Lu Huaijin's hand on Gu Qingyue's shoulder did not fall, but increased a little strength.

He pushed Gu Qingyue's side face with his fingertips, and with a slight force, Gu Qingyue's head tilted slightly, and she completely leaned into his arms.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired these days.

Gu Qingyue slept this time, and she completely fell asleep.

Lu Huaijin even heard her snoring slightly.

He protected Gu Qingyue's head, and then looked back at him.

Fukang was still holding an account book in his hand, his eyes were gloomy, and he stared directly at Lu Huaijin.

Especially when he saw Gu Qingyue leaning on Lu Huaijin's arms like this, falling asleep defenselessly, the anger on Fukang's face became more and more solemn.

"Lu Huaijin." Fukang gritted his teeth and said slowly, "If I remember correctly, the emperor just ordered a few days ago that you are not allowed to enter the palace late at night under any name. ”

Lu Huaijin twitched the corners of his mouth, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and smiled indifferently: "That's right." ”

Fukang was half angry by Lu Huaijin's understatement.

He raised his hand and pointed at Gu Qingyue: "Then what is it now?" ”

Lu Huaijin lowered his head and looked at Gu Qingyue's sleeping side eyes: "Fukang, you also saw it, it was the emperor himself who fell asleep in my arms." I don't dare to move. ”

Fukang stepped forward a few steps: "Okay, in that case, hand over the emperor to me." ”

Behind him, he was going to pull Gu Qingyue.

Lu Huaijin turned sideways slightly, and took advantage of the situation to hug Gu Qingyue into his arms.

Worried that Gu Qingyue would not sleep comfortably, Lu Huaijin simply pulled off his robe and covered Gu Qingyue.

Seeing that Lu Huaijin was only wearing a thin and obscene clothes and hugging Gu Qingyue, Fukang suddenly became angry.

What is the difference between this and Lu Huaijin going on a blind date with Gu Qingyue in front of him?

"Shameless!"

Fukang scolded angrily, his right hand had already stepped forward, and he was about to pull Lu Huaijin's sleeve.

Lu Huaijin turned his head halfway and kicked back with his right foot.

Impartially, the soles of the feet just kicked in the abdomen of Fukang.

Fukang was in pain, clutching his abdomen, and his body bowed up like a shrimp.

He opened his eyes and stared at Lu Huaijin angrily.

That look like he wanted to eat Lu Huaijin alive.

Lu Huaijin indifferently retracted his gaze, hugged Gu Qingyue a little tighter, and said to Fukang in a deep voice: "Fukang, I know that you still resent me because of what happened back then." ”

Fukang sneered: "You don't deserve to mention back then." If you hadn't framed me, how would I be trapped here? ”

Lu Huaijin looked back at Fukang: "Do you know that if I could choose back then, I would rather stay in the palace than I am." ”

He lowered his head to look at the sleeping woman in his arms, and muttered in a low voice, "At least then, I am the one who stays with her." ”

Fukang's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his temples suddenly jumped wildly.

He stared at Lu Huaijin, obviously mocking Lu Huaijin's words were on his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

After a while, Lu Huaijin interrupted the silence between the two.

He took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and threw it to Fukang.

Fukang was caught off guard for a while, and was almost hit by the bamboo slip, staggered, and took a few steps back before he grasped the bamboo slip.

He opened it and looked at it, his eyes were slightly heavy, and he looked at Lu Huaijin in puzzlement.

In that bamboo slip, it was actually Lu Huaijin's bargain for the accounts of the household department.

Every stroke is clear.

It is even more accurate and meticulous than Fukang's calculations just now.

Fukang asked blankly, "What do you mean by this?" ”

Lu Huaijin raised his chin and pointed to the imperial study: "This is the result of your busy night tonight, and it will be handed over to the emperor tomorrow." ”

Fukang raised his eyebrows: "The accounts of the household department are chaotic and meticulous, and it is not easy to sort it out." It must have taken a lot of your energy, right? ”

"So much nonsense?"

Fukang sneered: "I'm just curious, such a thing, you just give it to me?" Don't you want this great credit? The emperor is worried that no one can sort out the accounts for her. ”

"If you give this to her at this time, maybe she'll give you a little time to explain what happened before."

Lu Huaijin's eyes flashed a little fiercely.

He glanced sideways at Fukang: "What is the explanation for the past?" It's all because I can't live with her, there's nothing to say. ”

After finishing speaking, Lu Huaijin walked outside the courtyard with Gu Qingyue in his arms, and said to Fukang in a deep voice as he walked: "This thing is what you got after a busy night today." The emperor doesn't have to know anything else. ”

Fukang stared at Lu Huaijin's back and disappeared from sight, a pair of sword eyebrows locked.

He held the bamboo slip and tapped it twice in his palm.

This Lu Huaijin will always be this self-righteous appearance.

Does he think he is the savior of this world?

That's how it was back then.

It's the same thing tonight.

The other side.

Lu Huaijin carried Gu Qingyue back to the dormitory.

He put Gu Qingyue on the bed.

Cover her with the quilt, put down the bed, and turn around to leave.

A plain white hand suddenly grasped his wrist.

Lu Huaijin's back stiffened, and he slowly turned his head sideways.

saw Gu Qingyue close her eyes tightly, pull his arm with her right hand, scratch her face back and forth with her left hand, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't want to see it." These things are also too annoying. ”

It turned out that Gu Qingyue was dreaming.

Lu Huaijin smiled and held Gu Qingyue's wrist, gently took her hand away from her arm, and carefully stuffed it into the quilt.

He just wanted to leave, but when he saw Gu Qingyue's red lips open and close, he spit out three words: "Lu Huaijin." ”

Suddenly, Lu Huaijin seemed to have been immobilized.

He stood firmly on the edge of the bed, his head slightly bowed, his sword eyebrows lightly locked, staring at the people on the couch.

If it weren't for the fact that Gu Qingyue was still with her eyes closed, her sleeping face was rich, and she was obviously still enjoying the pleasure of being asleep, Lu Huaijin almost thought that Gu Qingyue was awake and calling herself.

Lu Huaijin groaned, and Gu Qingyue's little hand was already restlessly crawling up his arm.

Her plain white and warm fingers gently tapped on Lu Huaijin's skin.

The red lips moved slightly, and he was still whispering dreams.

"Why? Why do you want to leave me alone in the palace? ”

"Lu Huaijin, you have a golden house to hide Jiaojiao, and you still want to seduce me, it's disgusting!"

"Hmph~ I won't pay attention to you in the future."

Gu Qingyue's dream words left and right, without logic, could hear Lu Huaijin in a fog.

But he can be considered to understand the Kanaya Zangjiao.

"What is the Golden House?"

Lu Huaijin smiled lightly, lowered his head and gently pinned Gu Qingyue's broken hair scattered around his ears behind his ears.

"Gillian is the eyeliner I keep by my side."

No wonder Hui'er said a few days ago that if Lu Huaijin wants to solve the contradiction with the emperor, he must first solve the affairs in his own house.

Co-authored by Gu Qingyue who thought Gillian was the one she raised in the house?

Gu Qingyue smashed her mouth: "Gillian Gillian, Jinwu Zangjiao." Lu Huaijin, you look serious, you can't imagine that he is also a greasy middle-aged man in the twilight of the Qin Dynasty! ”