Zhou Mohuai did not explain too much about this move, and he also admitted that Zhao Shunran won, so the ministers naturally would not have too much to say. After a competition, everyone present was not clear about Zhou Mohuai's literary talent, but remembering that his beautiful words also slightly changed his previous view of Zhou Mohuai.

After the competition, Wen Wenlan took Zhou Mohuai back to the palace.

The next competition is the easiest game of martial arts, and you can rest for two days before that.

"You are very brave when you go a different sword." Wen Wenlan grabbed Zhou Mohuai's arm and raised his hand to scratch his chin. "You are not afraid of those sour scholars who grab you and scold you for being unruly. These civil officials claim to have a set of etiquette rules and hate people who surpass the rules the most."

"If I don't say anything, they can't find an excuse to refute me. The less I say, the less they know me, the less words they can use, and the more military tactics are everywhere..." Zhou Mohuai hugged Wen Wenlan, leaned his head against her shoulder and rubbed it, "Anyway, it's just not to lose face."

Wen Wenlan pointed Zhou Mohuai's head, "You, you dare to bully people with my power, and you also bully the ministers I value."

Zhou Mohuai suddenly hugged Wen Wenlan tightly, pressed his chin on her shoulders, and his breathing slowed down.

"It doesn't matter if I win with him or not."

“Eh?”

Zhou Mohuai murmured and didn't know what he said. Wen Wenlan didn't hear it clearly. She patted Zhou Mohuai gently, "It's just that I seem to smell a sour smell. You won't be jealous."

Zhou Mohuai did not respond, and Wen Wenlan hugged him with his backhand.

"The reason why your opponent is Zhao Shunran is because Zhang Huailang pushed him out. In their eyes, it doesn't matter who it is. As long as that person is a civil official, he can raise their face. It just happened that Zhao Shunran was present at that time, so your opponent is him." Wen Wenlan patiently explained to Zhou Mohuai while giving him Shunmao, "Zhao Shunran is not my designated."

Wen Wenlan didn't hear Zhou Mohuai's response, but felt that her arms were tightened again. She chuckled and coaxed Zhou Mohuai for another long time.

The Jinluan Palace was quiet, with only purple smoke rising from the incense burner. Seeing this without saying a word, he glanced at each other and quietly stepped out, and closed the door tightly.

"At that time, you ordered me to open the envelope and questioned my life experience. At that time, you hadn't talked to me for several days. I thought I was finished and wanted to find an opportunity to say the last word to you and want to accompany you again, but you didn't give me a chance."

After a long time, Zhou Mohuai whispered out the words he held in for a long time, just like the smoke lingering on the incense burner, light and long.

"I know that if you check it carefully, you will know everything. I don't want to lie to you and hide it from you. But my life experience is not completely innocent. I dare not expose these stains to you. This will make me feel that the distance between us is getting farther and farther."

"Only by lying to myself can I get peace of mind."

"I think this competition is a good opportunity. Whether it is Zhao Shunran or others, no matter who my opponent is or how strong he is, I will defeat them one by one so that I can stand by your side."

After saying a lot of thoughts, Zhou Mohuai felt much more comfortable. The gap between the two was in front of him. Since he could not be ignored, then face it bravely.

Wen Wenlan carefully listened to all Zhou Mohuai's words, and she gently patted Zhou Mohuai's back and told him that she understood.

"When dealing with major issues, I will never get mixed with feelings. The more severe I was at that time, although it would be more painful, the more satisfied I would be." Wen Wenlan paused, and she gently uttered a sentence in Zhou Mohuai's ear, "I am an emperor, and I can't make mistakes."

If you take a wrong step, it may involve not only personal gains and losses, but also the country and the country.

She can't make any such mistake.

She can't afford it.

"No matter what, I can't bear to kill you, but I have no promise, so..." Wen Wenlan straightened up, held Zhou Mohuai's face, let his eyes look at him, and felt the deepest thoughts in her heart at this moment, "What the result depends on your performance."

Zhou Mohuai covered Wen Wenlan's back with his hands and felt her warmth. In an instant, he seemed to feel all the power flowing into his body through his hands. He felt a warm current flowing from his chest to his limbs, filling his body, and his whole body became very light.

He had never felt so comfortable before. He seemed to feel his body floating. At that moment, a dazzling light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. With just a little stretch of his hand, he could touch it.

"Your Majesty, Prince Su is asking for a visit outside the hall."

Brother? What is he here for now?

"You wait here, I'll be back soon."

Wen Wenlan stood up to smooth out the wrinkles on the hem of her clothes, touched the collar and hairpin, and went out.

When he entered Donghua Pavilion, Wen Shiheng was already drinking tea. He put down the teacup and glanced behind Wen Wenlan, "It's only such a little time that the two of them are hard to part with each other?"

Every time, every time he sees Wen Shiheng, he always mocks himself. He never can speak well. He always has hostility towards him and argues with him no matter what.

I don't know why I came here this time.

Wen Wenlan sat down with her body indifferent, "Is there anything wrong? The emperor."

"When did you and Zhou Mohuai happen? How long you have been together, you have to sign him as the emperor. Why is Your Majesty so unstable? When you favored Ming Zhao back then..."

"Emperor Brother." Wen Wenlan clenched his fists secretly, "If you are just talking about this today, please come back. The envoys from Dongyue and Nanzhao will arrive soon, and I am very busy."

In the past, her royal brother made things difficult for Ming Zhao everywhere, which made Ming Zhao almost lose his life.

Today he came to reveal her scars again.

Or is it that her emperor brother wanted to use the same trick again, wanted to murder Zhou Mohuai, and then break up the two of them.

"Do you remember what General Dugu said to you? A son of a criminal minister with unknown background, not only did you not throw him into prison, but you also indulged him in the competition for the position of the emperor. Your Majesty is becoming more and more confused."

Wen Wenlan glanced at Wen Shiheng with a stern face.

"Your Majesty, can you not know. Zhou Mohuai's father was the murderer who murdered his father back then. If Your Majesty didn't know, I wouldn't mind talking to Your Majesty carefully now."

"No need, I have found out that Zhou Mohuai is innocent. He is not the son of a so-called criminal minister at all." Wen Wenlan felt uncomfortable when he looked at Wen Shiheng's expression, "This matter will not be a problem for the emperor. If nothing is wrong, please come back."

Wen Wenlan didn't want to waste time here again. In her opinion, Wen Shiheng was just here to hinder her.

"What if I have evidence?"

Wen Wenlan, who was about to get up, suddenly stopped. She suddenly looked at Wen Shiheng. Seeing that he was full of confidence in his control, she suddenly chuckled.

"The emperor has evidence, and I have evidence."

When that incident happened, although she was not born yet, the emperor's brother was also a child.

He may indeed know some things, but after so long, his memory will be somewhat biased. Besides, the murderer was ordered to be destroyed by his mother, and all the traces were destroyed.

What evidence will Wen Shiheng stay?

"It's getting late, please come back with your brother."

Wen Wenlan's tone was stiff, and she didn't even feel like maintaining superficial skills. At this time, the emperor's brother ran away to talk about this matter, which was simply awful.

Seeing Wen Wenlan issued an order to expel guests, Wen Shiheng did not intend to force him to stay, but he still left a sentence for Wen Wenlan before leaving.

"I hope that Your Majesty's evidence is accurate, otherwise I will not be the only one who wants him to die at that time."

After Wen Shiheng left, Wen Wenlan sat quietly in Donghua Pavilion, and did not rush to find Zhou Mohuai. She held the teacup and sipped it in small sips, and her mood gradually calmed down.

"Are the emperor's brother secretly investigating Zhou Mohuai?" The emperor's brother should have heard the news from Dugu Yong today. After she refuted it today, he will definitely investigate it himself.

"This is not clear. Today, Prince Su did not go out after returning from the Imperial College, and no one else went to the palace." said Wushu.

"This matter has been concluded and there is no need to investigate again. If the emperor still wants to continue investigating, stop him!"

Wen Wenlan returned to Zhou Mohuai and sat down, hugged his arm and leaned against him.

"What's wrong? It seems very tired." Zhou Mohuai picked up Wen Wenlan and let him sit on his lap. "Is there anything else in the court to deal with?"

Zhou Mohuai surrounded Wen Wenlan, and he helped her hand up and massaged her fingers, following the direction of the bones and meridians, driving away the fatigue little by little.

"No, I'm thinking about when you can live."

"Hey? Why do you say that?" Zhou Mohuai was surprised. How could he think of this problem very well?

"Don't be nervous, this question is something I should worry about. If you take a day off tomorrow, you can stay with me." Wen Wenlan pinched Zhou Mohuai's face and smiled charmingly, "No, come here to accompany me tonight."

In the evening, the Zhengshi Hall sent a few more copies. Although there were not many copies, they could not finish all the copies before dark. Wen Wenlan simply left all the copies for dinner and reviewed them later.

With the fatigue after reviewing the memorials, I slid into the warm and comfortable bathtub to soak for a while to dispel the fatigue, and then returned to the bed that was warmed by someone with his body. The curtains and clothes were flying, so I kept it warm first, and then...

It's so wonderful.

"Your Majesty, is there any happy event?"

The grinding side, Buyan saw Wen Wenlan staring at a memorial for a long time and couldn't help but ask softly.

"Well, it's nothing. The memorial is almost finished. Are the Yuge ready?" Wen Wenlan coughed lightly and quickly retracted his thoughts.

She was actually distracted while reviewing the memorials.

It’s all Zhou Mohuai’s fault.

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