Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

As if he could see what Yun Ji was thinking, Yun Ting took the lead and put his finger on his red lips.

He stared into Yun Ji's eyes, as if begging, "Ah Lian, don't say no."

If Yunji was still the regent, he would certainly express his resistance with righteous words.

But this is a different time and he needs to understand the facts clearly.

When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. As a beauty in the harem, you naturally cannot touch the emperor's reverse scale.

Yun Ji endured the discomfort of having her lips touched, looked back at Yun Ting, and smiled sensibly without any emotion: "Your Majesty, it is my honor to have lunch with me, how dare I refuse?"

"It's good that you know," Yun Ting retracted his fingers, held onto the screen, and prepared to go around to the outer hall. He seemed to remember something, and turned back to instruct Yun Ji, "Change your clothes, and then come out for dinner."

Yun Ji knew whether his body was wet or not, and he would change into clean clothes without Yun Ting telling him.

Yun Ji happened to hear Yun Ting say this, and he sat upright on the bed and nodded: "Yes."

Yun Ting retracted his gaze, stepped out, and left with a faint sigh: "I want the hibiscus color."

Finally, he no longer had to maintain his demeanor, and Yun Ji fell quickly onto the bed as if he was falling apart.

Remembering that this would wet the sheets, he struggled to get up and asked Lan Fu for advice: "Lan Fu, what is hibiscus color?"

"Hmm, hibiscus color," Lan Fu was searching in the closet according to the emperor's words. Her voice came from the closet, sounding a little muffled. "It's the color of the lotus flower when it is in full bloom. It's almost the same as pink."

"Pink?" Yun Ji stood up, feeling inexplicably tired. He said with a hint of resentment, "Pink again..."

"Miss," Lan Fu finally found the right clothes and reached out to take off Yun Ji's clothes, "You used to like pink."

"The past is the past," Yun Ji grabbed the "Regent King" robe that Lan Fu was about to take away, "Wait, don't take this back yet."

"Miss," Lanfu loosened her robe and took it back for him, her voice full of gossip, "When did you become so close to the Regent?"

Yun Ji's heart beat faster for no reason because of what she said. He reluctantly held up his half-wet robe and stroked it carefully with his hand.

Are he and Nan Yingzhi very close?

Thinking that Lan Fu would be able to keep his Mid-Autumn Festival tryst with Nan Yingzhi a secret, and Lan Fu was not someone who could not be trusted, Yun Ji subconsciously wanted to tell her everything.

"Empress Lian," Gao Shu's voice suddenly came through the screen, urging him to hurry up, "The Emperor has been waiting for a while."

The beautiful thoughts in his heart were interrupted. Yun Ji cooperated with Lan Fu to take off his outer robe and replied loudly: "Got it!"

"It's a long story," Pan Ran realized that Yun Ting was waiting in the outer hall. It was inappropriate for him to talk about the "Regent King". Yun Ji said in a deep voice, avoiding the topic, "I'll tell you when I have time."

"Okay," Lan Fu was about to untie Yun Ji's bellyband when he suddenly grabbed her hand. She asked in confusion, "Miss, what's the matter?"

"I'll change my bellyband myself," Yun Ji fumbled with the knot of the bellyband behind him with one hand and turned it with the other hand, "You, turn your back."

"Okay, okay," Lan Fu could not persuade him, so she turned around obediently, "Miss, why are you so shy? It was the same when I was taking a bath last night, and you didn't even let Lan Fu in to serve you..."

After bathing and dressing last night, Yunji has become skilled at changing his bellyband, but he still needs Lanfu's help to change the complicated outer robe.

He quickly put on his bellyband and called Lanfu over to help him put on his outer robe.

Lanfu is very professional when it comes to serving people.

In less than a moment, she not only helped Yun Ji change his clothes, but also untied his hair and tied it into a bun to match his clothes.

After letting Yunji use rouge paper to touch up her lips, Lan Fu looked at the beautiful lady in the bronze mirror and said proudly, "It's OK!"

Yun Ji was not as happy as she was. He looked at the pink and tender wide sleeves on his arms, wanting to cry but unable to: "So beautiful, so pretty."

"Miss," Lan Fu helped him up, her eyes full of envy, "You have a face as rosy as a peach, pink is so suitable for you."

It can be seen that this face is indeed suitable for the lively hibiscus color, but asking him, a man who has reached adulthood, to wear pink...

Yun Ji rubbed his arms with a chill, feeling a little dizzy. He gently stopped Lan Fu from praising him: "Don't mention it."

As they turned the screen, Lan Fu asked Yun Ji, "Is the Regent's robe also placed in the closet with Lord Jin'an's robe?"

"No," Yunji pointed to the open window, "Now the sun is out, take it out to dry."

Lan Fu nodded, helped him over the threshold, and walked straight to Yun Ting.

From the moment Yun Ji walked out, Yun Ting began to stare at him intently.

Yunji's long hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, her face was lightly powdered, and she wore a lotus leaf skirt embroidered with hibiscus and hundreds of butterflies. "She" had curved eyebrows and eyes, and looked exactly like A-Lian before she was sick.

A'lian, who always appeared in his dreams, appeared in reality. Yun Ting couldn't help himself. He reached out and grabbed Yun Ji's white hand and pulled him into his arms.

"Your Majesty?" He was too strong. Yun Ji subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away, but couldn't. He could only lower his eyebrows and look, and said in a soft voice, "You hurt me."

Yun Ting seemed to have just come to his senses. He rubbed Yun Ting's red wrist in surprise and said in a panic: "Alian, I don't mean to hurt you, really."

Yun Ji maintained a faint smile on his face, with contempt in his heart. When you pinched my hand just now, did you ever think that it would hurt me if you pinched me with such force?

He is not a magnanimous person and never accepts apologies after the fact. After all, it is boring to make apologies after the fact.

Yun Ji took note of it in his heart, and smiled brightly. He did not say a word of forgiveness, but simply changed the subject: "Your Majesty, please have your meal."

"Okay," Yun Ting took Yun Ji's hand and led him to the table with great care, "Listen to Ah Lian and have dinner."

Since the emperor was having lunch in Zhuixia Palace, a lot of delicious food was sent from the imperial kitchen. Various dishes were gathered together and spread out on a large table.

While waiting for Yun Ji to change clothes, the eunuch who tasted the food had finished, so Yun Ting came over and sat down. He picked up the chopsticks and asked Yun Ji to start eating.

Yun Ji didn't care much about food when he was in the palace. The cook would light the fire and cook on time every day and have someone send meals to his study.

However, he was busy with official duties, and always had a meal while reading memorials after much urging.

As for the harem, Yun Ji had been drinking white porridge and eating vegetables last night and this morning, without any meat. When he saw such a sumptuous table, he didn't know where to start.

Normally, a table full of food should have whetted his appetite, but Yun Ji felt dizzy and had no appetite for some reason.

He looked at the delicacies on the table and hesitantly ordered some Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

"Ah Lian," Yun Ting said, picking up a pine nut and lily puff pastry for him, "Try this."

The unique aroma of desserts wafted into Yun Ji's nose, and he instinctively felt nauseous. He silently pushed the pine nut and lily pastry, which was shaped like a lily and shone like gold, to the side of the bowl without saying a word.

Yun Ting was embarrassed to find that Yun Ji would calmly refuse to taste it.

This pastry is Ah-Lian’s favorite. As Ah-Lian’s substitute, how could “she” not like it?!