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Chapter 367 Called by His Majesty (10)

Wei Cheng restrained his expression, raised his head, and just met the calm eyes above his head, those eyes were like a bottomless black hole, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

His heart trembled, he quickly lowered his head, and retreated to his original seat.

When he felt that gaze move away, his body suddenly relaxed. At some point, a cold sweat broke out on his back, and when the wind blew past, his whole body was cold.

Han Jin raised his eyebrows indifferently, this imperial decree was the same as that written by the original owner, for the number one scholar, the official position of the eighth rank is not low.

One can always have one's eyes above the top and think highly of one's self.

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After facing down,
Han Jin went straight out from behind the Golden Luan Hall, while Shi Yu entered the imperial study room a step slower as usual.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a large pile of memorials beside the soft couch. He pursed his lips, walked to the table, supported the table with both hands, and looked at the young man.

"Why are there so many?"

Wars, plagues, droughts, floods, etc. are all urgent memorials, and the cover is purple velvet.

Marriage, establishment of diplomatic relations, invitations and letters from other countries are considered first-class memorials, with a red cover.

The light yellow memorials include all the memorials from the first rank to the ninth rank. Special officials will screen them on weekdays, and the important ones will be here.

But during this period of time, the light yellow memorial is as tall as half a person every day, and the content inside even has the parents' short stories.

He had long suspected that His Majesty had other purposes, but he always had a calm face, so calm that he couldn't see anything.

Han Jin leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised his eyes to meet the man's pupils, and said lightly: "I don't know, maybe a lot happened during this time."

Shi Yu looked at the boy's black pupils, and was slightly absent-minded, everything around him seemed to be blurred, only the boy in front of him was so clear.

He couldn't hear anything in his ears, only the rapid and fiery heartbeat. He clutched his chest in a panic, and turned around suddenly and walked towards the soft couch.

stop jumping!
The next second, I really couldn't hear it anymore. The man on the soft couch touched his chest in doubt, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Han Jin's eyes were slightly dark, and he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, the sound of 'bang bang bang' came from his chest, as if he was saying something firmly.

Shi Yu picked up the memorial on the low table and began to deal with it, but his thoughts were against him as usual, and he couldn't concentrate no matter what.

He quietly turned his head to look at the bright yellow figure behind the table, and turned his head quickly again, his heart beating like a thief.

The young man was processing some documents, his side face under the sun was focused, and the line of his jaw was somewhat clear, exuding the beauty of asceticism.

Seeing that the boy didn't notice, Shi Yu turned his head again, the emotion in his water eyes was very close to obsession.

A few seconds later, he pursed his lips lightly, as if he understood something, his eyes dimmed.

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Time passed slowly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

Shi Yu lowered his brows and eyes, his slender eyelashes covered half of his pupils, showing a bit of softness and harmlessness.

Her cheeks were flushed by the sun, and her bright red lips were tightly pressed together, like rose petals.

Suddenly, the sunlight in front of him was blocked by a black shadow.

He frowned, raised his head, and crashed into a calm deep sea unexpectedly.

Han Jin looked at those clear water eyes, moved her fingertips hanging by her side, and she said calmly, "It's time to eat."

Shi Yu nodded slowly, put down the pen in his hand, and rubbed his wrist subconsciously. Just as he was about to get up, his wrist was wrapped in a touch of ice cold.

He stared blankly at the young man, his crow-feather eyelashes trembled blankly, his lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

Han Jin sat next to the man, his usually calm brows were slightly frowned at this time, and his face looked more indifferent.

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