Monarch and ministers are the same

"I can't do such treacherous and immoral things as killing the king and killing the lord. If you want to die, find someone else!" Bei Hanyi was also angry. It was a bit ruthless, but the voice was always calm and firm: "If you want the humble minister to stay in the harem forever, there is no door!"

"What are other people! If they have a little disobedience, I will destroy their eight thousand clans! Let alone kill the king and the lord!" Sima Junrong said proudly, and his words softened immediately: "That's you, I don't dare to touch half of your finger. You talk about the rites of a monarch and minister every day, but listen to what you said today, call me a lewd/stick, and ask me to die, which sentence is not enough Did I kill you a hundred times?"

"Then you kill me!" Bei Hanyi curled up.

"I don't! I don't want to!" Sima Junrong said firmly.Bei Hanyi let out a cold snort, and immediately pushed him away: "Okay, then get out!"

"I'm not going out!" Sima Junrong said lapily.

"Can you get out?" Bei Hanyi said with anger.

"stay home!"

"Okay!" Bei Hanyi got up and was about to get out of bed: "If you don't go out, I will go out!"

Sima Junrong stretched his arms and hugged Bei Hanyi's waist, and said sarcastically, "I won't go out, and I won't allow you to go out either!" Rubbing his head fawningly on Bei Hanyi's waist, he became more and more shameless: "Hanyi, I don't want you to go out!" Knowing that I was wrong, why are you still refusing to forgive me? What are you blaming me for? Blame me for persecuting you, or for hurting you? "

Bei Han's white-clothed face suddenly flushed red, he gritted his silver teeth and held back for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, and reprimanded sharply: "You are the son of heaven, but you are full of obscenity, You, you, you slut/stick who would die with a thousand knives!!"

Angrily breaking off the hands around his waist, Bei Hanyi stood up with a flick of his sleeves, but his legs and feet went limp, and he hit the ground with a bang. Before his arms could support the ground, his forehead hit the ground firmly. Dim, Venus revolves.

Sima Junrong was so startled that he jumped off the bed and half hugged Bei Hanyi, anxiously saying, "Hanyi, are you okay? Let me see where it happened?"

Bei Hanyi leaned on Sima Junrong's shoulder, his eyes were dim, and he said dizzily, "Well, I'm dizzy..."

After looking at it carefully, he saw a red mark on Bei Hanyi's forehead. Seeing Bei Hanyi's dazed look, Sima Junrong felt cute and distressed. Obedient, it's time for retribution, come on, I'll carry you to bed and lie down for a while."

Sima Junrong carried Bei Hanyi to the bed, covered him with the quilt, and rubbed his forehead considerately. After a while, Bei Hanyi came back to his senses, but he didn't appreciate it. He stared at Sima Junrong and said, "I don't want to say it a second time, go out !"

"Where should I go to sleep?" Sima Junrong sighed.

"Study!" Bei Hanyi covered his forehead, looking disgusted by the God of Plague.

"I won't go!" Sima Junrong sat on the edge of the bed, and said aggrievedly, "Sleeping in the study is uncomfortable, I want to sleep with you!" Before the words fell on the tip of his tongue, Sima Junrong felt a sudden force on his waist and sat on the ground directly.

Bei Hanyi slowly withdrew his kicked foot, and said ferociously: "You bastard/stick!" He touched the pillow from the bed and threw it directly at Sima Junrong's head: "If you sleep on the floor, if you dare to climb onto my bed, I will beat you to death!" you!!"

The candle flickered lightly, and was blown out by Bei Hanyi with a whistling sound.Bei Hanyi put down the gauze curtain, looked at the misty moonlight reflected on the window, stared at Sima Junrong who was leaning on the edge of the bed, and warned: "Remember, don't climb on the bed!!"