Because of the assassin incident, the matter of the two of them going out on patrol was put on hold, Ye Chuijin refused to look for Lang Zhong outside, although he knew that the injuries on her body were not in the way, but Jun Zui still drove her back to the palace day and night for several days.

As soon as she returned to the palace, she began to have a fever, but there was nothing serious after the imperial doctor's diagnosis.

"It's just that I'm in a hurry, and I have injuries on my body, so it looks serious, just take two pairs of medicine."

Hearing what the imperial physician said, Jun was drunk and paused, and then arched his hand: "There is Imperial Doctor Lao." ”

The two of them left a lot of things on patrol in such small clothes, and Jun was drunk and stayed in her bedroom for a while before she could only deal with political affairs.

Ye Chuijin was stunned for two days, and when she woke up two days later, the first thing she saw was Jun drunk sitting in her room.

Seeing that she woke up, Jun Zui was obviously relieved.

He saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty." ”

The person on the bed ignored him angrily, turned over to face him sideways, but just like that, he was involved in the wound on his body.

"Hiss......" As soon as the little emperor's voice came, Jun Zui stepped forward nervously.

"But where did the wound open? I'll call the Imperial Doctor. ”

The little emperor stopped him in a muffled voice: "No need. ”

The king was drunk and hung his head, and in the silence of the room, he spoke: "The emperor is recuperating from his injuries, and the ministers will leave first." ”

As he spoke, the footsteps faded away.

The little emperor's chest rose and fell, and his eyes were red with anger.

Just as she burst into tears in the blink of an eye, a gentle sigh came from behind her.

Then, Jun Zui bent down and gently tucked the quilt for her.

The man on the bed wiped away his tears, and then turned his head hesitantly.

Next to the bed, a man in a dark red court dress was looking at her with concern.

Jun Zui said softly: "Take care of your injuries, and when your injuries are healed, I will teach you how to govern the country." ”

The little emperor looked at him, listened to his gentle words, and wanted to pretend to be tough and throw a sentence of "I don't need you to teach". But I was afraid that he would really turn around and leave, so in the end I could only purse my lips and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Jun Zui looked at her unexpectedly well-behaved expression, and immediately reacted.

He paused and sat down on the edge of her bed.

“…… Don't push yourself. ”

Hearing him say this, the little emperor still nodded obediently, and looked at him without moving, for fear that he would disappear.

Jun drunk and added softly: "I will accompany you and will not leave." ”

"Really?" Hearing his words, the little emperor's eyes immediately lit up, and then he habitually stiffened his mouth: "I, I...... I don't have to have you with me. ”

Hearing her stiff change, Jun Zui hooked his lips and smiled: "It's a minister who arrogants and wants to be with the emperor very much." ”

Hearing his words, the little emperor finally smiled.

There is a little flamboyant pride in her eyebrows, which is not annoying, but extremely pitiful.

"That's right."

The emperor said.

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Time passed, and the injuries on Ye Chuijin's body finally healed.

During the period of recuperation, Jun Zui criticized the folds in her room every day, and from time to time he would take a book and sit next to her bed, telling her in detail about the folds.

The way of the king is complex and bold, but in the mouth of the gentleman, it is like a cobweb with clear veins, and everything has traces to follow.

He is indeed a talent for governing the world, and he is really willing to teach her with his heart at this time, and the little emperor's way of governing the country is advancing day by day.

Finally, one day, Jun Zui put the fold in front of her and signaled to her: "The emperor should also be in charge now." ”