Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Tang Li didn't know that during the time he was dealing with the government affairs at hand, his harem was counted.

When she looked up from the memorial, she saw Wen Junhuan in a daze.

She was helpless: the lovers in this world were too easily distracted, and she often couldn't help but wonder what he would look like on the battlefield.

You can't be distracted, right?

He gave Wangyue a look, indicating that she should go out and close the door. Soon, they were the only two left in the hall.

She stood up and walked in front of Wen Junhuan.

"Why did you come to court today, my dear Lord Wen? Are you feeling better?"

777 secretly despised: "Don't you know whether he can go to court today? His brother thought it was the effect of the bitter medicine."

"His Majesty!"

Wen Junhuan was startled and was about to stand up when Tang Li held his shoulders.

"No need to bow, you haven't answered my question yet."

"In reply to your Majesty, yes, my body has almost recovered."

"Ah."

Tang Li stood in front of him, always feeling something was strange.

They talked it out yesterday, didn't they? She told him how she felt and kissed him, didn't she?

Why did it feel a bit awkward when we met today?

Tang Li, who has become the emperor of this world, acts more domineeringly than before.

It's embarrassing. If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it.

"Wen Junhuan."

Wen Junhuan suddenly heard his own name and looked up subconsciously, but his lips were quickly touched by a soft touch.

He opened his eyes involuntarily and his whole body stiffened.

Compared to yesterday's drowsiness, today he clearly felt: His Majesty was kissing him.

Tang Li, who had been nibbling on his lips for a long time without any progress, pulled his hair in embarrassment and impatience.

Wen Junhuan opened his lips subconsciously and was pulled into the sweet cloud again.

His Majesty was like this yesterday...

Tang Li was deeply devoted in the kiss, but Wen Junhuan suddenly reached out and hugged her waist. With a slight force of his strong arms, he easily brought her into his arms.

The chair was large enough to seat two people, but it was not big enough to hold two people.

Tang Li was forced to sit on his exclusive "soft stool". His entire mind was taken away by the offensive from the host. He didn't even know when the broad palm covered the back of his head.

Just when Tang Li felt a little dizzy, Wen Junhuan finally let go of his hand.

She pushed the man away, breathing heavily, and two red clouds appeared on her jade-like cheeks.

Wen Junhuan looked deeply into her eyes, raised his head, and gently rubbed her chin.

"His Majesty......"

"You, are so bold!"

Tang Li reached out and pinched his face, saying viciously.

"Flirting with the present emperor, Wen Junhuan, tell me what this crime is!"

"I am so wronged," Wen Junhuan rubbed his face in grievance, "It was obviously your Majesty who was disrespectful to me first."

Uh...it seems like she was the one who took the initiative first.

But will Tangli admit it? Obviously not.

She is the emperor, and as the boss who has the final say, of course what she says goes.

"Quibbling! It's all quibbling!"

She kneaded Wen Junhuan's face like dough and spoke in a dictatorial tone.

"If I say you are guilty, then you are guilty."

"I am guilty."

Wen Junhuan was being manipulated by him and confessed his crime vaguely: "How will Your Majesty punish me?"

"I'll punish you. I'll punish you." Tang Li blinked. "I haven't made up my mind yet. I'll owe you the money for now."

Can the punishment still be owed first?

Wen Junhuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and suddenly wanted to see what expression his brother (the Minister of Punishment) would have when he found out that he owed a punishment.

Well, unfortunately I can’t tell you, this is something only he can see, Your Majesty.

A kiss inexplicably eased the stiff and awkward atmosphere between the two of them.

Tang Li pinched his face and said seriously.

"I heard that you took a long leave of absence and today you were mute in the court. Do you have to give me a satisfactory answer?"

Well, actually, Wen Junhuan is usually a mute in the court, and he won’t say anything unless asked.

She's just looking for trouble, so what?

Wen Junhuan smelled a faint fragrance from Tangli.

Suddenly I remembered the sweet scent of osmanthus last time, and sour bubbles suddenly rose in my heart again.

"I have taken a few days off because I am not used to attending court. But Your Majesty, there are a few more concubines in the harem these days. No wonder you are more powerful and proud in court."

There is something rather sarcastic about this statement.

Wen Junhuan felt bitter in his heart: Your Majesty is the emperor, it is normal for him to have three thousand beauties in the harem, not to mention that there is only one queen and four concubines.

Moreover, the royal bloodline is now rare, and Your Majesty shoulders the responsibility of continuing the lineage. Everyone in the court is looking forward to the harem becoming pregnant as soon as possible.

As an important official in the court, he knew he shouldn't think like this, but he just couldn't control himself.

Tang Li was stunned for a moment, then realized that this person was jealous, and felt both amused and distressed.

It would be fine if the favorability was full, and there would be no problem once the identity was revealed. But now the favorability is only 92, and she can't do anything about the fact that he is a "scumbag".

She grabbed his face and kissed his thin lips with a smiling tone.

"Are you jealous, my dear Wen?"

Wen Junhuan felt even more bitter in his heart and spoke in a self-deprecating tone.

"I don't dare."

In terms of status, he was just a court official, and what he should do was to persuade His Majesty to visit the harem.

In terms of cause and effect, it was he who first had feelings for Your Majesty, and it was he who made Your Majesty fall in love with Long Yang.

He knew that he had no right to feel jealous, and he could suppress his jealousy and let His Majesty be intimate with the ladies.

But there is only one thing...

The aura around Wen Junhuan grew heavier. He was still considering how to coax Tang Li without revealing his identity, but was suddenly pulled out of his arms and stood in front of him again.

Wen Junhuan himself knelt directly in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

Tang Li's eyebrows jumped and he hurried to pull him up, but he was stubborn and refused to get up.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you a question."

Unable to pull it, Tangli had to give up.

"You ask."

"Your Majesty, could you please tell me how true your feelings are?"

Wen Junhuan raised his head, his eyes and brows showing a bit of vulnerability.

Tang Li paused, his brows furrowed, and his hand that was pulling the person loosened.

"what do you mean?"

Wen Junhuan knew that he was angry, but he still gritted his teeth and continued.

"Your Majesty, I know that your Majesty has ambitions that cannot accommodate the aristocratic families, and I also know that your Majesty wants to use other forces to suppress the aristocratic families."

It's not just what my brother said, but also the undercurrents among the ministers at the morning court today, all of which illustrate this point.

"As early as when Your Majesty told me the inside story of the death of the late Crown Prince and my father, I had already sworn to be loyal to Your Majesty forever. Your Majesty does not have to..."

Tang Li couldn't help but interrupt, "You mean, I confessed my feelings to you in order to control you and use you?"