Zaisuke

Jiang Xiu moved his fingertips, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was still Emperor Dongwu Changyun.

The elder of Wuchen Palace walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back, walking at a leisurely pace.

"It hurts you."

Qiao Xuange murmured behind Jiang Xiu in such a low voice, then stepped out from behind Jiang Xiu, and said to Zhang Yao, "I am Xi Yin's wife, I will stay and let..."

Before the second half of the sentence was finished, Qiao Xuange turned to look at Jiang Xiu who was stroking the top of her hair, Jiang Xiu said: "Little girl, don't be impulsive."

Qiao Xuange clapped Jiang Xiu's hand and said, "Who is Xiao Nizi."

The elders of Wuchen Palace gestured to Zhang Yao, Zhang Yao understood, and their people cleaned up the surroundings, and found that Emperor Changyun had not placed guards around the teahouse.

"Don't worry, I'll bring two people in total, one is Baishui and the other..." Jiang Xiu deliberately elongated his tone to attract Zhang Yao and others to listen.

At this moment, Cha Xiaoer ran upstairs, bowed to everyone on the second floor, and said, "May I ask who is Mr. Changyun, a girl has driven a carriage and is waiting for you downstairs."

"girl?"

Before Zhang Yao figured out who it was, Jiang Xiu gave the answer, "Miss Shen came to pick us up, so we won't stay with Young Master Zhang, so we leave."

"The other person brought by the emperor is Shen Xuan, the landlord of Qiushui." Zhang Yao said, Shen Xuan is also the girl Shen mentioned by Jiang Xiu.

With Shen Xuan and Bai Shui, Jiang Xiu, Qiao Xuange and Xi Yin returned to Dongwu even if it was dangerous.

When he came back, Jiang Xiu was not greeted by three thousand beauties from the harem, but important court officials who caught their emperor slipping away.

After finishing the backlog of work for the past few days, Jiang Xiu rolled on his bed and didn't want to move, hugging the quilt and going to sleep in the dark.

Bai Shui pushed the door open and came in, saying: "Dinner is ready, Dijun..."

"Don't eat, Bai Shui, I'm so sleepy."

While half asleep and half awake, Jiang Xiu seemed to hear someone sighing: "It's different, so it will be different..."

This sigh made Jiang Xiu tremble, most of his drowsiness went away, he sat up suddenly, and blurted out a name, "Chu Ji."

Chu Ji, who is Chu Ji?

"Minister, Bai Shui."

His bodyguard was resting on his bed, looking up at him, the emperor who didn't know whose name he called.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Xiucai said, "Bo Shui, I'm hungry."

Bai Shui took the lead to prepare food for Jiang Xiu. As soon as his personal guards left, the brightly lit dormitory was extraordinarily quiet, and there was a weirdness in the quiet.

When he noticed this unease, he rested his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and put the fingers of his left hand together.

When Bai Shui came back with food, he saw his emperor was stunned, and he came back to his senses.

"You go out." Jiang Xiu said.

The guard at the gate opened the door for Bai Shui. As soon as Bai Shui stepped over the threshold, Jiang Xiu asked him to go out.

Bai Shui's steps only paused for a moment, then he retracted, and the gate guard closed the door.

Bo Shui carried the wooden lunch box in front of the door of Emperor Changyun's bedroom, and did not leave.

"You come in."

In the dormitory, Emperor Yun's monarch said, hearing the words, the guards opened the door again.

"......get out."

This time, after Bai Shui entered the door, he placed the dishes containing hot dishes in the lunch box on the table, and Jiang Xiu, who was sitting on the bed hugging the quilt, said.

"Yes." Bai Shui led the order and retreated.

When Jiang Xiu walked out of the dormitory, the door slammed shut, and Jiang Xiu's usual expression disintegrated, replaced by indifferent vigilance.

It seems that as long as Bai Shui leaves him within a certain range, the reality of the surrounding environment will become illusory and cold, like a cold and twisted vortex, and he is alone.

Jiang Xiu got out of bed and sat at the table, poking the white rice with his chopsticks.

The dishes on the table were steaming, and they looked good. The chefs in the palace were so skilled that they could satisfy Jiang Xiu's appetite.

But, I have no appetite...

The door of the bedroom was slowly pushed open. In the unreasonably cold environment, Jiang Xiu's hand holding the chopsticks froze. Without his order, no one would dare to enter the door casually.

The man was tall and slender, with a handsome face, dressed in brocade clothes of Dongwu Imperial Palace guards.

It was Boshui, Jiang Xiu frowned while heaving a sigh of relief, Boshui came in without his order.

"Dijun." It was Bai Shui who spoke first.

With elegant steps, Bai Shui walked to Jiang Xiu's side.

"Why doesn't the emperor let the ministers in?" Bai Shui said, leaning over the table with one hand, leaning over to Jiang Xiu's ear.

In terms of Bai Shui's status, this is an action that must not be done. He is a minister, and Jiang Xiu is a king.

It's just that with the cypress water, the illusory and coldness of deathly silence receded, and the coolness crawling along Jiang Xiu's back also quietly dissipated.

Jiang Xiu was stunned, looking at Bai Shui, he should punish this personal guard who entered the door without his order.

"Bo Shui, I indulged you too much, you came in without my order," Jiang Xiu said.

"Well, thank you for your kindness."

As he said that, Bai Shui actually sat down beside Jiang Xiu, stretched out his arms, hugged Jiang Xiu into his arms, and let Jiang Xiu sit on his lap.

"You, let go." Jiang Xiu put his hand on Bai Shui's arm, but remained motionless.

"Good, eat."

Bai Shui's hand holding the vegetables for Jiang Xiu was very steady, and he was not affected by Jiang Xiu in his arms.