The Male God’s Favorable Impressions Are Difficult to Farm Chapter 45: City

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The Notre Dame of the Court Musician 03-04

Emperor Yun didn't care about how Fu Yin dealt with the jailer and the leader of the officers and soldiers who ordered Ye Junge to come in. The most urgent thing is to see Ye Junge.

"Baby, how do you feel?" Emperor Yun hugged him all the way back to the palace, gently placed the person on the dragon couch, grabbed his hand to prevent him from pressing his stomach, and gently Help him rub, "Is it better?"

Ye Junge shook his head weakly, tears that were already painful were about to shed. After seeing his lover, the panic caused by speculation and the grievance of being lonely in prison and enduring the pain immediately came up. I couldn't stop tears. Emperor Yun's heart ached, and he lowered his head and kissed his tears: "It's okay, it's okay, the doctor will come soon."

Cen Hexuan is still standing next to him vigilantly. He wants to separate the two but dare not. No matter how stupid he is, he knows that this is His Majesty the emperor. And depending on the master’s performance, the two have a good relationship, but... he remembers There is no intersection between the master and the emperor!

"It hurts..." Ye Junge gave a soft □□, rubbed his cheek, "You hug me..."

"Okay." Emperor Yun immediately agreed, carefully taking the person into his arms, hugging him with one hand, and rubbing his stomach with the other.

The anger surged in my heart, and he yelled at the door: "Why haven't the doctors come yet?!"

Luo Kangshun wiped his sweat and waited at the door. Hey, doctor, why haven't you come? Long live master will get angry if he doesn't come again.

It didn't take long, but it was a long time for the few people in the hall. After waiting for the imperial physician, the imperial physician hurriedly put down the medicine box and gave Ye Junge a pulse, and then methodically took out the pain-relieving pills for him to take.

"What's the matter?" Emperor Yun breathed a sigh of relief seeing Ye Junge no longer sweating in pain.

"The son has stomach problems because he is hungry all the time, and he has not eaten for several consecutive meals, so he suffers from abdominal pain. The son has a bad stomach and needs to be adjusted slowly. There are many taboos in future meals. Use decoction to nourish the stomach." The imperial physician saw that Emperor Yun was not looking good and did not dare to make a long discussion. He clarified the main points in a few sentences, and then said, "The son can't eat the food right away. He needs gruel to nurse him."

Emperor Yun nodded: "Go down."

The imperial doctor hurriedly promised, went down and wrote about the pharmacy and diet taboos, and then left in a hurry.

At present, the emperor is not a good-tempered person, and few people dare to stay near him all the time.

Emperor Yun suppressed his distress and spoke gently, for fear of disturbing the person in his arms: "Does it still hurt?"

Ye Junge didn't want to speak, and shook his head.

"It's my fault." Emperor Yun didn't use my claim to be. He didn't want to put on airs in front of this person. He felt that he was not qualified.

Ye Junge lowered his eyes, the pain just consumed too much energy, he is very tired now. Yesterday the whole night thought about things and didn't sleep. If it weren't for the pain, he would have fallen asleep. The stomach still aches, but it feels better than before.

"Are you hungry? Luo Kangshun has already been ordered by someone, and the porridge will come up soon." Emperor Yun wanted to talk to him, but he was afraid of disturbing him, and there was really nothing to say.

"Hmm."

He scratched his head and thought for a long time, then he suddenly took a look at Cen Hexuan who was staring at him, and his eyes lit up: "Baby, this boy..."

Ye Junge glanced at him and said exhaustedly: "He is my book boy, please arrange a room for him to rest. Also, he hasn't had a good meal for a long time. He is still a half-old child. Body."

Emperor Yun quickly agreed: "Don't worry. Luo Kangshun!"

"Hey!" Luo Kangshun personally led the people down. It seems that Long Live Lord is very unusual for that painter. He even let him go on the dragon bed. I am afraid that he will stay in the Hall of Supreme Harmony and wait for him. This little slave is a painter. Naturally, I can't neglect it.

Ye Junge has been recuperating in the palace for many days before his body gradually gets better. During this period, the gossip news that "the saint himself went to jail and took the crazy painter back to the palace" has spread throughout the capital, and the harem is not peaceful. All the imperial concubines are inquiring about the sacredness of this painter and how they can hold on to his majesty's heart. It's a pity that Emperor Yun had protected him too well. The Hall of Supreme Harmony was not a place where they could find out the news, and Ye Junge was lazy, staying in the house without going out, even the imperial concubine's hands could not get in.

The imperial concubine sits on the top and drinks tea leisurely. The concubines below have different expressions, some are anxious, and some are calm and comfortable.

"Sister noble concubine, aren't you in a hurry?" The concubine's sister Ruan Bi is naive, she is impatient.

"What's the use of being anxious? Didn't you see that your Majesty hid people in the Hall of Supreme Harmony? We can't do anything in a hurry." Cigarette wiped the corners of his mouth with the Sipa to block the ridicule Radian, this Ruan 嫔 is really stupid, if it weren't for being the noble concubine's sister, she would have been played to death a thousand times. Yan Yan didn't deal with her very well, so she couldn't see that there was a naive little girl in the palace, as if she was filthy herself.

"That person is not an ordinary person, but His Majesty personally went to take him back to the Hall of Supreme Harmony." Concubine Shu added indifferently.

The atmosphere changed a little for a while, and even the face of Concubine Zhuang, who has always been self-proclaimed calm and calm, looked a little ugly. In this palace, how can there really be any concubines who don't care about the emperor's grace? It's just a show.

But the concubine was still calm, she slowly put down the tea cup: "Okay, I didn't let you quarrel." She glanced at her sister, to be honest, the closest sister entered The palace will gradually become alienated. Who can bear to share his husband with others? In particular, the reason why this sister was sent in was that she was not favored as a concubine. Every time she saw this younger sister, she thought that she hadn't served the bed even once, and couldn't be more worried. Fortunately, none of the other concubines in the palace have served the bed, otherwise, who would listen to her nominal concubine?

Furthermore, this younger sister is so silly and cute. She stabbed her a lot. If the family had not repeatedly asked her to protect her younger sister, she would have wanted to give her up.

"No matter what, you still have to see someone before you know how to deal with him." Concubine Xian, the head of the concubine, said.

The imperial concubine is not in a hurry. She is a man who can't give birth to children.

De Concubine sneered: "What's the hurry, it's just a man. Without this man, would your Majesty come back to the harem? Maybe..." She didn't say any more, it was a delusion, she was not so stupid. Let's talk.

This time the imperial concubine's complexion is also hard to look. If your Majesty really likes men... Didn't you see a musician surnamed Jiang that pleases your Majesty?

Defei was the only one who agreed with the emperor's love of men. It was not that she didn't care, but that she had made it clear that she was disgusted by Emperor Yun, but because of the family behind her, Emperor Yun didn't take care of her.

The concubines gathered together without discussing any useful means, and everyone left angrily.

Ye Junge monitored them through 004, and originally planned to see how they wanted to attack him, but it ended up like this. He rolled his eyes boringly, and these women were really useless.

Ye Junge has been a bit bored these past few days. He was raised by Emperor Yun like a porcelain doll. For fear of something, he was not allowed to step out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, as if there was a monster outside that could eat people. of. Ye Junge, who was really bored, decided to go to the study to find some books.

The Hall of Supreme Harmony is the emperor’s bedroom, connected to the Taiqing Hall in the former dynasty, where the emperor’s office was located. The study room of the Taiqing Hall is the Imperial Study Room, where Emperor Yun approves the memorials. The study room of the Hall of Supreme Harmony is only for recreation, so there is nothing to avoid.

Ye Junge was followed by the little eunuch. Emperor Yun said that his book boy had been taken to learn the rules, so he hadn't seen it these days. Instead, he was assigned an eunuch.

Ye Junge went into the study and saw the big desk in the middle with a picture spread out on it. Ye Junge walked over and took a look. The flowers inside were what he looked like before. This picture seems familiar.

Ye Junge looked at the master's clothes, then looked at what he was wearing, exactly the same.

His current clothes are naturally not given by the system, but Emperor Yun ordered them to make them according to the style of his clothes. The fabrics and embroideries used are all top-notch ones, and they are ready to be delivered day and night. , Just to please the emperor's sweetheart. No matter how good the fabric is, it is no better than the real clothes of the painting master.

The painting is no longer what it looked like when only the son of God had no facial features. In the past few days, Emperor Yun has already painted his face.

Ye Junge was suddenly intrigued, and wanted to add his man as well, so he just painted his original appearance.

Ye Junge asked the little **** to grind, then lifted the brush, thinking about how to write.

The person in my memory is always very obedient, what he says is what he says, with a respectful and humble look, I didn't expect such a thought in my heart.

Ye Junge chuckles, in fact, he is a little proud of what is going on? Shouldn't he be angry with him for deceiving his master and destroying his ancestor?

He picked up a pen and added a figure of a man behind the person in the painting, not as a small adult in his memory, but as a man who has really grown up to be a man, he seems to be able to grab the banished immortal in front of him with a hand. Into the arms.

Ye Junge was very careful when he painted the facial features, for fear that he would make a wrong stroke, because the person's appearance in his memory is a bit blurred, and the painting is not smooth. Ye Junge paused when he drew his eyes. What kind of look did he look like?

In my memory, I don’t seem to have seen the other person’s eyes. Every time he lowered his eyes and stood there respectfully. He didn’t know why he was too lazy to explore before, but now that I think about it, I’m afraid that the eyes should leak. thought.

After Ye Junge figured it out, he drew a pair of loving eyes very smoothly, and his dark and deep eyes stared at the person in front of him closely, as if to engrave him into them. Ye Junge also painted his own small reflection in his pupils.

I looked with satisfaction, put down the pen, and waited for the ink to dry by itself.

The little **** didn’t dare to look at it with a glance, and quickly lowered his eyes in fright. The man on the painting didn’t know who it was, but anyone with eyes could tell that the man on the painting was facing the person in the painting. His mind, but that man is not your majesty. If your majesty knew...

Ye Junge turned away happily after putting down the pen, he was going to the Taiqing Palace to find him a man.

Ye Junge suddenly remembered that his own palace is called Taiqing Palace. This coincidence is really pleasant.

Luo Kangshun stayed outside the door, saw Ye Junge from a distance, and greeted him embarrassedly: "Hey, son, you are not coincidentally, your majesty is really dealing with the memorial inside. At this time, no one is allowed to go in and disturb. You see ...?"

Ye Junge glanced at him: "Oh."

Then continue walking inside, Luo Kangshun's head is getting bigger, why doesn't this person listen to me!

I couldn't stop Ye Junge, so I could only watch him enter the imperial study room, shrinking his neck and waiting for him to be murdered. You must know that even the previous Jiang Musician could not enter. Not right, Master Jiang Yue couldn't even come to the front hall, this one was much better than him.

However, the fact is that Ye Junge stayed inside peacefully, not only that, but one of them was very happy to interrupt him.

Ye Junge walked slowly inside.

After hearing the movement, Emperor Yun threw a memorial irritably: "Didn't you let you in?!"

"Really?" Ye Junge asked indifferently, "Have you told me that you are not allowed to come in? That's fine, I'll leave."

Emperor Yun was angry when he heard the words, who is so arrogant? Just like his baby...wait...

"No! Baby, I didn't forbid you to come." Emperor Yun hurriedly got up and ran over, holding the person in his arms, "I told them, I didn't say you, I didn't say you, Don't be angry."

"Huh." Ye Junge twitched his ears, "What's wrong with you?"

Yun Di obediently let him pull and apologize: "I was wrong, baby, you can come whenever you want, I like to see you."

Is this guy after lighting up his sweet talk skills in his previous life, has he been able to teach himself without a teacher in his life? Ye Junge rolled his eyes and didn't want to ignore him.

"Baby, why are you here? Did you miss me?"

Ye Junge smiled rather than smiled: "Yeah, I want to beat you up."

..._(:3」∠)_Okay.

Ye Junge laughed at him like this: "Yes, I miss you, I think..." He tiptoed up and whispered in his ear: "I want you..."

Emperor Yun hugged his arm tightly, and said with difficulty: "But your health is not good..."

"It's alright." Ye Junge stretched out his hand and started picking up his clothes. He had had enough of being a porcelain doll all day long.

After some*, Ye Junge lay in his arms and poked his pectoral muscles and asked: "There are so many women in your harem, which one feels the most when up there?"

"I haven't been to them." After Yundi answered the question, he found out that his wife asked some questions, and he was immediately excited, "Baby, are you jealous?!"

Ye Junge bit him severely: "You are jealous! What do you want so many women for?"

"I..." Emperor Yun was a little weak, "In order to balance the court, you know, the harem and the former court are closely related..."

Hehe. Ye Junge doesn't care: "When will you dismiss them?"

"Uh... baby, shall we talk about another topic?"

Ye Junge withdrew from his arms: "Oh? You said to change one?"

"No..." Emperor Yun was sweating cold on his forehead. After that, the baby was angry.

Ye Junge stood up on his feet. This body is indeed very weak, but only once, and he can't stand it anymore. He has weak legs and can only barely stop. Picking up the clothes from the ground and putting them on, pushed away the hand that Emperor Yun wanted to help, and gave him a faint look: "Go and fall in love with your three thousand harem." Then he turned his head and walked outside.

His steps are very slow, and the sore waist and the slight pain behind him make him unable to walk fast at all, but Emperor Yun dare not come forward. He was frightened by Ye Junge’s eyes just now and could only stay Watch him leave in place.

Ye Junge returned to the Hall of Supreme Harmony with difficulty and asked the little **** to prepare clothes. He went to the Tangchi of Hall of Supreme Harmony to take a bath, put on clean clothes, and fell asleep directly into the dragon bed.

Emperor Yun came back very late. After Ye Junge left, he absently processed the memorial and it was already very late. After hurriedly taking a bath, he came to the bedroom and watched Ye Junge's sleeping position with his back to the door, carefully going to bed.

Ye Junge was awakened by him, turned around and kicked him: "Get off."

Ye Junge was stunned suddenly, he was in a daze, remembering that he was like this before, and he could wake up with a little movement, but later under the care of his man, at least when he fell asleep, he would not be disturbed no matter how he moved. Woke up, but now, he changed back to his original appearance. It seems that since...the last time his man was killed by a stowaways, he has changed back to being so vigilant.

The lover will also have an accident. He originally thought that the lover would be with him forever.

Emperor Yun looked at him bitterly, Ye Junge was in a daze, but he looked unmoved.

"Baby, I have nowhere to go..."

"Don't you have so many concubines? They can be happy to go wherever they go." Ye Junge didn't return to his senses, but he paled when he heard the question.

The kicking action just got to the back, and it hurts his whole body.

Actually, Ye Junge is very thin and weak. Ye Junge himself is tired and too lazy to use his mental power, so he can’t kick Yundi out of bed at all, but Yundi is not sure what he thinks. Look at his pair. She looked pale and stared at herself, distressed and soft, and left obediently.

When Ye Junge returned to God, Emperor Yun was no longer in the sleeping hall.

The other party obviously left according to his own will, but he didn't feel the slightest joy. Ye Junge suddenly felt empty and sad. He felt that his lover didn't care about himself as much as he thought. In this life, he cares more about whether his throne is stable. This is something he has never done before. He has always regarded himself as the most precious treasure. Nothing can be more important than himself.

Ye Junge grasped the quilt and tightened his hand, pulling out the wrinkles of the smooth satin surface.

The night is long, and neither of them has the intention to sleep.

When the daylight came, Ye Junge fell asleep. He was already very tired after doing it once during the day. He stayed up again and developed a low-grade fever.

On the other side, Emperor Yun stayed in the study room of the Hall of Supreme Harmony all night and didn't sleep all night.

He stared at the portrait on the table. He didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't know who the extra man was in the painting, but he seemed familiar.

Emperor Yun was a little jealous. No one dared to move the things here except the baby. The man in the painting was painted by the baby, but the baby did not paint him. Instead, he painted a man he didn't know. Babe just drove him out. Does Babe love not him but others?

Thinking of this speculation, Emperor Yun couldn't help but want to do something extreme. He wanted to tear up the painting.

He clenched the palm of his hand tightly, no, there is a baby on the painting, it cannot be torn, and he faintly does not want to ruin the painting, even if it is the man inside, he has a hunch, ruining the portrait he will regret later of. What's more, this is a painting done by him and Babe...

During five shifts, Luo Kangshun reminded him that he was going to the morning court. Emperor Yun dullly digested his words for a while, and finally nodded, remembering that Luo Kangshun couldn't see at the door, so he called him in and waited.

When he finished washing and heading to the Chaoyang Temple, Emperor Yun couldn't help turning around to look at Ye Junge first.

Ye Junge fell asleep facing the door, but Emperor Yun didn't wake him up when he walked in. His face was a little scary, and his breath was unstable.

Emperor Yun was taken aback, touched his face, and felt wrong again, touched his forehead, feeling a little hot.

"Baby?" Emperor Yun pushed him, but didn't wake up.

In an instant, Emperor Yun's face became very ugly: "Go call the emperor!"

Luo Kangshun didn't care about calling the little **** when he heard that, he trot to the hospital to find the **** himself.

Ye Junge had a fever. He had a fever for a long time. From a low-grade fever to a high-grade fever, the whole person was in a daze for several days, so that Emperor Yun almost drove him to the hospital.

When he finally got awake from illness, Emperor Yun quickly took him into his arms, hugged him tightly, and said repeatedly: "You scared me to death, you scared me to death baby."

Ye Junge still squinted a little, wondering what happened.

I seemed to have a long dream during the illness. It was also kidnapped by 004 to complete missions in various worlds, but the time when he was kidnapped was not the same. It was after he was ascended to cross the catastrophe, at that time he just finished the catastrophe. , Was very weak, and was kidnapped by 004. The mission world he experienced later was very difficult. It was very difficult for him to complete the mission. He could feel that his soul power was getting weaker and weaker. In the end, he didn't know what happened. Suddenly a major error occurred in 004, the entire program crashed, and his host, who was closely connected with 004, was also impaired and lost.

The scene in the dream is very hazy, especially after waking up, it is even more difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Ye Junge laughed at the fact that he had been ridiculed by previous guesses, and he could even dream of such a scene in a dream.

Just leave this dream aside and don't think about it, and soon forget it.

"Baby? Babe, can you hear me?" Maybe Ye Junge was in a daze for a long time, and Emperor Yun was worried.

Ye Junge recovered: "Huh?"

Yundi breathed a sigh of relief: "What was thinking of just now? It scared me to death."

"I just thought about the dream I had before, and had a long dream."

"What dream did you have?" I don't know why, Emperor Yun is suddenly very attached to this question, even he doesn't know the reason.

Ye Junge was taken aback, thinking for a long time, and finally shook his head regretfully: "I don't remember."

"Oh." Emperor Yun didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief or regret, his heart was mixed.

"What's wrong with me?" Ye Junge noticed a medicinal smell in the air, and his body was sticky, except for a lot of sweat.

"You have a fever and slept for many days." I almost thought you couldn't wake up. Fortunately, you woke up. Emperor Yun hugged him tighter, making him a little uncomfortable.

"It hurts."

Emperor Yun relaxed a bit quickly and apologized again and again.

Ye Junge slept and figured it out, nothing more, maybe he has some difficulties. Although I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Ye Junge, who has never been considerate of others, finally learned to think from the perspective of the other person.

Emperor Yun couldn’t explain to him that a country was weighing heavily on him, but he didn’t go to court for a few days because of Ye Junge’s illness. It was already at the limit. He couldn’t often To accompany Ye Junge, he must handle the things he pulled down before.

Ye Junge lay bored on the soft couch, flipping through the notebook at will, but actually didn't even look into it.

I was left out again.

Ye Junge was still a little unhappy even after he didn't care. Having had two sicknesses, I feel a lot more vulnerable, and every day I want to be with my lover.

After Emperor Yun finally handled the government, he accompanied Ye Junge to read in the study.

Emperor Yun suddenly remembered the painting he had seen before, and asked Ye Junge who the man was in the painting. Although he didn't dare to be too strong, his expression was questioning.

Ye Junge was speechless, his lover pointed to the portrait of the previous life and asked himself who this adulterer was, how should he answer?

Feng Shui turns around. In the urban world before, Ye Junge deliberately questioned Bai Mu by pointing to his portrait. At that time, Bai Mu was almost exhausted by him. Now it's his lover's turn to question himself. But he didn't know how to answer.

"That's you." Ye Junge decided to tell the truth, "It's you from the previous life. Do you believe it?"

Emperor Yun was stunned, Ye Junge's expression was too solemn, he couldn't say that the other party was lying to him.

"I believe." I believe everything you say.

So Emperor Yun hugged Ye Junge and silly with the portrait alone: ​​"My dear, are we destined for life?"

Ye Junge did not despise him for the first time, but nodded with a chuckle: "Yes, you are mine for generations to come."

"You are mine too." Emperor Yun gave him a hard kiss and rubbed his cheek. "It's great, baby, shall we draw a portrait of this life? I will draw you, you draw Me."

Ye Junge nodded: "Okay, you draw first."

Emperor Yun happily picked up the pen and started painting. Ye Junge grinded him and looked at him intently. He was fascinated. He couldn't help but kissed his face, in exchange for him with a pure smile. Looking back one by one.

"Don't worry, baby, you will be done soon."

"Yeah." Ye Junge smiled, and looked at the painting. He was in the same way he looked up and kissed just now.

There is a string of black lines on Ye Junge's forehead. That's enough, this guy.

"Okay." Yundi happily offered the writing brush, looking at him expectantly.

Ye Junge took the pen and started to paint. Forget it, let's meet this guy's wish occasionally.

The two people in the painting are cuddling each other. The smaller man raises his head and kisses the tall man’s cheek. The tall man has a happy smile on his face, and his eyes are staring at the person in his arms, full of spoiling , A solemn imperial attire made him more domineering and natural, making the angular and determined face even more invisible.

Emperor Yun is very satisfied. Although his baby has a stronger aura than him, it is clear that he is the husband. Of course he needs to be more aggressive in the portrait.

Ye Junge always knows how to satisfy this poorly demanding guy. Sometimes, he loves his lover himself, but he feels distressed. It is impossible for him to retreat everywhere and converge his aura.

It has been nearly a month since Ye Junge came to the palace, but in this month, let alone a mission, the protagonist has never seen it once. On the way to the imperial study room, I met the protagonist Gong Chen Wang. This Chen Wang really did not do his job. He had nothing to do all day long, and he wandered around. Previously, I went to hook up the protagonist, but later discovered that Emperor Yun had a new love, so he ran to molest Ye Junge.

Every time Ye Junge meets him, 004 will release a random task of slapping face, letting Ye Junge use his powerful tongue to stimulate him.

"Oh~Isn't this Mr. Wen?" Wang Chen held a fan and shook it, pretending to be romantic, very awkward.

The original host of Ye Junge was Wen Mozhi, but he was not used to this name, so he didn't hear it.

"Master Wen." Wang Chen stretched out his arms and closed the fan with one hand to stop Ye Junge, "Why is Master Wen so ruthless? This king says hello to you and ignores you."

Ye Junge glanced at him: "Who are you?"

"..." Wang Chen gritted his teeth and continued to smile, "It turns out that Master Wen doesn't know this king, the younger brother of this king's current sage, Wang Chen."

Ye Junge nodded: "Oh, can you let go? You are in the way."

"..." Wang Chen took a deep breath, but he wanted to calm down, "I don't know where Master Wen is going in a hurry?"

It's about your ass. "I'm going to see Your Majesty. Are we two familiar?"

Wang Chen was taken aback, and shook his head blankly: "I'm not familiar with it."

"Then why do you look familiar? What should I do if people misunderstand? I don't want to be passed on as'His Royal Highness's new favorite'." Who knows how many confidantes you have? .

The King Chen squeezed the fan tightly. Why did this guy speak so much: "The king's private life is very careful."

"Hehe." Ye Junge declined to comment, "Then your Highness can let go?"

"..." Why do you think you disagree? Wang Chen gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "It's my king who disturbed me."

"Well, you know it." Ye Junge glanced at him, pushed away the fan and walked forward. Behind him was Cen Hexuan, who had finally learned the rules, holding back his internal injuries.

[Ding! Completed the random task "Slap Face", reward contribution value 300]

Ye Junge recalled the scene when he met him, and couldn't help but sigh that this prince was so stupid, so no wonder he couldn't match his man.

"What are you thinking?" Emperor Yun finished processing the memorial at hand, and turned his head to see that Ye Junge was in a daze again. He was in a daze from time to time these days and didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Junge came back to his senses: "Well, I am thinking about your brother."

"What's wrong with him?" When he mentions this brother, Emperor Yun doesn't have a good face. Also, who would like a guy who always fights against him?

"He wants to hook me up." Ye Junge took a sip from the difference that Emperor Yun had drunk. "It's really annoying to be a self-cooked look."

Yundi breathed a sigh of relief, it's fine if his baby is not deceived by him.

"Is that guy sick?" Ye Junge put down the tea cup.

Yun Di took it and took a sip: "What?"

"He is a narcissist." Ye Junge blinked, "I always think he looks more attractive."

"..." Emperor Yun felt that he was speechless, as if it was indeed the case. Was his brother sick?

"Forget about him." Ye Junge had originally sat on his lap obediently and watched him criticize the memorial, but now he changed his posture, with his legs apart, sitting face to face on his lap, with his hands ringing under his armpits. Go over and hug him by the back and press his face against his shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Emperor Yun's heart moved, this posture is simply too convenient.

Ye Junge raised his head slightly to stare at him. He had studied it, and from this perspective, he looked the most affectionate in the eyes of the other party.

"I want to play in Shangyi Ju."

Emperor Yun was taken aback for a moment: "Shang Yi Ju? That's not Sile's? Where are you a painter doing?"

Ye Junge hum: "Do you think I can only paint? I'm good at piano and flute, OK?"

Ye Junge remembered that the reason why he was playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting was that the guy in front of him always used excuses to drag him up so quickly. He himself didn't plan to ascend so quickly. Since the little apprentice couldn't bear himself, he slowed down according to his intentions, and took his free time to do other things. Thinking about it now, this guy must be premeditated. If he soars, he won't be able to see himself, so he found so many excuses to drag his cultivation.

Emperor Yun smiled awkwardly, he didn't even know that his baby was so good.

"But wherever you go, you will be wronged. There are musicians over there and they will exclude you."

Ye Junge raised his eyebrows: "Isn't there still you? I have you to cover them and dare to give me a face?"

Emperor Yun thought about it, too, but he really didn't want his baby to leave him so far.

"I don't care, I'm going to play, I am bored all day long, you are busy with your government affairs, and you don't have time to talk to me."

Emperor Yun was a little embarrassed. He remembered his unwillingness to dismiss the harem for the sake of the stability of the court. He felt a little guilty. It was indeed that he was sorry for him, so he had to reluctantly agreed to his request.

Ye Junge curled his lips slightly, and he knew this trick worked.