The hot summer months are uncomfortable, and the fire in your eyes can be lit at any time. Wanjun sat alone in the room, and he kept wondering why An Ran died.

Her death still haunted him all the time, and he thought for a long time whether it was his fault that made An Ran upright and buried his life. But he just didn't want to, and he didn't want to admit that he caused her death.

In the past few days, he can always dream of An Ran dancing in the room, sometimes flying happily, sometimes slowly and calmly. But his expression was full of hatred. That was it, not only could he see her hateful face, but he could also see his eyes bleeding.

It's a dream he does every day, and it's getting more and more real. He could memorize almost all of Anra's dance steps, and he even tried to dance this dance once.

He sat on a stool, his mind full of Anra and his strange dance. He is no longer him these days, day and night are reversed, and he is in a trance all day long, but this dance does make him particularly worried.

Still feeling that something was wrong, he stood up and danced the dream dance again. With the dance in his memory, he took his own steps, and with every step he took, his brain pumped. When he jumped to the end, he sat down on the ground, as if something was holding him, and for a moment he felt as if his heart was bleeding.

"This is the song of King Lanling, she remembers this dance even if she dies!"

He closed his eyes, trying not to cry, but tears welled up in his eyes.

"Anran, it's me who can't stand you, it's me who can't stand you!"

He Du Wanjun is really a despicable and shameless lewd person, who does not hesitate to kill the people around him for his own interests. What kind of gentleman is he, what kind of man is he?

"Ha, hahahaha, Du Wanjun, Du Wanjun, you are not only cowardly, but also a hypocrite!"

He kept blaming himself and insulting himself. He hated, hated why he had promised Yique in the first place, he hated, hated why he wanted to go back halfway, and even more hated why he didn't come to save her early.

But An Ran is dead, and his hatred is so inconspicuous and so contemptible.

"Male concubine, the emperor summoned you!"

The little eunuch guarding the door leaned on the door and said.

Wanjun didn't hear the little eunuch's voice at all, and he was still crying on the ground.

"Male concubine? Male concubine? ”

The little eunuch knocked lightly on the door and called out again.

Only then did Wanjun seem to hear a voice coming from outside the door, and he endured his sadness and looked up at the door.

"What's wrong?"

He asked.

"Back to the male concubine, the emperor has summoned you!"

The little eunuch said.

"Alright, got it!"

Wanjun stood up from the ground and calmed down her mood a little.

"Wait, who did you say summoned me?"

He was afraid that he had heard it wrong, and wanted to confirm it again.

"Back to the male concubine, it's the emperor, the emperor summoned you!"

The joy in the little eunuch's voice could not be concealed, as if to tell him that there must be something good for the emperor to summon him.

"Do you know what's going on?"

He tried not to surprise himself too much, so as not to lose his temper too much in front of his subordinates.

"Back to the male concubine, I don't know the little one!"

The little eunuch replied.

"Alright, I got it!"

He was a little lost, his voice was a little joyful just now, but now it was so flat. A dog slave is a dog slave and doesn't even know what he's talking about.

"Okay, okay, got it, I'll go!"

He stood up and walked to the dresser, looked at himself in the mirror, and he couldn't help but want to laugh. He was messed up by a dead person, this doesn't look like him Du Wanjun! But what he Du Wanjun looks like, even he doesn't know himself.

He gently wiped away his tears and lightly traced his eyebrows. He put on the makeup of the crying flower again, and his lips were red again. When he saw that he was flawless overall, his self-confidence came back again.

"Du Wanjun, you are the most beautiful man in the world, it was, it is, and it will be in the future. You have to believe that the emperor still belongs to you! ”

He laughed at himself in the mirror.

He laughs, I laugh. I laughed, and he laughed. This is really the best mirror in the world, the people inside and the people outside are so harmonious and beautiful.

He stood up, pushed the door open, and basked in the soft sunlight and the fresh breeze went to find the emperor.

He didn't think about An Ran all the way, maybe this is the value of An Ran's death. She didn't die unjustly at all, but died a well-deserved death.

Flowers bloom in a thousand faces, but he only takes one side. But even if the flowers bloom in a thousand faces, he only wants to see one side, and no one can stop him.

He was not apprehensive at all, he was completely sure of meeting the emperor this time, and judging from his grasp of the matter, the emperor must have some intention for him this time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you have finally opened your mind, although you are fake and terrible, but as long as you cooperate with me, the Ming Dynasty will not be taken away by the eunuchs!"

He happily picked a flower, put it under his nose and smelled it, and the fragrance of the flower instantly drifted down his nose and into his brain. Just now, it gave him a headache and swollen eyes, but now he is immediately refreshed.

He walked outside the emperor's bedroom and was blocked by two eunuchs guarding the door.

"Two brothers, please inform the emperor, just say that Du Wanjun is here!"

Wanjun said with a smile.

"Xiao Shunzi, this is the Du Wanjun who has made countless men fall in love with it, don't say it, it's really a bit beautiful!"

Yizi looked at Wanjun jealously, and while watching, he didn't forget to be sarcastic.

"That's it, people are now male concubines, this Da Ming, let alone Da Ming, even I have never had one in Huaxia!"

Xiao Shunzi covered her mouth and laughed a few times, and looked Wanjun up and down.

"Xiao Xizi, this fox is not as good as you, I don't know how he became this male concubine?"

Xiao Shunzi glared at Wanjun, eager to pounce on him and smash his face. But he still held back, after all, he was the emperor's man.

"That's it, the two of us are naturally beautiful, but the emperor was confused by this fox charmer, otherwise, our two brothers would be male concubines!"

Xiao Xizi put his hand on his waist and looked at him with disdain.

Wanjun listened to them chatter for a long time, but she didn't see them open the door. He couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at the two of them and shouted, "Are you going to go in and report or not?" ”

"Report it, report it!"

Xiao Shunzi glanced at him.

"Look at your villain's will!"

The little mat chimed in.

But after the two of them finished speaking, Xiao Shunzi pushed open the door and walked in.

Wanjun waited anxiously at the door, and he raised his head from time to time to look inside, but no one came out.

"Male concubine, don't worry, you have your rules, I have ours. As the saying goes, there are no rules. You're here to wait! ”

Xiao Xizi didn't forget to taunt him at this time.

"These dog slaves, relying on Dongchang and Father-in-law Wei, have no one in their eyes, not even my Du Wanjun."

He just smiled coldly, and didn't dare to quarrel any more.

"What are you laughing at? Why do you think we can't see it? Don't think that if you laugh secretly, you don't know. Our family tells you that without our brothers, you would never want to see the emperor in your life! ”

Xiao Xizi glared at him, looking like he was going to eat people, as if as long as he was talking or laughing, he would immediately come down and tear him apart.

"Our family told you, tell you to settle down, don't toast, don't eat and drink!"

As soon as he raised his hand and was about to fight Wanjun, the door of the emperor's bedroom opened.

Xiao Shunzi's face was full of reluctance, looking at his appearance, it should be the emperor who allowed him to go in.

His mouth was tilted to the side, and he didn't look at him directly, but slouched his clothes and said, "Go in!" ”

As soon as Wanjun heard that she could go in, she happily walked up the steps.

As soon as he ascended the steps, he was blocked by the two of them.

"Let's talk about the ugly things in front, let's have the final say here, if you break the rules, then don't blame us for not being emotional!"

The arms of the two of them held him back, as if this level was the key to entering.

Wanjun smiled, took out two ingots of silver from his arms and handed them to the two fathers-in-law.

"It's just a little bit of a trivial, and I hope my father-in-law won't be too little!"

The two of them took the silver, looked up and looked around, and when they saw that no one was paying attention, they felt like they were in their arms.

"Male concubine, this emperor is under our family's management, so if you want to see the emperor in the future, you have to notify the two of us in advance, otherwise, this emperor is really not someone who wants to see him!"

The two of them let go of their hands and glared at him.

"Yes, I know, I'll let you know in advance!"

He said timidly.

......

"Is Wanjun here?"

A deep voice came from behind the curtain.

"Yes, Wanjun see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

He knelt on the ground and paid homage to the emperor.

But after a while, he didn't hear any sound coming out, he quietly raised his head to look, and found that the emperor was still sitting behind the curtain.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear someone sobbing, and although the sobs were not loud, they could still tell him that he was sad from the bottom of his heart.

He made a closer look, and found that the sound was coming from the dragon couch behind the curtain.

"Get up!"

He said flatly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

He stood up and waited aside.

"Wanjun, do you know how I spent this time?"

He looked at Wanjun, who was standing below, and asked.

"Your Majesty, why do you ask that?"

Wanjun asked in surprise.

"I don't know, but I just want to see you, it seems that I lost you once, and I can't tell, but this feeling is very strange, and it always lingers in my heart!"

As he spoke, his heart began to feel sad again, as if he knew about Wanjun's existence overnight.

"What's wrong with the emperor today? Doesn't it feel like you usually do? Could it be that he is sick? Yes, he must be sick! ”

Wanjun looked at the person behind the curtain strangely, feeling that he was both strange and familiar, as if he could be approached and dangerous.

"Wanjun, do you know why I summoned you?"

So saying, he stood up, lifted the curtain, and walked down from it.

"He, he, how could it be?"

Wanjun opened her mouth wide in shock, looking at the person in front of her, her heart was flustered!