Overnight, the lights in countless places were kept on all night long, and many people were gnashing their teeth in hatred for the culprit who caused this storm, and how many people were tossing and turning without sleep.
Cui Weizhen, who was at the center of the turmoil, was suddenly unaware. He slept in the fragrance and warmth of the brocade tent with his newlywed wife. He had a sweet dream. When he woke up in the morning, he was still energetic and not tired.
Ye Zhenzhen was sleeping in a daze. When she noticed that the person around her was leaving, she instinctively reached out and pulled her hand. Cui Weizhen gently held her hand and stuffed it into the quilt, then tucked the corner of the quilt and whispered: "Sleep."
Well, I should go to court in the morning."
Ye Zhenzhen reluctantly opened her eyes and took a look. The weak candlelight diffused over, softening the man's angular features, revealing a gentle and soft warmth. His dark eyes were like spring lake water, rippling.
There are layers of warm ripples, although they don’t show their beauty, they are enough to move people’s hearts.
The memories of last night came like a storm. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but blush. Her voice was soft and glutinous, and the end of it unconsciously took on a coquettish tone: "Come back early, I'll wait for you at home."
There were still traces of last night on her body, her face was as crimson as the sunset, and her starry eyes were as misty as spring water. Cui Weizhen was indulged in it for a while and couldn't forget to leave.
It wasn't until her body became cold that Ye Zhenzhen suddenly reacted and quickly pushed the person on her body: "No, it's time for you to go to court."
Cui Weizhen didn't move at all, but left a bite mark on her collarbone. His voice was extremely hoarse: "Don't rush, it's still early."
It’s also when love is at its strongest, and there is a moment of greed for pleasure.
Ye Zhenzhen fell into a deep sleep, and Cui Weizhen got up again to freshen up, but it was too late to have breakfast, so he hurriedly rode a BMW Hongyun to the court.
Today is not a large court meeting. Cui Weizhen is only in charge of the office of the Sixth Rank Household Department and has no right to go to court to discuss affairs with other ministers. But today he was ordered to defend himself in the morning court, so naturally he has a place in the Jinluan Hall.
As soon as the eunuch serving in the Jinluan Hall saw him, he immediately led him to the last seat of the civil servants. After receiving a thank you from the other party, he left feeling flattered.
The ministers and princes attending the morning court today have almost arrived. Among the mature and solemn faces in the court, the handsome Master Cui looks too young, but no one dares to ignore his weight. After all, today's storm is all because of him.
rise.
The little eunuch couldn't help but glance at Master Cui who was sitting upright, and secretly sighed in his heart. He was indeed His Majesty's favorite minister. This demeanor of not being angry and self-respecting was enough to be intimidating. He didn't know that Master Cui secretly,
Are you also so unsmiling?
Others only thought that Cui Weizhen, who had a serious face, was preparing drafts for the upcoming defense, and did not dare to disturb him for a while. Only Cui Weizhen knew that he was not worried about the court proceedings, but that he was just thinking about his wife and children at home.
Sons and daughters love each other long while heroes are short-tempered, that's all.
Fortunately, the silent whip for the emperor's arrival was sounded in time. Cui Weizhen suppressed the inappropriate thoughts in his mind and stood solemnly with the ministers to welcome the emperor. After shouting "Long live", Emperor Xuanwu on the throne waved his long arm and said lightly:
"My beloved lords, please sit down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
The ministers sat down, and the eunuch in charge of ceremony came out and shouted: "If you have the foundation, start the memorial, but if you don't have the foundation, withdraw from the court."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Cui Weizhen in unison.
Cui Weizhen's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly stood up and went out: "Your Majesty, I have something to report to you."
The emperor's majestic voice sounded in the Jinluan Palace: "Yes."