Qu clear as promised

It is not the first time that I have fallen with Liang Hui, Zhu Zhiyi is not shy, his body is cold, and his hands and feet are still cold after sleeping half the night, Liang Hui directly sandwiches his feet between his legs, and rubs his forehead to calm his nerves .

Zhu Zhiyi broke away for a while, Liang Hui sneered: "If you don't warm you up, you will freeze me in the middle of the night."

"..." Liang Hui always had a reason, Zhu Zhiyi could only let him go, and sighed inwardly. It felt very comfortable to be covered by someone. He would relax around Liang Hui and no longer be strict with himself. Indulge and indulge yourself to temporarily unload the ancient teachings and rituals and the common people in the temple.

Liang Hui was like a stove, he fell asleep quickly.

Zhu Zhiyi has never had such a deep sleep since she joined the job. When she woke up, the sun was high and there was no one beside her pillow. Zhu Zhiyi thought of her daily morning routine, and was startled. Yuping said that the emperor had sent all the palaces to say good morning. The concubine Junyi went back, and said that the queen has been working hard recently, so don't bother her if she has nothing to do.

The Empress Dowager also sent someone to say that the Empress Dowager has frequently attended bedtime recently, so she will not greet her every day.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi had a headache, "Where is the emperor?"

"After returning to the king, the emperor went to the imperial study room at dawn."

"..." Really good, Liang Hui!Tricked him to sleep in the dark in the bedroom, and went to work hard by himself.

This is like when you went to the South Study Room, your classmates lied to you that you were not doing your job properly, playing with things and losing your mind, and you secretly worked hard to study hard.

Yuping added fuel to the flames: "The emperor ordered Eunuch Zhang to take sick leave for you, and told you to stay in the palace before the Summer Dew Festival to take care of yourself, so that you don't have to go to the government office every day to do your job."

"..."

At that time, a huge group of people suddenly came to Feng Sui Palace, the one in the lead was Zhang Fuhai, who respectfully greeted Ann: "Good luck, queen."

Zhu Zhiyi waived his gift and ordered Qiao Yi to serve tea.

The father-in-law had a smile on his face: "The emperor ordered the servants to come and ask, is there still room for the emperor to use the queen's office here?"

Zhu Zhiyi: "..."

"The emperor said that he doesn't have many things, just a corner."

Zhu Zhiyi glanced at the attendants lined up behind him, some were holding case files, some were holding scrolls, some were holding the Four Treasures of the Study, and even the picture of Liang Hui's favorite four friends in the Royal Study Room was moved over. Are you really "asking" his opinion?

The people from the Sansi Jiuku Internal Affairs Office are all there, so can he say no?

Zhu Zhiyi was put on like this, but she was still very kind: "Of course, please trouble my father-in-law, come, let's have a cup of tea first."

"The Queen's words are serious, and you've broken the servant." Zhang Fuhai was also very persuaded by his master's move, which meant that the Queen had a good temper, a broad mind, and tolerated him.

The attendants fiddled around for a while, and Zhu Zhiyi's originally spacious study room was not so empty with Liang Hui's objects. Zhang Fuhai had to bite the bullet and pass on the words of his master: "Your Majesty, the Emperor said that his scriptures, discussing your can be used."

Zhu Zhiyi raised his eyebrows and agreed, but he would not mess with Liang Hui's things.

When Liang Hui came back, he was just in time for dinner, and a table was set up that was a bit spicy. Although Zhu Zhiyi ordered everything to be as usual, Shang Gongfang didn't dare to prepare anything.

Liang Hui saw that Zhu Zhiyi didn't want to talk, and he didn't let the palace servants wait around, so he added vegetables and soup for him, and asked, "Does the Qing rule annoy me?"

Zhu Zhiyi was not annoyed, but just puzzled. After a moment of silence, he asked: "Isn't the emperor afraid of leaking secrets?" So many books were piled up with him.

Liang Hui tried the temperature of his bowl of soup: "Will the rules be leaked?"

"Of course not, it's just—"

"I just want to get rid of those shady things with me," Liang Hui was peeling shrimp for him, without raising his head, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, "Right?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi fell silent.

Liang Hui didn't care, and changed the topic: "Shang Gongfang said that the costumes for Jingyou are ready, let's try them tomorrow."

Zhu Zhiyi: "Okay." The few days of leave Liang Hui gave him were not for nothing. The agenda of the Beijing tour was cumbersome, and many things had to be done by himself.

After eating, Liang Hui went directly to the hall and occupied half of Zhu Zhiyi's study.

The two copybooks were placed facing each other, and Zhu Zhiyi could see Liang Hui when he looked up and lowered his head.

Liang Hui gave him a faint smile.

"..."

Zhu Zhiyi regained concentration and practiced calligraphy seriously.

Liang Hui didn't let the palace people approach, and occasionally brought tea for Zhu Zhiyi, but Zhu Zhiyi didn't realize it. When he finished a post, he looked up again. Liang Hui's side face focused on reviewing the memorial was outlined charmingly by the candlelight, and it was also warm .

For a moment, Zhu Zhiyi felt in a trance that they seemed to have lived together in this palace for many years.

At night, Liang Hui went to Zhu Zhiyi's bed again. His jacket was half open, revealing his narrow and introverted muscle lines. He couldn't hide his flair. He said apologetically, "Did I take up too much space in the rules?"

"..."

When the people from the Sansi and Jiuku were rushing to move things in, they didn't see that this person had half of this awareness, so Zhu Zhiyi had no choice but to say: "The guest of the world is Wang Tu, how can I say it."

"That's good." Liang Hui felt very welcome, and he lifted a corner of the quilt and patted the bed, signaling him to come up quickly.

"..."

Zhu Zhiyi felt a little insomnia, Liang Hui covered his quilt with his hands, and talked intermittently about the affairs of the previous dynasty. Met the same boy...

"..." Zhu Zhiyi was no longer sleepy, and sighed, "The emperor has changed."

Liang Hui put one hand on his eyelid, and raised the corner of his mouth: "I was like this, I thought Qinggui knew what kind of person I am."

He didn't bother to pretend when he was familiar with it.

"..., I dare not know." His grandfather said that one should not know too much.

Liang Hui raised his chin, which was about to be buried under the quilt, and forced people to look at him: "Do you dare or don't want to?"

"..." Zhu Zhiyi's heart was beating fast, and he pulled off his strong arm, "The minister is asleep, the emperor good night."

Liang Hui didn't make things difficult for him, and pulled him forcefully closer, arms to arms, feet to feet, "Sweet dream."