If you want to enter the palace, you must first leave the palace

After spending a pleasant morning with Luo Guiren, Bei Juese returned to Qianqing Palace contentedly.As soon as he stepped into the courtyard of the emperor's bedroom, Lu Wang Zhu Yichun, who hadn't seen him for a few days, flashed out from the side, and rushed towards Dong Wudi enthusiastically, shaking his head and tail with his lovely star eyes and saying: "Brother guard , I haven’t seen you for a few days, are you okay? Have you been bullied by the emperor?”

Dong Wudi didn't know how to deal with this sudden enthusiasm. After a while, he struggled to utter two words: "It's okay."

While Zhu Yiliu was sticking to Dong Wudi, Zhang Cheng also came over and said to Bei Juese, "The emperor is looking for you."

Seeing that the junior brother wanted to walk in the house, Dong Wudi also wanted to follow, but Zhu Yiyu hung on him and couldn't get off, so he rubbed his cute round face and said, "Brother guard, I want to learn how you hang on the tree. How about flying around, can you teach me?"

Facing this little prince who looked innocent, innocent and cute like a cat, Dong Wudi was helpless.Tore him off his body and threw him on the ground and stomped on it a few times?It's a bit unreasonable to treat a young lady like this violently. Besides, this young lady is still a prince, so it's not easy to use violence against him in full view.Dong Wudi had no choice but to put on an expression of being kind to the big brother next door, and said: "If the prince wants to learn, his subordinates will definitely teach him carefully."

As for Bei Juese, he walked into the bedroom quickly and saw Zhu Yijun standing straight with his back to the door, and Zhang Cheng also quickly closed the door from the outside after he entered the room.The atmosphere seemed a little strange, he stepped forward and knelt down in doubt: "The servant pays homage to the emperor."

Zhu Yijun acted as if he didn't hear it, he still stood motionless and didn't speak.

After being in the cold for a while, the kneeling Bei Juese couldn't help asking: "Why did the emperor summon the servants?"

Unprepared, Zhu Yijun suddenly turned around, grabbed Bei Juese's shoulders with another powerful eagle claw skill, stared at him with blazing eyes, and said word by word: "In the future, you are not allowed to teach the princess again. embroidered!"

"Why?" Bei Juese asked without reacting.

"Not allowed is not allowed!" Zhu Yijun raised his voice and said domineeringly.

Zhu Yijun's attitude easily aroused Bei Jueser's anger.Bei Juese stood up all of a sudden, and raised his voice and said: "The emperor promised to let the slaves teach the princess how to embroider?!"

Zhu Yijun put on a gesture of "this is an order" and said, "I take it back now."

"You are the emperor, how can you go back on your word?! Your behavior is no different from that of a scoundrel!" Bei Juese cried out angrily.

Zhu Yijun was also angry, and asked loudly, "Who do you call a scoundrel?"

Not to be outdone, Bei Juese said: "It's you! You are a scoundrel who is rebellious, villain!" The more he said, the more angry he became, Bei Juese didn't want to talk to Zhu Yijun anymore, turned around and was about to go out.

"What's your attitude?!" Zhu Yijun grabbed his wrist, "Did I ask you to back down?!" It was just that he was not allowed to teach the princess how to embroider, so he was furious at himself. It's annoying!

"Let go!"

"Don't let it go!"

Familiar dialogues and similar scenes were staged in the bedroom again, and the two equally paranoid children began to quarrel again.One was determined to leave, and the other was determined to stay. During the quarrel, Zhu Yijun accidentally let go of his hand, and Bei Juese, who was fighting with him, fell back unpreparedly, bumping into the square table next to him, and just in time on wounds that have not yet healed.

Seeing Bei Juese clutching his arm in pain, Zhu Yijun's anger disappeared without a trace.He ran forward and pulled Bei Juese's hand anxiously, rolled up his sleeves to check the injury, and he was relieved only after making sure he didn't knock the wound open again.

"Does it hurt?" Zhu Yijun's voice softened.

Bei Juese stubbornly turned his head to the other side, not looking at him.

"Okay, okay, I will let you continue to teach the princess how to embroider, is that okay?" Although Zhu Yijun was very annoyed, he still chose to compromise.

Thinking that he heard it wrong, Bei Juese turned around and looked at him with disbelief.

Zhu Yijun sighed helplessly, and said, "There is nothing else, you can go out."

Bei Juese hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked out.When he was about to reach the door, Zhu Yijun suddenly ran up, hugged him from behind, and said as if begging: "Xiaobei, promise me, don't laugh at the imperial sister, okay?"

Before Bei Juese could react, Zhu Yijun put his face on Bei Juese's shoulder, and said in a hurt voice: "You have never smiled at me like that. Seeing you smiling so heartily at the imperial sister, my dear." I feel very uncomfortable and jealous of her. Xiaobei, is it true that I am not as good as the imperial sister? Can't I make you laugh? Xiaobei, tell me, in your heart, I am really so unbearable Is it so unbearable that you disdain to smile for me?"

In normal times, Bei Juese would have already beaten someone up without hesitation, but Zhu Yijun's humble begging, which seemed to hide a lot of painful words, made Bei Juese a little at a loss.He froze in place, Zhu Yijun wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, and leaned against his back without saying a word.The two stood there like this, not moving, not speaking.The afternoon sun shining in through the open window sprinkled on the two of them, very warm, very warm...