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Yu Jia waited at the other end of the Danfeng Gate, and the palace people stood on both sides, waiting to welcome back the master of Jiuchong Que.

Chu Heng turned his head and glanced at the towering palace gate. Two hours ago, when he went out from here, he never thought that he would come back in this way. At this moment, the temperature from his palm confirmed him all the time. When he secretly liked the person beside him, Ling Ye had himself in his heart.

The imperial servant who has not been selected through the examination, the unresolved twenty sticks, the blatant eccentricity, the "servant meal" with only one name, the patient and gentle hair, and——Chu Heng turned his eyes to Luanjia in front of him——Ling Ye The real purpose of going to Quge to read books at night was not because he was busy with government affairs or idle, but in fact, Tianhan wanted to send himself back to the Hall of Martial Arts at night...

All these loves that Chu Heng had secretly hoped for but dared not believe easily, hidden in the little things, have all become real now.

Ling Ye took Chu Heng's hand and boarded the car, and first poured him a cup of hot tea to warm up.

The night pearl inlaid on the car wall illuminated the quiet world, and the warm soft light fell on Chu Heng's face, and the wet lips showed a ruddy luster under the light, easily arousing those feelings in Ling Ye's heart. Charming longing--

Finally, I can kiss him unscrupulously, Ling Ye thought so, stretched out his hand and brought Chu Heng into his arms, supported the back of his neck, and kissed him lightly.

This time it was no longer just a taste, Ling Ye kissed Chu Heng's lips, traced and sketched on his lips, and lingered, Chu Heng did not refuse, and handed himself over without reservation, in the kiss that gradually deepened Consciously opened his mouth slightly, which made it easier for Ling Ye to attack the city.

They responded to each other awkwardly and eagerly, and both of them were a little out of order, kissing with instinct and love.The breathing of each other is tightly intertwined, with the fragrance of tea between the lips and teeth, and the ups and downs of the heartbeat, all the emotions that have been shouted repeatedly in the heart and in the dream but cannot be expressed are all integrated into this long kiss.

This kiss was pious and long, until a hazy mist appeared in Chu Heng's eyes, and Ling Ye panted and let him go.

Each other's breathing was a little short, Chu Heng raised his wet eyes to meet Ling Ye's gaze, His Majesty's lips still had a lustrous luster, it was the trace left by their kiss just now, and it was the seal that he stamped - from now on , this person is his, Chu Heng thought so.

The kiss confirmed this cognition to the greatest extent. Chu Heng suddenly had a hot and strong emotion in his heart. Before his breathing completely calmed down, he suddenly straightened his body, hooked Ling Ye's neck, and kissed him proactively.Ling Ye's eyes darkened, he hugged Chu Heng's waist, clasped his neck, and kissed him back.

The soft light of Ye Mingzhu dazzled the lingering color of love and moon in the room. I don't know how long it took, when Chu Heng felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, Ling Ye let go of him again.

The eyes of each other are still entwined, the kiss evokes the strongest love in the bottom of my heart, and even the breathing becomes extraordinarily hot.Chu Heng stretched out his hand to push a corner of the driver's window, and the cold night wind blew head-on, suppressing the unanimous agitation of the two of them.

Bits of embarrassment surfaced in his heart, Chu Heng pursed his lips, and turned his head to look out with an unnatural expression, only then noticed that the carriage had passed the Chongji Gate and was heading straight for Jingzhang Palace.

Without thinking too much, he turned around and asked, "Shouldn't you go to the Hall of Martial Arts first?"

Ling Ye looked at him with a half-smile: "Do you remember where we came in when we entered the palace just now?"

Chu Heng was slightly taken aback, and then realized belatedly that they walked through the south gate of Jiuchongque, and there were five gates in between. Daomen is the imperial way of the emperor.

When they came back just now, the Que Tower was brightly lit, the main gate of Danfeng was wide open, and the emperor walked in through the imperial road paved with white marble, holding his hand.

As if to confirm him, Ling Ye leaned closer, and whispered in his ear, "How can Her Royal Highness go to the Hall of Martial Heroes?"

Chu Heng's face turned red instantly, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned his face away, not looking at Ling Ye again.

The car drove on the quiet palace road, passed through the front court of Jingzhang Palace, and didn't stop until Mingcheng Palace, the emperor's residence.

Eunuch Gao smiled and stood waiting in front of the door. He was not surprised by Chu Heng's arrival, but the smile on his face deepened, and he led the servants to raise the curtain to welcome the two of them in.

The night was dark, it was the beginning of the midnight, hot water had already been prepared in the side hall, and the palace people went forward to serve the emperor to bathe and change clothes.

Ling Ye was not in a hurry to wash himself first, but instead ordered them to serve Chu Heng first.After Chu Heng entered the side hall, the servants realized that there was no Chu Heng's pajamas in Mingcheng Hall. This was the first time His Majesty took someone back to Mingcheng Hall, and his attitude was very clear, obviously he took it to heart. The servants He didn't dare to make his own claim, so he had to come back and ask the bandits for instructions.

The key to the palace gate has already been locked, and it is obviously impossible to go to the Hall of Martial Arts to get it now. Eunuch Gao was hesitant, and saw the emperor walking out from the inside with the seal, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

Bandit Gao reported it quickly.

Without even thinking about it, Ling Ye said, "Bring a set of my new clothes. Tomorrow, I will call Shangfu Bureau to tailor Chu Heng's clothes. From now on, the material of his underwear will be according to my use."

Bandit Gao was silent, but swallowed back the phrase "this is against the rules".

The waiter left in fear.Ling Ye tapped the booklet in his hand, and asked, "When did it get delivered?"

"Tonight, after His Majesty left the palace, the Minister of Dali Temple handed it over." Gao Bandit respectfully said: "Xu Shao, the son of the Marquis of Jiayong, was beaten by people from the Marquis of Yong'an in Xuanping Street last night. No, Qianqiu The court banquet failed. Jiayong Hou Xu Ao was angry, but at the court banquet, he met Xiao Gaomin, the son of the Marquis of Yong'an, who was as normal as anyone. Jiayong Hou was not angry, so he went directly to Dali Temple after the palace banquet. I sued Yong'an Hou Shizi, and asked Dali Temple Minister to deal with it according to the law tomorrow morning. Both of them were in the eight discussions. Dali Temple Minister was in a dilemma and dared not make the decision. Your Majesty, please decide." ①

"Bayi, is it?" Ling Ye repeated these two words. After a moment of silence, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the side hall. A faint smile appeared in his eyes, but he only sneered coldly, Zhezi threw it into Gao Bandit's arms, and said: "Is Yichong Xiao's still not able to settle this matter? Zhezi called back, I don't have time to take care of the affairs of the Jiayonghoufu, let them handle it."

——The attitude of the emperor is self-evident, Gao Bandit took the script, and the voice should be respectful.

It was mid-moon when Ling Ye finished bathing, and when he returned to the dormitory, he saw that Chu Heng had fallen asleep on the soft couch in the outer room, still holding in his hand the book they had bought outside the palace tonight.

The full head of black hair was steamed dry on the steamer, and the servant was wiping the water droplets from the end of his hair with a cloth towel.Ling Ye stepped forward, took away the notebook in Chu Heng's hand, waved back the servant, and began to brush Chu Heng's hair in person.

Wisps of half-wet black long hair entangled endlessly between Ling Ye's fingers, reflecting the gentle and warm yellow candlelight, inadvertently arousing the infinite charming thoughts in the heart, Ling Ye's eyes dimmed, and his eyes fell on Chu Heng body.

Chu Heng was wearing Ling Ye's clothes. He was slightly shorter than Ling Ye, and his clothes were a little too big, but it wasn't outrageous, but the dark pattern of dragons on the pajamas made the maids and maids in the room startled.

Ling Ye looked at the slightly oversized clothes on Chu Heng's body, and secretly made a decision in his heart - tomorrow he must personally tailor the clothes for the queen.

He dried Chu Heng's hair, leaned down and kissed Chu Heng's eyes, picked him up by the waist, and entered the inner room.

Chu Heng leaned into his arms and hummed unconsciously twice, but in the end he didn't wake up.

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①Eight Discussions: It is the system in which the eight types of crimes stipulated in the ancient criminal law are handed over to the emperor for adjudication or mitigated punishment, mainly relatives of the emperor, meritorious officials and aristocrats, and old friends of the emperor.

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