In the depths of spring, the sky is getting brighter and earlier, but the subtle morning light is revealed in the early hour, shrouded in the golden tiles of the imperial city, reflecting the most noble luster.

Outside the Changming Palace, the servants who served His Majesty stood in a row, holding all kinds of washing tools in their hands, waiting for the people inside to page.

An exclamation frightened the people outside the hall for a moment, and the leader paused, and whispered to a little palace maid who leaned over, "Go and see where Gonggong Wei is, if she is free, please come over quickly." ”

Watching the little palace maid hurriedly run away, the leading big palace maid opened the door with a group of people and went in, the footsteps were not so quiet as if they didn't exist, they all looked down at their feet seriously, and they didn't even turn around.

The two stepped forward and opened the outermost layer of curtains, and the leading palace maid knelt in front of the step and asked, "Is Your Majesty going to get up?" ”

The person inside replied lightly.

The well-trained palace maids immediately performed their duties, opened the toiletries one by one, and several stepped forward to open the last layer of curtains, waiting for His Majesty to put on the dragon boots, and carefully put things in the place where His Majesty would not get in the way.

Ming Jinghan took a warm towel to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, frowned and spoke, "Where is Wei Xian?" I've been in the celebrant since yesterday and haven't come back? ”

His expression was obviously worse because of what he thought, and when he threw the towel back into the basin, he splashed a lot of water, and the palace maid holding the basin fell to her knees with weak legs, her forehead pressed to the ground, and she trembled so much that she could no longer say a word.

Hulaladi, a group of people knelt on the ground, and the leading palace maid didn't dare not answer His Majesty's question, so she could only force her composure and say what Her Majesty wanted to hear, "Gonggong Wei's itinerary slave maid didn't dare to listen, but I heard that he was still in the celebrant an hour ago, and specially sent a little eunuch to order him to serve His Majesty." ”

Ming Jinghan snorted, the sixteen-year-old boy, the original dazzling facial features gradually opened, more and more soul-grabbing, with the imperial ritual accumulated from the young ascending to the throne, people did not dare to look at it directly, "He is getting busier and busier," he wiped his hands with the towel newly presented by the palace maid, "Send someone to tell her, just say that I had a nightmare last night, and ask her if she wants to come back and see." ”

The palace maid bowed down.

After receiving His Majesty's orders, the errand runner quickly came back before His Majesty's breakfast, "The person on the celebrant side said that Gonggong Wei would not return to the room until three o'clock, and I was afraid that he was asleep at this time, so let the servant come and ask His Majesty what he meant, do you want to wake up Gonggong Wei?" ”

It's no wonder that they are so cautious that they have to run to ask more about this kind of thing, but when His Majesty summoned Grandpa Wei before, he woke up Grandpa Wei directly when he was looking for someone, and as a result, that time Grandpa Wei rose up and pulled Grandpa Wei to ride a horse, and Grandpa Wei almost fell straight down from the horse, and when Majesty came back, he severely punished the person who woke up Grandpa Wei, and almost tossed his life.

After that, when there was another such thing, they asked the reason and came back to reply, preferring to make an extra trip to save their lives.

Sure enough, His Majesty frowned and waved his hand, "Let her sleep when she sleeps, let the people who are waiting be careful, don't disturb her." ”

Ming Jinghan went to court in a calm mood, half because of the nightmare that appeared again, and half because of the people who have become more and more busy recently, and they haven't even seen people in person.

As a result, the group of ministers talked to him with a handful of snot and tears in the court, and the words were nothing more than the palm print of the celebrant eunuch and the abuse of power to persecute Zhongliang by relying on His Majesty's favor, and hoped that His Majesty would be able to bring that power to justice as soon as possible.

The more he listened, the more impatient he became, not to mention that they were hindering the power of the celebrant and the methods of the virtuous, and did not dare to directly accuse the virtuous, as far as the murders they raised against the virtuous, none of them could directly point at the virtuous, but they were still arguing and shouting here, really thinking that they could prove their iron-clad loyalty by grabbing a person.

Those who are really proud are long dead.

"Your Majesty," it was his twelfth imperial uncle who spoke, and he usually liked to rely on his own generation to dictate his affairs, "This time the victim is not someone else, not to mention the others, it is Li Qiannian Lord Li, when he left Huzhou, the local people were sent to each other with tears, but Lord Li didn't have time to go to Kyoto to complain, he was intercepted and killed halfway, and the corpse did not exist, Your Majesty." ”

"There is also Scholar Cui who was pushed out of the noon gate before and beheaded, and Lord Huang Xin Huang who committed suicide in prison, these are all pillars of the country, Your Majesty xià ......"

Blocked by the chatter of a group of people, Ming Jinghan simply threw a sentence, "Your lords have so many grievances to sue, why don't you say it before those adults are convicted, just wait for people to die, and when Wei Xian is not there, come to my ear to gossip?" ”

The ministers looked at each other.

Ming Jinghan simply signaled to the next court, and the honor guards were all about to march to the Changming Palace, but he suddenly changed his mind, stopped the dragon chariot, waved off the palace people who wanted to follow him, and walked alone towards the small courtyard where he lived alone.

Although he didn't believe that those people were killed by Xianxian, so many people who could be used died one after another, and he always had to look down.

Find out and plug the mouths of the group of gossip-only old antiques, so that they have nothing to do every day, and they will only suspect Xianxian there.

Ming Jinghan, who had made up her mind, walked quickly, even if she noticed that there was not even a person around her when she entered the courtyard gate, she didn't care much, anyway, Xianxian usually didn't like others to serve her, and even the most trusted subordinates were asked by her to keep their distance, and it was not surprising that there was no one in the courtyard.

He stood by the door and thought that Hyun Hyun might still be sleeping, so he subconsciously relaxed the action of pushing the door.

And then......

The sixteen-year-old boy saw the back of the shadow that was becoming more and more pale in the dimly lit room, and in an instant lost all speech function.

Jing Hao came back from the news of the celebrant and rubbed his aching temples to go to bed and wanted to get some sleep and rest, but it was obvious that under the extreme exhaustion of the body, sleeping was obviously not an easy option to accept.

It was so tired that it forgot how to sleep.

After lying on the bed with his eyes closed for half an hour and still not falling asleep, Jing Hao simply got up and asked someone to prepare hot water in the room, ready to take a shower and eat something first, and then think about how to get back the sleep he missed.

After soaking in the hot water for a quarter of an hour, she was about to get up and get dressed, when she suddenly felt an overly heated gaze behind her, staring straight at her back, and passing her lower body all the way down.

There are not many problems with using her daughter as a eunuch, the salient features of some women have long been successfully evolved into an airfield under her deliberate restraints, but for the sake of caution, it is impossible to leave anyone in the courtyard when she bathes, so, who will appear here?

Before she had time to think about it, she took the clothes on one side with one hand and smashed the wooden spoon by the bathtub with the other, tied her clothes in the gap, and rubbed the face of the person who took it.

But when he saw that the person was coming, he immediately let go.

"Majesty?" She glanced at the wooden spoon that fell at the boy's feet, and then at the red envelope that slowly bulged out on the boy's forehead, "Why did you come here suddenly?" Why wasn't anyone informed before I came? ”

Her hand intuitively clenched the slightly wide undershirt, and inexplicable fear gradually climbed up her back, forcing her to straighten her back unconsciously, "The slave is not dressed now, please avoid it, and allow the slave to clean up a little." ”

Ming Jinghan was still churning in his mind about the picture he had just seen, a few traces of blush appeared on his fair face, and it took a lot of effort to hear her words clearly, but he inexplicably rejected her words, and his footsteps moved and stood firmly in place.

"It's okay, you can change your clothes again, I'll watch right here." After taking a step of attention, he slipped out of his mouth, and seeing Xianxian's rather surprised face, Ming Jinghan realized what he had just said, and immediately thought about remedy, and put on the posture of the king of a country.

"I was in the court just now, and several ministers secretly said that you killed Li Qiannian, and I came over to ask if it was true."

Jing Hao carefully observed his expression, and felt that the wet hair behind him was sticking directly to the skin, and the water at the end was still flowing down the skin, making it more and more uncomfortable, "This matter, the slave is also preparing to explain to His Majesty, and please move outside to wait for a while, and the slave will clean up and talk to His Majesty." ”

Speaking of this, Ming Jinghan could only nod and agree, went out of the door, and when he turned around and wanted to close the door, he happened to see Jing Hao's wet hair pulled out from under the white underwear, and the wet underwear was firmly attached to the skin, and even the tempting deep arc at the back did not let go, all the scenery ended perfectly in the thin waist, soft like a fragile willow.

Snow-white skin and long black hair are mixed with an extreme temptation.

Ming Jinghan reluctantly closed the door, turned around and spread out his palms to look, stared at it for a while, and then half-held it and compared, and made a similar range against the air.

Xianxian's waist is so thin, compared to his big palm.

After sighing for a while, he slowly moved his palm to his left chest, covering the place where the "bang" was beating, it was indeed jumping faster than usual, and he felt like he was about to jump for several times just now, and even his breath was unconsciously held.

A thought took over his mind almost instantly, followed by a sense of absurdity that even he himself almost laughed at the thought.

It's impossible, he can be a father to Xianxian, or even a mother, but he must not be ...... People who can love each other.

He couldn't have thought like that.

Xianxian is a man, a man without roots, although he has never discriminated against her because of this, but this is destined that they will not have such feelings.

Ming Jinghan stood in the courtyard and took a few deep breaths, trying to clear the remaining images in his mind, while still trying to convince himself.

It must be that he is too dependent on Hyun-hyun, it must be.

It must be that.