These fairies want to be cleaned up by me every day

He looked at Ming Xiangrong, although he didn't even frown, but his eyes had already betrayed him.

At the same time, the sour taste in the mouth began to permeate.

"Giggle..."

Ming Xiangrong seemed to be smiling happily, "What's the matter, Mr. Wei seems not used to jujubes?"

Wei Tu ate it expressionlessly, then looked at her, "I'm just curious, can you eat such sour dates?"

"Is it sour?"

Ming Xiangrong chewed carefully, his expression seemed to be enjoying himself very much.

"Maybe it's because my sense of taste is different from Mr. Wei's. I just like this taste, and I don't even think it's sour enough."

Wei Tu shook his head.

Then stand up.

"If it's all right, then I'll go back. Goodbye, Miss Ming."

Ming Xiangrong waved his hand.

"Your Majesty Wei must behave well tomorrow."

Wei Tu didn't answer, and left without looking back.

The market is still lively, it seems that after the short-term turmoil, except for some rumors, it has returned to normal.

Nothing is more important than your own life. No matter how shocking you hear it, it seems that it has nothing to do with rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

But Ming Xiangrong, who was sitting at the tea stall and eating dates, watched the young man's back gradually go away thoughtfully.

"interesting."

44 If only a little closer

When Wei Tu returned to the palace.

Ye Bingluan fell asleep on the desk.

It seemed that no matter how bored she seemed to be with these memorials before, she still did what an emperor should do.

Seriously deal with the comments below, but it is obviously still a bit too serious.

Wei Tu could see these revised memorials at a glance, even some things written by the ministers seemed to have very little content.

But Ye Bingluan still corrected a lot.

If it weren't for Ye Bingluan's powerful talent and the mental training he taught her, an ordinary emperor might not live for ten years.

Mental and mental exhaustion will always be Mingjun's greatest enemy.

Wei Tu didn't disturb the woman's sleep without coming in.

Even though the posture seemed very casual, he just put his hands on the table, and then just rested his cheeks like this, breathing shallowly.

Some of her hair fell on her arms, and some fell on her shoulders.

It's like branches that grow wantonly and randomly without direction.

The dragon robe fit her perfectly, but Wei Tu could easily think of the simple dress this woman was wearing when he first met him in Nine Suns City.

It seems that now she can realize that the days in Nine Suns City may be the last days of her freedom before she ascended the throne.

She can wear what she wants and do what she wants.

And now, day after day, it's just these clothes, those complicated rules.

As she said, sitting in this position and entering this imperial city is like a bird in a cage.

It seems that your status allows you to control everything.

But how much satisfaction do you get from what you control.

What is gained will be lost, especially in the position of emperor.

Wei Tu looked down at her face, there was no makeup on her fair face.

She has the delicate skin she should have at this age.

But there seemed to be a deep sorrow that couldn't be resolved between the brows.

It seems that many worries that have taken root in my heart have formed a melancholy cloud.

Obviously still so young.

Wei Tu looked at the memorial in her hand, and this posture seemed a little twisted.

So Wei Tu moved the memorial away without intending to disturb her.

But the moment Wei Tu was about to take the memorial away from under her palm.

"do not go……"

Suddenly, her palm tightly held her.

Wei Tu froze for a moment, thinking that the other party had woken up.

But when I looked over, I found that the other party's breathing hadn't changed at all, it was still so well-proportioned and relaxed.

Is this what you feel?

Wei Tu couldn't be sure how the other party did it, he hadn't woken up yet, wasn't he pretending to be asleep...

It seems outrageous.

It is easy to see that people are pretending to be asleep. Not only the frequency of breathing, but also the heartbeat will change slightly depending on whether you are awake or not.

Others may not be able to perceive it, but Wei Tu can perceive it keenly.

So Ye Bingluan did not wake up.

So... don't go, who does she think she is?

Wei Tu lowered his head slightly, and heard the girl whispering very softly.

"Don't go...Wei Tu."

Is it your own name?

The boy felt that he couldn't get his hand out no matter what.

Feeling the temperature of her palm, listening to her breathing, gently brushing aside for her the hair that might affect her sleep.

Isn't this girl really pretending to be asleep...

Thinking of this, Wei Tu looked at the sky outside, and the sunlight gradually shifted.

West Frontier, and then it will fall.

Ye Bingluan didn't know when she fell asleep, she just remembered that her last obsession was to finish the last memorial before going to rest.

Is it done?It seems to be done.

Ye Bingluan was not sure either, she only knew that she was sleeping peacefully, even when she became conscious, she was unwilling to open her eyes.

Because I was wrapped in a warm breath.

It seemed to be worth it to make her feel as if she would sleep like this for a lifetime and never wake up.

Gradually, as her consciousness gradually became clearer, she seemed to realize something.

This breath is indeed very warm, but also very familiar.

Where did it come from...

She slowly opened her eyes.

Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore, and at the same time, I already had expectations in my heart.

It seems that it is easy to disappoint people's expectations if they take the lead in bringing expectations.

Therefore, failure to get what you want often becomes a thorn in your heart. You can't pull it out, but you feel the sting from time to time.

But this time, he didn't seem to let himself down.

She opened her eyes and saw the boy sitting next to her.

She didn't know when he came, but there was no doubt that the reassuring breath she felt while sleeping all came from him.

Some misty eyes blinked with the curled eyelashes.

She looks at him.

He looked over with a very flat expression, neither smiling nor dissatisfied.

"woke up?"

"Um……"

Ye Bingluan tilted her head and slowly raised it up. When she wanted to reach out and rub her eyes, she found that her hand was tightly holding his palm.

Generous and powerful, warm and comfortable.

It seems to be easier to touch than a woman's hand.

Her cheeks blushed subconsciously, as if she had seen the change in her face.

Wei Tu said softly.

"You grabbed me, but I'm not offending Your Majesty."

Ye Bingluan scratched again unconvinced.

"Of course I know, I haven't reached the point where I don't admit what I have done..."

Then Wei Tu took his hand away under her nose.

Those warm feelings seemed to be pulled away.

The young empress looked at Wei Tu with natural dissatisfaction.

The boy smiled.

"Why? Still reluctant?"

"Who cares? I am the king of a country, whose hands can't be touched?"

"Hehehe."

Wei Tu would not be easily irritated by such a provocative method.

Ye Bingluan frowned and looked at Wei Tu.

"Really, when I woke up, I was upset."

Wei Tu stood up and stretched.

"Yeah, I'm such an annoying man..."

There was no excuse, and he accepted it shamelessly.

But at this time, Ye Bingluan noticed that candles were lit in the imperial study at some point, and stars were already shining outside the window.

She recalled how long she had slept, and she seemed unable to judge accurately, but... she must have fallen asleep before dark.

And now...it's like late at night.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Wei Tu opened the window to let in the fresh air.

The wind is very comfortable on the face that just woke up.

"I don't know, I don't like to count time, but there are two hours."

"You just stayed here for two hours?"

Ye Bingluan looked at Wei Tu in disbelief.

Wei Tu looked at her with a smile.

"I was caught by our Majesty for two hours, and my hands were not loose."