On the way to the Changjie Palace, Jiang Zhizhu keenly noticed that there were a lot more royal guards on duty at night, and there were more eye-catching little eunuchs on some of the empty paths in the past, and it took her twice as long as usual to arrive at the Changjie Palace.

Walking quickly to the outside of the hall, before Jiang Sleeve Zhu could speak, Qin Zhen saluted and said, "The prince is waiting for you in the study." ”

Following Qin Zhe's line of sight, Jiang Sleeve Zhu walked towards the study, thinking in his heart that maybe Han Zai had something else to explain to her, not just for that matter.

Pushing open the door and entering the study, Jiang Sleeve Zhu saw at a glance that Han Zai, who was wearing a golden crown and a purple python robe, was writing Zhu Pi with a pen, his complexion was cold, his eyebrows were slightly together, and he looked unkind.

Han Zai finished writing Zhu Pi before putting down his pen, he raised his head and looked at Jiang Sleeve Zhu, she was wearing an ink-colored cloak, her delicate body and jet-black cloud bun were hidden, only revealing a gorgeous face that deceived the frost and snow, and a little cyan skirt on the toes, which made people want to peel her off little by little, until the most snow-white and tender side was revealed.

"Come here!" Han Zai's body leaned back, unabashedly the aggressiveness in his eyes, stared at Jiang Sleeve Beads, and called in a low and pleasant voice.

Jiang Sleeve Zhu was shrouded in his eyes, instinctively felt dangerous, and wanted to turn around and run away immediately, but she couldn't!

The desire to survive overcame everything, and in the face of Han Zai's gaze, a trace of tenderness slowly swayed in Jiang Sleeve's eyes like ink jade, and he walked towards him.

After stopping beside him, she looked at him with silky eyes, and looked at him with a smile on her face, her white and pointed fingertips on his arm, and little by little she climbed to his shoulder.

In the silence of the room, there was a dark tide surging silently.

Han Jae and Jiang Sleeve Zhu looked at each other, and their knuckled fingers slowly untied the cloak on her body......

The cloak was on the ground, just when Jiang Sleeve Zhu thought that Han Zai was going to go straight to the point, he didn't continue to peel off her coat, but patted her lightly on her thin back, and his eyes swept to the fold on the table, "Someone has participated in the good minister today, can you see that you are still satisfied with the king's approval?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Sleeve Zhu stared at him with black and white eyes for a while before turning around to look.

Originally, there was an imperial historian who cooperated with an uncle who ran a medicine hall in the clan to hoard and monopolize medicinal materials and sell them at a high price, causing a Qingliu official to die because he could not afford to buy medicine due to lack of money.

Han Zai's reply was to put Liangchen and his uncle in prison and torture him!

"Are you satisfied?" Han Jae stood up, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and asked against her side face.

The man's burning breath touched Jiang Sleeve Zhu's face, hot and dangerous, Jiang Sleeve Zhu's eyes shook slightly, she knew that Han Jae was testing something, it was nothing more than possessiveness, and she was not happy that she followed him but was still thinking about other men.

She also knew that whether she appeared satisfied or dissatisfied, he would be dissatisfied.

Sure enough, before she finished her sentence "The prince is wise and ...... martial arts", he used brute force to tear off the belt around her waist, and then turned her to himself, his eyes fierce and mocking, "Jiang Sleeve Zhu, you are really heartless." ”

The fire between the two was about to erupt, and at this time, Qin Zhen's voice suddenly came from outside, "My lord, Lu Guogong has asked to see him, and it is about Tanglin." ”

Donglin is the mausoleum where the former emperor is about to be buried.

Han Zai's dark eyes slowly regained his composure, but his eyes did not leave Jiang Sleevezhu's slightly frightened face, and he commanded in a cold voice, "Let him in." ”

Hearing Lu Guogong's request to see him, Jiang Sleeve Zhu was in a hurry, and he didn't care about the torn belt, so he held Han Zai's forearm and asked in a panic, "You let Lu Guogong in, what should I do?" ”

The distance between the two was only a fist, Han Zai looked at her for a moment, then turned his head and swept to the bookshelf on the side, "There's a compartment over there, you go in and hide." ”

Jiang Sleeve Zhu heard him say this, let go of his arm and was about to go over, Han Zai stretched out his hand to stop her again, and specially advised, "In the compartment, this king has someone prepare new clothes for you, remember to change them." ”

"I see." Jiang Sleeve Zhu agreed indiscriminately, and eagerly passed him with the hem of his skirt.