An Wanqing hid in the closet, her heart pounding.

How could His Majesty be in Baohua Temple?

No wonder Yan Qingyu came to Baohua Temple, it turned out to be to accompany Emperor Jing'an.

Seeing that An Wan had hidden it well, Yan Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had thought of something, and hurriedly cleaned up the chessboard on the table.

"Qingyu, I'm here to see you." Emperor Jing'an had already come to the door of the guest room.

“…… Slightly...... Hold on...... Wait a minute......" Yan Qingyu responded in a panic, the whole person became nervous, cleaned up the chess game randomly, looked around, and moved the chessboard to the bed without saying a word, unfolding the quilt to cover it.

Emperor Jing'an stood outside the door for a while, and turned his head to look at Wang Zhan, "Didn't you say that this kid has already fallen asleep?" Why is there a light in the house? ”

"When the old slave came, the light was also on, and the little overseer said that he was lying down, and the old slave ......," Wang Zhan said nervously.

Emperor Jing'an didn't think much about it, and looked at the door, "Qingyu? ”

"This is ......," Yan Qingyu hurriedly walked towards the door of the room.

Who knows, without waiting for Yan Qingyu to open the door, as soon as Emperor Jing'an's hand touched the door, the door opened by itself, startling both parties.

Yan Qingyu was dumbfounded, and secretly screamed in his heart, it's so dangerous, we didn't close the door carelessly, if Emperor Jing'an pushed the door in silently, I'm afraid it would be......

Emperor Jing'an glanced at Wang Zhan, looked at Yan Qingyu strangely, and asked, "Didn't Qingyu lie down?" How do you sleep without closing the door? ”

Yan Qingyu's heart became panicked again, and hurriedly said: "I did lie down, and then I got dressed and went to the toilet, and I just returned to the room, and I was about to close the door and turn off the lights." ”

Emperor Jing An looked at him in a neat black brocade robe and questioned, "Go out to the toilet and wear it so neatly?" ”

"That...... That minister has a habit of cleanliness, even if he goes out less than half a cup of tea, he must be dressed neatly. Yan Qingyu hurriedly said.

"What are you doing blocking the door?" Emperor Jing'an glared at him.

Yan Qingyu reacted and hurriedly stepped aside, "Your Majesty, please come in." ”

Emperor Jing'an walked into the guest room with his hands behind his back, and Wang Zhan followed behind him and looked around.

Who was this little overseer hugging on the gazebo just now? The old slave left in a panic, and he didn't see the girl's face clearly for a while, looking at the appearance of the little overseer, isn't this girl also in this room?

An Wanqing hid in the closet, so frightened that she didn't even dare to come out, she grabbed the clothes on her body, held her breath and pricked up her ears, and her heart was pounding.

Emperor Jing'an walked to the soft couch and sat down, looked at the quilt spread out on the bed in the middle of the room, felt a little strange in his heart, and looked up at Yan Qingyu, "Since you are lying down, why is Qingyu's hair not half messy?" ”

Yan Qingyu's pupils dilated, rolled his eyes, and hurriedly said, "When the minister went out to go to the toilet, he re-combed it. ”

Emperor Jing'an looked at Yan Qingyu intently, as if he wanted to see through his whole person.

Maybe it was because of the weakness of the thief's heart, Yan Qingyu instinctively didn't dare to look at Emperor Jing'an, his eyes were a little evasive, and he hurriedly said: "I don't know why Your Majesty suddenly came to find a minister?" ”

Emperor Jing'an took a deep breath and asked seriously, "In Lin Nuange just now, did I hurt you?" ”

Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister is fine." ”

"Wang Zhan came here just now, what did you say to him?" Emperor Jing'an looked at Yan Qingyu, and always felt that he was a little strange tonight, so he said deliberately.

Wang Zhan on the side became nervous.

Your Majesty, this is too ......

Yan Qingyu's pupils dilated, and she raised her head to look at Emperor Jing'an, obviously she didn't expect Wang Zhan to come.

Even An Wanqing, who was hiding in the closet, was sweating for Yan Qingyu at this moment.

"Your Majesty......" Wang Zhan was just about to speak, but Emperor Jing'an turned his head to glare at him and motioned him to shut up.

Yan Qingyu looked at Wang Zhan, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.

Has Mr. Wang been here?

Is it true or false?

If it's true, then will he bump into me and the fifth princess in the gazebo?

If so, how do I answer?

"What do you want to ask you, what are you looking at Wang Zhan for?" Emperor Jing'an glared at him, and at this moment, he felt more and more that Yan Qingyu had something to hide from him.

Seeing Wang Zhan giving him a look, Yan Qingyu hurriedly said: "Back to Your Majesty, Manager Wang has been here, and the minister told Manager Wang that it was okay, and Manager Wang left." ”

Wang Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't stand, come and sit down." Jing'an Emperor Road.

"Yes." Yan Qingyu stubbornly walked to the soft couch and sat down.

Emperor Jing An looked down and saw a few chess pieces left on the soft couch easily, and frowned.

Yan Qingyu also saw the chess pieces that had been left behind, and her whole body tensed.

Oops, I packed up the chessboard in a panic just now, and accidentally left a few chess pieces on the soft couch......

Emperor Jing'an raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Qingyu, his eyes fixed on the bed quilt that was unfolded in the room, stood up, and slowly walked towards the room with his hands behind his back.

Yan Qingyu was startled, and hurriedly stood up and followed, "Your Majesty, the inside is a place to sleep, there is nothing to see, or you go and sit on the soft couch, and the minister will accompany you to talk." ”

Emperor Jing'an stopped and turned his head to look at him, "Talk to me?" ”

Yan Qingyu nodded hurriedly, a trace of cold sweat broke out in her palms.

Emperor Jing'an laughed for a while, "When did the sun come out of the west?" ”

Yan Qingyu's pupils dilated.

Emperor Jing'an continued to take a step forward, and when he was about to walk to the bed, Yan Qingyu's whole heart was lifted, and he was about to open his mouth to stop it, but he saw Emperor Jing'an reach out and take off the feather duster hanging on the bed frame.

Yan Qingyu was stunned.

Emperor Jing An turned to look at him and asked nonchalantly, "Should a lying child be beaten?" ”

"What?" Yan Qing's jade pestle was in place, and he didn't react for a while.

"I ask you, were you sleeping just now?" Emperor Jing An approached him, looked directly into his eyes, and asked in a cold voice.

“…… It's ......" Yan Qingyu lowered her head and said stiffly.

As soon as the words fell, he was slapped three feather dusters behind him.

"Re-answer." Emperor Jing'an said sharply.

Yan Qingyu gasped and secretly complained in her heart.

If there is no one else in the hall, it will be fine, the key is that there is still a person hidden in the closet, Lord Yan, who has always loved face, really wants to find a crack in the ground at this moment.

Seeing that he was silent, Emperor Jing'an gave him two more strokes, and in the silent night, the sound of a few feather dusters hitting him behind him was particularly harsh, and Yan Qingyu's face turned red.

"I'm asking you."

"The minister has ...... It's not a kid anymore....... Yan Qingyu said embarrassedly.

Emperor Jing'an snorted lightly, glared at him, and asked rhetorically: "Before the weak crown ceremony, in my eyes, it is a child." How should this child be punished for his mistakes? ”

Yan Qingyu's whole person was about to go crazy, her fists were clenched, she bit her lip and lowered her head silently.

At this moment, he really looks like a child who has been taught by his father, who wants to resist, but can't.

Perhaps in Yan Qingyu's heart, there is still a trace of awe for Emperor Jing'an, this fear is not out of a subject's fear of the king of a country, but a son's fear of his father.

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