"It's okay if you go out. I'll get through this alone tonight." The emperor hugged him and breathed into his ear.
"This medicine hurts the body." Yan Hui said calmly.
"Anyway, I'm not afraid of getting hurt again." The emperor acted rogue.
Yan turned around and came face to face with the emperor.
Only then did the emperor realize that this guy was actually a little taller than him.
Rarely being looked at condescendingly by others, the emperor said bitterly: "Don't look at me like this. I know what you are thinking. I feel that I have suffered the consequences and deserve to suffer."
"Your Majesty was only half right," Yan Hui confessed.
The emperor paused and took a deep breath. He didn't know how long he could endure it. The physical torture was far less severe than the bone-gnawing pain in his heart.
Facing a person who is heartless and unloving to you all day long is like facing a stubborn rock. You never think that one day this stubborn rock will speak to you.
"Hahaha, yes, in your heart, I am just the emperor... You are a minister, so no one as a minister will refute anything I say, but do you know? Among so many people, I don't like anyone.
, just like you?"
Yan Hui let the emperor hold him. He seemed to be unconscious. He spoke incoherently, and his tone was a bit drunk. Yan Hui sighed, put his hands behind his back, and gently closed the door that he had just slightly opened, and even
It also has an internal lock.
The emperor's chin rested on Yan Hui's shoulder, and he looked at the white gauze-like window paper in confusion: "There are so many people, but I just fall in love with you..."
That year, the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River was blowing and the green was green. Talents from all over the world gathered together. Xuanyuan Kingdom was in need of talents. The talents crossed the sea and showed their magical powers.
I still remember the name of that restaurant - Qinyuan Lixue.
After Emperor Xuanyuan, who had not yet been crowned prince, heard about this, he wanted to join in the fun, so he changed his name and followed Ge Zida out of the palace. He wanted to see how capable this talented man in the world was.
The location where Qinyuan Chunxue is located is very good. It is quiet in the bustle, especially the lobby. It is not as noisy as a wine shop. At first, Ge Zida even tried to comfort him. There were so many people talking, so he was afraid that it would not be safe without guards. Now it is better.
Ge Zida was also relieved.
After paying the money and booking a room, the young and energetic Emperor Xuanyuan swaggered among the many talented people, listening to their grand speeches and their grand ambitions.
Emperor Xuanyuan soon lost interest. A bunch of 'talented men' with empty ambitions but no real materials was really uninspiring.
Just as he was about to leave, he was surprised to find a heavy rain pouring down outside. Ge Zida ran in holding an umbrella and told him that the rain was too heavy and he should wait until he left.
Emperor Xuanyuan had no choice but to stay in the wine shop to take shelter from the rain.
Sitting in the corner was a scholar-like young man.
The young man was wearing a very ordinary blue-gray gown and was sitting quietly by the window. Perhaps the lights in the restaurant were not bright enough, and the gray sky was illuminated by an oil lamp, so the young man sat against the light.
The orange-red restaurant walls reflected the young man's green robe. He had his face turned sideways, as if he was careless, staring at the raindrops outside the window in a daze, and occasionally bending the corners of his lips.
Just like a good splash-ink painting.
Emperor Xuanyuan walked over uncontrollably and handed over to the young man: "I'm so abrupt, I wonder if I can treat you to a glass of wine?"
The other party turned his face, with an indifferent smile on his plain face: "Buy me a drink? But I don't have money." "It's okay if you walk out. I'll get through it alone tonight." The emperor hugged him.
He breathed into his ear.
"This medicine hurts the body." Yan Hui said calmly.
"Anyway, I'm not afraid of getting hurt again." The emperor acted rogue.
Yan turned around and came face to face with the emperor.
Only then did the emperor realize that this guy was actually a little taller than him.
Rarely being looked at condescendingly by others, the emperor said bitterly: "Don't look at me like this. I know what you are thinking. I feel that I have suffered the consequences and deserve to suffer."
"Your Majesty was only half right," Yan Hui confessed.
The emperor paused and took a deep breath. He didn't know how long he could endure it. The physical torture was far less severe than the bone-gnawing pain in his heart.
Facing a person who is heartless and unloving to you all day long is like facing a stubborn rock. You never think that one day this stubborn rock will speak to you.
"Hahaha, yes, in your heart, I am just the emperor... You are a minister, so no one as a minister will refute anything I say, but do you know? Among so many people, I don't like anyone.
, just like you?"
Yan Hui let the emperor hold him. He seemed to be unconscious. He spoke incoherently, and his tone was a bit drunk. Yan Hui sighed, put his hands behind his back, and gently closed the door that he had just slightly opened, and even
It also has an internal lock.
The emperor's chin rested on Yan Hui's shoulder, and he looked at the white gauze-like window paper in confusion: "There are so many people, but I just fall in love with you..."
That year, the spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River was blowing and the green was green. Talents from all over the world gathered together. Xuanyuan Kingdom was in need of talents. The talents crossed the sea and showed their magical powers.
I still remember the name of that restaurant - Qinyuan Lixue.
After Emperor Xuanyuan, who had not yet been crowned prince, heard about this, he wanted to join in the fun, so he changed his name and followed Ge Zida out of the palace. He wanted to see how capable this talented man in the world was.
The location where Qinyuan Chunxue is located is very good. It is quiet in the bustle, especially the lobby. It is not as noisy as a wine shop. At first, Ge Zida even tried to comfort him. There were so many people talking, so he was afraid that it would not be safe without a guard. Now it is better.
Ge Zida was also relieved.
After paying the money and booking a room, the young and energetic Emperor Xuanyuan swaggered among the many talented people, listening to their grand speeches and their grand ambitions.
Emperor Xuanyuan soon lost interest. A bunch of 'talented men' with empty ambitions but no real materials was really uninspiring.
Just as he was about to leave, he was surprised to find a heavy rain pouring down outside. Ge Zida ran in holding an umbrella and told him that the rain was too heavy and he should wait until he left.
Emperor Xuanyuan had no choice but to stay in the wine shop to take shelter from the rain.
Sitting in the corner was a scholar-like young man.
The young man was wearing a very ordinary blue-gray gown and was sitting quietly by the window. Perhaps the lights in the wine shop were not bright enough, and the gray sky was illuminated by an oil lamp, so the young man sat against the light.
The orange-red restaurant walls reflected the young man's green robe. He had his face turned sideways, as if he was careless, staring at the raindrops outside the window in a daze, and occasionally bending the corners of his lips.
Just like a good splash-ink painting.
Emperor Xuanyuan walked over uncontrollably and handed over to the young man: "I'm so abrupt, I wonder if I can treat you to a glass of wine?"
The other party turned his face, with an indifferent smile on his plain face: "Buy me a drink? But I don't have money."
