The former eunuch (41)

Jun Chen had just woken up, but a hint of fatigue appeared on his sick face. He looked tired.

I am indeed a little tired.

Looking at Jiang Ye with dark pupils, Jun Chen thought of the nightmare just now.

In the dream, he locked Jiang Ye by his side, and Jiang Ye hated him more and more, until he hated him so much that he stabbed him with a knife without hesitation.

The dream was so realistic that even after waking up, I felt as if there was a real hole in my chest and a strong wind was blowing in.

It hurts so much.

After coming back to his senses from the dream, Jun Chen's face turned even paler. He said in a low voice with a slightly cold tone, "You can leave the palace later. I won't stop you."

"I will also send someone to send your parents back."

The pale lips closed and paused, and Jun Chen added,

"As for Lin Fang...I won't make it difficult for her. She can go with you."

This time he gave Jiang Ye everything he wanted.

Jiang Ye was quite surprised by this. He opened his lips slightly but couldn't say a word. Has the dog emperor changed his heart?

Or was it taken away by someone?

"You just let me go like this... without even trying to ask me to stay?" Jiang Ye felt a little uncomfortable.

You told me to go back to the palace and I went back. Now you tell me to leave and I leave? I come when he calls and leave when he dismisses me.

Jun Chen's heart trembled slightly, and even his voice lost some confidence. "Is it any use if I try to keep you?"

"It's useless! So you don't have to keep me here. I'm packing up and leaving now. Who cares if you keep me here..."

After Jiang Ye finished speaking in a cold voice, he really stood up from the bed and walked outside with a stern face, and it seemed that he was really ready to leave.

At this moment, Jun Chen seemed to suddenly become enlightened and got up from the bed.

He hugged Jiang Ye from behind with both hands.

"Jiang Ye... Although I told you that you can leave, but actually..."

I don’t know what’s wrong with him, but Jiang Ye actually thinks the dog emperor’s stuttering look is a bit cute.

"Uh-huh, what's the matter?" Jiang Ye asked with his chin raised.

"Actually, I can't bear to see you go."

Jun Chen used to think that the men who said such things in picture books were hypocritical. But when he said it himself now, his heart beat faster and his tongue became tied.

This is really embarrassing for him.

Jiang Ye asked arrogantly, "Why can't you bear to leave me?"

"Hmm?" Jun Chen didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Jiang Ye turned his head and glared at Jun Chen, then cursed directly, "You dog emperor, I ask you why you can't bear to leave me?"

Jun Chen has come to his senses again.

His face was still sickly pale, but his ears were terribly red.

"I like you..."

"I like you, so I don't want you to leave."

Finally, he said these four words. Jiang Ye thought in his heart, the dog emperor is usually so arrogant, but he was not so shy when he confessed to him, even his ears turned red.

From this we can see that he is the coolest one.

Jiang Ye said "Oh" nonchalantly, pushed Jun Chen behind him away, and walked forward without looking back.

"I'm not leaving today."

"As for the future, it depends on your performance..."

Jun Chen was lying on the hospital bed, watching the figure walking out of Yangxin Palace. He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Jiang Ye meant.

For the first time in his life, the Dog Emperor smiled so warmly.

…

Several decades later, the emperor and the queen died on the same day.

No one knows whether the male queen Jiang Ye likes the emperor or not. It is rumored that on the day when the capital was covered with red makeup, the male queen rejected the emperor in front of the whole world.

Others said that it was the emperor who forced the male queen and bound her to the palace for her entire life, and that the male queen had never liked the emperor.

But it was not until the two died that the world knew about it, and the male queen took the initiative to request to be buried together in the imperial edict...

It turns out that the handsome young man riding on the horse when he returned to Beijing that year really liked the emperor who led the horse for him.

The emotions of the world are but the clinking of broken ice against a wall in white porcelain plum soup in midsummer.

What logic does this make?