Chapter 36 This is a wild

Chatting with Manhuang during the leisure time at dinner is her most relaxing time.

All the problems that had accumulated over the past five years were suddenly placed on the slender shoulders of this emperor. All the officials hoped that she would be bent and crushed, or even better, die suddenly one day, so that they would not have to worry about losing their heads every day.

But she refused.

She would break their unrealistic fantasies, shoulder this broken country step by step, and chop off the heads of corrupt officials step by step.

But I was too tired and my brain was working non-stop.

After returning to the palace, he kept Bingwen as a clue, arranged for Shen Sinian to investigate the affairs of southern Xinjiang, thought about how to boost the economy, ordered people to investigate the evidence of the officials' evil deeds, thought about the reform with Minghe in Wenyuan Pavilion, met with Ye Du and Tang Qianqian, guarded against Yujian Villa, and tried to put them under house arrest to make chips, etc.

She was never idle for a moment.

After finishing her meal, Jun Lin yawned, tears welling up in her eyes. She called out softly, "Manhuang."

The man sitting opposite her got up and sat down next to her.

"Call me when it gets dark."

She leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder, her long eyelashes as beautiful as butterfly wings closed, and sleepiness made her fall asleep in almost an instant.

Banhuang's muscles were so tense that they hurt. He began to think about how to relax his body and mind. The big guy really slowed down his breathing and adjusted himself. When the tension dissipated and his muscles relaxed, he grinned.

This way the Lord will sleep more comfortably.

He tilted his head to look at her. Her sleeping face was still extremely beautiful, but without the heroism and rebelliousness that she had during the day, and instead looked more peaceful and gentle.

Manhuang knew how tired she was, but he was frustrated that he couldn't help her, and he was often so anxious that he frowned.

The red-orange sunset was like a broken neon light, shining into the square through an open door. Manhuang looked up and suddenly felt that time seemed to slow down.

When I am with the Lord, my heart is always peaceful and happy.

He thought about it, the corners of his mouth straightened due to nervousness, and he carefully put his muscular arms around her shoulders and very slowly held her in his arms.

My heart was beating rapidly at this moment, beads of sweat were oozing from the corners of my forehead, and my whole body was highly concentrated on the movements of my hands.

Jun Lin's head rested on his sturdy chest, and his limbs were completely covered by him.

Just like a child sitting on an adult's chest, she was small and soft, and compared with Manhuang, a two-meter-tall, muscular man, she looked even more like a cub.

Jun Lin's breathing was long and deep, perhaps because the breath was so familiar and the embrace was so warm, she slept particularly soundly.

Manhuang's arms were wrapped around her slender waist, and his fingers were crossed in front of her abdomen, loosely holding her.

His dull head turned, his dark eyes were bright and clear, he suppressed his heartbeat and murmured: "This way, the Lord will sleep more comfortably."

The glow began to change.

The clouds are slightly moving.

The beautiful red faded, and the warm orange became brilliant. After a while, as the last rays of sunset glow fell, the sky slowly became dark.

The evening breeze blew away the restlessness in people's hearts, and the chirping of birds on the willow trees also became quiet.

Willow branches hung over the lake, creating ripples on the water; bright lanterns were lit in the palace, making the water surface sparkle.

Night is coming.

The sky was like a shower of ink, with stars dotted across it. Manhuang lowered his head and whispered in her ear, his breath burning: "Lord, it's getting dark."

Her long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled a few times, and she opened them reluctantly. The low pressure from not waking up made her subconsciously lower her eyes and look expressionless.

Manhuang couldn't see it because the other person's back was leaning against his chest.

Jun Lin quickly dealt with his emotions, turned his head to look outside the door, yawned with tears in his eyes, and spoke in a sleepy and soft voice: "So fast..."

I clearly haven’t gotten enough sleep.

She is so tired.

Manhuang massaged her shoulders to relieve her fatigue. His large, rough hands restrained their strength and asked her very carefully, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No, it's time to get busy."

She stood up and looked down at the big guy who was still sitting. The emotion in her eyes softened, as soft as a pool of spring water. "You should go and have a rest. The plan to go out may have to be postponed. Come to my place tomorrow. I have something for you to do."

After adjusting her collar, she stretched out her fingertips to play with the man's hair. Manhuang was stunned, and looked at her blankly with his head tilted back and blinking.

Jun Lin curled her lips in a good mood. In her eyes, Manhuang always looked like a big dog, honest and cute.

"My hair is messy."

She smiled and nodded her head, then rubbed the back of her head with one hand, looking shy.

"Hahahaha, okay, I'm leaving first, you go back and rest."

Manhuang did not move until her figure completely disappeared.

He still had a dull expression, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, and sat there in a daze like a mountain.

In fact, it was not that he didn't want to move, but because he wanted Jun Lin to sleep comfortably at that time, he maintained the same posture the whole time and didn't dare to move. Now his legs are numb.

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The palace was deserted and quiet. Upon hearing the news that the tyrant had returned, the maids and eunuchs all kept silent and cautious, not daring to make any extra noise.

Apart from attending court, the ministers did not dare to go to the palace for fear of being caught and having their heads chopped off.

She looked around the huge, empty palace and sighed at the sunlight. The lights in the darkness seemed dim and tiny.

After crossing the stone bridge, he leisurely walked to Jin Ge's villa. The eunuch guarding the door suddenly felt weak at the base of his legs and knelt down: "Your Majesty, I see you."

She pushed the door open and closed it with her backhand. What she saw was Jin Ge, who was only wearing a thin shirt, leaning on the bed with one hand supporting his head, and reading a book slowly.

He seemed to have taken a bath specifically for this purpose. The air was filled with fragrance. His soft hair slid across his delicate white collarbone. The man lowered his long eyelashes, and the candlelight cast a beautiful silhouette on his eyelids.

Her voice was like the sunshine on a person in spring, lazy: "Husband, I have been waiting for you for a long time."