Chapter 101 The Emperor's Teacher (41)

"It's just some trivial matter of the Ministry of Punishment. How can you be so angry?"

The young man's beautiful voice is like pearl jade, with a low-magnetic and clear texture, like clear and clean spring water, which can calm people's hearts.

With that said, Shen Qingjue stepped up and walked behind Chu Yanhuan.

Chu Yanhuan: "?"

He put the memorial in his hand on the table, then stretched out his slender white hand and gently landed it on the girl's temple.

These hands are beautiful, as delicate as works of art, with slender knuckles, porcelain white as delicate as jade, and neatly trimmed nails.

The young man lowered his delicate eyebrows and said softly, "I've been dealing with memorials for so many days. You should be very tired. I'll press it for you."

Chu Yanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then said "Thank you" in a low voice.

The young man's cool fingertips touched the skin lightly, causing a little shudder, and the strength was just right.

Chu Yanhuan closed her eyes slightly, her curled long eyelashes were thick and beautiful, and the light blue under her eyelids symbolized her exhaustion.

She almost fell asleep.

Shen Qingjue looked at Chu Yanhuan quietly, her delicate eyebrows sank slightly, and a little worry appeared.

Since the emperor died.

Her temperament has changed a lot, and she no longer has the naive escape from before.

His temperament was steady day by day, and he became more and more like a king, but he also gradually became sinister and moody.

He was really... worried.

After massaging Chu Yanhuan's temples for a while, she went straight to sleep, and then Shen Qingjue hugged her and put her on the soft couch beside her.

Light sleeping incense.

Then cover her with a thin quilt, and tuck the corners of the quilt carefully.

Suddenly, the girl opened her beautiful dark eyes and looked straight at each other, her delicate eyebrows were full of alertness and a strong sense of coldness.

Shen Qingjue paused with her white hands and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Seeing it was him, Chu Yanhuan's guard slowly faded, he pinched his eyebrows with a headache, and shook his head, "It's nothing."

Shen Qingjue gave a wry smile, he slowly leaned down, knelt down on one knee in front of the other party, raised his hand to touch her hair, and sighed softly, "I'm so sorry for you like this."

Chu Yanhuan's eyes trembled, and her blushing lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

The young man reached out and held the girl's hand, her thin and beautiful lips fell on the back of her hand, and a shallow kiss fell.

"Wei Chen's wish in his life, may His Majesty live in peace and happiness."

Incredible devotion.

After a long time, Chu Yanhuan gave a shallow smile to the young man in front of him.

"Thank you for being willing to accompany me at this time."

The girl's eyebrows are curved, her eyes are bright and her teeth are bright.

Just as it was then.

Suddenly, Chu Yanhuan chuckled, "Why haven't I seen you so polite before, what's your name, Your Majesty, call me by my name."

Shen Qingjue was stunned for a moment, the corners of Yinghong's lips curled up in a shallow arc, and she said softly, "Yan Huan."

...

Disasters always come unexpectedly.

The Weihe River was flooded, and the people along the Weihe River were exhausted all day long, and the spring rains continued to fall. In the past few days, the officials of the Ministry of Industry had managed the flooding for several days, but with little success.

Coupled with the fact that the officials in the middle of the trip were full of personal pockets and embezzled disaster relief silver taels, it was even worse.

The most terrifying thing is that a sudden plague spread quietly with the arrival of the flood.

All of a sudden, corpses were everywhere, people were struggling to live, and the people complained.

When the disaster was reported to Beijing, the Empress was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

...

On the Golden Palace, the emperor was furious, and everyone bowed their heads.

The empress above the high position, her stunning eyebrows and eyes were as dark as water.

Those beautiful and delicate eyes were sharp, even a bit cruel.

"Why, now everyone is dumb, aren't they usually very good at speaking?"

The ministers looked at each other in dismay, each and everyone was as quiet as a chicken, and no one dared to be such a bird.

"I didn't raise you all with plain rice. If you can't do anything about it, all of you will go home and farm for me!"

Suddenly, I had an idea and thought of an ending that I was more satisfied with.

I saw the comments of the little cuties asking for an update in the background, but now it's a free period, the editor does not allow more updates, and the daily update does not exceed 4k. The five or six updates these days are actually too much. huh

come on, ticket