Jiang Jingyu: “!”
Yan Changxu, who was already prepared to carry Jiang Jingyu on his back under Mingyou's murderous gaze, said: "???"
Ming You simply picked up Jiang Jingyu horizontally, not giving Yan Changxu any chance to carry her.
He deliberately carried Jiang Jingyu past Yan Changxu. He didn't walk on the wide palace road because he wanted to hurt Yan Changxu by holding Jiang Jingyu's legs.
Under Mingyou's control, Jiang Jingyu's feet directly hit Yan Changxu's buttocks while he was still bending over.
Plop——
Yan Changxu, who was completely unprepared, fell to the ground with a tumble, and fell right into a puddle left by last night's rain.
The pure white robe was instantly soaked by puddles, and mud spots splashed all over his face. He looked as miserable as a drowned chicken. Where was the elegance and nobleness he had just had?
Yan Changxu: “!!!”
Jiang Jingyu: “…”
Only a world that Mingyou is satisfied with is achieved.
"Put me down!"
Jiang Jingyu ordered Mingyou with a stern face, but Mingyou did not stop and said seriously, "Master Yan is not feeling well and cannot take on this important task. Master, don't worry. I am a quick runner and will escort you to the imperial study as soon as possible."
Yan Changxu climbed out of the puddle with an embarrassed look on his face: "..."
Blame it on my physical discomfort?
All this is thanks to Lord Mingyou!
Yan Changxu subconsciously raised his sleeves to wipe the mud spots on his face, but his sleeves were already wet from the rainwater accumulated in the puddles, and the more he wiped, the more stains appeared.
This made Yan Changxu, who has always been obsessed with mysophobia, unable to bear it. He hurried forward, intending to ask Jiang Jingyu for permission before returning home to change into clean clothes.
But no matter how Yan Changxu quickened his pace, he was always a long way behind Mingyou, who was holding Jiang Jingyu in front of him. No matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up. In fact, the more he chased, the greater the distance between them became.
Yan Changxu was, after all, a weak man who stayed at home all year round dealing with the piano. He was not even able to tie a chicken and was not as strong as Mingyou in terms of physical strength. After chasing for most of the way, his breathing became rapid.
He slowed down his pace, holding his stomach with both hands and breathing heavily.
He looked at the figure in front of him that was getting farther and farther away, and said in a hoarse voice: "You, you, you are so fast, you are amazing!"
Finally, Yan Changxu gave up chasing and continued walking towards the imperial study, resisting the urge to take off his clothes.
Along the way, Yan Changxu stared at Mingyou's back with his mouth open and panting. The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, but for a moment he really couldn't figure out what was wrong.
“Chichichichi——”
The cheerful chirping of birds came from above his head. Yan Changxu subconsciously looked up towards the direction of the chirping. After seeing the birds snuggling together, his eyes suddenly widened. At this moment, it was as if his Ren and Du meridians related to emotions were opened!
Could it be that Lord Mingyou, he, he, he, he has some inappropriate feelings for His Majesty... Ugh! Feelings beyond master and servant?
Once this idea came up, it was unstoppable.
Yan Changxu, who had opened up his emotional Ren and Du meridians, immediately analyzed Mingyou's behavior.
From what he saw, Lord Mingyou's behavior just now was because he was jealous!
Yan Changxu stroked his chin and analyzed the situation secretly. After coming to this conclusion, he nodded seriously.
Suddenly he remembered something and straightened his back instantly!
Lord Mingyou seemed to be jealous of him and His Majesty just now?
No, there is nothing between him and Your Majesty!
Hey, Lord Mingyou, you misunderstood. Let me explain!
Yan Changxu, who was originally exhausted, was suddenly full of energy. He didn't care about the dirty mud spots on his clothes and ran to chase Mingyou in front!
Between mysophobia and his life, he gave up mysophobia without hesitation!
Mingyou carried Jiang Jingyu all the way to the imperial study, stopped in front of the desk where she was handling memorials, and then bent down to put her on the dragon throne.
Everything was arranged clearly for Jiang Jingyu, except for opening the memorial and putting it in her hands.
Even so, Jiang Jingyu didn't give him a good look.
Ming You followed his heart and did all this. When he stood up, he found that some petals had fallen on Jiang Jingyu's bun. He subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Jingyu to pick the petals from her bun, but accidentally messed up her black hair when he took the petals off.
For fear of hurting her, Ming You carefully took care of her hair. Although it was his first time doing this, his movements seemed as if he had done it countless times.
This scene had appeared in Mingyou's dream. In addition to taking care of Jiang Jingyu's hair, Mingyou's dream also contained indescribable beautiful scenes.
He even punished himself for blaspheming his master in a dream.
Mingyou gently tidied up Jiang Jingyu's hair, and when he stood up, Jiang Jingyu called him.
"Since you have already refused to become my queen, Mingyou, what is the meaning of your actions now?"
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