Chapter 158 Can You Hold My Hand?

The blend of red and orange, the rolling clouds in the sunset, splashed half of the sky with rich colors. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, it looked like a dreamlike oil painting.

The evening breeze, bringing with it a chill, brushed across the young emperor's soft cheeks. The hem of his luxurious black clothes swayed, and the man walked briskly back to Yu's study.

When the door opened, Minghe poured her a cup of hot tea as usual, considerately helping her get rid of the cold she had caught outside.

She dropped her eyelids, not knowing what to think. The heat wet her eyelashes. Neither she nor Minghe started having sex first.

She held the cup in both hands, but the temperature of the hot tea did not reach her palms through the porcelain cup.

The room seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and no one dared to break through it and face the endless abyss.

It was unknown how long it took before Minghe mustered up the courage to look at her drooping head.

"Have you dealt with the matter at Yujian Villa?"

There was a hint of sadness in his voice.

Jun Lin sipped his tea and finally looked up at him: "Well, it's done."

Then there was silence that made people cautious and restrained, not daring to take another step forward.

Minghe didn't know what to say to her. Even after an entire afternoon, his mind was still restless.

All the physical contacts in the past now carried an unclear smell when recalled, like the strongest liquor poured on the skin, its mellow fragrance leading people to sink continuously, and also making them feel hot, so that his whole body was covered with a thin layer of powder.

Minghe thought back to the white streak on her breast that he had seen at that time. What kind of injury was that? How could he be so stupid? He was so overwhelmed with shame that he could hardly bear the torment.

"The head of the family."

He could hardly bear it any longer.

Jun Lin looked at him seriously: "Hmm?"

That overflowing love clamored for him to be bolder, bolder. He should kiss her temples, kiss her cheeks, put his arms around her waist, and touch her forehead while expressing his restrained and unknown love to her.

The heat in his eyes was like a surging sea of ​​fire. Jun Lin watched it burn fiercely, and endured it to cool down. Finally, the almost clear sorrow disappeared, as if the heat that destroyed the world had never been there.

Minghe's heart seemed to be in pain and he cried helplessly. He pleaded in a low and hoarse voice, "Can you hold my hand?"

Jun Lin reached out his hand and clasped his right hand with his slender palm. The soothing warmth of his body was like poison that made Ming He feel like dying, but he couldn't help asking for more.

"Are you sad?"

She tried to comfort him in a soft and somewhat helpless voice.

Minghe had to admit that he was a coward who only dared to ask for hand holding in front of the girl he loved.

His remaining rationality told him to wait, not to let the surging waves of love engulf her, not to put her in a difficult position, and not to distract her from her fearless journey forward.

Then just wait a little longer.

He would tell her when she had fulfilled her dream.

It tells of all the forbearance and passion that she was ignorant of.

The man's gaze was so clear, wrapping her up so tightly that she didn't know what to do.

Ming He raised his lips softly: "I'm not sad, I'm just very happy. I'm very happy that the master of the family is willing to choose to believe me."

He raised his left hand that was hanging at his side, gently covered the eyes that always made his heart soften, and a kiss fell across the back of his hand, and no one knew.

When they kissed, even his eyelashes were trembling with tension. Minghe was a master of legalism and had always abided by the law. But now the defenses in his heart were collapsing step by step and his rationality was about to collapse.

He wanted to commit insubordination.

"What's wrong?"

Just as he was distracted, Jun Lin, whose vision was completely dark, asked in confusion. Ming He smiled and put down his hand, and sincerely praised: "The head of the family's women's clothing is very beautiful."

Jun Lin paused. The topic of gender was finally brought up.

She looked into Ming He's eyes with sincerity and concentration, her tone full of earnestness: "I don't want my gender to affect our relationship. At least please don't distance yourself from me on purpose."

"Minghe, I'll give you another chance to choose now. No matter what choice you make, I will pardon you."

The king once again issued a covenant of loyalty to his subjects.

"Would you like to assist an empress?"

"Will you help me get to the top?"

"Will you and I ..."

"I do."

Minghe's firm voice interrupted her halfway through her words.

There was a determination in the man's eyes that shocked Jun Lin.

The depth of their friendship made her wonder if she could handle it.

This time, Ming He took the initiative to hold her hand and walked forward, his tone full of helplessness: "Don't always ask me about this kind of thing. You know that without you, I wouldn't be who I am today."

"Is that so?"

Jun Lin narrowed his eyes and continued, "I know you understand the overall situation and know what to do to benefit me. I don't need to explain more to you about keeping secrets, but you have to understand that your gender will make me bear more burdens. Before I really announce it to the world, I need you to help me cover up."

Ming He nodded solemnly in agreement.

How could he not know that if Jun Lin hadn't trusted him, he would be just a dead body now.

Ming He suddenly felt his throat itchy, and tried his best not to offend her with his feelings.

How could he become the left prime minister at the age of twenty?

It was an opportunity given by Emperor Jing.

When he returned from his studies and his Legalist school was not valued, and he sought opportunities to realize his ambitions everywhere but was always rejected, it was Emperor Jing who extended a hand to him.

The one who trusted him, supported him despite all odds, and saved him from the brink of death was his master.

Hurry up, fulfill your dream quickly, so that my beautiful desire can be made public.

"By the way, someone will come to you with my ring. It's the lady of Yujian Villa. I plan to start with her and support her to become the first female official of Dajing."

Ming He naturally knew her plan, and the man responded gently: "Okay, I will carefully examine and train him. If necessary, I will need the head of the family to stabilize those ministers, and I will slowly promote this person to the court."

Jun Lin was happy: "Of course, leave the others to me."

They talked for a long time as if nothing had happened, until Minghe closed the door and walked out, running into Manhuang who had come to report the news.

Ming He stopped and stared at him with a sigh.

Man Huang was confused: "Lord Zuo Xiang?"

Minghe waved his hands helplessly: "Nothing."

It all started when the breast wrap was exposed, Jun Lin almost fell off his horse, and he accidentally hit the driver to save him.

Manhuang was completely confused and went in to find Junlin to report the latest news with blinking eyes.

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The three-day deadline is coming soon. Two hundred thousand troops are going to the Snow Region for support. Manhuang and Yanyu are about to set out with two generals of Jing State, while Junlin stays in Jing State Town to guard.

Two hundred thousand troops would make such a big noise, she was afraid that other countries would hear the news and attack Jing country when its military strength was weak, so she had to stay at home and guard it herself.

At this moment, she was giving careful instructions to the two people who were about to set off for the snowy area.

"The opponent is Zeguo. You may run into Ye Du. If you do, remember to check his mental state and condition."

They both nodded.

"Also, we must repel the Ze army this time, and tell the Lord of the Snow Region that I want to bring him, the defeated Ze country, and the other two countries together to sign a ceasefire treaty. We must buy at least one year."

Manhuang said solemnly: "Master, please rest assured. I will definitely defeat the enemy and complete the mission."

Yanyu's expression was also serious: "I will convey your wishes to the Lord of the Snow Region and will definitely buy time for you."

Jun Lin looked at the two extremely outstanding men in front of him, and the pride and relief in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

She patted Yanyu's shoulder comfortingly: "Remember to come back safely."

The young man smiled shyly and nodded.

Manhuang bent down and lowered his head, placing it in her palm. Junlin's eyes were soft: "Manhuang, too. This time, there are many dangers. You and Yanyu must be on your own and pay attention to safety."

Manhuang nodded vigorously.