The whole world is taking my CP wrong

Jin Ziwan took a step back, pulled his arm out of Sheng Xiyun's hand, and said flatly, "How much? Thank you, Your Majesty."

Sheng Xiyun's hands were in mid-air, he didn't say anything, put his hands away, and said in a warm voice: "Are you tired all the way? I have a banquet in the palace, so it's late? Come with me into the palace."

He didn't mention Gu Zhaohong.

Jin Ziwan looked at his face that was no different from a year ago, didn't say anything, just nodded: "The emperor is bothering you."

Sheng Xiyun's eyes fell on the bulging lump in Jin Ziwan's arms, and suddenly a small white head emerged from the fiery red clothes. Looking around, it was obviously greatly confused.

Sheng Xiyun couldn't help laughing: "This? A small thing? Why is it two times bigger than when I sent you off—" As he spoke, he reached out to touch the little? White cat, but the little? Jin Ziwan jumped into the arms of Gu Zhaohong next to him, put his head into Gu Zhaohong's lapel, and escaped from Sheng Xiyun's hands.

Sheng Xiyun's hands froze in mid-air.

Gu Zhaohong chuckled, the smile was very clear when no one dared to speak.

Sheng Xiyun hooked the corners of his lips, and said lightly: "It's just a beast, don't you always? You recognize the master, so that Master Gu will laugh."

Jin Ziwan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Gu Zhaohong also put away his smile, his eyes were deep, and he didn't speak?

Sheng Xiyun withdrew his gaze and motioned for Jin Ziwan to go up to the palace with him. Jin Ziwan glanced sideways at Gu Zhaohong, and there was the innocent little white cat in his arms who was being scolded, signaling him to be relieved.

Gu Zhaohong nodded, and watched Jin Ziwan lift the curtain of Yuren and slip in, followed by Sheng Xiyun, and the bright yellow gauze curtain was lowered by Jing Mo, separating Jin Ziwan and Gu Zhaohong.

Holding the cat in his arms, Gu Zhaohong watched the mighty guard of honor turn around and entered the city, and then he would enter the palace in a short time, into the palace that had trapped him for half his life .

He didn't speak? There was no smile on his face. The wind blew from the bamboo forest outside the city, blowing his scattered hair on both sides.

……

Yuren is not like a sedan chair, and the space is not very large. Sheng Xiyun and Jin Ziwan are both not small in stature, and it is a bit crowded to sit side by side.

Sheng Xiyun said after a long while: "You seem to be in a better mood, not a little bit."

Jin Ziwan said: "I told you a long time ago, as long as you let me out of Beijing, I will be happy. If I am happy, I will be fine."

"Chang Le said you don't? Come back," Sheng Xiyun closed his eyes slightly, "Why did you change your mind?"

Jin Ziwan glanced at the Imperial Forest Army outside the gauze tent, and said, "Let's talk after entering the palace."

Sheng Xiyun opened his eyes, turned his face to look at Jin Ziwan's profile, and said softly, "Ziwan, I miss you very much."

Jin Jinwan didn't speak?

The two of them remained silent all the way.

……

In the Zichen Palace, some palace servants had served trays of delicacies that were still steaming. Obviously, they had been cooked long ago and had been simmering on the stove. They only served them when they stepped into the palace gate. come up.

Sheng Xiyun sat down and signaled Jin Ziwan to sit down too.

Jin Ziwan didn't refuse, sat down but didn't move his chopsticks.

Sheng Xiyun looked at the dishes on the table: "Isn't it to your liking? These are all your favorite dishes."

Jin Ziwan looked down at the clear soup full of water on the table, didn't say anything, just said he wasn't hungry yet.

Are these his favorite dishes?

These are the dishes he used to only eat.

Seeing him, did Sheng Xiyun eat? He also put down his chopsticks, his face darkening slightly: "You've been showing embarrassment to me since you came back, and you're just like this when you return to Beijing? Why don't you? Are you happy?"

Jin Ziwan said: "No? Ask questions that you already know the answers to."

If he was willing, why did he make such a fuss about leaving Beijing?

Sheng Xiyun was choked up by him, his appetite was completely gone, he put down his chopsticks, annoyed: "I asked someone to prepare a posthouse for Gu Zhaohong."

Isn't this kind of post house just for resting, it's a place where foreign envoys will live specially when they come, and now it's reasonable to arrange for Gu Zhaohong, the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Jin Ziwan shook his head: "He will live with me."

Sheng Xiyun's face immediately sank, sullen: "Your Governor's Mansion was given to you by me."

Jin Ziwan met his gaze without fear: "Okay, then I will live in the posthouse."

"you--"

"Gu Zhaohong and I are already married couples who have worshiped heaven and earth," Jin Ziwan paused, "living together is justified."

"—Jinziwan!"

Sheng Xiyun yelled angrily, and slapped the table with his palm. A lot of soup and water spilled out on the table, and the maids and eunuchs in the palace knelt on the ground.

Jingmo was serving vegetables for Sheng Xiyun just now, and now he is also kneeling on the ground. He gently tugged Jin Ziwan's trousers at a place Sheng Xiyun couldn't see, and shook his head at him, signaling that he would not ?To annoy Sheng Xiyun.

Jin Ziwan gave him a complicated look, then looked away.

Sheng Xiyun obviously couldn't hold back his anger, and every word and sentence was full of violent anger: "—I'm trying not to think about this matter, I want to have a peaceful meal with you, But you insist on telling the truth yourself! Jin Ziwan, don’t you? Did you forget what I said when I let you out of Beijing in the first place?!”

Dang Chaotian's handsome face was full of distorted hatred: "I told you to send the martial arts power to me, but I didn't tell you to send yourself to the bed of the martial arts leader!"

The whole hall was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Jin Ziwan looked at him for a while, and his tone was very calm: "If your majesty is looking for this minister? It's for business, then this minister will leave."

After finishing speaking, he really stood up, saluted and was about to turn around, but Sheng Xiyun shouted angrily: "Jin Ziwan, how dare you!"

Before the sound of the words fell, Sheng Xiyun knew that he had said something useless.

How could Jin Jinwan not? Dare.

Since he ascended the throne, Jin Ziwan has been completely lawless in front of him. If there are outsiders around, he can still give Sheng Xiyun some face. If it's just the two of them, it can be called a slap in the face.

It's like... It's like he's been waiting for a certain day for Sheng Xiyun? Unable to hold back the imperial power who is constantly being provoked, he becomes furious and directly kills him.

He, Jin Ziwan, wants to die with all his heart, so why not? Dare.

But unexpectedly, Jin Ziwan really stopped, turned around, lifted the hem of his clothes, and knelt down in front of him.

He hangs his white and slender neck, like a flower stem bent by a blooming flower, softly said three words that Sheng Xiyun has never heard before: "Don't you? Dare."

Sheng Xiyun was almost shocked, he didn't realize what Jin Ziwan said at all!

After a while, Sheng Xiyun calmed down, and he slowly sat back on the chair: "Get up."

But after this encounter, he really didn't have much interest, and waved his hand dullly: "Go down."

Jin Ziwan stood up, glanced at Sheng Xiyun, then at Jingmo, turned around and walked away.

He walked a few steps, and Sheng Xiyun's leisurely voice came from behind: "Three days later, there will be a big banquet in the palace for the leader of the martial arts alliance. Both you and Gu Zhaohong must come."

……

After Jin Zi left late, Sheng Xiyun suddenly said, "He has changed."

Knowing that he was asking himself, Jing Mo stood up from the ground and poured a cup of tea for Sheng Xiyun, and said in a gentle voice, "One year has passed, and it is normal for Governor Jin to have some changes."

"Wasn't he afraid of death before? Now he's afraid."

Sheng Xiyun, who had calmed down, immediately discovered where Jin Ziwan had changed. He drank the cup of tea and played with the cup in his hand.

Jing Mo paused for a moment, before saying: "Governor Jin...With bonds, naturally he won't be so fearless."

"Bondling..." Sheng Xiyun smiled suddenly, and threw the teacup in his hand, "Interesting?"

The porcelain cup fell to the ground, crushed to pieces?