Tremble, mortals!

"Brother Huang."

When Gong Jiu called Zhu Hongjing so faintly, Zhu Hongjing was reviewing memorials in the hall alone.

The sky is dim, the lights are shining, and all sounds are silent.

This call, repeated thousands of times, broke the heart of sorrow, dried up the eye sockets, and frightened Zhu Hongjing so much that his back went cold and his hands trembled, so with a snap, a drop of vermilion fell on the memorial, and a delicate flower bloomed. flowers.

Silently looking at the point on the memorial, Zhu Hongjing's expression was very calm, thinking that after the memorial was sent out tomorrow, the speaker would probably hit the post again because he didn't respect the minister and soiled the memorial.

Putting down the pen, looking at Gong Jiu who was standing in the shadow and dressed in white like a ghost, Zhu Hongjing was very calm, "What... have you done?"

"Brother Huang, how could you say that? What do you mean I did something bad? A young hero like me, who is much taller than Pan An in appearance, is so romantic, no matter how you look at it, he is not the one who caused trouble!" The resentful voice instantly became Filled with righteous indignation, Gong Jiu came out from the corner, put his hands on the table, and looked at Zhu Hongjing condescendingly across the desk.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like someone who causes trouble everywhere.

Zhu Hongjing slandered.

And the skin is still thick.

"Don't talk nonsense, what the hell happened." To actually stimulate this guy to such an extent, isn't it a trivial matter?

"My fragile spirit has been brutally hit." Gong Jiu sighed, squatted down, put the edges of his fingers beside the desk, stretched his neck forward, put his face on the table, and said sullenly.

Zhu Hongjing looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"Sikong Zhaixing has figured out my life experience."

"What's the matter?"

"Brother Huang," Gong Jiu complained again, "My name is Zhu Shanzhi."

Zhu Hongjing blinked first, then raised his left hand and covered his face.

Then he started shaking.

The shoulders trembled like sifting chaff, and the elbows placed on the table together, so the table trembled along with it, so Gong Jiu felt the trembling transmitted from his chin.It felt like he was chattering his teeth.Very uncomfortable, he stood up again and shouted angrily: "Laugh at your sister!"

Under the palm of his hand, the corners of Zhu Hongjing's mouth curled up, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Cinnabar mole!Cinnabar mole!How did his uncle Wang name his child?It stands to reason that common words should be avoided no matter what, but this King Taiping chose to name Gong Jiu in this way!

After finally laughing enough, he put down his hands, but there was still a smile in his eyes, and he said, "It's you who I'm laughing at, my dear cousin. That's why you're right to make fun of your brother." It was a bit frivolous. the meaning of.

Gong Jiu was so choked that he couldn't speak, and stared at Zhu Hongjing with bulging eyes.

After laughing, Zhu Hongjing was in a good mood. Seeing that there were not many memorials on the table, he stood up and stretched his body.

And Gong Jiu still kept glaring.Seeing his puffy appearance, Zhu Hongjing found it more and more interesting, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed Gong Jiu's head like this to appease a pet.

Logically speaking, such a move should smooth the hair, but Gong Jiu's hair, which was neat and unruly at first, became frizzy and messy after Zhu Hongjing stroked it.

He made a big move!

Push the nose on the face!

Gong Jiu's eyes widened, and she was about to go crazy, but Zhu Hongjing thought about it for a while, and felt that although Gong Jiu was bad, his hair still felt good to the touch.Moreover, when he didn't resist, he felt like a well-behaved boy.It's just that he is too seldom when he is well-behaved. Look at it today that he got the cinnabar on the memorial, and tomorrow he has to deal with those officials.

"Zhu Hongjing!" Gong Jiu slapped the table hard, ignoring the pain in his hand, trying to express his anger.

"Hey, don't call the emperor's name directly. It's okay to call in private, but don't be overheard by the officials." Zhu Hongjing was also not angry, and said to Gong Jiu with a smile.

enough.Gong Jiu deeply felt why he was so recited?It stands to reason that as a time traveler, shouldn't he massacre demons and gods in all directions?At worst, he should be sung by poets, but in this situation, he is always crushed to death by Zhu Hongjing, unable to stand up.

If this is a novel, then the author must have cheated on Zhu Hongjing.And I am the hard-working supporting role who is treated as a villain to upgrade the protagonist even though he is time-traveling.

Cheating!

"Don't be so impatient." Zhu Hongjing laughed enough, and sat down again, "Tell me, what's the situation. I'll help you with the details." For several years, he had doubted Gong Jiu from the very beginning. Is it really unfathomable.But now he can see clearly.The Gong Jiu he knew in front of him actually had nothing to do with King Taiping and had no feelings for him, he was more like a stranger.In the middle, Zhu Hongjing didn't care whether it was fake, fake or more mysterious resurrection.

What he needs to know is that this person is the one he trusts, Gong Jiu, who will not betray; no doubts, no guesses, just trust.

This feeling...is simply intoxicating.

Therefore, Gong Jiu is out of tune but full of wisdom in many cases, Zhu Hongjing knows, and only Zhu Hongjing knows.As for Zhu Hongjing's detached and immature side, only Gong Jiu knows it, and it will only be exposed in front of him.

The so-called trust is nothing more than that.

Did Gong Jiu know that Zhu Hongjing had guessed his origin?

Maybe, maybe not, but that doesn't matter either.

Angrily, he walked around the table and walked to Zhu Hongjing. Gong Jiu rubbed against him, squeezed Zhu Hongjing and said, "Hey, move to the side, I have no place to sit." Only he has the courage to sit with the emperor It doesn't matter if it's a dragon chair or something.

Zhu Hongjing leaned to the side and asked Gong Jiu to sit down.

The chair the emperor sat on was restrained, and if a person sat on it, it would appear empty, unless he ignored his manners at all, there would be a large circle of space around him.But after Gong Jiu sat down, the chair seemed a little tight, and the two big men squeezed together, which was not very comfortable.

Gong Jiuyi raised his hand and hung his elbow on Zhu Hongjing's shoulder, with a casual movement.

"Let me tell you, my life experience is the same as the script." With such a sentence, Gong Jiu started to pour out his bitterness, and finally Gong Jiu was able to shake out all his complicated emotions.In fact, this kind of thing can only be told to Zhu Hongjing.At least Zhu Hongjing has been with him for more than five years, and he can understand a lot of what he says, but if he complains to others, he may not be able to understand it.And this is a royal secret, how can you tell other people casually?

Zhu Hongjing just listened to Gong Jiu's narration, and secretly sighed in his heart how Gong Jiu's story made him want to laugh so much, and he didn't hide his smile, and kept letting Gong Jiu blow his hair and comfort him back.

In five years, what he actually learned was how to raise wild pets, right?

However, this feeling is very good.

There are only these two people in the hall, but there are guards outside the hall who are busy changing shifts. Shangguan Feiyan originally thought that he was here to discuss some details of the Empress Dowager Ceremony in a few days, but unexpectedly saw something extraordinary in the crack of the door .

Those two people looked very close.Even if it seemed that some contradictions broke out all the time, it seemed like a harmless joke.

Even the dragon chair can be used by Prince Taiping. Think about how the emperor has kept his body like a jade for so many years. There is also the matter that Prince Taiping ran back to the palace because King Taiping wanted to marry him.She seems to have discovered something.

The surprise at the beginning gradually faded away afterward. Those two people actually felt this way about many things they did on a daily basis, right?Whether it is trust or intimacy, who can compare with each other?It is only natural that it will come to this step.The prince of Taiping asked the emperor to marry him because of those considerations, didn't he?

She didn't expect to have any relationship with the emperor at first, but now it seems that life in the palace, under such circumstances, might be good?

Smiling, she looked away from the crack of the door and walked away.