Monarch and ministers are the same

"Hanyi!" With an ecstatic shout, Sima Junrong came up to him in a few steps. It can be seen that Bei Hanyi was cold and clear without even raising his head. His enthusiasm cooled down a little, but he still couldn't hide the joy in his heart: " Han Yi, you haven't eaten yet, let me accompany you."

"No need." Bei Hanyi held the vegetables with a calm expression, pointed at Shang Hua who was still holding the pillar with his chopsticks: "Shang Hua, come here, and have dinner with Zhen Xiang."

Shang Hua was so frightened by Sima Junrong's fluttering glance that she hiccupped, shook her head and said, "Servant, I have something to do, first, please leave." In just one sentence, she hiccupped four times, lifted her skirt, and lowered her eyebrows pleasingly , as if fleeing for his life, he exited the palace of no harm.

Sima Junrong stood beside Bei Hanyi for a while, and tentatively said, "I haven't been here for a few days, do you miss me?"

Bei Hanyi said, "I don't want to."

"I received your glass of... wine today." Sima Junrong paused, changed the word for wine from the word vinegar on the tip of his tongue, and said with a slight smile, "I am very happy."

Bei Hanyi said: "What are you happy about?"

Bei Hanyi's heart was as bright as a mirror, he was clearly jealous, but he just didn't want to admit it, Sima Junrong knew that he was very shy in this, so he said implicitly: "I know you care about me, I'm very happy."

Sima Junrong gave Yang Youfu a wink, Yang Youfu nodded knowingly, left quietly, and closed the palace door.

"Are you jealous?" Sima Junrong grabbed Bei Hanyi's shoulders from behind, and said with a low smile, "Bring me a cup of thin vinegar, Han Yi, you are too jealous, why don't you come to the Imperial Study Room Looking for me, I thought you understood me."

Bei Hanyi snorted, and said coolly: "Jealous? I, Bei Hanyi, eat everything, so I don't like to be jealous." Bei Hanyi struggled, but didn't break away, and said in a bad mood, "Relax, I'm hungry."

Sima Junrong said charmingly: "I'm hungry too." He lowered his head and breathed softly into Bei Hanyi's ear: "Hanyi, what do you think should be done?"

"What should I do... You, let me down." Bei Hanyi was about to laugh at him, but was suddenly hugged by Sima Junrong. Bei Hanyi slapped Sima Junrong hard, and said angrily: "You let me go!" I'm coming down, you whore/stick!"

Sima Junrong sneered, and pressed Bei Hanyi on the bed: "Hanyi, why are you shy? Not once or twice."

Bei Hanyi blushed with anger, and immediately stammered: "You, you, you bastard! I, I'm hungry. I still want to eat."

Sima Junrong only looked at Bei Hanyi's face seriously, and smiled for a while, "You're blushing. It's getting redder and redder, from your ears to your neck, to here." His fingers ran across Bei Hanyi's ears, across his neck, Slowly slit the neckline, and slowly slit the clothes.

Sima Junrong's eyes were far away, with a bit of evil spirit. He looked at Bei Hanyi's eyes, as if he saw a long-awaited prey, focused and affectionate, and also a bit domineering.

Completely different from the usual gentle and affectionate Bei Hanyi, Bei Hanyi silently looked at Sima Junrong, thinking: This is the real Sima Junrong, greedy and domineering.

"Hanyi..." Sima Junrong called out eagerly, breathing heavily, stirring up his emotions.

After the cloud and rain gradually subsided, all the nectar remained in Beihanyi's body. Beihanyi's breathing gradually calmed down, and he said softly with a voice that still hadn't subsided: "My waist was almost cut off by you."

Sima Junrong kissed Bei Hanyi's forehead, and said with satisfaction: "I'm sorry, Hanyi, I haven't touched you for several days, I'm a little anxious..." Sima Junrong kissed Bei Hanyi's forehead again, and said: "My Xin, you should understand, I only like you alone, and I only love you alone."

"I understand." Bei Hanyi suddenly felt that with Sima Junrong as his companion in this life, even if he had to go to hell tomorrow, he also felt that he would have no regrets. He smiled and said, "I have always loved you too."

Sima Junrong raised his head in shock, and stared sideways at Bei Hanyi, who was usually stingy with even a word of concern, suddenly started talking about love in a serious manner today.Sima Junrong's reason was overwhelmed by the sudden sense of happiness, and he wrapped himself in Bei Han's clothes to blend together.

The sky was dark, and the candles on the table were half lit. Bei Hanyi lay on the bed exhausted, and said helplessly, "If I had known this, I would never have said that."

Sima Junrong leaned on Bei Hanyi and said triumphantly: "Unfortunately, it's too late, the words have already been spoken, and the work is done. Even if you can take back those words, can you forget the feeling on your body?"

On weekdays, Bei Hanyi would have spat at him mercilessly, but at this moment, his whole body is sore and limp, so he has no intention of arguing with him.

Sima Junrong noticed that Bei Hanyi was in a low mood, obviously exhausting him, he couldn't help laughing and said: "I'm still taking care of your discomfort, so I restrained myself a bit, I can't bear it if I don't think about it, what will I do in the future ?”

Bei Hanyi said vaguely: "I'll talk about the future, ouch, my whole body hurts."

Sima Junrong got up and took the medicine from the dark compartment at the head of the bed, applied some on Bei Hanyi's back, and thoughtfully said: "Go to sleep if you are sleepy, I will take a bath with you when I get up early tomorrow."

Bei Hanyi was too lazy to respond, and let Sima Junrong carry him into his arms.

In the dark night, Bei Hanyi suddenly opened his eyes and moved uncomfortably. Sima Junrong woke up immediately, and said in a low voice, "Why, is there something uncomfortable?"

Bei Hanyi said: "It feels a little strange." Bei Hanyi moved again, and he hesitated: "I feel uncomfortable in the back, a little itchy..." Bei Hanyi twisted again.

Sima Junrong woke up instantly, got up and lit a candle, took a closer look at Bei Hanyi, and saw that his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were a bit dazed, his body was curled up uneasily, trembling slightly.

"Medicine." Sima Junrong yelled in a low voice, and quickly went to the dark grid to find out the medicine that he had just used, and leaned over to the candlestick to have a look. This is not a good medicine for healing wounds, it is clearly a chronic spring that aphrodisiacs and increases interest. Medicine, Acacia.

The medicines hidden in the secret compartment of Wuyang Palace are all high-quality medicines that Sima Junrong specially asked the Imperial Hospital to dispense, and there is also a medicine prescribed blindly, Hehuan.It's just that Sima Junrong didn't dare to use it on him without Bei Hanyi's consent. He hid in a secret compartment and never took it out. He didn't want to take the wrong medicine today, and used Acacia for Bei Hanyi by mistake.

Bei Hanyi groaned softly, his breathing was chaotic and rough, even he himself sensed that he was abnormal, and he had a sliver of reason to tell himself that there must be something wrong.

His whole body was hot and unbearable, eager to challenge his reason, and the string in his mind became tighter and tighter, but when Sima Junrong lowered his head and kissed him, it fell apart in an instant, crumbled into slag, and sank from then on.

"Hanyi, I'm sorry, it's all my negligence that caused you to suffer." His voice was so sweet and clear, Bei Hanyi tried to open his eyes, but was swept away by a huge wave.