Quick Travel: Crazy criticism of the host and his love for him

"Is he still kneeling?"

Yan Yu asked casually while drinking hot porridge.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Su is resolute."

"Go out and see."

"Your Majesty, it's raining heavily outside."

Eunuch Chen hurriedly fetched a large fluffy cloak and put it on Yan Yu. He also took a few steps to open the umbrella that was always at the ready.

Yan Yu reached out to stop Chen Quan and stood under the eaves with no intention of walking into the rain.

He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Su Jingyun indifferently for a moment before speaking.

"Su Jingyun, come here."

Su Jingyun trembled all over and moved his knees to Yan Yu.

"His Majesty……"

Yan Yu squatted down and found that Su Jingyun's lips were purple due to being soaked by the rain, and he was trembling all over. He couldn't help but tremble.

His hair clung to his back, and his face was pale and bloodless.

Yan Yu took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of him.

"Do you know what this is?"

"No...I don't know."

"On the night of the Qiao Qiao Festival, I returned to the palace from outside, and there were constant assassinations along the way. After my investigation, I found that this was the mastermind behind the assassination of me that night."

"You don't want to leave the palace, that's okay. As long as you deal with them, I will let you stay."

With that said, Yan Yu folded the paper in half, reached out to pick up the clothes on Su Jingyun's chest, and stuffed the paper in.

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Yan Yu waved his hand and said meaningfully: "You have to handle it well, otherwise don't blame me for being unreasonable and cruel."

"...Jing Yun obeys the order."

"Go down."

Su Jingyun forced himself to stand up, but before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground unconscious with a plop.

Yan Yu glanced at it lightly and said lightly: "Send it back and let the imperial doctor take a look."

As Yan Yu finished speaking, someone stepped forward, lifted Su Jingyun up and disappeared into the rain.

At the same time, a fast horse galloped towards the palace in the heavy rain.

Duan Shuli showed his palace card, returned to Changchun Garden and packed up, and then hurried towards the emperor's bedroom.

The bed curtain has been lowered, and a candle is burning not far from the dragon bed.

He took off his coat and carefully opened the bed curtain.

Yan Yu did not fall asleep. The moment Duan Shuli approached, he naturally reached out and pulled him into his arms.

"It's really becoming more and more unruly."

That's what he said, but he didn't mean to take any responsibility.

Duan Shuli had a smile on his lips and his eyes were as bright as stars. He leaned on Yan Yu's shoulder and let himself be enveloped by the familiar scent.

"Who asked Your Majesty to pamper me?" He complained, burying his whole face into Yan Yu's neck.

The next day, bright light shone into the dormitory.

When Yan Yu opened his eyes, Duan Shuli, who had been running around for several days, was already dressed and sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his chin and looking at him.

"Your Majesty, do you want to get up?"

"Is it still raining outside?"

"Well, it's almost the same as yesterday."

After hearing this, Yan Yu decisively turned over and closed his eyes.

Duan Shuli smiled, leaned over and kissed the side of Yan Yu's face, and said softly: "I leave."

After leaving the dormitory, Duan Shuli took the umbrella handed over by the young eunuch and hurried to the Forbidden Army camp.

As soon as we entered the camp, someone came to greet us.

"Commander, we have deployed manpower throughout An Ning. If we find anyone spreading rumors, we will immediately arrest them."

"Yes. Has the man in the prison been revealed?"

"Still interrogating."

Listening to his men's reply, Duan Shuli strode into the prison.

At three quarters past noon, inside the restaurant.

"Hey, it's been raining for several days. I wonder when it will end?"

"I don't know, it looks like there are still a few days..."

Some people in the restaurant were sighing and some were sighing.

"Yesterday I heard someone say that the rain was caused by the inhumanity of the man above, so it rained heavily as a warning..."

When talking about the inhumanity, the man deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard.

"You really don't want your life, but you dare to say..." The Holy Spirit is not right.

"No one knows that the whole situation is peaceful now. It's because God can't stand the cruelty of the Holy One today. That's why the heavy rain continues without stopping."

"Everyone in An Ning knows that he can still kill everyone."

Many people silently stayed away from him after hearing the man's words.

Everyone is not stupid, everyone knows it. In this public place, if anyone with a heart hears talking about the current Holy Emperor, they will be beheaded.

But he was also stubborn, so he came up to the man and started talking in a low voice.

While they were discussing selflessly, the imperial guards rushed in from outside the restaurant, controlled the people in two or two, and took them away.

Clean and decisive.

When the Imperial Guards were far away, the people in the restaurant relaxed.

One person patted his chest and looked frightened: "These people must be taken to the Wen Xuan Sect."

Someone asked curiously: "How do you know?"

"Last night, many imperial guards arrested people in the city. They arrested a lot of people. I went to see them this morning and they were all tied up at the Wenxuan Gate. They might be beheaded..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone kept it secret.

Of course, at the same time, this kind of thing was happening in many places in An Ning.

As expected, those rumormongers were taken to Wenxuanmen by the Forbidden Army.

Wenxuanmen.

Duan Shuli stood aside wearing the uniform of a commander of the Forbidden Army. He held an umbrella and his eyes were cold.

"Making false claims about the Holy One, inciting the people, spreading rumors and causing trouble..."

"cut!"

As Duan Shuli finished speaking, dozens of executioners raised their machetes and swung them down mercilessly.

The head fell to the ground, blood splattered.

The red rainwater flowed over his feet, Duan Shuli just glanced at it indifferently, turned around and left.

After ordering his men, he returned to the palace.

After taking a bath and burning incense, he came to Yan Eucalyptus's bedroom.

The sound of silk and bamboo is pleasant to the ear, and there are some other sounds.

He stepped into it and saw Hua Qiyu dancing with his sword. In addition to the accompanying musicians, there were several beautiful men surrounding Yan Yu.

Some people even almost sat in Yan Yu's arms!

Duan Shuli's temples bulged, and he felt extremely unhappy.

He stepped forward, quietly fending off the handsome men, and then pulled away the man who was about to snuggle into Yan Yu's arms. He sat on Yan Yu's knees and wrapped his arms around Yan Yu's neck.

"They are clumsy. How can they serve His Majesty well? Let Shu Li do it."

Yan Yu chuckled and hugged Duan Shuli's waist: "Okay."

Under Yan Yu's gaze, Duan Shuli picked a grape, peeled it, held it gently to his lips, and offered it to him.

Pushing the pulp into Yan Yu's mouth, he also teased the tip of Yan Yu's tongue ambiguously, wanting to dance with it.

Yan Yu narrowed her eyes and grabbed the back of Duan Shuli's head with one hand.

The juice of the fruit pulp bursts, making your mouth water.

Others in the hall lowered their heads in silence, while Hua Qiyu almost lost his grip on the sword in his hand.

When Yan Yu let go, Duan Shuli's eyes were blurred and slightly covered with water.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned against Yan Yu, his voice a little unbearable: "Your Majesty..."