After rebirth, he quit the cinnabar mole

In the silence of the night, Jiang Xinyue didn't wait for the eunuch's sedan chair, and was flustered.

And Kunning Palace ushered in an unexpected guest.

Zhong Yanyu, with long hair reaching her waist, took off her jade crown and was about to rest when she saw the bright yellow figure in the mirror.

"Your Majesty." He turned around, lowered his eyes, and wanted to bow down, but Jing Guhan held his hand.

"Why are you so divided?" Jing Guhan's deep voice sounded.

Zhong Yanyu looked around, there were no maids and eunuchs in the palace, only two people left.

"The emperor was joking. There is a difference between monarchs and ministers, and etiquette cannot be broken." He took a step back to avoid the man's hot palm.

The young man has a slender waist, a thin shirt and light shoes, and his unparalleled Qinghua like jade is imprinted on his heart.

Jing Guhan felt that Zhong Yanyu was angry, but it was indeed Jiang Xinyue who he brought back first.

His tone was soft, "If you don't like Xinyue, I will let her live farther away, so as not to disturb your peace."

"Your Majesty is joking, I am naturally very happy with Sister Jiang, and there are more people to serve the Emperor." Zhong Yanyu smiled without smiling, and lowered her eyes to hide the hatred in her eyes.

"What about the draft?" Jing Guhan took a step forward, staring at Zhong Yanyu like an eagle, guessing that he was angry.

"If you don't like it, I will find a reason to cancel it."

"Your majesty is worrying too much, and I can't help but be overjoyed. You can also have more younger sisters to help the royal family." Zhong Yanyu retreated a little further.

The young man was always respectful and thoughtful of him, but Jing Guhan noticed this man's slight alienation.

They should be intimate. Before the winter hunt, the gentle and soft boy was still lying on his body, completely naked, begging for mercy with a hoarse voice, let him come back earlier.

But it's been more than a month, what happened?

It was right in front of his eyes, but there seemed to be a barrier between them. He held the young man's hand, as if it was not out of reach.

Zhong Yanyu sensed that something was wrong, and coughed a few times, "I have not recovered from the cold, and I am afraid that the sickness will give the dragon's body. I am afraid that it will be difficult to take care of Your Majesty tonight."

The words have been made very clear, but Jing Guhan is still holding his hand, his eyes are calm and persistent, "Yanyu, you are still angry, right?"

It was as if it was predicted that what he did before was to annoy him for breaking his promise. ?