I'm too tired to be in the Shura field every day

"Hey, it's almost enough, don't cry all the time."

The black cat licked its paws and said sarcastic remarks aside.

On the bed, Beiyu covered the quilt, sat beside him with folded arms, sniffed and shivered.

"I've seen being an emperor is useless, but I've never seen you being so useless." The black cat mocked him.

"You still say!" Bei Yu raised his head, he looked a little sad, his cheeks were red, the tip of his nose was also red, and his eye sockets were still wet.

He complained: "You said that the regent and the prime minister would tell me when they met, you didn't inform me at all, but if you did, I wouldn't..." He said, thinking of his experiences, and cried again up.

The black cat spun around quickly, loosened its glossy black hair and said, "How do I know that you are so useless that you can mistake people? I set up an alarm to sound when two people meet." program, but they have never encountered it from beginning to end, what can this system do?"

Bei Yu let out a dissatisfied cry, pulled up the quilt, and covered his head.

Seeing how awkward he is, the black cat opened its mangosteen-like paws and laid it on him, saying, "Thinking about it, you were a cannon fodder, but now the male lead cares about you a lot. Aren't you safer than before?"

Bei Yu stood up and said, "If he knows I'm playing tricks on him, do you think he won't kill me!"

The black cat paused, retracted its paws, and said, "There is no other way."

Beiyu took the quilt away, and when he was sad, burying himself warmly would calm him down. Now that he has calmed down a bit, he folded the quilt and said as he folded it: "He doesn't care about me, he's just the residual heat of 419 , maybe he just likes Longyang, and I bumped into his gun, but if he finds out that he was being teased, I will die very quickly, I can't do this anymore."

Bei Yu felt that he should save himself.

The black cat said: "What do you want? Incognito? Fleeing?"

Bei Yu shook his head: "Escaping won't solve the problem. I'm going to do whatever I can. As you said, the regent doesn't hate me now. I want to take advantage of this opportunity he let me live." He clenched his fist, "To the prime minister Let's do it!"

The system said, "You haven't given up yet?"

"Why give up?" Bei Yu turned his head to look at the system, "Now that the protagonist doesn't hate me, maybe I can live a few more months."

The system said: "But when you lose your horse, you may not even find the corpse."

"No," Bei Yu shook his head vigorously, "I will be careful, I won't overturn, I won't overturn," he nodded vigorously again, "It must be stable! It must be stable!"

The system sees him as weak and weak, once he has his own ideas and is too stubborn, he shakes his head, wondering what good it is to engage in this kind of emotional line, it would be better to kill tens of thousands of people.

Bei Yu was drinking tea in the study, listening to the movement outside the door, and finally waited until the female officer reported to him: "Your Majesty, the regent is here."

Ever since the oolong letter was delivered, Bei Yu had to bring his official title when he asked the palace servants to report it!Don't use the vague title of "that grown-up" again.

When he heard someone coming, he trembled in reflex, but years of royal education allowed him to maintain his superficial calmness, and he said, "Please come in, Aiqing."

The door was pushed open even more by the palace servants, and Bei Yu saw the regent walking in against the light.

In all fairness, if it wasn't for the fact that their positions were too hostile, Bei Yu admitted that he was indeed a wise and mighty man.

That strong physique, the golden ratio figure he has dreamed of for a long time, can take a calm and majestic posture with every step.

Beiyu could feel that the muscles under the cloth must be warm, firm and tight.

Because of the skeleton and physique, the texture of Beiyu's body is white and soft, and the vest line is thin on the stomach, so when he looks at a person with this body, if he is a relative or friend, he will feel quite reliable. Enemy... Beiyu swallowed again.

Chong Yan walked up to the young emperor and bowed: "Your Majesty."

He has a calm complexion, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and when he half-closed his eyes, he covered the sharpness in his eyes, making him look handsome, but Beiyu knew that this was a cruel man, otherwise he would not be able to climb to the position of emperor, how could he Dare to accept the courtesy of the decent protagonist, and said kindly: "Ai Qing, get up quickly."

Chong Yan got up and asked: "Your Majesty was a little unhappy this morning, is it better now?"

In the morning, Beiyu was in a mess, and he was also worried.

Bei Yu pursed her lips into a smile, stood up and said, "I've been too busy and tired these days, and I made a fool of myself in front of Ai Qing."

He stood up, but hated being tall, which made him look even smaller than him,

Chong Yan didn't think there was anything wrong, he said, "If Your Majesty feels tired, I can help you solve your problems, but Your Majesty," he frowned and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's better not to get involved in those mundane things."

Bei Yu didn't know what he was referring to, but he still pretended to be educated and said, "I have heard your kind words, but you are not curious." He blinked and said, "Why did I ask you to come here?" something?"

Chong hated seeing his sly expression, as if he had returned to the ambiguity of that night, his chest trembled, and he said softly: "I listen to the holy words."

Bei Yu walked up to Chong Yan, pretending to be very calm and generous, put his palm lightly on Chong Yan's face, and said with a smile: "I have seen Aiqing's painting, it is very good."

If you look carefully, you will find that his fingertips are trembling all the time, and even his forearm is shaking slightly, but he said like a calm adult: "The lines are very detailed, it can be seen that Qing has ulterior motives, I like it very much."

Hearing the word "Like", Chong Yan's eyes trembled, and he couldn't help but grab Bei Yu's hand.

The big hand with infinite power made Beiyu feel scared, he quickly pulled it out and turned around: "But we have such identities!"

He focused on the disgust, suppressed his little heart that was about to burst, and poured out distress and said: "My identity, Qing's identity, and our identity will only make our situation very difficult. I am the Son of Heaven, and I cannot be ashamed." For the common people, and Qing can't, being accused of trampling on the order of the monarch and ministers."

Chong was tired of listening to him being so troubled, and became more and more aware of the pressure brought by his position, so he stepped forward and whispered: "It's okay not to make it public."

Bei Yu's eyes lit up.

Chong Yan turned Bei Yu over and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. Our affairs can be kept private."

"Really!" Bei Yu blurted out happily, and then felt that he was too excited, he immediately closed his eyes and said, "No, I mean, it's so wronged Qing."

Zhong Yan smiled, "I did this voluntarily, and I am not wronged. I will not mention my personal relationship with Your Majesty to anyone."

Beiyu asked, "Doesn't others tell me when they ask?"

Chong Yan said: "Don't say it."

Bei Yu asked: "Doesn't others spread rumors?"

Chong Yan said, "I don't want to explain."

Bei Yu asked: "People spread rumors that I am fooling Qing, does Qing not care?"

Chong Yan shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Bei Yu's chest trembled, and he suddenly felt that this was a kind of good person, but after thinking about it, he felt that this person was too calm and unfathomable, so his eyes became sharper.

He hated to look at Bei Yu's peeping eyes, as if to cut open his heart, he said, "Why is Your Majesty looking at me like this?"

Bei Yu said: "I heard about the assassination in the uterus, Qing has already dealt with it properly."

Very fast, more capable than Dali Temple.

Chong Yan admitted: "It has been found out that it is a remnant of treason from the previous dynasty. They all punished the nine clans and have already beheaded."

Bei Yu's heart trembled, thinking that it was true.

This is a cruel and brutal protagonist!

Just because he hurt his arm, he was about to be punished by the Nine Clans, so he would play around with him, throw his dignity on the ground and trample on it, and he wouldn't be able to...

Bei Yu was frightened by his own delusions, and said in a cold sweat, "Yes, Qing, you have done a good job."

Chong Yan said: "I heard that there is another nest of treasonous remnants recently, and I am planning to investigate."

Bei Yu encouraged with a pale face: "Qing is really my servant, go get busy."

A strange look flashed in Chong Yan's eyes, and he bowed: "The minister has gone."

If Bei Yu could pay more attention to Chong Yan, he would find that what reflected in the eyes of the stern regent was a kind of satisfaction and glory, but now he is worried about his life, annoyed by love, and quickly Send people away.

As soon as Chong Yan left, Bei Yu leaned on the table with one hand, drinking cold tea in a somewhat decadent manner.

Too tense, too tense to face the main character.

He pretended to be so calm that he had no idea what he was thinking.

The frightened Beiyu decided to take a sip of cold tea to calm down the shock. Just as he put it in his mouth, he heard the palace servant report: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister is here."

"Hmm!" Bei Yu almost spit out a sip of cold tea, swallowed hard, turned around and said in surprise, "Prime Minister!"

Seeing the prime minister stepping into the palace gate like a banished immortal, he was still wearing the same blue shirt as in the morning, but his expression was a little terribly calm.

Bei Yu's elbows supporting the table were a little weak.

Fu Yue came in and saw Bei Yu straight to the point, "Is it true?" He asked solemnly.

"What..." Bei Yu was about to cry from fright.

Fu Yue raised the letter paper in her hand, "You told me in the letter that you have this..." He couldn't remember the awkward words, so he glanced back at the letter paper and asked, "Intimacy disorder?"

The author has something to say: I touched the picture of the stick figure from the night when the fish and the regent misunderstood pia, and it was quite fun