entangled body, her first reaction was to retreat.

Having been by Yuan Jing's side for so many years, it's not the first time that Xi Lian saw the two of them like this, as early as in the palace, the two of them had been entangled with each other every night, and it was their duty to be a slave.

He held up the hard gold and smashed it down mercilessly.

Someone's forehead was stained with blood, and he let go of the person under him in pain.

He Yan is very sensitive to blood, especially his own. Seeing blood and stopping his hands is also the bottom line of his arrogance. Looking at Yuan Jing, He Yan laughed uncontrollably, "That's all you can do?"

The corners of Yuan Jing's eyes were red, and he gasped weakly, "I can still kill you."

"I knew that you wanted me to die." He Yan didn't care about the thick blood dripping from his eyelashes, "You are more cruel than me."

The inner hall suddenly fell into dead silence, but the hands that the two had held each other from beginning to end were still not separated.

Yuan Jing looked at He Yan quietly for a while,

"Aren't you dead?"