"Compared with the young master, you know what Your Majesty asked you to come today." Buyu walked forward two steps, and the jade plaque on his waist shook slightly with the ears. "There is still some time before the enthronement. Before the enthronement, several supervisors in the harem will come to teach you the etiquette in the palace. Although you are the first emperor to personally choose to enter the palace, this does not mean that you can enjoy all privileges."

"Do I still have the right to refuse?" Zhou Mohuai sneered.

Maybe I should have left from the beginning so that I won’t be unable to escape. I thought I was sorry for her, but I didn’t expect that I was not her first encounter.

I blame myself for being passionate.

"Some things are good no matter what, you have to say, so as not to blame me for not saying it. I blame you for pretending to be confused. It is obvious that it will be good for everyone." Buyu stood upright beside Zhou Mohuai, and his crimson and purple official uniform made his temperament even colder. He pressed his eyebrows down, and a faint light radiated in his dark eyes.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mohuai raised his eyebrows, his eyes as sharp as a sword, "It's clear? Maybe you are the ones who are the least qualified to say this word."

He silently silently, his body sideways towards the door, his eyelashes lowered and his eyes looked at Zhou Mohuai. It took a while before he could move, "You wait here first, Your Majesty will come soon."

As he said that, he gently pushed the Duobao curtain with his fingers and went out.

Zhou Mohuai then turned his head to look at the house.

The ground is covered with a thick and soft velvet blanket, and a twin dragon gilded copper incense burner is placed in the middle of the room. The burning incense is surrounded by purple air, which is clear at a glance. In front of the door is a long table with four treasures of the study. He is placed on it with a soft couch and a row of bookshelves opposite, which is simple, capable and not complicated.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

A familiar voice came to my ears, Zhou Mohuai turned around and stared at Wen Wenlan who was walking straight to him.

"Why are you not talking?" Wen Wenlan gathered up his hanging sleeves, held the sleeves with one hand, and sipped the teacup with the other hand, "Is he still angry with me?"

A calm and indifferent tone, unable to hear any emotions. This is what the Southern Emperor Wenlan looked like on weekdays.

Wen Wenlan calmed down and grabbed the knot that trapped Zhou Mohuai's hands and pressed it on the short table. He slowly pulled the knot she tied with her hands little by little. "How many people outside want to get in but can't get in. You are unhappy when you come in. You are very different from others. Do I hate you very much?"

Zhou Mohuai was the second person to express such emotions in front of her.

In the past, no matter whether it was heard from the people or practices, as long as she revealed the emperor's identity, no one dared to show such a look in front of her.

When Guan Yu entered the palace three years ago, she felt deeply that her emperor's dignity was trampled on. She still remembers Guan Yu's contemptuous and disdainful eyes back then. As the saying goes, there will be a second time when everything comes first. Who knows that Zhou Mohuai has come in just three years.

But Zhou Mohuai's eyes were not contempt or disdainful. His eyes were clear and clean, containing arrogance and perseverance, and also with an unknown emotion.

Guan Yu is a descendant of the royal family, so it is normal to have this temperament. Why is Zhou Mohuai? His arrogance seems to be innate.

"The one who deceived people at the beginning was you, and then you were also the one who didn't understand the status quo. Do your royal relatives really like to tease people so much?" Zhou Mohuai said in a deep voice, Gan Gan's tone seemed to be mocking him after accepting reality, and then muttered in a low voice, "I thought..."

Wen Wenlan's hands, which had untied the knot, tightened his movements and stopped suddenly. She put on her silk and streaked white marks on her slender fingers. "Zhou Mohuai, I told you that I didn't have to tell you this, and I've already said a lot."

"You asked me to say it." Zhou Mohuai retorted.

"I want you to answer the question, but I didn't ask you to say anything else!" Wen Wenlan pulled the silk and pulled it violently. Zhou Mohuai had to rush forward. The two faced each other with only one fist, their eyes were facing each other, and their breathing was only a short distance.

"You are my own now, do you understand?" Zhou Mohuai nodded slowly under Wen Wenlan's gaze.

"Very good." Wen Wenlan pulled it hard again, and drew a beautiful and light arc in the air. "Then stay tonight, don't speak, take His Highness to bathe."

The side hall where the two of them are located is not far from the bath hall.

After Buyu led the eunuch to take Zhou Mohuai to take a shower, he returned.

"Go and take out the sign I asked you to collect before, oh, and the things that were produced by the Shangfu Bureau before were brought together." Wen Wenlan waved his hand and signaled to go quickly. "Also, I'll take this away and give Feng Si a merit."

"Your Majesty, let the Duke before you can perform the title ceremony... Your Highness will give you a plaque and get clothes. This is not good, and he has already received the great kindness of bathing and staying in Jinluan Palace. Your Majesty likes him so much, I am afraid he can't bear it."

Wen Wenlan picked up a snack and put it in his mouth. After savoring it carefully, he opened his red lips, "He can already take a bath in Jinluan Palace, are he afraid that he can't afford to give the plaque and get clothes in advance?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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