Monarch and ministers are the same

Bei Zhenghan didn't dare to continue that slap.

Sima Nanru said tolerantly: "Prime Minister, this is all a boy's play, it's not in the way." He lowered his head and asked in a strict tone: "Rong'er, what did you do wrong? It's very annoying for such a painful child. To kill you?"

Sima Junrong flattened his mouth aggrieved, and said unwillingly: "I just kissed him once. As for it, it's so serious."

Sima Nanru burst into laughter immediately, the hearty and unrestrained laughter is still imprinted in Bei Hanyi's mind.

After a while, the moonlight brightened and the insects sang louder.

Bei Hanyi moved out of the bed, looked down at Sima Junrong who was sleeping under the bed in the night, with a faint smile on his lips, he was young and ignorant, and he didn't know what Sima Junrong's identity was, chasing him all over the yard After thinking about it for a while, what were you thinking at the time?It seems that there is only one thought in my heart, which is to kill him!

Now, Sima Junrong is the king and he is the minister. The emperor and his ministers should complement each other and abide by the way of the emperor and his ministers, but he doesn't want to develop to this point.If Sima Junrong hadn't forced him that day, maybe everything was still in the way of a monarch and minister, but who would have thought that Sima Junrong would be so rude to him when he rushed to the head that day? , he always knew that sooner or later Sima Junrong would not be able to resist.What he really cared about was that he himself was lost under Sima Junrong's brutality that day.

Sima Junrong mumbled something so cold that it disturbed Bei Hanyi's thoughts. Bei Hanyi leaned on the edge of the bed and glanced down. Seeing Sima Junrong curled up and smacking his lips, he couldn't help but chuckled.Although it was March, the weather was still cool, especially at night. Sima Junrong was only covered with a thin quilt, which could hardly withstand the cold at night.

Bei Hanyi moved his body outwards so that his body was almost against the edge of the bed. If he accidentally fell off Sima Junrong's body, he didn't care. He just hung most of the brocade quilt over Sima Junrong's body and went to bed. While reading this, I kept thinking: Tomorrow I have to get up early and put away the quilt.

The hall door rang three times, and Yang Youfu lowered his voice outside the door: "My lord, it's time to wake up."

Sima Junrong had always been a light sleeper, and woke up as soon as there was a knock on the door. He glanced at the hazy night reflected on the window, feeling a little lazy.

His body was warm, so he realized that half of the brocade quilt was on his body, got up and lit a white candle, and was afraid that the candlelight would be too bright to disturb Bei Hanyi, so Tete dimmed the light, and carefully looked at Bei Hanyi who was sleeping soundly.

Bei Hanyi seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, his brows were slightly frowned, his lips were tightly pressed, and his body was pressed against the edge of the bed, looking like he might fall off at any moment.Sima Junrong grinned foolishly, and wanted to reach out and push Beihanyi inward, but just as he was thinking, he saw Beihanyi move, as if he was about to wake up, so scared that he immediately got under the quilt, even the candles Forget about blowing.

Bei Hanyi was thin-skinned, if he found out that he had given half of the quilt to himself, he would be furious again.Sima Junrong held his beating heart in distress for a while, but saw Bei Hanyi flipped outwards, and fell on Sima Junrong face to face.

Sima Junrong didn't dare to take a breath, Bei Hanyi buried his face next to his neck and shoulders, and the sound of scorching/hot breathing sprayed his neck, and an impulse in his heart almost burst the embankment.

"Hanyi." Sima Junrong didn't dare to move, and called him softly with a trembling voice: "Hanyi, you fell out of bed."

Bei Hanyi was in a deep sleep at the moment, Sima Junrong looked at him, his eyes softened quietly, he adjusted his body, put Bei Hanyi face to face and leaned sideways in his arms, stretched out his hand to trace Bei Hanyi's eyebrows, eyes, fingers When he traced the corners of Bei Hanyi's lips, the impulsiveness in his heart seemed to burst.