The hot sunshine shone in, and Tan Sihan's face felt very hot. He turned sideways and stuffed his whole body into a soft body.
Jingchun felt movement on the person on her body and quickly opened her eyes. Seeing that Tan Sihan had no intention of getting up, she did not speak.
A pair of eyes squinted to admire the profile of the person in his arms,
The sleepy eyes, eyebrows, and eyebrows are all so long and relaxed, the bridge of the nose is slightly flat, and a little depression can be seen diagonally below, the lips are almost flat, the chin has a curvature, and the body is pure white.
Clothing, with a thin brocade quilt rolled up along the flesh line of the body,
The soft, delicate cotton is comfortable yet luxurious, making you look like an immortal.
Qin Sihan was so drowsy by the scorching eyes that she raised her hands to block her eyes, then patted them and said, "What are you looking at? Your master, I am not a snack. No matter how beautiful it is, can you still eat it?"
As he spoke, he helped the person sit up, and his hands silently slipped down.
He naturally knew who the person behind him was. His Majesty was very thick, not as thin as Jingchun. Even Bai Xi was rounder than him.
Naturally, it was the new Jings, or Yi Tao,
Although the sleeping mat used as a pillow was soft, it was also a little fleshy, so Tan Sihan sat up and moved his neck.
Jingchun was not used to Tan Sihan's teasing, so she collapsed and knelt on the ground and said: "This subordinate has made you unhappy, please punish me."
He knelt down with his body curled up, not daring to move at all. The numbness of being pressed all night made him feel uncomfortable when moving, but he did not dare to show it at all.
Qin Sihan sat up straightly and glanced at his flat forehead.
That look hung on his forehead, and Jingchun felt that the boredom of disdain for Jingqiu's slap yesterday that wasn't loud enough was waving to him.
Just when he was about to ask for blame again, Qin Sihan said, "Get up. I don't know how you learned it, but since you have learned it, serve me decently."
Jingchun hurriedly got up and responded, "Yes. I will serve you well."
Seeing that Tan Sihan was really not angry, he dared to secretly move his numb limbs.
Looking at the small margin, Qin Sihan knew that the whip he received yesterday was not in vain. He smelled it carefully and found that he still smelled of blood.
He smiled and said: "Stop standing stupidly, go find a chair with wheels and push me out to sit."
"Yes. Master, wait a moment."
Jingchun didn't dare to delay and hurriedly exited. The sound of footsteps coming and going made Zhang Xuan stunned.
"What's wrong, Master..."
Hearing Zhang Xuan's voice, Jingchun let out a long breath and relaxed a little, "It's okay, it's okay. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang." However, he did not stop moving to the side.
Uncle Wang had already brought all the things he had left in the ruined temple, so the wheelchair was relatively easy to find.
He came back in just a few breaths and was about to go in with his wheelchair in his arms. Zhang Xuan saw him hurriedly helping him.
"Sir, I'm tired," Jingchun said.
While talking, the two people had already entered.
Seeing that Qin Sihan was about to move, Jingchun stopped her and said, "I've offended you. I'm hugging you. The wound is so deep that it can easily open again."
Qin Sihan had no choice but to continue sitting.
Jingchun pushed the wheelchair, and Zhang Xuan took a look, helped him fix the wheelchair, and even held the handle a little.
Then they moved the people over,
Just as he was about to push the person out, Jingchun still said: "I'll find you a shawl."
"Look for one for Mr. Zhang," Qin Sihan was pushed by Zhang Xuan and looked at Jingchun's back to remind him.
"Yes, Master."
Qin Sihan didn't respond, admiring Zhang Xuan's bronze skin, and then arrived in the yard.
Zhang Xuan stopped the person in front of the table,
He flipped through the messy books on the table and said, "Where are the people?"
"Didn't you go get your clothes?" Zhang Xuan thought that Tan Sihan was asking about Jingchun.
After saying that, he also sat down.
Qin Sihan shook the thing in his hand and said, "I mean Your Majesty." Remembering that Zhang Xuan might not have seen him before, he added, "That old man yesterday."
Zhang Xuan was stunned.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, Young Master, are you saying that the person yesterday was your Majesty?" Zhang Xuan almost jumped up and looked at Tan Sihan with an innocent look on his face.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"I...I...Ignorance is not a crime, right." Zhang Xuan looked at himself up and down, and thought about many of his words last night. Finally, he found such a lame reason.
Qin Sihan laughed and said, "Don't worry, he's not here to put on airs, and he's not wearing a dragon robe. This is not a court, and he won't do anything to you. At most, he'll say you're disrespectful to the emperor and deduct a few taels of salary from you."
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Zhang Xuan reacted and nodded painfully.
Perhaps it was because the soundproofing was not good, but the emperor heard the two people's greetings and came out and said: "Han'er, what are you doing to scare people? How are you? How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
As he said that, Da Ma Jin Dao sat there with his eyes glued to Tan Sihan.
Zhang Xuan stood there, neither sitting nor standing.
Qin Sihan tugged at him and said, "It hurts my neck to sit down and talk upright. You don't need to treat him like an emperor, just treat him like an old father. He has too many courtiers."
Zhang Xuan sat down slowly, still feeling very uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, no one will know about my coming. Just pretend you don't know."
The emperor didn't care, picked up a book and read it, his words still broke the embarrassment.
Zhang Xuan nodded hesitantly. He found a ledger and buried himself in it, as if it didn't exist.
Jingchun came over, handed the shawl to the two of them, and then stood behind Tan Sihan.
"Your Majesty, remember to make up for the imperial edict when you come back. Don't come here and do nothing." Tan Sihan glanced at it twice, raised his head and continued.
The emperor found a yellow scroll in the pile, handed the jade seal to Qin Sihan and said, "Write whatever you want. Write as much as you want."
Zhang Xuan was stunned and said: "No wonder everyone says that Mr. Han is so favored."
It's not like he didn't react and made up for the imperial edict later. That means... he falsely passed on the imperial edict. The emperor didn't ask all the questions about such a disaster.
It doesn't work even if I stuff it with a roll, but it still comes in a hurry. It's nothing if it's not a pampering.
"People who are favored are always unscrupulous." Tan Sihan didn't care, found a brush and started filling it in.
"Unscrupulous! I didn't notice it. Look, he is as graceful and gentle as jade."
Zhang Xuan is helpless, he is not suitable to talk, how can this be a table of monarchs and ministers?
This is basically a collaboration between fans and idols, right?
I had no choice but to quietly stuff my head into the account with only half a fingernail left.
After noon, a group of people were drowsy. A man in a black robe ran in, panting. When he saw Jingchun beside Tan Sihan, he said as if he saw a life-saving straw, "Jing, Jingchun. Where is Brother Bo?