Monarch and ministers are the same

"Let me dismiss it." Bei Hanyi said unconvinced: "Let Yang Youfu follow me every day, do you really think that I am a charming lady in the boudoir?" When he opened his mouth, he was full of resentment: "Take down my position as prime minister , do you think you can really trap me in the harem for the rest of your life? Even if you get married, if I want to leave, you can't stop me."

When Bei Hanyi lost his temper, he stood still quietly, Leng Youyou said every word very seriously, but Sima Junrong felt that his angry appearance was very pleasing to the eye, so he raised his chin and listened carefully. After finishing speaking, I asked: "Do you drink tea? Just brewed Wuliu Fu."

"Drink." Bei Hanyi walked to the imperial case, reached out to touch the teacup, but Sima Junrong grabbed his wrist, and Sima Junrong smiled, "Are you angry? Angry that I won't let you be prime minister? Or, Are you angry that I didn't accompany you well?"

Bei Hanyi wanted to pull back his hand, but he didn't pull away, his face was slightly red, and he looked calm, and lied solemnly: "Joke, I am a majestic prime minister of a country, and I am not so narrow-minded."

Sima Junrong dismantled him unkindly: "But you are no longer the prime minister."

"You..." Bei Hanyi was so annoyed that he pulled out his hand a few times, but he still couldn't pull it back. Instead, Sima Junrong grabbed him tighter and he said angrily, "Let go! I want to go back!"

"Where are you going back?" The angrier Bei Hanyi became, the more Sima Junrong refused to let him go, and he asked again: "I'm quite happy that you are a little narrow-minded now and then. Like last time, it's okay to be jealous or something. OK."

"I'm not jealous." Bei Hanyi firmly denied.

"Sophistry." Sima Junrong refuted him, and did not go into details. He stretched out his hand to support Bei Hanyi's waist, lifted him vigorously, and carried him into his arms from the front of the case. The booklets were swept all over the floor.

Sima Junrong held him face to face in his arms, carefully looked at Bei Hanyi's eyebrows, and stroked his waist with a malicious hand.

"You, let me go." Bei Hanyi struggled a few times, but he didn't break away, but was held tighter by Sima Junrong, his face was very close, the tip of his nose was almost touching, Bei Hanyi suddenly felt his heart beating so fast Missed a beat.

"Don't move, let me take a good look at you. I haven't seen you this close for a long time." Sima Junrong said, and moved closer, his chests were pressed against each other, and the sound of his heartbeat was clear and palpable.

Bei Hanyi put his hands on Sima Junrong's shoulders, and didn't look at him, but the distance was too close, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, and his heartbeat quickened unconsciously. For the first time, he felt that he really wanted something from Sima Junrong.He realized this, and became bolder. He lowered his head and touched Sima Junrong's lips, and said in a low voice, "What are you thinking right now? I know better than you."

Sima Junrong licked Bei Hanyi's ears affectionately, and said frivolously: "Isn't what I think is exactly what you want?"

"To each other." Bei Hanyi unexpectedly did not deny it.

Sima Junrong's heart was so hot that he jumped up, and he couldn't wait to eat Beihan's clothes dry.Bei Hanyi blocked him with one hand: "You bastard/stick, seriously, this is the Imperial Study Room!"

"I can't control that much anymore." Sima Junrong rolled under the desk with Bei Hanyi in his arms.Bei Hanyi said angrily, "You bastard/stick...!!"

Recently, there was a joke in the palace. After Liu Taibao's imperial study tried to persuade the lord to give up the prime minister, for some reason, three days later, he let his grandson Liu Xuanqing get married hastily, and surrounded Fuluo City After going around three times, it seems that they are afraid that people in the world will not know.

When Sima Junrong heard about this, he was drinking tea and chatting with Bei Hanyi. Yang Youfu happened to be waiting on the sidelines, so he mentioned the matter. Disdainfully said: "As for his grandson, a simple bag, not worth one ten-thousandth of cold clothes, even if he pays for it backwards, I still feel that I am at a loss."

Bei Hanyi didn't know about this, and looked at Sima Junrong with a puzzled expression on his face, and Sima Junrong simply recounted the incident in the Yushufang with embellishments.After Bei Hanyi heard this, he snorted coldly and reprimanded slightly: "Liu Taibao is getting old, and you are a womanizer, and you are also a manly man. If you talk like that, it is no wonder he is not worried. Why bother to scare him."

"Who asked him to meddle in my business? My father and king acquiesced in our marriage, but he, an old man, came out to meddle. This is really not as good as Taishi Su and Taifu Che." Sima Junrong said nothing. Shangxin suddenly remembered something, and said excitedly: "Hanyi, do you know why the father would acquiesce in my affairs with you?"

"Why?" Bei Hanyi guessed, "It can't be because I'm the prime minister's son, right?"

"This is just one reason." Sima Junrong recalled for a while, and said: "My father also has someone he likes, and he is also a man, but my father did not resist the pressure of the court, gave up the person he loved, and chose this Jiangshan, however, even though Jiangshan won, none of them could share with him the sense of superiority, he only felt that the heights were too cold, and when his father went back to find that person, that person was already gone. So, he It’s because he doesn’t want me to miss someone I shouldn’t miss like him.”

Bei Hanyi suddenly realized and nodded: "I see, it's a great pity that I can't be with the person I like."

"That's why I hold on to you tightly. Once I let go, Hanyi, you will be my regret in this life." Sima Junrong shook Bei Hanyi's hand with great emotion.

Bei Hanyi shook his hand back, the palm of his hand was warm and warm, Bei Hanyi tightened his hand, and for a moment he sighed: "Who said it wasn't."

If Bei Hanyi hadn't opened his mind and refused to accept Sima Junrong, what would Sima Junrong do?He is kind on the surface, but cruel on the inside, if he is pushed to the extreme, what will happen?Bei Hanyi thought about it, and asked out of his mind: "Jun Rong, if I still refuse to accept you, what should you do, continue to wait, or kill me?"

"This..." Sima Junrong tilted his head and pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "It's not possible to kill you, I know that I really like you, and it is possible to imprison you. You are close to me, my love , you will know it naturally."

"So confident?" Bei Hanyi smiled: "What if I still don't get the hang of it?"

"You're just being serious with me. Now you're not mine yet." Sima Junrong squinted at him, speaking frivolously: "How many times have we been in the bridal chamber, and you're still talking about those things that have disappeared?" thing."

Bei Hanyi, who couldn't help being teased, turned his face away slightly, covered his face with a teacup, coughed in disguise, and said in a low voice, "Why are you bringing up such a thing?"

Sima Junrong was in a good mood when he saw the shame on his face. He laughed aloud: "What are you afraid of? Others don't dare to laugh when they hear it. If they dare to laugh, I'll make him laugh till he dies."

Bei Hanyi turned around, and quickly poured a cup of tea into Sima Junrong's arms. Sima Junrong jumped up, patted the water stains on his body, and shouted: "What are you doing, I'm joking."

"No need to shoot, the tea is not hot." Bei Hanyi calmly put down the teacup in his hand, and explained: "I accidentally slipped my hand just now, please take care of me." There was a hint of displeasure in his words.