The fifteenth moon is full, but the floating clouds strangely hide all the moonlight, and you can't see the brilliance of half the moon when you look up at the sky. If it weren't for the array of palace lamps emitting orange light and red light, intertwined with a piece of brilliance, I am afraid that heaven and earth would have fallen into ink-like and death-like darkness.

Yu Kun waved his hand and retreated from the palace e's holding the lamp on both sides, and walked all the way into the king's palace along the deep path.

At a curtain facing the inner room, he paused and sighed.

I know I can't hide from it...... For several days in a row, he has been using frequent cases and busy official business as an excuse to shirk the "going to Wushan Yunyu together" with Rou Dai every night. But Rou Dai is the king of Eastern Liao, Rou Dai is the king and he is a minister, and it is by no means a long-term solution to hide all the time, so it is better to face it calmly.

But this is to be taken lightly...... How should he explain it? How can he explain that he disobeyed the king's will that day, let go of the illusion, and entered the palace with the illusion; and even more, in the daytime court, he was in the court of the day, with those ministers who were in opposition to the king, asking the king to meet with him as soon as possible and canonize the second princess of Da Chu who had come from marriage as the queen?

He knew that he had broken the king's heart. But when asked why this happened, he couldn't explain it. Because even he didn't know why!

"Why don't you come in?" Rou Dai's faint voice suddenly came from the inner room with a few scattered candle shadows. I can't hear anything unusual, I can't guess the mood, and I can't tell the joy or sorrow.

Yukun was shocked, and he woke up and opened the curtain and stepped in.

Rou Dai had already bathed and rested, wearing a milky white loose nightgown, leaning on the mandarin duck couch with one hand, squinting her eyes and looking at him lazily.

The attendants in the inner sanctum had long since been dismissed, and most of the candles had been extinguished, leaving only a few lamps for light. I think these few scattered lamps were specially reserved for Yu Kun, in case he couldn't see the road clearly when he came in from outside, and there would be a stumble, or a collision.

Yu Kun's heart warmed up, and he took a few steps closer as usual, extinguished all the candle flames, and walked to the couch.

The dark tide hit, Rou Dai lazily let go of the bed, Yukun withdrew his boots and lay on his side, raised his arm and gently hugged Wang in his arms: "Your Majesty, the minister is here......" He paused, "The weather is getting hotter, and Ming'er should ask someone to fetch some ice cubes to calm down, so as not to feel uncomfortable." Thinking about it.

Through the clear light of the night that sifted into the house, the two could just see the expressions on each other's faces: "Okay, listen to you." Rou Dai's eyes were gentle, and she leaned her head against Yu Kun's side cheek to answer him, "Why, you don't need to be busy all night today?"

Yukun is a spirit.

He understands Rou Dai, and he knows that Rou Dai's gentleness and softness will only be revealed in front of him, and if he is to others, he has always been the nightmarish ruthless king who says nothing and is cruel and bloodthirsty. Therefore, he never knew whether Rou Dai's so-called love for him was sincere, or whether it was as simple and clean as playing with a doll he liked, and that he could tear the doll apart at any time, destroy it, and then abandon it in the wilderness, and then set it on fire......

Sometimes he was ashamed of his thoughts, how could his Rou Dai do this to him, but in a moment he choked the thought in his heart, for no matter how much of what was true or false, it was none of his concern.

As a subordinate, he has no right to think about these things at all, because he is not worthy of other true feelings and false friendships except obedience.

Just do his job well, this is his consistent integrity, and it is also his necessary task. This duty is not only limited to protecting the king's safety, but also serving the king...... Also, love the king.

Driven by this thought, he never even thought about what kind of feelings he had for Rou Dai. If you break away from the identity of the governor of the Praetorian Guard, will that feeling still exist?

But there is no need to think in vain, because he will never be able to get rid of this identity for the rest of his life...... Unless it is white bones, it will never be. And when it really comes to the day when the loess and white bones come, I can't think about it.

Seeing that Yukun didn't speak, Rou Dai didn't urge. Slightly moved his head away for half a minute, slowly rested on his chest, and leaned back to look at him with a smile. The smile was seductive, and it seemed to have a bloodthirsty edge, and such a deep and irresistible majesty of the king......

"Minister......" so much so that Yukun didn't dare to look at Rou Dai's eyes, so he staggered his gaze in a panic and pursed his lips.

The sound of small footsteps outside the hall rang out, and it was Gong E, who was on duty at night, walking around with the palace lantern to check. The night was quiet, and there was not even a sound of insects or a hint of wind. The more this is the case, the more it makes people feel like a drum.

"Minister, come to accompany Your Majesty tonight. After a while, Yukun's throat moved, and he held back a sentence.

Rou Dai laughed "sneering" in this gap, and then turned away from Yukun, and lay back on the empty seat in the soft couch: "Okay, very good!" The end of the note raised, and she simply laughed.

Naturally, I know what the meaning of Wang's sentence "very good" contains. Yu Kun only felt that every nerve in Zhou's body became stiff and paralyzed, and the overwhelming panic returned to his body: "Your Majesty." "He's in a mess.

Yes, Rou Dai has always had such a natural deterrent. However, Yukun is not afraid of Rou Dai at all times, and now he has such a violent reaction, is it because he has lost his heart: "Princess...... No, the queen is forcing her life. ”

"Isn't it right for you to force your life!" Wang Zheng interrupted him suddenly, his fierce tone mixed with a fierce anger. After a short pause, the follow-up turned into vague pampering and sarcastic entertainment, "My Yu Dadu Governor ......" suddenly softened the tone, which seemed to contain Yu Kun's rebellion. Wang leaned down again and leaned close to Yu Kun's ear, and lowered his tone to speak with a faint but gritted teeth, "Don't forget that you are not going to take her into the palace, but to ask for her life......"

If a breeze trickles slowly into the ear, with the coldest and harshest chill in the cold winter wax moon, it falls into the bottom of the heart in a roundabout, and then into every trace of bone and blood. Yukun shuddered.