The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

"Is it true that you have seen it all? Why didn't you think that I didn't die when you poisoned me earlier?" Ming Yin curled his lips, and he looked like Ming Yang.

He has been in power for more than 20 years, and the air of a king naturally exudes from his body. With a calm sentence, all the officials in the palace broke into cold sweat. Ming Yin is the first emperor they sincerely admire, and they naturally respect him very much.

"Impossible, all of this is impossible!" Nie Shenhai roared, and the iron chains on his hands rattled, echoing in the hall.

"I'm tired, I'll leave the following matters to Yang'er, and go back to the palace." Ming Yin's body hadn't fully recovered yet, he was really upset when he saw Nie Shenhai's appearance, so he walked over and patted Ming Yang shoulder.

"Father." There was a hopeful smile on the familiar face, Ming Yin smiled a little forcedly, Ming Yang's heart tightened, and he stretched out his hand to help, but was gently brushed away.

"I'm fine, you continue to deal with it."

After Ming Yin finished speaking, he turned around and backed away, Ming Yang stared closely at his back, and the voice of respecting the Supreme Emperor resounded in his ears.Ming Yin just came to testify, Ming Yang secretly clenched his fists, turned around and sat back on the dragon chair.

Ming Yang stared at Nie Shenhai who was trembling under the steps, his voice was cold, but it was enough to resound throughout the hall.

"Nie Shenhai, you murdered the emperor, you can be punished by the nine clans; you corrupted the law and disturbed the court, you can be divided into five horses; you created troops and conspired, you can be killed on the spot; you designed to kill the old Western Region king and his concubine, your crimes can be counted. Countless, how many lives do you have to pay off these debts?"

Ming Yang stared at Nie Shenhai, his eyes turned red as he spoke, and finally he gritted his teeth.

However, Nie Shenhai at the bottom of the steps was still so arrogant, he raised his head and looked at Ming Yang with a sullen look, "I admit these crimes, hahaha, but I am really unwilling to lose to you, a young boy, haha Ha ha……"

"This Nie Shenhai is too reckless to slander the emperor in public."

"Yes, yes, the end will definitely be miserable."

……

There were several discussions in the hall, Ming Yang sneered and rolled his eyes, but someone moved faster than him, Nie Shenhai's laughter resounding through the hall stopped abruptly, and turned into a howl after two seconds.

A black figure flashed in front of Nie Shenhai quickly, and then there was a scream. Dingqing saw that it was Mu Beimo with a cold face and gloomy eyes.

The bony hand was aimed at Nie Shenhai's thigh, but he didn't really hold it. Instead, he looked at it from a distance, and Nie Shenhai's thigh had already deformed.

Ming Yang's sight was blocked. It turned out that Mu Beimo had already used his internal force to lower the curtain, completely covering his sight.

"Slandering the emperor in public, it should be punished according to reason, come here, and drag the prisoner Nie Shenhai outside the palace, which really polluted the emperor's eyes here." Mu Beimo flicked his sleeves, glanced at the ground indifferently, and was about to faint Nie Shenhai from the past said coldly.

Mu Beimo sat back in his original position, and the speed of his movements amazed the court ministers, and the curtain in front of Ming Yang did not know when it was closed.

"Ahem." Ming Yang covered his mouth and cleared his throat. In fact, he exchanged glances with Mu Beimo through his movements. The angry Mu Beimo is so cute.

"Nie Shenhai's matter has been resolved, and we should settle other accounts." Ming Yang showed the most innocent smile from the beginning to now, and many officials in the hall trembled.

Today's court lasted for three hours, officials were executed one after another, and there were all kinds of criminal evidence, big and small.Of course, where there is punishment, there is reward, and there is a new wave of blood in the court.

By the way, Ming Yang also broke off the engagement between Xiao Chuyue and Nie Xiner, and spared the life of Western Region King Longze in Nie Xiner's name.

Nie Shenhai, the culprit from the beginning to the end, was punished by the nine clans. Nie Xin'er escaped because he had no blood relationship with Nie Shenhai. Nie Weiping's whereabouts were unknown, and he also escaped.

Ming Yang dealt with a lot of things at once. In fact, all of these were written by Mu Beimo. He only helped to deal with them on the surface, and he ignored the government affairs as long as he could.

"Brother Beimo, you were really murderous when you were in the hall just now." On the couch, Ming Yang nestled in Mu Beimo's arms, arrogantly instructing Mu Beimo to feed him his favorite fruit.

"Scared Yang'er?" Mu Beimo was taken aback for a moment, then hugged him tighter.

"Well, it's not scary, it's just flustered anyway."

Ming Yang felt Mu Beimo's reaction, smiled and stretched out his hand to clasp his palm, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was no sign of being frightened at all.

"You know how naughty you are when you make a fuss." Mu Beimo took advantage of Su Yuan's thin white fingers clasping his palm, directly clasped that hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed it.

"It's only like this in front of you." Ming Yang pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were full of happiness.

"Naughty and mischievous." Mu Beimo hooked his lips, and pinched the tip of Ming Yang's nose affectionately.

Ming Yang just smiled and didn't speak. After going through so many things, he just wants to lie in Mu Beimo's arms and be self-willed.

Mu Beimo shook his head dumbfounded, held Ming Yang's face and kissed him on the cheek, "Do you want to rest for a while?"

"Ah?" Ming Yang blinked blankly, and felt drowsy after hearing Mu Beimo's words. He opened his mouth and yawned, with two tears streaming out of the corners of his eyes, "I seem a little tired."

"Then let's go to bed first." Mu Beimo slowly got up, and carefully hugged him into his arms with his hips in his arms.

"Wait!" Ming Yang rose into the air and grabbed Mu Beimo's arm in shock, with a perplexed expression on his face, "It seems that he can't sleep yet."

"Why can't you sleep?" Mu Beimo narrowed his eyes slightly, followed Ming Yang's gaze, and instantly understood what he meant.

"You can rest easy, I will approve the memorial."

"Okay, then I can only work hard for my husband, come here, give you a kiss." Ming Yang frowned and touched Mu Beimo's face, and pretended to kiss Mu Beimo. It really looked like a The good wife who loves her husband's tiredness has a sly look in her eyes.

Mu Beimo smiled helplessly, and carried him directly onto the bed in the inner hall.

"Yang'er, how can I feel sorry for my husband with a kiss?" Mu Beimo put the man down, propped his arms up above Ming Yang, and stared at the person below him condescendingly.

"How, how could it not be enough?" Ming Yang looked away with a guilty conscience, and his lips were a little uneasy.

"I said it's not enough." Mu Beimo raised his eyebrows, stretched out and squeezed Ming Yang's face to force him to look at him.

The slightly cool fingertips touched the skin of his chin, and that place became a little hot. Looking at Mu Beimo's sexy Adam's apple, he swallowed helplessly, and he clearly heard his voice trembling slightly.

"Then, what should I do?"

"Well, Yang'er said what would be enough?" Mu Beimo pretended to think, and then turned over and lay down with him, counting silently to three times, and sure enough, there was a soft touch on his face.

Mu Beimo curled his lips where Ming Yang couldn't see, with a smug look in his dark eyes, he turned sideways and hugged him into his arms, found Ming Yang's lips and kissed him.

After this kiss, the situation became uncontrollable. Ming Yang thought of the child in his stomach, and pushed Mu Beimo's chest with some fear, reminding out of breath, "Child."

"It's okay." Mu Beimo stretched out his hand and rubbed Ming Yang's stomach. The original movement didn't stop, and the room was instantly filled with tenderness.

The inner hall was filled with a faint smell of heather, and the palace people standing outside the hall waiting to serve the master retreated quietly. When they came out, everyone's ears were tinged with red but they dared not speak much.

It's just that after that day, the story of the emperor and the regent loving each other every day was spread in the palace, and there will be many small details of the two people's love that will be widely circulated in the palace, and even spread among the people as good stories.

When it was over, Su Yuan rubbed his waist and then his thigh, exhaled in pain, and grabbed Mu Beimo's wrist in a daze.

"Where are you going?"

Mu Beimo had already dressed, sat on the edge of the bed and pinched the tip of Su Yuan's sweaty nose, and said helplessly, "There are still a lot of memorials that have not been approved, you should go to bed first."

Ming Yang turned over on the bed, holding Mu Beimo's wrist, reluctant to let go, with resentment in his eyes, "Aren't you responsible for me?"

"Then Yang'er said how to be responsible?" Mu Beimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and sat back on the bed following Ming Yang's strength.

"I don't care, you just have to be responsible. His back hurts~" Ming Yang rubbed his waist resentfully, and looked at Mu Beimo pitifully with red eyes.

"Silly Yanger, I'm yours now, how do you want me to be responsible?" Mu Beimo's heart melted, and he stretched out his hand to gently press Ming Yang's soft waist, speaking the most primitive love words.

"Hmph, glib!" Su Yuan pursed his mouth, but comfortably enjoyed Mu Beimo's service, and the corners of his mouth buried in the pillow slightly raised.

Mu Beimo didn't say a word, and rubbed Su Yuan's waist silently. As expected, he heard even breathing within a quarter of an hour. He smiled helplessly, turned him over carefully and covered him with the quilt, and leaned down to kiss him. Su Yuan was reluctant to leave and went to the outer hall to approve the memorial.

Ming Yang was overtired and didn't wake up until evening. After being dazed for a moment, he hurriedly put on his clothes. After running around the inner hall for a few laps, he finally found no sign of Mu Beimo, so he could only run sadly towards the outer hall. go.

Then there was a shocking scene. Several newly appointed officials were asking Mu Beimo for advice. When they heard the noise, they quickly raised their heads, and saw Su Yuan who appeared at the entrance of the inner hall wearing a coat and bare feet. Looking at all this with a little blurred eyes, he hurriedly knelt down with trembling feet.

"I waited to see the emperor, but I didn't know that the emperor was resting and disturbed the dragon's body, so I ask the emperor to forgive me."

Ming Yang stared at the kneeling officials in bewilderment, then suddenly came to his senses, immediately turned around and ran into the inner hall, lying on the bed doubting his life.

The officials didn't hear what the emperor told them to get up, so they quietly raised their heads and glanced in front of them. There was no one at the door of the inner hall, and they were puzzled on the spot.