At the beginning of the heavy rain, the soft sunlight poured on Zhu Youzhen's pale face, spring is the season of vulnerability, and he has not had a day off since June last year, and there has not been a day of exhaustion and hard thinking in recent days.

Being an emperor in troubled times has never been an easy task, and its workload is not just no day or night, but as long as it is not sleepy, there is a steady stream of things.

If it weren't for this sudden illness of wind and cold, Zhu Youzhen would not be able to lie on the couch when the morning bell rang several times like now.

A moment of leisure was a crime for him as an emperor.

Zhu Youzhen realized that although he worked hard to enhance his physique, the physiology of the human body had a limit to bear after all, and if he was not given time to recuperate, he would only be damaged faster.

Fortunately, this year's basic major events have almost been decided, and the next showdown with the Qing army naturally does not require him, the emperor, to personally lead the troops to fight and fight the enemy, so he can have more time to rest.

There was a faint sound of sobbing outside the screen window, and Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but shout: "Who is it?" ”

Chen Yuanyuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and walked in in a moon-white pleated skirt: "The slave maid has disturbed Your Majesty." ”

"It's okay, why are you hiding outside and crying, could it be that you miss Wu Sangui?"

Zhu Youzhen asked.

He knew that Chen Yuanyuan was one of Qin Huai's eight yans, and he also admitted that she was extremely beautiful, but Zhu Youzhen was not a merry emperor who wanted to collect all the beauties in the world, and the current situation could not let him take out more spring flowers and autumn moon time to experience the joy of men and women.

Zhu Youzhen asked Chen Yuanyuan to stay by his side to serve, but it was just to warn Wu Sangui when he moved south.

But Zhu Youzhen didn't expect that this stay would let Chen Yuanyuan stay in his Qianqing Palace for nearly a year, and he would become the woman who spent the most time with him.

Zhu Youzhen does like Chen Yuanyuan very much, not only because of his instinctive desire for this graceful figure comparable to a flower, but also because of the dependence accumulated during the day and night.

At least, Zhu Youzhen is used to Chen Yuanyuan's existence, used to her untying her clothes, and used to her dozing off while she is dealing with her own negligence.

Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly knelt down, she didn't know why His Majesty wanted to mention Wu Sangui, Wu Sangui was just one of her former masters to her.

As for feelings, of course, they are just things that literati and artists like to play, as Chen Yuanyuan herself feels more that she is just an object for people to please, she has no qualifications to choose a master, and has even forgotten herself.

And following Emperor Zhu Youzhen made her feel different from the past, here, she no longer has to be pleasant with her voice and color, and she doesn't have to be full of resentment, because there are many things waiting for her to do every day.

Since being in charge of Zhu Youzhen's daily life, Chen Yuanyuan has a profession that he really likes, serving the emperor is more like a career with a sense of existence for her, she can not care about how to please others, she can not think that she can no longer be a good girl, there is no benefit, at least now she can do something for the world, so that the ruler of this world can better manage his imperial power.

What's more, by Zhu Youzhen's side, she can also get the respect of the dignitaries who turned a blind eye to her in the past, whether it is Shi Kefa or Gao Hongtu, etc., they no longer regard her as an ordinary voice at this time.

Now that Zhu Youzhen suddenly mentioned Wu Sangui, Chen Yuanyuan felt the danger of being sent or given death, and she had been in the center for a long time, and she also knew that the imperial court was about to face off with the Qing court in the north, and she also knew that the war between the north and the south had always been mostly about the north unifying the south, so Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but worry that Zhu Youzhen would now ask because he was worried that if the court was defeated and he would return to Wu Sangui's hands.

"Your Majesty! The slave begs Your Majesty not to let the slave leave Your Majesty! ”

After Chen Yuanyuan finished speaking, tears rained down, and he kowtowed to Zhu Youzhen desperately, as if he was begging for something from Zhu Youzhen, and it was indeed begging, because Zhu Youzhen could bring her dignity that she could not usually have, this dignity not only came from the courtiers and harem concubines in the outside world, but also from the respect for herself in her heart.

"The slave and maid have been inseparable from Your Majesty for a while, when it is cold, the slave and maid are afraid that Your Majesty is cold, when it is hot, the slave and maid are afraid that Your Majesty is hot, when the sun sets, the slave and the maid are afraid that Your Majesty is hungry, when the sun rises, the slave and the maid are afraid that Your Majesty is thirsty, when Your Majesty goes to the morning court, the slave and the maid are afraid that Your Majesty will quarrel with the courtiers again, when Your Majesty returns to the court, the slave and the maid are afraid that Your Majesty will stay up all night, and when Your Majesty deals with the music all night, the slave and maid are afraid that Your Majesty is tired!"

Chen Yuanyuan cried, Zhu Youzhen's sudden fainting yesterday gave her a great impact, she suddenly realized that if Zhu Youzhen did not exist, she would no longer have the meaning of existence, as the so-called skin does not have hair will be attached, Chen Yuanyuan does not know when he has associated the meaning of his life with Zhu Youzhen.

Zhu Youzhen looked at her pitiful appearance, and didn't know what to say for a while, all he thought about was when he could possess her and press her under him, experiencing the pleasure of conquering Qinhuai's famous prostitutes, but Chen Yuanyuan was thinking about whether he could stay by his side for a while longer and be more stable.

Zhu Youzhen felt that he was not so great, what was the safety of China, the life and death of Jiangshan Sheji, and the lives of thousands of Han people, it was just his words to convince himself and persuade others, his truest nature was still just to live, and to live better, but sometimes there were too many lies to tell, and he would believe it, and he would believe that he was really great, and even the people around him began to believe in himself, and he was proud of it.

"Get up, I didn't say I wanted you to leave me, why are you crying, but as soon as I see you, I will think of Wu Sangui is a fact, I am tired like this now, and he also has a credit!"

Zhu Youzhen closed his eyes slightly as he spoke: "Let's talk about it, what were you crying just now?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that when I see that Your Majesty is tired and sick, the slave maid is panicked, and I always feel more comfortable crying", Chen Yuanyuan instinctively pouted as he spoke, and his eyes opened wide with affection, naturally showing a period of charm, which made Zhu Youzhen can't help but rise an evil fire.

Zhu Youzhen couldn't help asking: "Do you like me?" ”

Chen Yuanyuan's face turned red, and he hurriedly knelt down again: "The slave doesn't dare!" ”

"What's not to dare to do, if you like it, if you don't like it, if you don't like it, if you like me, I'm very happy, I won't do anything to you", Zhu Youzhen said and looked at Chen Yuanyuan again: "Do you like me?" ”