Monarch and ministers are the same

"You're so angry, what are you doing?" Sima Junrong kept complaining, shaking the foam from the tea leaves by pulling at the skirt of his clothes.Bei Hanyi looked at it quietly for a while, then warned him unhurriedly: "You can eat indiscriminately, but don't talk indiscriminately!"

Now that Sima Junrong got Bei Hanyi, he cherished it very much, and he smiled a little more than usual, a little softly: "All right, all right, whatever you say, I will obey you."

Bei Hanyi snorted in satisfaction, handed the empty teacup to Yang Youfu to refill his tea, and said in thought, "I don't want to make the city stormy about your and my marriage. Everyone knows it, so you can figure it out."

He didn't give Sima Junrong any advice, he only expressed his own thoughts, and the rest depended on what Sima Junrong would do and what he would do.Sima Junrong didn't expect Bei Hanyi to say this, and guessed in confusion: "Why? You, sorry? Or are you afraid that people in the world will scold you?"

"The people are all yours, and I'm still afraid that others will scold me?" Bei Hanyi didn't care, and said coldly: "What's the meaning of extravagance, it's better to be simple, that's the truth."

Sima Junrong hummed: "It's up to you."

Bei Hanyi glanced at Sima Junrong indifferently: "In the future, if you dare to kill innocent people behind my back, I will not stop you. After all, you are the emperor, and I am just an ordinary person. I can't manage the emperor's affairs. At worst, I will die to replace you." You have paid the debt of blood, if you treat me sincerely, you will restrain your will to kill, otherwise, you will personally collect my corpse in the future."

"You say that again." Sima Junrong sighed: "For you, I will do more good deeds to accumulate virtue for both of us."

"That's good, I just want to remind you first, think twice before doing things in the future." Bei Hanyi said: "Okay, there's nothing else, you can go and critique papers, I'll go out of the palace for a walk."

"Looking for Li Duyao again?"

"What? You don't care about that?" Bei Hanyi looked at Sima Junrong calmly and smiled: "I'll just go and see him, anyway, we can be considered friends."

"I think you went too diligently, Jinghua will be jealous." Sima Junrong reminded him.

"He just wants to be jealous. I'm not afraid of him. Does he dare to move a finger of mine?" Bei Hanyi got up and walked behind Sima Junrong, and patted him on the shoulder: "I have a backer, so I'm not afraid of anything."

He said he has backers and he is not afraid of anything.Sima Junrong felt warm in his heart when he heard it, and his whole body felt like he was flying away. Facing the report of a case, he couldn't calm down. He was full of that sentence. He felt that everything he had done before was worth it. up.

Yang Youfu couldn't help laughing at Sima Junrong who was fooling around at Zhezi. A person who falls in love, even if he is an emperor, will still become an idiot because of love.

"What are you laughing at, Yang Youfu, you are getting more and more courageous now, and you dare to smile so happily in front of me!" Sima Junrong threw a booklet on Yang Youfu, and suddenly asked with complacency: "Hmph, what are you doing?" Am I happy?"

Yang Youfu reached out to catch the zhezi, and apologized: "I don't dare, but I just see the master so happy, and my servant is also very happy."

"I look very happy?" Sima Junrong suddenly felt drunk: "I feel like honey has been poured into my heart, it's so sweet." Enjoying this feeling of happiness, he closed his eyes and smiled. Happiness suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Yang Youfu, how is your day today?"

"Ah?" Yang Youfu was at a loss: "How about what?"

"Is today a good day?" Sima Junrong smiled all over his face, as if he couldn't wait: "It's better to hit the sun than choose a date, and get married today, Yang Youfu, go to Tai Shiling to figure out how the day is going, if the day is auspicious, you... "He beckoned Yang Youfu to come over mysteriously, and gave careful instructions with his ears.

Yang Youfu took the order to go, and Sima Junrong was still smiling and dazed at the full case by himself.

After touching half a stick of incense, Yang Youfu came to report excitedly: "Today is auspicious, suitable for marriage."

Sima Junrong clapped his hands and said, "Excellent."

The stars have just covered the night, and they are scattered with faint brilliance.Bei Hanyi came back at night, but there was no one guarding the Wuyang Hall, it was empty, only a cup of residual tea was on the table.

Flipping through the book half way through, the vermilion pen dipped in cinnabar ink was placed on the pen rest, and there was a drop of cinnabar ink dripping on the table, it was clear that he had just left and left in a very hasty manner.

What did he do?Bei Hanyi guessed, what could make him so anxious?Just as Bei Hanyi was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps approaching from far away, and Yang Youfu said in a sharp voice: "Master, come back, hurry up, lift up, let's go."

Bei Hanyi was in a daze when the six or seven palace people who surrounded him lifted them up and left the Wuyang Hall. Bei Hanyi shouted inexplicably, "Yang Youfu, what are you doing? You put me down!"

"Have you got all the clothes ready?" Yang Youfu ignored Bei Hanyi's question, and hurried all the way, ordering: "Quick, first go to Yong'an Palace personally and report that the young master has returned to the palace, go quickly." .”

When the words fell, a thin palace man beside him, like a rabbit, walked towards Yong'an Palace.

Bei Hanyi was puzzled and annoyed, holding back his anger in his words: "Yang Youfu, tell them to let me down? What is this for? Believe it or not..."

Yang Youfu interrupted with great interest: "This is what the lord ordered, so you should stop struggling, young master."

"Him?" Bei Hanyi struggled again: "What does he want to do?"

"When the time comes, the young master will naturally know." Yang Youfu's mouth was so strict that he didn't even speak a word.

They didn't go directly to Yong'an Palace, but went to an attic near Yong'an Palace, where they were forced to bathe and burn incense, and Bei Hanyi was full of anger, and his heart was about to burst out.

When she saw that Shanghua was holding a wedding gown as bright as the sun, all the anger and haze in her heart dissipated in an instant.

Bei Hanyi stared at the Xipao that Shanghua was holding in disbelief, knowing what Sima Junrong was thinking, he couldn't help but ask, "What does he want to do?"

Chang Hua happily said: "My lord is going to marry the young master."

The red silk in the Yong'an Palace is full of festive red, but it can't match the red clothes of Sima Junrong standing in front of the happy words. His eyes were as dazzling as the stars, he only looked at Bei Hanyi, and softly called: "Hanyi, come here."

Bei Hanyi was stunned, as if in a dream, he walked over step by step, and when he was only two steps away from Sima Junrong, Sima Junrong grabbed his wrist and hugged him into his arms, Sima Junrong arrived Touching his forehead, he asked with a soft smile, "What's the matter? Are you unhappy that we're married?"

"Happy." Bei Hanyi still felt like he was in a dream: "I feel like I'm dreaming."

"You don't like to make big fuss, so I only let a few palace people close to you make trouble in Yong'an Palace, and no one else was invited. This feast belongs to you and me only." Sima Junrong Touching the tip of his nose, exhaling like blue: "Han Yi, from today onwards, you and I will be husband and wife, live under the same quilt, and die under the same acupuncture point."

Bei Hanyi said, "Okay."

The flower-clothed Xue Xue and the others surrounded the hall to get married, and the noise lasted until midnight, like a dream that was extremely prosperous, gradually ending and returning to the ordinary.

Beihan was dressed in happy clothes, and his originally fair and handsome face was set off by the color of his body, making him even more fascinating.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looked at Sima Junrong sitting next to him, thought for a while and smiled, "Husband?"

"I'm here." Sima Junrong responded with a smile, stretched out his hand to take Bei Hanyi, touched the tip of his nose, and whispered softly: "Hanyi, a good night is rare."

"Don't be arrogant." Bei Hanyi continued with a smile.

Under the cover of layers of luxury, there is an indiscriminate love between the monarch and the ministers, and the indiscriminate love between the monarch and the ministers, it is an enviable romance.

"There's one thing I haven't figured out all this time?"

"what?"

"You are the king, and I am the minister. The king and the minister have been different since ancient times. Why are you so attached to me?"

"You are obsessed with the difference between the monarch and his subjects, but I am only attached to you. Although there are differences between the monarch and his subjects, there is no difference in love after all. I love you only because you are Bei Hanyi."

No matter what kind of love, no matter what kind of love, a love that is prosperous to the extreme will always wither one day, but, if the prosperity passes, even if it withers, there will be no regrets...

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