Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

The news that Yue Fuling was found reached the ears of Wen Juan and others. Soldiers from all sides withdrew one after another, and peace returned to the imperial city again.

But some people still wonder what happened.

At this time, Jun Jing didn't have the time to care about so many things. He looked at the person beside him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Just now Yue Fuling said that she didn't want to go back to the palace and wanted to take a walk.

Originally, some Lefang casinos were still open, but after tonight's trouble, they are all closed.

Yue Fuling pointed in the direction of Paradise Room, "Just go there and take a walk."

"By the way." She suddenly held Jun Jing's hand. The blood was still bleeding, but it wasn't like before. "What's wrong with your hand?"

Jun Jing lowered his eyes and watched Yue Fuling stop the bleeding, and whispered, "I'm afraid of hurting you."

"So you hurt yourself?"

Jun Jing seemed to come to his senses and said indifferently: "No, I was injured accidentally. The wound was small and I didn't pay attention."

Yue Fuling looked at the flesh and blood, and could almost see the "small" wound on the finger bone, "Haha."

She took the medicine with her and turned sideways to use the moonlight to apply it.

Jun Jing stared at her face without blinking. The person in front of him had his head lowered, his brows and eyes were in darkness, only his nose and lips were exposed, and his mouth was slightly pouted, looking like he was frowning.

Jun Jing looked away and looked at the shadows on the ground. The person in front of him lowered his head in front of him, but the elongated shadow seemed to be buried in his arms.

He turned slightly sideways, and the two figures intertwined, as if embracing each other...

"It's blocking the light, please step back."

Jun Jing immediately took a half step back and stopped hugging her.

His Adam's apple twitched, but he couldn't help but retract his gaze and look down at the person in front of him, licking his lips unconsciously.

Yue Fuling suddenly raised her head, "Why is your heart beating so fast? Is the wound inflamed causing fever?"

She buried her head in treating his hand, lowering her head very close to Jun Jing's heart.It was a quiet night, and you could clearly hear his powerful heartbeat.

Jun Jing's throat was dry and he said hoarsely: "I don't know."

So Yue Fuling raised her hand to touch his forehead and said, "It's a little hot, not like a fever."

Jun Jing hummed, "It'll be fine later."

He moved his fingers, then clenched them into fists to suppress them. He wanted to hug and kiss her so much that he couldn't bear it.

I always feel that my heart is empty, in urgent need of warmth, and I can't help but want to have skin contact.

The self-control that the emperor had engraved in his bones since childhood was equivalent to nothing at this moment.

To be slow to move is just cowardice.

Yue Fuling didn't realize anything, and she was also confused.

After bandaging their wounds and without using torches, the two of them walked slowly in the darkness.

Yue Fuling needs to sort out her emotions. Jun Xian should have run away a long time ago. I wonder if Jun Xian will tell Jun Jing that she is an assassin.

She didn't want to like anyone at all, let alone the emperor, but she couldn't help it!

孽 孽!

Just thinking about Fuling this month makes me want to go crazy.

The two walked quietly for a while, passing by the Paradise Room, they heard the sound of humming. When they got closer, they saw a few drunkards lying there.

Just as Yue Fuling was about to avoid it, her ankle was suddenly grabbed. The drunkard lying on the ground mysteriously took out a booklet from his arms and said, "Brother, buy a book for ten cents."

It turns out that he is not a drunkard, but a tramp, or a tramp selling books.

Yue Fuling was amused, "A book as thin as yours, with only a dozen sheets of paper, sells for ten cents? Isn't it expensive?"

"It's not expensive! If you are caught with this thing, you will be jailed." The tramp glanced at Jun Jing. Jun Jing had an imperial power wherever he went, and no one could ignore it.

The homeless man was a little scared for no reason, but he couldn't see people clearly at night. When he saw that Jun Jing didn't speak, he kept staring at the back of his hand and didn't look here, so he became bolder and lowered his voice and said to Yue Fuling:

"Look at the first page. You'll know how much risk I'm taking by selling this book! Ten cents is cheap, and it's only considered cheap if it's not sold today. I don't know what the government does. What, there are soldiers everywhere at night. If normally there are people rushing to get this book of [-] pieces, I would have sold it out long ago. Tomorrow I have to urge people to copy more and continue to sell it. There are so many people buying it. , if you don’t buy it quickly, you won’t be able to grab it.”

The homeless man was chattering, Yue Fuling walked to the light and opened the first page. After taking a look, she quickly closed it and felt that her eyes were black.

Sure enough, if you go out in the middle of the night, you will bump into ghosts.

The homeless man followed him uneasily, "You can only read the first page. I'll pay you first for the rest."

Yue Fuling's bundle of gold leaves was wrapped around her waist when she was fighting, making it difficult to hold. She looked at Jun Jing and said, "Emperor..."

No, this booklet is shameful!

Jun Jing had already walked over. Although he didn't seem to be listening just now, he actually heard it. He took out his wallet and handed it over.

Ever since Yue Fuling tried to steal his money bag in the Imperial Study Room, it had become a habit for him to carry his money bag with him at all times.

Yue Fuling gave the entire money bag to the homeless man, "I have a monopoly on your books, and you are not allowed to sell them in the future!"

Suddenly, her hands were empty.

The book was pulled over by Jun Jing, and it happened to be on the first page.

He read aloud, "There are two or three things about the turmoil between the Holy Emperor and his personal eunuch in the royal study."

Yue Fuling: "..."

Does she have time to run now?

She thought she was perverted enough, but she didn't expect that these people were even more perverted.

She will no longer be able to look directly at the imperial study room.

Jun Jing looked at her, Yue Fulingrao couldn't stand it no matter how thick-skinned she was.

But the tramp next to him was still laughing obscenely, "This brother is a knowledgeable man. If you like it, it will be the same tomorrow. I also have two or three things about the emperor and his personal eunuch in the Jinluan Palace, and in the Dragon Bone Mountains. Only You can’t believe that there is no location that I can’t sell, and there are many more to follow.”

Yue Fuling gritted her teeth, "You are so good at making things up, does the Holy One know?"

"Hey brother, we have all heard how much the Holy Emperor favors his personal eunuch. If you want to say that the rumors in the palace were false, we won't say anything. Just a few days ago Everyone saw the meeting at Weiqiao. The look in the eyes of the Holy Father when the little father-in-law came on the stage, tsk tsk...I haven’t read any books and I can’t describe that feeling, but if you just read this book by yourself, there is nothing like that. Who can make this up?"

Yue Fuling: "..."

On the side, Jun Jing turned to the next page and saw a series of difficult-to-read sentences such as "leaning in his arms", "crying for mercy", "wrapped in dragon robe".

He closed the book, pulled Yue Fuling, who was still arguing with the homeless man, and said coldly: "Tell the person who wrote these books that if he writes again, he will go to heaven and write for the rest of his life."

He searched all the books on the homeless man and found a place to burn them to ashes.

Yue Fuling felt a little embarrassed and said, "They are too brave to write such a book about you, the Emperor."

Jun Jing's eyes were cold, "They can write about me, but they can't write about you."

"Why?" Yue Fuling still didn't react.

Jun Jing flicked the ashes on the ground with his fingers, "I am the king of a country. No matter how they make up nonsense, they dare not come in front of me, but they can't treat you as a casual joke. You like to walk in the streets and go deep into the world. Folks, it’s hard to hide your identity now, lest these dirty things come to you. Ignore them. After tonight, these things will never appear again."

What is even dirtier is the human heart.

When he thought about the people who read these books and saw Yue Fuling on the street, he thought about those dirty things, and he couldn't control his desire to kill.

Yue Fuling wanted to laugh a little, but was also a little moved.

She really hadn't thought about it that much.

It was my first time falling in love, so I had no experience, so it seemed that there was something sweet in it.

She looked at Jun Jing's back and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Handsome, with a good figure, rich, quite easy to bully, good handwriting, nice voice, nice hands, long eyelashes, quite educated... Other advantages are yet to be discovered.

No one spoke on the way back, and an awkward and subtle atmosphere flowed between the two.

It remained silent until the palace.

It was midnight, the palace door was wide open, and there was a row of people standing there.

"Hey, isn't this Eunuch Yue? This princess thought some people left letters and ran away long ago, and they still know how to come back?"

"Hey, isn't this my brother? What's going on? He's been caught, right? Isn't he a genius who is the best in both civil and military affairs? No way, right?"

"Hey! Xiaoyuezi, you're going too far!" Jing Zhan couldn't stand it after learning a word. He took out the letter and asked: "What do you mean by eating more and growing taller? You think I'm short! I'm already taller than you." It’s one o’clock!”

As soon as this was mentioned, a group of people who were still angry immediately burst out together, holding up the letter and rushing towards Yue Fuling, tapping her face, "You are pretty good, what did he say about me, the princess?" Neither literary nor martial, so be nice to Shen Mu, what do you mean?! Ah! What do you mean!"

"And mine! What do you mean you are not allowed to bully General Wen? Did I bully you?! Can I bully you?!"

You Huaize stretched his neck, his face red and thick with anger, "You haven't said goodbye yet, you can bear it! You ran away when you were rich, you left me here, you... you, you made me mad!" "

Jun Li shook the letter, and the paper almost hit Yue Fuling's face, "And Shen Mu, what do you mean he is already very powerful? What do you mean?! He can't even beat you, so what do you mean he is already very powerful!"

Yue Fuling felt guilty and shrank her neck. She couldn't help but stepped back. When she touched the warm and thick chest, she knew it was Jun Jing without even looking.

Jun Jing was behind her, standing there like a solid wall. She could lean against the wall to avoid the spit flying in front of her, without fear of the wall falling down.

Shrinking, Yue Fuling almost hid in Jun Jing's arms. Jun Jing stretched out his arms to protect her, but did not stop a group of people from questioning her.

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