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

"Jin'an?" The emperor was surprised and instinctively reached out to cover his collar. "Why are you here at this time? Didn't we agree to report to you at night?"

"I am here now because I have something important to report," Jin An glanced at Gao Shu who was standing next to the emperor, "Eunuch Gao, please step aside."

Upon hearing this, Gao Shu quickly retreated in a timely manner.

He was puzzled and felt that the leader of the secret guards was acting more and more erratically. He always sent him away, reported to the emperor alone in the inner hall of the Palace of Tranquil Longevity at night, and also asked for water from time to time.

What is it called when two men are in the same hall?

Gao Shu carefully looked back, then quickly left the imperial study, closing the door curtain.

She is clearly not a concubine in the harem, yet she moans more frequently than the most favored Concubine Shu.

Even better than the former queen...

And the emperor actually let him do as he pleased.

Seeing that there was no one around, Jin An stood up slowly, straightened his clothes, and walked forward step by step.

"You, why are you so close all of a sudden?"

The emperor showed fear on his face. He hid back with his back pressed against the throne. He spoke with a hint of fear: "It's daytime now!"

Jin An shrugged, sat down on the table, and said innocently, "I am afraid that there are ears on the other side of the wall, so I came here to report quietly. What did your majesty think of?"

The emperor's face turned red and white: "It's because of you last night..."

"Me?" Jin An crossed his legs. "What's wrong with me?"

Thinking of last night, the emperor was a little angry: "You actually molested me!"

"What's the big deal? This isn't the first time," Jin An said calmly, "Your Majesty wants to use this sharp blade of mine, so naturally he has to pay some price."

Is this the price I have to pay for not summoning my concubines for several nights and letting you play with me?

The emperor still felt a dull pain in his waist from the intense sex last night. He managed to calm himself and changed the subject: "So what's the urgent matter that brought you here at this hour?"

Jin An's hands were restless. While fiddling with the red brush hanging beside the desk, he bumped into the Regent and Nan Yingzhi, and told them that the Regent had saved her on the spot.

His method inexplicably reminded the emperor of what happened last night. The emperor was full of blood and could not resist the teasing, and his ears turned red.

Barely suppressing his anger, the emperor confirmed the situation with Jin An: "Did he really fall into a fight with the South American, and didn't he kill her on the spot?"

"It's absolutely true. I saw it with my own eyes." Jin An picked up the teacup that was placed aside and shook it towards the emperor. "You said you were thirsty. Give me a sip."

The emperor stretched out his hand to grab it: "If you want to drink, let others get a new one. This is my cup."

How could his hand speed be as fast as Jin'an's for someone who doesn't practice martial arts?

Jin An seemed to be teasing him, always pulling away when he was about to reach the cup.

After struggling breathlessly for a while, the teacup remained firmly in Jin'an's hand.

Although he could drink without clinking the cups, Jinan deliberately moved closer and sipped the tea in small sips.

The tea rolled down Jin'an's throat along with his Adam's apple. The emperor turned his head away, comforting himself that if he didn't see it, he wouldn't be bothered.

"How strange," the emperor changed the subject, "Doesn't my brother always hate physical contact?"

When Jin An heard him talking, he tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp. Then he turned the glass cup upside down and answered irrelevantly: "Good tea."

The emperor ignored his praise as if he was ignoring his topic, and just turned the jade ring on his finger without making a sound.

"Yun Ting," Jin An put down the teacup with a "click" and leaned closer to him, his words carrying the fragrance of tea, "Don't keep staring at your brother."

Jin An poked his chest lightly with his finger, saying meaningfully: "I'll be jealous."

Yun Ting ignored the "jealous" argument. He was full of disbelief: "You, you dare to call me by my name!"

"Yes, you heard me right. I just called you by your real name," Jin An said, with a shrewd face, "What do you want? Fire me?"

Yun Ting remained silent, his chest heaving violently with anger.

"You don't dare, because you still expect me to be your spy." The two looked at each other for a while, and Jin An pinched Yun Ting's cheek and pulled up the corner of his mouth to force him to smile. "After all, you are alone and weak, who else can you use besides me?"

Yun Ting couldn't come up with any reason to refute, so he could only glare at Jin An angrily and let him rub and flatten his face.

Because of this fact, both military and political power fell into the hands of the Regent.

Ordinary memorials from ministers were sent to the Regent's Palace rather than the Imperial Study. His role as the emperor was only to express his approval with a red pen on the official documents revised by the Regent.

I don't think he would dare to write "no", otherwise he would have a conflict with the Regent.

Since he ascended the throne, this system has been used until now - during the ninth year of Dali, many people in the court no longer knew the emperor and only recognized the regent. These people were the regent party.

Many of them are talented and ambitious people, and they are loyal supporters of "following the lead of the Regent".

However, the emperor is the minister's responsibility and there are still royalists in the court.

Unfortunately, most of them are corrupt and stubborn old bones, which are incompatible with Yun Ting’s wild and imaginative ideas.

After a few casual chats, Yun Ting was shocked by their backward views on many matters.

Apart from these two factions, there is a large neutral party that is watching and waiting.

In order to secure his throne, Yun Ting racked his brains to win them over. Zhao Qiao's father, Admiral Zhao, who was a first-rank official, was one of them.

Yun Ting hated Jin An for touching him, but he could do nothing about it.

At least now he is still in his infancy and still needs Jin'an's full support.

Jin An ignored the random thoughts in his mind and slid his hand down to undress him.

Yun Ting was furious. He shook off Jin An's hand that was about to touch his belt and shouted tremblingly, "How dare you!"

Jin An's face darkened when his movements were interrupted. He couldn't help but become irritated: "Yun Ting, it's happened so many times, why are you still shy?"

Yun Ting was shaking all over. He spoke with difficulty: "This is the imperial study. It's not dark yet."

"I know," Jin An spread his hands indifferently, "So what?"

"I, in the imperial study, indulged in lust in broad daylight," Yun Ting said in a hoarse voice, almost breaking the last word, "Is this appropriate?"

"What's wrong?" Jin An sneered, "Do you want to handle official business?"

He grabbed the only Northern Army Report that had not been reviewed by the Regent, submitted by his own men and sent directly to the Emperor, and said, "You mean, review this?"

"Or," Jin An casually picked up the remaining memorials with Yun Ji's comments, "'Review' these?"

"You," The "correction" matter was brought to the table. Yun Ting was angry and embarrassed. He grabbed the memorial and said, "Put it down!"

Jin An didn't let up: "If I don't let go, what can you do to me?"

Yun Ting was afraid that the two of them would tear up the minister's memorial, so he had to let go, gritting his teeth and looking unhappy.

"Are you angry about being exposed?" Jin An put down the memorial and said in a bewitching tone, "Even if the sky falls, you have Yun Ji to support you. He will also review the memorial for you, so what if you commit adultery in broad daylight?"

Yun Ting frowned deeply, but couldn't say anything to refute.

Doesn't he want to approve it himself?

But Yun Ji had no intention of giving up power. What could he do?

Do you want to rob them by force?

Without military power, the end result of trying to seize it by force would be to be forced to abdicate!

Jin An kissed him from the corner of his lips, but ultimately did not untie his belt.

“Forget it.” Seeing that he was unwilling, Jin An raised his hands in surrender and stepped back. “I won’t touch you now, okay?”

Yun Ting had prepared himself to be treated roughly again, but suddenly he didn't have to do that. He raised his head with a dazed look in his eyes.

"I won't go on now, okay!"

Jinan is a rough man who doesn't know how to coax people, so he can only repeat this sentence over and over again.

Can I, do you care?

Yun Ting felt disheartened and nodded listlessly.

Jin An hurriedly walked to the window, ready to jump out, but as if he remembered something, he turned back and said, "You are not allowed to call your concubines to sleep with you tonight. Wash yourself and wait for me in bed!"

Yun Ting agreed on the surface but sneered in his heart: If you don't let me find it, I won't do what you want!

Thinking of the South American who was extremely talented and whom the emperor had chosen to let go, he had an idea in his mind.