Act like a spoiled child

Ming Shen had an old dream.There was a faint scent of calendula in the dream, and he vaguely felt that Yumin might have been here, and wanted to run away in fear, but unfortunately after struggling for a while, he failed to do so, and instead fell asleep more laxly.

In the past, no one cared about the place where they lived, and the rice they delivered was raw, and the clothes were bad, and it was impossible to have such things as sachets.But it was said in the ceremony that the prince needs to wear a Peilanzhi and hang five-color embellished jade, so Mingshen went to pull out the grass in the backyard, with many cuts on his hands and face, and spent the whole afternoon finding such a fragrance with tiny fluff. When the grass leaves bloom, they are disc-like deep yellow to yellowish, like a small sun.

Ming Shen used this calendula to make a sachet for Yumin, and it has not changed since then.He is very familiar with this quiet and pleasant smell, like a summer rainy night surrounded by a cool breeze, which can drive away the ghosts in his dreams.

He saw his five or six-year-old self being brought to a deserted courtyard, stumbling forward, about to lose his footing, and looking up, he saw a silent and lonely boy whose eyes were as cold as winter stars, It's painful.Ming Ming was not much older than him, but he exuded a daunting air of sophistication.

The old eunuch introduced him to Yumin: "This is a child of the Ming family, Your Highness, you probably don't know that the Ming family was originally a family of actors and officials who performed puppet shows, but Miss Huo's family fell in love with their head. With the help of the old general, the Ming family was able to honor the lintel. Wealth comes and goes quickly, this child made a wrong sentence in front of the hall, and His Majesty found a reason to copy and behead him all over the house."

Yumin said blankly: "Where it was sent, it will be sent back."

The old eunuch smiled and said: "Your Highness, this child has no place to go. If you don't want him, he will be sent to serve as a clean army. He looks so beautiful. I'm afraid he will be played to death in a few years. Besides, You are also ten years old this year, you should have a companion to serve you, otherwise, what would be the point?

Yumin still wanted to talk, and sent away this squeamish-looking little doll.Before he could open his mouth, Mingshen uttered a voice ahead of him, hurried over with his short legs, and grabbed his sleeve: "Brother, Brother Min, my name is Mingshen, you can call me Mingshen." I am Shen. Can I call you like this? Brother, is your name the Min of Wanmin Yongjun, or Min of Min'e Qunshan, Jiangshan Yongshou?"

This little sycophant is really good at talking.

Yumin looked down at him, a small dumpling, his fingertips were trembling with fright, his big eyes were watery, and he seemed to cry in the next moment, but such a weak little guy still insisted on being with him Looking at each other, the hand holding the corner of his clothes did not let go.

Yumin held the man by his collar and put the person beside her, and then told him: "It's that Min in Autumn."

Mingshen froze for a moment, blinked his eyes to look at him, and saw a smile in Yumin's eyes.

There is always the aroma of calendula in that dream.Mingshen himself still remembered wondering: after so many years, if the person who came here was really Yumin, he would probably have replaced it with more expensive spices to use as sachets.What he was in was still about two years ago, the dream that he had been waking up for a long time.

When Mingshen woke up, he found himself lying on a crimson bed. The mattress was soft and deep, extremely warm. Even the pillows were his favorite dry velvet flower pillows, so soft that they were not uncomfortable. Then he turned over. ——

And Yumin directly came cheek to cheek.

Mingshen closed his eyes, opened them again, blinked a few times, his expression gradually frightened.

What lay next to him was not the bride he was waiting for, but the monarch he had served for ten years!

Mingshen himself was stripped clean, only a thin undershirt was left on his body, the buttons were unbuttoned, basically it couldn't block anything.He looked up again, and saw Yumin sleeping on his side, the quilt was tightly covered in winter, but he could also tell from Yumin's collarbone sunk in the shadows that Yumin was not naked, or It was just wearing a very loose underclothes.

They ate and lived together for ten years, and it was like this every winter during the ten years. It was not surprising that they took off each other to only a thin piece, and then hugged each other for warmth.Seeing this scene two years later, Mingshen still felt extremely dazed: Why did Yumin choose to come to his bed last night?

He raised the bed curtain a little, stepped over Yumin's body lightly, propped himself up and looked out.In the main hall is the arrangement of the bridal chamber festive night, gold and silver wedding candles, red wedding characters, and gold foil and colored paper scattered all over the place.The clothes of the two of them went to nowhere, they were probably taken away by the palace servants for washing.

There is no trace of the princess here.Based on his vague memories of last night, he knew that only Yumin had entered and exited this place. Thinking of this, he lay back down again, turned over, and looked at Yumin in a daze.

Yumin fell asleep peacefully.The man's handsome eyebrows coincided with the figure he saw outside the screen last night, and he was more mature and steady than two years ago, adding a bit of the sinister and arrogance he had hidden before.

Mingshen nestled under the quilt obediently, not daring to sleep anymore.The window was too far away, and the room was lit with candles. He couldn't see the sky outside clearly, and didn't know what time it was, so he planned to get out of bed quietly and go out to ask what was going on.

He moved slowly, twisted, and quietly moved out of the edge of the quilt, buttoned up his inner jacket in the dim light, trying to climb over Yumin's body.

After climbing halfway, the breathing sound of the person on the bed changed, and right after that, Ming Shen felt a hand wrap around his waist, and directly dragged him back with an irresistible force——tucked him back in the quilt.

Yumin opened his eyes to look at him.

Ming Shen: "..."

He greeted him cautiously: "Hello."

Yumin took a look at him, took the quilt with him, turned over and continued to sleep—this turn over, he also turned over with Mingshen, and was tightly held by Yumin in his arms.

Mingshen was startled, and called softly, "Your Majesty."

Yumin opened his eyes again and looked at him expressionlessly.

Ming Shen asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, if you like to sleep here, I will not occupy your place, and go out and find another place to live."

"You sleep here." Yu Min said, "It's not yet mao."

Ming Shen said again: "The little princess..."

"Why mention her? You slept with you." Yumin glanced at him, raised his chin, and motioned him to look at the burning candle beside the bed, "Sleep until the candle burns out."

Mingshen had no choice but to listen to his words and close his eyes full of doubts.

After a while, he felt Yumin reach out and touch his head: "Can't sleep?"

Mingshen didn't dare to say anything, pretending that he was already asleep.Yumin didn't make a sound either.

When the morning light was twilight, Mingshen was half asleep and half awake, knowing that Yumin had got up and got out of bed.The monarch woke up, and he had no reason to go back to sleep, so he also sat up and dressed quickly like a rabbit.

Yumin didn't move, she was still sitting by the bed, looking at him.

He was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was waiting here, and when he was about to go over to dress him, he was blocked by Yumin: "Go wash up." Turning around, he asked the palace man to bring the old eunuch over .

Mingshen obediently walked to the other side to wash up.

Yumin has always hated servants touching her body, since she was a child, only two people have done this job of dressing him, one is the old eunuch and the other is Mingshen.

Mingshen dipped his hands in a silver basin filled with warm water, scrubbed them carefully, and occasionally glanced over at Yumin, only to find that Yumin had been looking at him.

Ming Shen: "?"

What's going on!

He vaguely felt his scalp tingling, and when Yumin caught him secretly looking back at him for the third time, he turned his head away in self-defeating, simply stretched his waist, and looked around.

Only now did Mingshen realize that this bedroom was bigger and brighter than any other palace he had ever seen, except for the bed in the inner room, the shadow of the blue sky and day outside could be seen through the gaps in the hollowed-out golden carved dragons, there were dragon chairs and desks, An upright and magnificent watch.

This seems to be... the main hall where Yumin works, and he suddenly became alert. .

Which son-in-law's bridal chamber festive night will be held in the main hall of the emperor?

Mingshen took a deep breath.He only glanced out, and after cleaning his hands, he walked over without saying a word, and directly knelt down in front of Yumin.

Holding a cup of tea, Yumin saw him kneeling down, put the tea on the bedside, watched him quietly, and asked quietly, "Aiqing, why are you doing such a big gift?"

Ming Shen obediently reviewed it like an endorsement: "I, I have committed a crime. I have been away from you for two years. Not only do I not think about making progress, but I am greedy for money and power, and I am only interested in profit. I have lost face for you. This is a big crime;

"When I was in the south of the Yangtze River, I didn't do my job properly. I played around all day long, didn't check the people's situation, and failed to share the worries of your majesty. This is the second most serious crime;

"Your body is in the south of the Yangtze River and your heart is in Beijing, but you can't come. It's useless. It's the third most serious crime. In the past, you said that you wanted me to be your virtuous minister, a minister capable of governing the world, but I didn't do it. This is The greatest sin."

Yumin raised her eyebrows: "So I heard people say that you, as an official of the court, went to visit the brothel, set fire to my imperial decree, and provoked the princess to send you medicine in heavy snow. Are you planning to get away with these things?"

Mingshen bit the bullet and tried to clear himself up: "I'm not visiting brothels, I'm just pretending to be in disguise to supervise those law-breaking officials for Your Majesty."

Yumin asked: "Where is the imperial decree on fire? Wenwen has seen it."

As soon as Mingshen got nervous, he started talking nonsense: "The skin of your fingers is too smooth and delicate, which caused your imperial decree to accidentally fall out, and it just fell into the charcoal basin. In short, it's the slippery hand of the humble minister."

Yumin: "What does slippery hand mean?"

Mingshen was so frightened that his hands were shaking, but the voice floated out involuntarily, making him want to find a crack to slip in: "Yes, Your Majesty. The skin is like cream, do you think the cream is slippery?" He even stretched out his hand He shook it, proving that his hands were indeed slippery.

Yumin: "...um."

Ming Shen continued: "As for the princess..."

He really didn't think about how to explain this point, who knew that such a small girl would run over to deliver medicine to a stranger?

Yumin smiled, but there was no warmth in her voice: "You are right, Shen, you are getting more and more talkative now. In the past, I wanted you to be a capable minister, but now you don't do anything. From now on You and I don't need to be called kings and ministers anymore."

Mingshen stared at him blankly for a long time, then squeezed out a few words from between his teeth in a low voice: "Then, if the king wants the minister to die, the minister has no choice but to—"

Yumin said, "You are my queen now, Ah Shen."