"It's just some trivial matters in the Criminal Department, why are you so angry?"

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

As he spoke, Shen Qingjue walked behind Chu Yanhuan.

Chu Yanhuan: "? ”

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

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

The young man lowered his delicate eyebrows and said gently: "I've been dealing with the folds for so many days, you should be very tired, I'll help you press it." ”

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

The young man's slightly cool fingertips touched the skin, bringing a little shiver, and the strength was just right.

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

She almost fell asleep.

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

Since the death of the first emperor.

Her temperament has changed a lot, and she no longer has the previous innocence.

His temperament is calm day by day, and he has become more and more like a king, but he has gradually become treacherous and moody.

He really ...... Very worried.

After massaging Chu Yanhuan's temples for a while, she actually fell asleep directly, and then Shen Qingjue hugged her horizontally and put her on the soft couch on the side.

Light up the sleeping incense.

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

Suddenly, the girl opened her beautiful dark eyes and looked straight at each other, her delicate eyebrows full of vigilance and thick coldness.

Shen Qingjue's white hands paused, and he opened his lips and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Seeing that it was him, Chu Yanhuan's vigilance slowly faded, he pinched his eyebrows with some headaches, and shook his head, "It's nothing." ”

Shen Qingjue smiled bitterly, he slowly leaned down, knelt down on one knee in front of the other party, raised his hand and touched her hair, and sighed lightly: "I am very sad for you to look like this." ”

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

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

"What Weichen wishes in his life, may Your Majesty be safe and happy all his life."

Inexplicably religious.

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

"Thank you, willing to be with me at this time."

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

Just like it was back then.

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

Shen Qingjue was slightly stunned, the corners of her cherry red lips curled up with a shallow arc, and she said softly and obediently: "Yan Huan." ”

……

Natural disasters always come unexpectedly.

The flood of the Wei River, the people along the Wei River are tired all day long, the spring rain is dripping non-stop, these days, the officials of the Ministry of Industry have been controlling the water for several days, but the results are very small.

In addition, the officials in the middle of the way filled their own pockets and embezzled disaster relief money, which made matters worse.

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

All of a sudden, corpses were everywhere, the people were struggling, and the people were complaining.

The disaster was reported to Beijing, and the empress was furious and ordered a thorough investigation.

……

On the Jinluan Palace, the Son of Heaven was angry, and everyone bowed their heads.

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

Those beautiful and delicate eyes were fierce, even a little cruel.

"Why, now they're all dumb, aren't they usually very good at talking?"

The ministers looked at each other, all of them were as quiet as chickens, and no one dared to be this bird.

"I don't raise you to eat rice, if you can't do it, you will all go home and farm for me!"