Han Yue pursed her lips and chuckled: "Lu Gongzi didn't care about his own safety, and he desperately saved His Majesty, and His Majesty naturally wanted to take care of Lu Gongzi." ”

Hanyue was smart not to say that she had chosen it herself.

Lu Jue was silent for a moment: "Hanyue girl, Your Majesty takes such care of the slave, the slave is grateful, saving Your Majesty is what a slave should do, this is nothing, the slave is just the son of a criminal minister, where dare to accept His Majesty's gift." ”

"This gift, please send it back to Miss Hanyue." Lu Jue resolutely refused to accept it, and handed the gift to Han Yue again.

Han Yue saluted Lu Jue: "Lu Gongzi, don't be in a hurry to excuse yourself, please ask Lu Gongzi if you have something." ”

Lu Jue hesitated and said: "Miss Cold Moon has something that Lu wants to help, if Lu can help Miss Cold Moon, Lu will definitely do his best." ”

Han Yue saluted again: "The slave begs Lu Gongzi to protect Your Majesty." ”

Lu Jue smiled: "Miss Hanyue, I'm just a minion, and these things are handled by the forbidden army." ”

Han Yue bit her lip: "Young Master Lu, in the morning, His Majesty and the slave maid saw Young Master Lu practicing martial arts in the Imperial Garden. ”

Without waiting for Lu Jue to speak, Han Yue continued: "Your Majesty's expression was not very good at the time, it seems that he was blaming Lu Gongzi for not taking care of his body, and after returning to the palace, he asked the slave maid to prepare these for Lu Gongzi, Lu Gongzi must have understood His Majesty's thoughts." ”

Cold Moon used a declarative sentence.

Lu Jue didn't say anything more, he accepted the gift that Han Yue brought, and walked back after putting the things away properly: "The slave wants to go to see Your Majesty." ”

Han Yue smiled: "That's good, Master Lu, please come with the slave." ”

Han Yue led Lu Jue to the entrance of the hall, went in to report, and came out not long after: "Your Majesty let Lu Gongzi in." ”

Lu Jue walked into the main hall and saluted Feng Yewu, Feng Yewu waved his hand and put down the recital that was being reviewed.

Feng Yewu said directly: "I want you to teach me martial arts. ”

Lu Jue frowned slightly: "Your Majesty has a lot of opportunities, how can you dance knives and guns all day long?" The minister will protect His Majesty. ”

Feng Yewu looked at Lu Jue, who bowed his head in front of him, and did not make a sound, then got up and dragged his robe and walked down the hall beautifully, and came to Lu Jue's side.

Lu Jue felt that Feng Yewu was coming, and suddenly knelt on the ground, spread his hands in front of the ground, thinking that his refusal had made Feng Yewu angry, and hurriedly explained in a nervous tone:

"The sword has no eyes, Your Majesty's dragon body destiny, if you are accidentally injured, the slave will not dare to be."

"You don't have to panic."

Feng Yewu's voice was flat, and he just looked down at the cold moon standing beside him. Han Yue bowed and hurriedly handed a stack of thick materials from Feng Yewu's desk to Feng Yewu.

"Just look at it."

Feng Yewu threw the information between Lu Jue's hands, and then turned around and walked to the hanging wood on the side, feeling that outside the main hall, a faint aromatic roll wrapped in a breeze hit, swept through the main entrance of the main hall, and inadvertently disrupted a few traces of Lu Jue's sideburns who were getting up and looking up.

"It's ......"

Lu Jue was puzzled at first, not knowing what Feng Yewu meant, raised his eyes and looked at Qianying on the side as if asking, and then lowered his head.

Feng Yewu didn't answer him, and Lu Jue didn't ask any more questions, the roll of paper in his hand was already full of answers.

Lu Jue looked at it seriously, and the more he looked, the more shocked he was in his heart. In the quiet air, the breeze bounced off a few peach blossoms and petals placed in the corner of the main hall.

Han Yue had quietly retreated at some point, and there were only Feng Yewu and Lu Jue on the hall at this time.

"You...... Optimistic? ”

I don't know how long it took, Feng Yewu seemed to feel a little cool, and the silent air was filled with the crisp sound of Lu Jue flipping through the paper.

"Your Majesty, slave to understand the holy will."

Lu Jue quietly put the material on the ground, the content of it made him confused, and at this moment he understood everything that the woman in front of him had to face.

Lu Jue, who knew that he couldn't refuse, made up his mind in his heart, and he also understood that what he would face in the future was probably unpredictable.

"Don't you feel a little willful?"

Feng Yewu heard Lu Jue's answer and nodded with satisfaction, but there seemed to be some confusion in his eyes.

Outside the main hall, the cold moon has been waiting for a long time. Probably guessing that the conversation between the two was coming to an end, he took out the long shirt that had already been ironed and walked in.

"Your Majesty, the wind is a little cold outside, please put on some."

Lu Jue wanted to say something, but when he saw Han Yue coming in, he bent down and continued to kowtow.

"Get up, from now on you will stay with Lone, so that it is convenient to teach."

Feng Yewu put on a light cyan veil under the service of Han Yue, and after waving her sleeves, she had already walked to the door of the main hall.

A faint burst of sandalwood, as Feng Yewu left, actually swept Lu Jue's cheeks playfully, and this smell was better than all the aromas Lu Jue had smelled.

"Master Lu, Your Majesty just said, why did you forget? Don't hurry up yet. ”

Just as Lu Jue was indulging in a wisp of sandalwood, next to the door of the main hall behind him, Han Yue, who had left at some point, ran back again, very playfully clinging to the door frame, tilting his head and smiling.

"Ah, here comes the slave."