There was silence in the carriage, Jun gently hugged the little man for a good time, and suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage to look at the sky, it was dusk, and the surrounding camp tents had been cleaned properly.

Several officials on the side of the car coldly bumped into a pair of black eyes and shivered.

"Great, my lord, the tent has been set up, can you move over?" An official shuddered.

Jun let go of his fingertips, the curtain of the car suddenly fell, and he looked down at Dongfang Li who was in a daze in his arms: "Your Majesty, night is coming, it's time to get out of the car." ”

Dongfang gradually cleared up, and nodded his head slightly: "I know." ”

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the red on the man's chest, and his heart was sullen.

pursed his lips, but still spoke up: "It doesn't matter if the prime minister is okay, I will give you the accompanying imperial doctor." ”

Jun lowered his eyelids lightly, and looked at his gaze, on the white clothes, the blood was like a demon, and it was dazzling.

"It's okay, if Your Majesty likes it, you can do it again..."At this point, the man's fingertips lifted the broken hair on the young man's forehead: "What Your Majesty wants, the ministers will give it to both, but there is only one, Your Majesty in this life, all the time, whether it is joy and worry, hatred and disgust, or others, you can only face the minister alone." ”

She wants to occupy every inch of the other party's feelings, every emotion, as long as it takes a lot of thought and a little weight, she is the one who falls in every corner.

The man's gaze was focused and deep, as if a whirlpool was tightly sucking the girl's soul, and he couldn't allow her to back down.

Dongfang was in a trance, his heartbeat seemed to stop, and his ears were full of the other party's words.

Jun arranged his shirt lightly, his fingertips came to the long-sleeved place, and his eyes were dull.

hooked the corners of his lips: "Your Majesty is really interested in the ministers, this... Very good. ”

Dongfang returned to his senses and subconsciously retracted his sleeves: "Prime Minister, I'm hungry, let's go to the camp for dinner." ”

"Okay." Jun was about to pick up the person, but was pushed away by the girl: "I will go down by myself." ”

"Your Majesty, didn't you forget the wound on your minister's chest?" Jun Qingyan pulled the person into his arms: "There are no extra clothes here, if the minister goes down like this and is seen by the soldiers, how can I explain it?" ”

Dongfang Li raised his head: "I will let people bring clothes over now." ”

Jun shook his head lightly: "Why bother like this, Your Majesty only needs to stay obediently in the arms of the minister, and you can block the wound." ”

Dongfang Li tried hard to tear off the man's arm around her, and his pretty face was stunned: "At this moment, the prime minister should be restrained in two, and I am the lord of the east, I am the king, and you are the minister, and the courtesy of the monarch and the minister cannot be abolished!" ”

Jun chuckled, and made the other party cling to him with force, his eyes dark and oppressive: "The gift of the monarch and the minister? So what is it now? ”

Dongfang Li skimmed his head, and the corners of his eyes were red: "Broken sleeves and peach, disregard for human morality, no distinction between monarchs and ministers, Prime Minister, you are too much!" ”

A bunch of hats were buttoned down, and Jun Qing's face did not change: "Is it too much?" If Your Majesty is no longer a monarch and becomes a courtier's wife, will there be no such thing as broken sleeves? Well? ”

The alarm bell sounded in the Oriental centrifugal, and his voice was a little unsteady: "You have to talk nonsense, I, I am a man, how can I marry you as a wife?" ”

The curvature of the corners of Junqing's mouth was even greater, and he leaned over to approach the girl, and his ears were full of the sound of the other party's heartbeat.

"Your Majesty, it's not a man who has been doing it for a long time, and he has forgotten his... Real identity? ”

The word real is deliberately accented.

As soon as these words came out, Dongfang Liqiao's face turned white, his lips trembled, and he said forcefully: "I, I don't know what the prime minister said, I am..."

"Men?" Jun lightly interrupted the other party's unfinished words, and his fingertips swam across the other party's neck to the placket: "The minister doesn't mind personally verifying His Majesty's body, how about it?" ”