"Yue'er, what's the matter with coming here so late?"

"Niangniang, Grandpa Cui has something to pass on to you"

"Grandpa Cui?" A question mark popped up on Yakumo's head, what is this Ouchi manager looking for me?

"yes, sis"

"What did he say?"

"Gonggong Cui said that His Majesty was in the imperial study late at night"

Yayun Zi nodded, and when she saw that Yue'er was gone, she said, "It's gone?" ”

"It's gone," Yue'er shook her head.

"Oh" Yakumo yawned, and lost interest.

"Yue'er, go back, I know" As soon as she finished speaking, she closed the door and went back to bed to get ready for sleep.

Really, what does it matter to me that he reviews the recital?

Wait a minute............

Her eyes, which were already full of sleepiness, immediately sparkled, and she suddenly sat up like a corpse.

Late at night to review the folds, it must be very tiring, right? This Grandpa Cui asked me to brush up on favorability, how could such a good thing be let go.

After thinking about it, Yakumo Zi put on his coat again, ran out of the house, and shouted, "Yue'er!! You give me back."

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By the time Yakumo had everything ready, it was already around one o'clock in the morning (PS: International Time is easy to understand), and although this was not a time in modern times, almost everyone fell asleep in ancient times.

They advocate going to bed early and waking up early, and if there is nothing to do, they usually go to bed early every night, and they have to go to bed around 8 o'clock.

Accompanied by Yue'er, he came to the outside of the imperial study.

The imperial study is now brightly lit, and the eunuch guarding the door outside saw Yakumo Zi coming, and just wanted to shout, she signaled him to shut up.

Yakumo Zi took refreshing tea and pastries and asked Yue'er to wait outside the door, while he carefully opened the door of the imperial study and quietly walked in.

Zhao Xingyu was looking down at the fold, his attention was on it, but he didn't notice that another person came in.

Father-in-law Cui was grinding ink on the side, and when he saw Yayun Zi's arrival, he was about to say goodbye, but he was also stopped by her signal like the guard eunuch.

Yakumo handed him the plate, took the grinding stone and began to grind it.

About ten minutes later, after Zhao Xingyu finished reading the recital, he picked up the pen and dipped the ink to prepare for review, but found that the hand that sharpened the ink had changed, so he looked up and saw a warm smiling face.

"Yun'er? Why are you here?"

Yayunzi smiled slightly, and said softly: "It was Gonggong Cui who told me that His Majesty was still in the imperial study to review the folds, so Yun'er was a little worried, so I came over to take a look."

Zhao Xingyu stared at Grandpa Cui who was holding a plate next to him, and the latter hurriedly lowered his head and didn't look directly.

Putting down the brush, Zhao Xingyu pretended to be angry and said: "Nonsense, it's so late, what are you doing here?" Hurry back to the Moon Cloud Palace to rest."

Yakumo Zi smiled lightly and silently, quietly grinding the ink.

Zhao Xingyu was also very helpless when he saw this, he couldn't beat and scolded, he couldn't scold and scold, how should this be good?

"Okay, good, I depend on you, but I'm afraid that you will burn down, and I still expect Yun'er to give me a few white and fat princes"

Someone's pretty face was slightly red, and he gave him a blank look.

"I don't want it"

Zhao Xingyu laughed, hugged her directly to his lap, and said with a wicked smile: "Haha, this can't help you"

"Your Majesty, Yun'er has something for you"

"What?" Zhao Xingyu looked at the pastry in Grandpa Cui's hand, could it be this?

Yakumo beckoned to Grandpa Cui, who placed the plate on the table.

The jade hand picks up the powder cake and skillfully enters the king's mouth.

"Yun'er, what kind of pastry is this? How can there be the fragrance of plum blossoms" Feeling the taste of this pastry in his mouth, a touch of surprise flashed in Zhao Xingyu's eyes.

"Your Majesty, I don't know, I just added some finely chopped plum blossoms into it, Yun'er made it herself, is it delicious?"

In fact, there are only plum blossoms in the Moon Cloud Palace.

"Hmm" Zhao Xingyu nodded with satisfaction, and ate it in one bite, it seemed that the taste was still quite good.

Before this, Yakumo Zi also tasted it himself before daring to serve it, in case it was a dark dish and the emperor was sick, no one could save her.

"Yun'er, I still want to" Zhao Xingyu turned into a child begging for snacks and looked at her with expectant eyes.

Yakumo took another piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

Among them, I don't know if Zhao Xingyu did it on purpose, so she took two fingers into her mouth together, which scared her whole body and immediately pulled it out.

"One More Piece"

Looking at the triumphant smile on this thing's face, Yakumo Zi really wanted to slap him, but the reality was cruel, and this emperor was not shaking M.

However, this time she learned to be obedient, and instead of taking the pastry, she poured a cup of refreshing tea.

"Your Majesty, don't eat dry, it's not good for your throat, come and drink tea"

"Okay" Zhao Xingyu took a sip of tea, not to mention that he was completely comfortable.

"Your Majesty, can you put a stack on the side?"

Zhao Xingyu was stunned when he heard this, he was not a fool, he immediately heard the meaning of this sentence, hesitated for a moment, and still stacked it to the side.

Yakumo sat down, picked up the brush on the table, and handed it to him with a smile.

"Your Majesty, state affairs are important, Yun'er will accompany you this night"

Sitting on a dragon chair with the emperor?

Gonggong Cui was so frightened that his heart was pounding, and he was deeply afraid that His Majesty would be angry and cure the sin of Emperor Yun, but he still underestimated the power of love.

Zhao Xingyu took the brush, because of Yayun Zi's intervention, he couldn't read the folds on the table, so he could only hold the brush in one hand and the folds in the other.

But instead of a little anger in his heart, he was more relieved.

If a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Seeing that this product shifted his attention to the fold again, Yakumo Zi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't move his hands and feet, he could say anything.

An hour has passed, and Zhao Xingyu has already reviewed several folds.

Yakumo was also quietly grinding ink, sometimes handing a piece of pastry and a cup of refreshing tea.

Suddenly, Zhao Xingyu closed the fold and slammed it on the table, his face full of anger.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

"Floods in the southwest are raging, leaving 500,000 people homeless and more than 100,000 dead and injured"

Yakumo Zi exclaimed, "So serious? ”

"What's even more odious is that the Imperial History of the Southwest did not open the warehouse to release grain in the name of me, which caused the people in the southwest to be angry and cursed me"

"Oh?" Yakumo's gaze instantly sharpened.

Don't think about it, this masterpiece must be the credit of Zhao Feiyu.

"Your Majesty, Yun'er thinks ............"

The corners of Zhao Xingyu's mouth raised slightly: "You can also see it?" ”

Yakumo nodded.

"It's good that I, the emperor's brother, don't even care about the life and death of the people" Zhao Xingyu's eyes were like sharp edges, and he smiled coldly.

This is also the first time that Yakumo Purple has seen what it means to be a monarch.

"Your Majesty, is there any cloud you can help with?"

Zhao Xingyu smiled slightly, and picked up Yakumo Zi's jaw with an evil smile.

"Of course I need Yun'er's help"

"Your Majesty, please...... "She always felt panicked.

"Would it be good to give birth to a few princes for me?"

Yayun Zi's face darkened, grabbed Zhao Xingyu's right hand and bit it, and said angrily: "Your Majesty, please don't bully Yun'er"

(End of chapter)