Chapter 138：

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The two returned to the Manxiang Hall together. The hill-like memorial was piled on the Nan wooden table in front of the Qingfeng Pavilion window, and the carved window frame of Xiangfeng had been blocked by more than half.

It's overwhelmed, how can there be so many discounts? Worry-free, even if you save time for meals, I'm afraid it will be processed very late! There was a slight pain in her heart. Since he became emperor, the fatigue between the corners of his eyebrows has always been difficult to hide. If he put it in the past, even if the whole room was piled up, according to his temperament, I would not even look at it.

"Distressed me?" Zongzheng Wuyou saw her flashing eyes and guessed her mind. He turned around and wrapped around her, with a smirk in his eyes.

He gave him a strange look and pushed him to the table, "Be serious! So many discounts, when will it be approved?"

Zongzheng sat down without worry, and when she saw that she wanted to turn away, he quickly held her. "Aren't you helping?" He knew what she was thinking and couldn't give her a reason to leave half a step.

Man squinted at him, he counted her so quickly! She didn't sleep all night last night. Now she's a little sleepy and wants to refuse, but seeing the bloodshot in his eyes and the blue eyelids under her eyelids. It was a sleepless night to think that he was tortured by severe pain last night. Her heart was soft and submissive. Sit down beside me.

Zongzheng worry-free asked someone to prepare a pot of tea, and then sent everyone out of the garden of Qingfeng Pavilion.

The dark fragrance of Meilin in the garden lingers. As the breeze comes through the windows, it is filled with this quiet space. The newly brewed hot tea in the house rises with a light white mist, and it is scattered in the air like smoke. The indoor tea is overflowing with fragrance of plum fragrance, which is intoxicating.

Man arranging those memorials, placing them separately according to the severity of the event and the urgency of the content, neatly arranged in front of him. Just reading it again, she felt dizzy and it was not finished finishing in the afternoon. After sitting for a few hours, her waist was sore, and the whole person was very tired. She raised her eyebrows and turned to see him.

Some people say that men at work have unique and unique charm, which is true. Looking at it from this perspective, Zong Zhengwu's elegant yet resolute facial contour is like the perfect work that God left with the axe's pen on the earth. His eyebrow is like a sword, his nose is straight, and his eyes are slightly raised. With a concentrated expression in his lips, his lips curled slightly. She couldn't help thinking of the first time he saw him. He was carried up to the early morning hall and slept loudly. How arrogant he was at that time, as if no one in the world could get into his eyes, let alone walk into him heart of. But now ...

She rested her elbow on the desk case, half-fisted her head and looked at him, immersed in distant memories.

Zong Zheng apprehensively read the emergency chores she sorted out, exhaled deeply, and tilted his head to meet her somewhat confused eyes. He turned his eyes suddenly, and suddenly brought his face together. The evil light in his eyes flourished. .

A handsome face suddenly zoomed in front of her eyes, she was startled, and suddenly looked back. The eyes of the two met in the air, the mystery like a clear pond against the clear water of the previous Wang Qingquan, and the feelings flowing under the eyes were like inextricable strands of silk, tangled and inseparable. The tip of his nose was almost against her, just a short distance away, and both of them could clearly feel each other's breaths.

The man suddenly panicked. There was an embarrassment of peeping at others on the spot. She got up quickly and stood back to open the door. Zongzheng responded quickly and worriedly. He threw the pen in her hand and touched the door with her hand. With that arm outstretched, she caught her in her arms, and his low voice whispered in her ear: "Where are you going?"

His nose was warm, blowing on her face, and it felt crispy and itchy, making her face hot. She wanted to tilt her head away, he was not sure, and pinched her chin with one hand, just right.

She was forced to look directly at him and didn't understand what he was going to do. She had just dealt with political affairs and she was fine. Why did she suddenly hold her? She struggled a bit, Zong Zheng raised her eyebrows worry-free, looked at her carefully, and asked, "Where are you going?"

He seems to be extra worried today that she will leave. Deep down is he afraid she will find a reason to escape the night he said? She did have some fear and anxiety in her heart. After all, that experience made people unafraid, but she also knew that she couldn't escape in this way anymore. An emperor couldn't live without her sons, and that would only make it difficult for him to face the yummy mouth. Manyu calmed down, no longer struggling, and said gently: "I'm not going anywhere, you do your thing, there are many discounts."

Her blushing lips slightly twitched between words, seductive like a dew-cherry, and his heart swelled, and suddenly missed the kiss of the morning, he glanced at the corner of the eyepiece, and gritted his teeth. "No more!"

As she lifted her slender waist with arms, the two men's bodies were tightly attached. Through the clothes, she could almost feel the temperature of his skin suddenly becoming hot. She instantly understood his mind from his sudden eyes and physical reaction, she was shocked in her heart, didn't she say night? During the day, shouldn't he be ...?

She pushed him hard, but was hugged tightly by him, unable to move, she frowned, "No worries ..." It was just that he hadn't screamed yet, and was drowned in his mouth.

At this moment, he seemed to be bothered, eagerly hugging her and turning her against the wall. The strength between his lips and teeth continued to increase. The temperature of the two skins rose sharply and became hot as if they were melting each other.

She was panting, and this familiar feeling reminded her of the first hot spring pool. He was sometimes tender and tempting, and she coaxed her to put down her precautions and walked into him for her step by step. The set traps eventually became his people. Looking back on it now, it's really so sweet and bitter.

At that time, she didn't know that he was using deception and was immersed in sweetness, and he didn't know that his gentleness was true, and he just wanted to make a plan. Therefore, there were all kinds of tribulations later. After her injury, she blocked her heart and ignored him. But he understood his own heart and let go of his feelings, and since then he devoted himself only to her.

From the moment he returned, it was doomed to be entangled between them. In Qingliang Lake, he came to save her life like a god; she chose to take her lead at the feast banquet; Fuliuyuan gave her a game of chess; the cliff of the hunting field blocked her poison arrow and ignored her. The wolves; outside the Temple of Xuande, she surrendered to his enemies for giving up the rivers and mountains that she hadn't readily available, shared humiliation with her, was chained through bones, and imprisoned for several days ... she couldn't imagine that such a proud man was How did it happen? To break his pride is even more cruel than to kill him! There is also the young white hair of the torture-like pain of night **** at the cost of a decade of loss of life ...

With a sore nose, tears ran down. Unconsciously, had he done so much for her? What would she do to repay his sea-like affection?

The crystal tears flowed down, Zongzheng was only worried that his lips were salty, and opened his eyes to see that she had tears on his face. He suddenly panicked, and stopped quickly, closing her open placket, and secretly hated his eagerness. He held her face in both hands, guilty and distressed in his eyes, a little flustered. For him, facing her tears was even more uncomfortable than facing millions of military blame. In the face of the latter two, he could not change his face and calmly, but her tears could easily defeat him, leaving him at a loss.

He wiped her tears constantly, panic, and hurriedly apologized: "Aman ... Aman, I'm sorry! I'm so anxious! Don't cry, I promise I won't force you anymore!"

He froze, seeing his face anxious, knowing that he had misunderstood, looking down at his hands eager to gather clothes for her, suddenly a little crying.

Seeing her lowering her head, Zong Zheng was more convinced that she was afraid of the house because of psychological shadows. He sighed in his heart, reached out to wipe her tears for her, and said gently: "It's all right, all right, don't be afraid."

His lowered eyes couldn't hide the sadness, and she didn't escape her eyes. She grabbed his arm, clasped his arms around his waist, raised her face, and bit her lip, trying to say that she wasn't because of his touching. She was in tears, but she was always an introvert. These words were always inexplicable. Her lips moved and she whispered, "No worries, me, I ..."