After the floods in the south subsided, the relationship between the two men was back to normal.

One is making a recital, and the other is continuing to read.

It's just that the people in the court feel the subtle difference.

The prime minister and the emperor are seizing power.

Jun Zui's biggest advantage is in the military department, he was a person who had personally led troops to the Northern Regions, and he was a swordsman who took the head of the enemy general among the ten thousand armies, and he was almost an invincible god of war.

And how long has Ye Chuijin been a Ming Jun, how can he win the Prime Minister?

Recently, Ye Chuijin can clearly feel that the power in his hands is disappearing little by little.

If it was in the past, it would be fine, but now that he knows why Jun Zui is with him, the little emperor just wants to firmly grasp the power in his hands.

At least...... If he had to go, she still had the strength to stay with him.

Everything was like the calm before the storm.

After finishing the folds in his hand, Ye Chuijin raised his head.

Her prime minister was leaning on the soft couch and looking intently at the book in his hand, but Ye Chuijin knew that he definitely didn't read it.

If he reads it, he will find that the book in his hand is the same as yesterday's.

Ye Chuijin felt a little tired for a while.

Feeling her gaze, Jun Zui raised his head.

Two pairs of eyes met in the air, one full of complexity, the other full of silence.

After a while, Ye Chuijin smiled: "Prime Minister, would you like to have a drink with me?" ”

Jun Zui looked at her and closed the book in his hand.

"I don't dare to ask for it."

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There is a gazebo on Xiaoyun Pond, it is getting late, the two sit opposite each other in the gazebo, and no one speaks.

Jun Zui picked up the wine jug and filled the cups of the two, and Ye Chuijin picked up the glass: "I pour my own cup, you are casual." ”

With that, he raised his head and drank all the wine in his cup.

Jun drunk and drank a glass as well.

After a few glasses of wine, the little emperor finally opened his mouth: "Prime Minister Jun...... Why did you enter Beijing back then? ”

Hearing this question, Jun was drunk for a moment.

Why did you enter Beijing?

He hadn't thought about it for a long time.

At that time, he was only thinking about saving her and her children, and he was thinking about waiting until everything was too peaceful to continue to travel around and hone his kendo.

But the human heart is greedy, he has tasted such illusory sweetness, how can he be willing to let go now?

Jun Zui finally told the truth: "Back then, it was for one person. ”

Hearing this answer, the little emperor drank the wine in his cup again.

She snatched the wine jug from Jun Zui's hand, filled it for herself, and asked, "Then Prime Minister Jun, why are you staying in the capital now?" ”

She entered Beijing for her mother's concubine back then, so why stay here now?

Jun was drunk and paused, his eyes were faint: "For you." ”

The little emperor smiled.

Look, what a nice answer.

She drank one cup after another, Jun was drunk and sat on the side, sighed, and snatched the wine jug from her hand: "The emperor drink less wine." ”

She propped up her already drunk cheeks and flattened her mouth at him: "...... There is a sting. ”

Jun was drunk, and the wine jug in his hand was snatched back again.

The little emperor poured himself a full glass of wine again and drank it in one gulp.

Her face was flushed, and she was already drunk: "Don't call me the emperor, the emperor has a lot of ...... Call me Youbian. ”

As she spoke, she smirked and pointed at herself: "There is only this one in the world." ”

Jun drunk and didn't speak, and snatched the flask from her hand again.

The little emperor did not relent, stood up and sat on his lap, reaching for the flask in his hand.