Zhang Xiangyang and others all lowered their heads and said respectfully: "The Queen."

Tang Lin walked in and said, "You should call me the same as before, I'm not used to it." At this point, she put the hot tea in front of Yu Shengjun, "The emperor didn't sleep much last night, for fear that he would be sleepy.

I have prepared a cup of hot tea for the Emperor, please drink it while it is still hot."

Yu Shengjun smiled heart-warmingly, "Thank you, my dear concubine," he picked up the tea cup, touched the rim of the cup lightly with the lid, and then took a sip.

Tang Lin glanced at the guards, "Why don't you see Shao Qi and An Ye Anze?"

Lu Yitang reported back: "Anye Anze escorted Mu Dongfang's family back to southern Sichuan, and Shao Qi went to hand over military affairs to General Zhenguo."

Yu Shengjun put down the tea cup and said indifferently: "If you have nothing to do, just step aside first. By the way, the wives you read about here are all friends of the queen. Let them come to the prince and princess's 100-day banquet tonight.

Come participate.”

"Thank you, master. I will take my leave."

The guards left, and An Lin closed the door of the imperial study.

Yu Shengjun continued to drink tea.

Tang Lin randomly picked up a booklet and opened it to read. The contents were all about civil disasters.

Yu Shengjun put down the tea cup. When Tang Lin looked at her seriously, he took her body and pulled her gently into his arms. She sat sideways on him and said, "Lin Lin."

She sat firmly in his arms, resting her head on one of his shoulders, looking at Zhezi, and responded softly, "Huh?"

He hugged her and looked at one place, "It's okay, I just want to hold you like this."

She put the folder back on the table and looked up, just as he looked down, their lips almost touched each other.

Her breathing became faster involuntarily, and she put one hand on his neck, closed her eyes, and covered his two cold bodies, but he sank deeper and deeper, trying to take away her breath completely.

When she was suffocating, he suddenly let her go, then held her tightly in his arms, panting to control the restlessness in his body, and said: "You have just recovered, I can't do this to you."

Tang Lin buried her head in his arms, closed her eyes with peace of mind, and felt the rhythmless, beating heart in his chest. This was the strongest heart she had ever found, and the beating frequency had reached the edge of danger.

, but nothing happened to him.

She drew boring circles on his bright yellow dragon robe, and said softly with a hint of distress: "Junjun, it's okay with me."

Even though he was separated by clothes, the faint heat between her fingers could reach his heart, and it soon became hot, like an overwhelming flame, flowing throughout his body.

She was able to burn him and devour his reason so easily.
Chapter completed!