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    My love is more real than the country (62)

    Zhou Min didn’t speak, she just snuggled into his arms, hugging his waist tightly through the thin quilt, feeling his body stiffen briefly, and then relaxed, and then gently wrapped his hand around her back, stroking her like a feather every time.

    “I will protect you. This promise is always valid.” The decisive words came softly from his arms, but Yan Sui’s hand paused slightly.

    Neither of the two people hugging each other said anything, they just closed their eyes and rested.

    From that day on, Yan Sui became busy. Except for going to court, Zhou Min couldn’t see him the rest of the time. Because of the refugee issue, Zhou Min felt that something was constantly changing in the air every time he went to court. Several ministers looked at Yan Sui like a poisoned sword and wished they could deal with it quickly.

    Zhou Min never left her daily copybooks unused. Perhaps it was true that strict masters gave birth to great disciples. Zhou Min’s handwriting began to improve, but it became more and more like Yan Sui’s handwriting. This was also the result of her deliberate efforts, because Yan Sui’s handwriting was really beautiful…

    In late spring, Huangcheng likes to rain occasionally.

    Listening to the crisp sound of rain hitting the eaves outside, Zhou Min lay on the soft floor in the side hall of the imperial study, sleeping on his side. There was a stack of unread memorials on the small table beside him. At this time, Zhou Min put one hand under his head and held the memorial in the other. He planned to take a nap, but ended up sleeping until the third quarter of the afternoon.

    After waking up, I looked at the increasingly heavy rain outside the window. After a while, I slowly sat up, but I was still stupid.

    Someone offered her tea, and when she was about to take it, she realized that the person was Yan Sui.

    “Asui?!” Zhou Min exclaimed in surprise, as if a little surprised that at this time, he was not in a suburban refugee camp but here.

    The person who was supposed to be the invisible dragon suddenly appeared, and Zhou Min couldn’t help but guess the meaning of his legacy today.

    Yan Sui naturally held the teacup to feed her tea, and asked in a low voice, “During this period, Your Majesty seems to be very sleepy? I remember that the favor I originally planned to give to Your Majesty last night was shelved because His Majesty fell asleep halfway, right? Then why is Your Majesty still so tired?”

    Zhou Min choked on his nose after taking a sip of tea and kept coughing.

    Yan Sui put the tea cup on the small table aside, sat next to her, looked at her with a half-smile, and then looked at the scarlet calligraphy on the memorial, “Your Majesty’s calligraphy, I haven’t seen it for a few days, is really impressive. It can ward off evil spirits.”

    To round the corner, isn’t it better to change the cat crawling to the ghost drawing talisman?!

    Zhou Min simply didn’t want to talk to him. She turned around in anger, thought of something again, and asked, “By the way, shouldn’t you be in the refugee camp at this time? Why are you in the palace?”

    Yan Sui lowered his head and smiled, then took off his shoes and put them on his shoes. “The heavy rain hindered the original plan, and I thought that it had been many days since I had been driving for His Majesty, so I changed my itinerary temporarily. Who knew that as soon as I entered the palace, I saw that His Majesty was very leisurely. He lived a leisurely and comfortable life without ministers.” Youdao said, “By the way, Mr. Ke, the Grand Scholar of the Imperial Palace, recommended a staff member to me today.”

    Zhou Min hurriedly moved into the cave and gave him half the space. He asked with some surprise, “Who did Ke Youfang recommend to you?”

    “Your Majesty seems to have a lot of opinions on Taifu Nianyou and Grand Scholar Ke Youfang recently…” Yan Sui smiled slightly, looked at her and said, “What did they do wrong and accidentally stepped on His Majesty’s sore foot?”

    “Opinions don’t count, I just don’t want to see them.” In response to Yan Sui’s probing, Zhou Min practiced Tai Chi. She couldn’t let Yan Sui know yet. She had already discovered that the two people were from the Xian Wang. Otherwise, she would have gotten wind of the people who both An Ge and he had missed for a while.

    Can’t help but make people doubt something…

    “Since Your Majesty doesn’t want to tell me, let’s forget it.” Yan Sui looked at Zhou Min and smiled nonchalantly, but the smile was fake and Zhou Min was no longer able to comment on his increasingly careless performance.

    “It’s not that you don’t want to tell me, it’s just intuition! There is a kind of person in this world. When you see her, you feel disgusted and disgusted for no reason… Ke Youfang and Nian You are like this. I didn’t realize it before, but recently, these two women, standing there, make me upset… always want to cause them trouble! Maybe it’s the magnetic field!”

    “Magnetic field?!” Yan Sui looked at Zhou Min strangely. Just as he was about to say something, Eunuch Qin’s words suddenly came in from outside the palace.

    “Your Majesty, Mr. Ruan Gui wants to see you.”

    “Ruan Guijun?!” Zhou Min looked a little confused. Originally, he didn’t know which Java country he had thrown this name into, but today, it was mentioned in the court, and he couldn’t help but have an impression.

    Ruan Haoyu!In the end, this memory will help Yan Sui gain power and successfully become a man inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!

    Why did he come to her suddenly?If the right minister Ruan Lan hadn’t suddenly mentioned her son today, she would have almost forgotten that Ruan Haoyu was once a man in her harem.

    This was the number one figure in the Northern Yan Dynasty in the new era who was no less vicious and vicious than Yan Sui.

    People are divided into groups, and in physics, those people are talking about Ruan Haoyu and Yan Sui!

    When Yan Sui heard Ruan Haoyu’s name again, he just happened to rest his head on Zhou Min’s lap, which was about to get up. He faced inward, closed his eyes and pretended to rest, but a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

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