The hero bends down

"The Emperor's All Saints Jin'an."

When Long Yi was in a flash, Zhong Su bowed to ask for blessings.

Only then did the emperor make a sound to wake up Zhong Su.Zhong Su took out the scraps of paper from his skirt and presented them to Long Yi.

When he was doing these movements, he didn't say a word, just waiting for Long Yi to speak.

Long Yi took the piece of paper, looked at it carefully, then looked at Zhong Su and said: "Aifei is very capable."

He spoke calmly, with orderly wrong sentences, and said: "Just this piece of paper alone cannot prove that you have nothing to do with this matter, my concubine."

Zhong Su raised his eyes and said: "If the emperor still can't believe it, Zhong Su will continue to search for evidence."

After hearing Zhong Su's words, Long Yi suddenly smiled, like a dark cloud parting to reveal a bright moon, shining dazzlingly.

"It's the first time I found out that Xiao Su is very concerned about this matter." The emperor slowly approached Zhong Su, stopped a foot in front of him, and did not approach him, looking down at this man who was half a head shorter than himself woman.

Zhong Su also raised his head, although he was inferior, he did not lose his courage.

"Why?" Long Yi looked at Zhong Su's face.

Although half of Zhong Su's face was covered with dust, his eyes were clear.Long Yi could see himself in those eyes.

Zhong Su said: "Human life is at stake."

At the end, he added another sentence: "The one who cleans up cleans himself."

What he said was concise and his reasoning was simple.

Long Yi is in the position of emperor, and he has been playing tricks since he was a child. The first time he heard a beauty in the harem say this, he felt naive. Rebuttal, also can not give birth to the meaning of ridicule.

Human life is at stake, and there are countless unjust deaths.

The Qing people cleared themselves, planted and framed, countless.

In the end, the emperor still smiled, thinking about Zhong Su's last words.

"The clear one clears itself?" Long Yi and his eyes smiled slyly and naturally, and stretched out a hand to touch Zhong Su's face.

Zhong Su's heart immediately lifted.

Since the conflict between the two in the pool last time and everyone in Yixi Garden was punished with five boards, Zhong Su was quite afraid of Long Yi and did not dare to act rashly, and began to act according to the palace rules in everything.He did this firstly because the person in front of him was moody, secondly, for the safety of those who served him, and thirdly, because he lost to this person and was at a disadvantage.

However, what he had expected did not happen.The emperor didn't tease him as he did before, but just scratched his face lightly.

Looking at Zhong Su's nervous look, Long Yi was a little funny, and stretched out his hand to put his finger in front of Zhong Su's eyes.

"The clean is cleared, how can Xiao Su be cleared like this?"

"..."

Zhong Su moved his gaze to Long Yi's fingers, and saw that the dirt on them was muddy, which should have been scraped off his face.

Seeing the emperor smiling all over his face, he glanced narrowly, hesitating in his heart, and touched his face with the back of his hand.

After wiping it and putting it in front of my eyes, the back of my hand was also dirty.

"..."

Zhong Su remembered that when he went to Linsheng Palace to steal the letter paper, he used to listen to the situation in the main hall by listening to the eaves.The eaves are exposed to the wind and rain, and the sun is exposed to the sun, which must have accumulated a layer of dirt.

The dust should have been attached at that time.

Zhong Su raised his hand to wipe it again, this time his palms and backs were all dirty, and his face became more and more disfigured.In the end, even Zhong Su himself didn't know how to wipe it off.

Long Yi saw how cute this man was frowning, so he called Defu and ordered him to fetch a basin of warm water.

The warm water was still steaming, Zhong Su was about to get a cotton handkerchief, but Long Yi's hand was a step faster.

Zhong Su silently watched Long Yi soak and wring out the cotton kerchief, his brows furrowed even deeper.

"Look up." The emperor said.

"..."

Zhong Su raised his head again according to his words.

The warm cotton cloth wiped his face, it was soft and light, but Zhong Su felt it was very awkward.

He frowned and said, "Your Majesty, Zhong Su can come by himself."

Seeing Zhong Su's mouth closing together, Long Yi said a little amusedly, "Xiao Su wants to come by herself?"

Zhong Su nodded.

"No."

Long Yi wiped Zhong Su's face with a wet handkerchief, and said, "I'm worried that my concubine won't be able to clear herself up."

"..."

This remark satirizes Zhong Su's dislike of being clean and unable to take care of himself, and it also makes a mockery of what Zhong Su said seriously before, "cleaning is self-cleaning".

Zhong Suren.

"Since Xiao Su has become my woman, she should keep her appearance clean at all times." After wiping half of Zhong Su's face, Long Yi threw the cotton kerchief into the warm water.

"..."

Zhong Su thought, who is your woman.

This is exactly when one person picks criticisms openly, while the other secretly dissatisfies.

During the silence, Defu fetched a second pot of warm water.

Long Yi was still strong, pulled Zhong Su to sit on the big red sandalwood chair beside him, and started to wipe again.

The night is deep, and the ugly clock in the palace has passed.The lights outside the hall flickered slightly, and everything was quiet; the candles inside the hall were brightly lit, and the two of them, one tall and the other low, cast silhouettes in the candlelight, staggering and stacking together.

Zhong Su raised his head and struggled, his eyes finally focused on Long Yi.

If we talk about the demeanor of men in the world, Long Yi's demeanor and appearance can be regarded as upper-middle class, not to mention that this man is powerful and alone.Even though Zhong Su was a man in his previous life, it is difficult to match this man.

But the man wiped his face very carefully.

Long Yi managed to wipe Zhong Su clean, nodded in satisfaction and said, "When I came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight, did anyone see it?"

Zhong Su replied: "No one knows about it except Father Defu."

"That's good." Long Yi nodded and asked again, "Can I take a shower before going out?"

"..." Zhong Su didn't know that Long Yi mentioned the matter of taking a bath at this time, so he frowned and said, "Ju'er took me to take a bath when I went out."

Long Yi said: "It seems that Xiao Su has behaved a lot in this respect."

Zhong Su felt that every time Long Yi said "be good", his pores would explode and a layer of bumps would rise.

"It's getting late today, you can rest directly in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, so as not to be seen by those people when you go back." Long Yi said.

Zhong Su obediently listened to the whole sentence, first he was stunned on the sentence "rest in the Hall of Mental Cultivation", and then pondered for a while on "those people".

From the last half of the sentence, it can be seen that the emperor still trusts Han Xiuyi even though he doesn't express his position clearly.

But the first half of the sentence...

He finally knew the emperor's intention of asking him if he had a bath.

Zhong Su wanted to leave immediately, but before he could refuse, Long Yi stopped him and walked towards the emperor's bedroom.

Long Yi's footsteps were neither fast nor hasty, Zhong Su followed silently, and finally couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

"Why, Xiao Su is scared?" Long Yi turned his head to look at Zhong Su, and said with a smile, "What's wrong, she is my beloved concubine, and sooner or later she will go to this dragon bed."

"..." Zhong Su fell silent again.

Seeing what Zhong Su was thinking, Long Yi said, "Don't worry, I'm busy today, so I won't eat you up."

He said so, and ordered Defu to move the memorial in the main hall of Yangxin to the bedroom.

Only then did Zhong Su see the thick stack of memorials placed in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which was carried by Defu, almost wanting to drown the father-in-law in it.

As soon as the emperor saw the memorial, he frowned in annoyance.Han Xiuyi's affairs had been dealt with this morning until now, and he was not in the mood to review the papers. He would have to deal with a bunch of complicated things now, and his head was about to swell.

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With the emperor's orders and promises, Zhong Su took off his outer clothes, put on obscene clothes and got on the dragon bed.

He still felt a little uneasy, and glanced at the emperor.

Long Yi was sitting sideways beside him, half lying down, looking at the book, writing with a brush, without looking at him at all.

Zhong Su breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the roof of the dragon bed.

Just as his eyes turned to the top of the tent, Long Yi also looked over.

The woman was lying straight, as if she was a dead body.

The chest is flat, just like a man, it should be covered again.

Concubine Qi's figure back then was superb, how could this person ruin her good looks like this...

Is it that scary to be slept by yourself?

The emperor sighed and continued to review the memorial.

The dragon bed was big enough for two people, one sleeping on the innermost side and the other lying on the outermost side, with an arm's length between them.

If a concubine is called into the Palace of Mental Cultivation to attend her bed, that would be a great favor.It was too late for the concubine to flatter the emperor, but there was never a time when Zhong Su and Long Yi were separated so far apart, as if there was a boundary between Chu and Han that could not be crossed.

After about half an hour, Zhong Su felt that the sound of turning the memorial around him gradually slowed down and stopped.

Zhong Su, who had been staring at the tent, rolled his eyes, and looked sideways at the emperor on the other side of the bed.

I saw Long Yi was leaning on the pillow, his head was slightly turned to one side, and his eyes were closed.The right hand holding the pen also collapsed to the side, and ink stains were dotted on a notebook. The notebook was loosely held by the emperor's left hand, and the ink stains drew a black shadow on the paper.

This person should be asleep...

Zhong Su stared at Long Yi's face for a while, then at Long Yi's throat, then at Long Yi's slightly heaving and regular chest.

There was a steady breathing sound.

Zhong Su was sure that Long Yi was sleepy, so he closed his eyes in peace, and continued to sleep like a corpse.