Nan Jingpei went back to the palace, and Shen Yunzhen couldn't be found in the study, so he casually called a eunuch.

"Where's Zhen?"

The eunuch bowed his waist: "Back to the emperor, Miss Ah Zhen said that she was not feeling well, and she was afraid that she would be sick to the emperor, so she invited herself to the library to wipe the bookshelves." ”

"Sick again?" Nan Jingpei silently wondered in his heart.

This Shen Yun is really a young lady from a family of Chinese doctors, why doesn't she know how to take care of her body so much? How long before coming to the palace, I will get sick once every three days.

Although Nan Jingpei is complaining, in the final analysis, worry is still the main thing.

He took off the dragon crown, stuffed it in his hand to the east, and ordered, "You don't have to come with me." ”

The library was cold, as if it was a little colder than the outside. The bookshelves are lined up side by side, and the black pressure is almost opaque.

Nan Jingpei frowned, she had to drill into the library when she was sick, wasn't this looking for guilt?

Rows of bookshelves were found, and it was only in the last rows that I heard human voices. Nan Jingpei smiled slightly, it turned out that he was hiding here.

Nan Jingpei slowed down, walked behind her, and coughed heavily.

Shen Yun was really peeking at Nan Jingpei's collection of books, but she didn't expect someone to come in, and she was startled and the book fell to the ground.

"The slave and maid greet the emperor." She hurriedly knelt down.

"What are you looking at?" Nan Jingpei leaned down to pick up the book.

"It's a slave and a maidservant, please forgive the emperor."

It turned out to be a volume of "Spring and Autumn Dew", and Nanjing Pei hooked the corners of his lips: "It turns out that you like to watch this." ”

Shen Yunzhen lowered her head and said softly: "The slave is just looking at it casually." ”

"I thought that girls like to read some poems, what kind of holding the hand of the son and growing old with the son, etc." Nan Jingpei looked at her.

Shen Yunzhen didn't speak, but only blessed her body: "If the emperor has no other instructions, the slaves and maids will still work." ”

As soon as Shen Yunzhen turned around, he was grabbed by Nan Jingpei.

Although it was not the first time that Nan Jingpei had been so frivolous with her, Shen Yunzhen was still startled.

Nan Jingpei grabbed her arm and stroked her forehead. Shen Yun is really pretending to be sick, and the temperature on her forehead is naturally normal.

Nan Jingpei said indifferently: "The eunuch said that you were sick, but I don't seem to be okay with you." ”

Shen Yunzhen shrank back: "Your Majesty, the slave maid still has to work." ”

Nan Jingpei took the handkerchief from her hand and threw it aside: "You can do the work at any time, don't you want to take advantage of my good mood and get close to me?" ”

Shen Yunzhen's face was flushed, and he was feverish.

"Are you shy?" He looked at her with a smile.

"Your Majesty, the slave and maid are really going to work, and please let the emperor go to the slave and maid."

"If the king had said this to you, would you be so shy?" He asked.

Shen Yunzhen glanced at Nan Jingpei and said coldly: "King Xin would not treat a woman so lightly Meng Lang, especially a woman with a humble status. Mencius said that wealth and nobility cannot be lewd, and the emperor seems to be unsuitable for a gentleman. ”

Nan Jingpei let go of his hand and looked at Shen Yunzhen and ran away like a little rabbit running away.

Malinger. Why is she pretending to be sick?

Nan Jingpei frowned, looking at the volume of "Spring and Autumn Dew" that she had just turned over, and there seemed to be her residual warmth and body fragrance on the book.

"Yinglin, Yinglin," Nan Jingpei sighed and put the book on the shelf: "How can you do it?" ”

Nan Jingpei returned to the imperial study, and wanted to bury his head in the public case, but found that he was not in the mood to read the excerpts at all.

The refreshments delivered from the Imperial Tea Dining Room were a plate of orange red cake and a plate of hibiscus cake, and the tea was raw pu'er. Nan Jingpei pinched the lid of the cup and casually brushed the suspended tea leaves in the cup.

Donglai peeked at Nan Jingpei: "Your Majesty, is it that the refreshments are not in harmony?" ”

Nan Jingpei put down the lid of the cup: "Go and call her over." ”

Donglai was stunned for a moment: "Your Majesty, who is your name?" ”

Nan Jingpei glared at him: "Nonsense." ”

Donglai suddenly said: "The slave understands, and the slave will call Miss Ah Zhen." ”

Shen Yun really pretended to be sick, in order to avoid Nan Jingpei, but Nan Jingpei refused to let go. Donglai can't be refused, he has to pull Shen Yunzhen to the front of the palace.

Shen Yunzhen stood in front of the imperial stairs, and Fu Fu said: "The slave maid asks the emperor for peace." ”

There was a heavy sound of the door closing behind him, and only Shen Yunzhen and Nan Jingpei were left in the study, and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard in the room.

Nan Jingpei covered half of his face with a fold in his hand, and said indifferently: "Have you had breakfast?" ”

Shen Yunzhen was stunned for a moment: "Back to the emperor, not yet." ”

Nan Jingpei knocked on the table, and his eyes fell on the two plates of dim sum: "The servants in the imperial tea dining room are more and more careless, knowing that I love pastries, and I still send such things." I've got you. ”

Shen Yunzhen looked at the orange cake, and then at Nan Jingpei, I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd.

"What are you still standing for?" Nan Jingpei's tone was a little fierce.

Shen Yunzhen frowned silently, just now he had the face of a gentleman, but now he has become a solemn and majestic Emperor of Great Qi again?

"Come here." Nan Jingpei put down the fold.

"Slave ......" Shen Yunzhen was still a little hesitant.

Nan Jingpei smiled slightly: "I am a human, not a tiger, can I still eat you?" ”

He's not a tiger?

A sentence flashed in Shen Yunzhen's mind: Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger. This thought could only be thought about, and she didn't dare to say it.

After all, Nan Jingpei doesn't have the same good temper as Wang Yinglin, if he is too sarcastic, maybe he will take the case.

Shen Yun really moved to his side slowly.

"Eat." Nan Jingpei said softly, and then picked up the fold and looked at it.

A soft snack like orange cake is indeed Shen Yun's real favorite, and when Nan Jingpei spoke, she took a piece and put it in her mouth.

Nan Jingpei read the excerpt by herself, and sometimes took a bowl and drank tea.

The bright sunlight shines through the lattice window, sprinkling on his face and hair, as quiet as a literati and scholar living in seclusion in the mountains and forests. This situation and this scene are as beautiful as an ancient painting.

What kind of man is he?

Shen Yun really couldn't figure it out, she really couldn't associate such a handsome young man with the murderous Great Qi monarch, but ...... They're the same person!

Nan Jingpei seemed to notice that Shen Yunzhen was observing him, so he raised his head: "What are you always looking at me?" ”

"I didn't ...... The slave did not dare. Shen Yunzhen lowered her head.

Nan Jingpei smiled warmly: "Just look at it, what's not to admit it?" I don't blame you. ”

Nan Jingpei's tone was too gentle, gentle like an invisible blade, killing all Shen Yunzhen's anger towards him.

Shen Yun really stared at him, and a hurricane suddenly blew in his heart, cold to the bone!

Shen Yunzhen, how can you forget hatred? Just because he's a little gentle with you, just because of his three or two sweet words? Even if you forget that your father is still suffering in the Northern Cold, don't you even remember the bloody execution ground?!

Seeing that Shen Yunzhen's expression had changed, Nan Jingpei couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"What's wrong?" He subconsciously grabbed Shen Yunzhen's hand: "Is it unwell?" ”