Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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The little eunuch who was accompanying him was startled, and then said cautiously: "The chief executive went back to his yard in the afternoon, saying that he... went to rest."

The last few words were almost blurted out by him in his mouth.

Naturally, what happened in His Majesty's bedroom cannot be hidden from the Imperials, and they also knew about the dispute between the two in the afternoon.

He originally thought that the chief executive would persuade His Majesty lightly and give His Majesty a chance to put out the fire.

But I never thought that that person was actually...

Straight to bed?

Seeing His Majesty's gloomy eyes again, the man unconsciously lit a piece of wax for the chief executive.

This……

Why bother?

What is the trouble between you and the supreme emperor?

Everything is wrong, and it will not be the fault of the emperor.

Chu Chen rubbed his forehead, and the flame in his heart that had calmed down rose again when he heard Xie Zhuo's whereabouts.

This time, he was uneasy.

Thinking about whether Xie Zhuo cared about him at all, whether his attitude at that time would frighten him, and even more thinking about how to deal with the storm in the court.

But what about that person?

The man went straight to sleep.

Chu Chen was never more sure than now, that person had no feelings for him other than awe.

After that night, he didn't cry or make noise because he was the emperor, because he was the superior and had to obey.

Now he doesn't care about accepting his concubine because he has never regarded the relationship between the two as a normal one that can declare the feelings of the world.

Maybe he thought it was just a play on him by the superiors, maybe he thought it was just a whim.

Can……

A shadow flashed in Chu Chen's eyes, and he never thought it was a whim.

Now that they have integrated with that person, they share weal and woe.

He will not allow anyone to insert into this small space, nor will he allow Xie Zhuo to have other retreats.

He will be Xie Zhuo's, but at the same time Xie Zhuo must also be his.

But now, that person doesn't seem to have this awareness.

Chu Chen suddenly laughed lowly, it's okay...

As long as he wants to, that's fine.

He is the emperor, there is nothing he cannot do in this world.

Sensing His Majesty's increasingly gloomy mood, the servant fell to his knees uncomfortably.

He rested his head on the ground, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the corner of the clothes embroidered with dragon patterns walking in front of him.

The dragon pattern disappeared a little hastily, just like His Majesty's mood at the moment.

Under the high moonlight, an unexpected visitor ushered in the small courtyard.

Now Xie Zhuo lives in the courtyard where he was released from the prison.

He lived on Chu Chenlong's bed for so long that everyone forgot about it.

Familiar coals were burning in the charcoal basin, and bursts of smoke came from inside.

In order to prevent himself from carbon monoxide poisoning, he opened the window a small opening.

The cold wind accompanied by the warmth of the charcoal fire made him experience the double world of ice and fire.

When Chu Chen arrived here, he was sleeping happily wrapped in a quilt.

On the cheeks, I don't know whether it was the blush from the heat or the cold wind.

When Chu Chen came, he was filled with countless angers.

But the moment he saw that face, the anger disappeared.

What followed was guilt that rose from nowhere.

Now, Xie Zhuo is his only pillow, but his small courtyard is still so dilapidated.

Everything is showing that Xie Zhuo is nothing without him.

He has no property of his own, no support of his own, just like duckweed without roots.

He didn't get the slightest favor for being the emperor's pillow, and his life was even worse than that of ordinary palace people.