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At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, when heavy snow arrived, a small stove was set up in Mingxuan Hall.

Chen Jingyu was weak and afraid of the cold, but fortunately, although Li Zhiyuan scolded him about food, he was provided with plenty of charcoal fire, and Mingxuan Hall was as warm as spring for twelve hours.

Xiaoyu added another piece of silver charcoal to the stove. She is a straightforward person. In the past, she only thought that His Majesty bullied Chen Jingyu and refused to let him eat the finished meal, but now it seems that His Majesty still has her master in his heart. I heard from the old man in the palace that these silver charcoals are only qualified to be used by His Majesty, but I didn't expect that each load of silver charcoal would be transported to Mingxuan Palace as if it didn't cost money.

It's just that for some reason, the melancholy between Chen Jingyu's brows has deepened in the past few days, like a white mist that cannot be wiped away, covering his whole body with a layer of haze.

Xiaoyu guessed that the master must be unhappy because of His Majesty staying in the Queen's Palace.

Counting the days, His Majesty has not set foot in Mingxuan Palace for ten days.

The silver charcoal was burning very hot in the room, and Chen Jingyu felt a little uncomfortable because of the temperature. Turning around, Xiaoyu was still tirelessly adding charcoal, and said softly, "Enough, it's too warm, open the window to let in some air. "

Xiaoyu then withdrew her hands and opened the window a small slit to let the cold wind outside slip in a little.

"Master, do you want to pass on the meal?"

Ever since he received Li Zhiying's letter, Chen Jingyu has been anxious and his appetite has been greatly reduced, so he shook his head, "Let's wait."

Xiaoyu thought he was still worried about Li Zhiyuan, but because Chen Jingyu was always amiable, she couldn't help comforting her, "Master, Your Majesty is the emperor of the Southern Dynasty, he is busy with government affairs, and will come to see you soon."

Chen Jingyu was taken aback when he heard the words, he knew Xiaoyu was kind, so he didn't blame her for talking too much, and just let her take the door behind him and go out.

Chen Jingyu, the palace man who sneaked in that day, was never seen again. He originally wanted to find out about that person again, and thought that Li Zhiying would send someone to bring him a letter again, but after half a month passed, there was no more news.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, what exactly does Li Zhiying want to do?

Chen Jingyu and Li Zhiying have known each other for eight years. To him, Li Zhiying is the benefactor who helped him raise his head in the Chen Mansion, his master who always looked after him, and the person he had carefully placed in his heart. He entrusted his life to Li Zhiying , for Li Zhiying's life, for Li Zhiying's death, for Li Zhiying's life, whether he should or shouldn't be sold.

He used to think that one day he would be able to stand beside Li Zhiying in an upright manner, but he would never have imagined that both of them would become prisoners.

Even today, Li Zhiying still means a lot to Chen Jingyu, and the matter is a foregone conclusion. He doesn't want to see Li Zhiying fighting with beasts, and he doesn't want Li Zhiying to sacrifice his life for his ambition.

Should he tell Li Zhiyuan about Li Zhiying contacting him?

Just when Chen Jingyu was very tangled, the door opened.

He looked back and saw Li Zhiyuan walking in with a carved food box.

Chen Jingyu got up slowly, looked at Li Zhiyuan, then at the food box, and called out to His Majesty.

Why didn't I see you for half a month, and Chen Jingyu lost weight again?Li Zhiyuan frowned in dissatisfaction, put the food box on the table, and said coldly, "The palace man said you don't want to eat, why, why are you on a hunger strike?"

Chen Jingyu felt wronged, "Not at all."

"Then why didn't you deliver the meal when it's meal time?" Li Zhiyuan ordered with a pale face, "Come here."

Chen Jingyu went over as he said, expecting to see a table full of meat, but he didn't expect that what Li Zhiyuan brought would be some light dishes, he was a little at a loss for a while.

Li Zhiyuan endured for half a month not to see Chen Jingyu, and deliberately let out rumors to provoke Chen Jingyu, but he was angry with Chen Jingyu on the one hand, he didn't want Chen Jingyu to lose weight anymore, he would feel uncomfortable holding him in his arms at night .

Eat whatever you like, Li Zhiyuan gave another step.

He really couldn't be merciless to Chen Jingyu.

"Are you willing to eat only if I feed you?" Seeing Chen Jingyu standing still, Li Zhiyuan grabbed his sleeve and pulled him to the table to sit down.

Li Zhiyuan acted like this, as if the unhappiness half a month ago hadn't happened, and Chen Jingyu didn't want to break this rare peace, so he picked up the silver chopsticks, and put a piece of soft and sticky pumpkin loosely into his mouth in front of Li Zhiyuan.

It's just that he has something hidden in his heart, no matter how delicious the pumpkin is cooked, he can't taste it.

Li Zhiyuan is right in front of him, and he seems to be in a good mood, maybe if he tells about Li Zhiying, he will make a difference and not embarrass Li Zhiying?

"What are you thinking?" Li Zhiyuan noticed that Chen Jingyu was hesitant to speak.

Chen Jingyu raised his eyes and looked into Li Zhiyuan's eyes. These eyes had given him infinite tenderness. Even if the relationship between them was never the same again, he would still trust Li Zhiyuan once.

"Your Majesty, I dare to ask, where is Your Majesty the Third Highness?"

As soon as Chen Jingyu finished speaking, Li Zhiyuan's complexion suddenly changed, and his voice was deep, "After asking, what do you want to do?"

"Third Highness..." Chen Jingyu was about to tell the truth.

But Li Zhiyuan grabbed his wrist severely, "Are you still thinking about third brother?"

Chen Jingyu was startled, dumbfounded.

"Chen Jingyu, you will really spoil my interest." Li Zhiyuan stared at Chen Jingyu's white jade-like face sadly, "I said that I don't want to hear anything about the third brother from you anymore. Repeat?"

Chen Jingyu was stuck in his mouth and couldn't speak, Li Zhiyuan's eyes were like a wolf, as if he was going to devour him.

"Do you think I won't do anything to you?" Li Zhiyuan approached, and because of his anger, his warm breath hit Chen Jingyu's face, and he laughed at himself, "I really won't hit you, no Punish you, but it doesn't mean that I will be tolerant to Li Zhiying, he is a traitor, I will cut him into pieces lightly, but you...you dare to mention him in front of me."

He put down his emperor figure, specially took Chen Jingyu's favorite food, and came here, but what he got was Chen Jingyu's care for Li Zhiying, how ironic?

Chen Jingyu was frightened by the shady Li Zhiyuan in front of him. He forgot that Li Zhiyuan is not the innocent seventh prince, but the emperor of the Southern Dynasty.

If he really told Li Zhiyuan about Li Zhiying's contact with him, would Li Zhiyuan really kill Li Zhiying to death.

Chen Jingyu suddenly lost the courage to tell the truth.

"Your Majesty..." Chen Jingyu's voice trembled slightly, "This minister made a slip of the tongue."

Li Zhiyuan's breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't get up or down, so he needed to find something to vent.

He is already so magnanimous, why does Chen Jingyu still miss Li Zhiying so much?

How is he different from Li Zhiying?

Is it because he met Chen Jingyu one step later than Li Zhiying?

In a fit of rage, Li Zhiyuan lost his mind, grabbed Chen Jingyu and stood up.

Chen Jingyu staggered and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

Li Zhiyuan smiled mockingly at him, his handsome face looked a little strange at the moment, "Don't you want to see the third brother, I will take you to see him."

Chen Jingyu's heart sank suddenly, he felt that this trip was definitely not a good thing, and subconsciously struggled, "I won't go."

Li Zhiyuan held him tightly, "I can't help you."

The two pulled out of Mingxuan Hall.

It was freezing cold outside, and when the wind blew, Chen Jingyu shivered violently.

Wang Gonggong thought that Li Zhiyuan would not come out tonight, when he saw someone for the first time, he hurried up to greet him, "Your Majesty, this is?"

Li Zhiyuan put his arms around Chen Jingyu's waist, his face was cooler than Shuangxue, and then he smiled chillingly, "Take the loyal servant to meet his good master."

Chen Jingyu was angry and anxious, but more flustered. Li Zhiyuan seemed to have suddenly lost his rationality. Now that he went to see Li Zhiying, he was afraid that there would be a conflict. He grabbed Li Zhiyuan's sleeve, and his tone was pleading. "I do not want to go."

Li Zhiyuan's heart was as hard as a rock, and he pushed Chen Jingyu onto the chariot.

He glanced at the pitch-black night sky, and the screaming beast in his heart could no longer be contained.

He gave in every step of the way, saving the lives of Chen Jingyu and Li Zhiying, why did he make him angry again and again?

They had to pay the price to comfort him for the displeasure he had accumulated over the years.

When the emperor was angry, the corpse floated for thousands of miles.

There is nothing he can't do, it's just whether he wants to do it or not, Chen Jingyu forced him to do it.

The author says:

Mom is such a big goose, if you are jealous, you will do something you regret!