Chapter 45 Tears of Love

"You... Hua Fei Liu?" After a long time of recognition, Jing Li finally recognized him. Her little mouth was slightly opened and pointed to him and didn't say anything for a long time. Yin Zhaoyu mistook her expression for surprise. He hurried forward and explained, "Your Majesty, it was the servant who brought the playboy into the palace. The minister felt that it was not good for the emperor to go out every night, so I hope the emperor will forgive me for inviting the beauty into the palace on my own initiative.

"What are you doing?" Jing Li couldn't stand Yin Zhaoyu's words. She frowned and her face was very bad. Yin Zhaoyu's heart also sank. He closed his mouth and kept silent. Jing Li stared at him and turned around and left. Hua Feiliu was still kneeling on the ground. Seeing that Jing Li was about to leave, Yin Zhaoyu quickly stopped her and explained at a loss: " My emperor, I sincerely took the playboy into the palace, and I didn't mean anything else.

"What do you mean? You know in your heart that you're not telling me, I... Forget it, I'm very busy. I don't use breakfast here. Goodbye!" Jing Li shook his sleeves and left, leaving Yin Zhaoyu alone in the courtyard.

Hua Feiliu came over, gently pulled Yin Zhaoyu, and comforted him softly, "Lord of the palace, the emperor's deep affection for the master of the palace really makes the grass people envy. It seems that the emperor has only the queen in his heart, so he cares about the matter of the queen bringing the grass people into the palace. You should be happy, the queen."

Yin Zhaoyu turned his head and said with a sad smile, "Yes, the emperor is peaceful and has never been so angry. It may be that I made the emperor angry without authorization. Playboy, I'm sorry to make you laugh. This breakfast is useless. Is it good for the playboy to go to the palace to have a rest? I asked Yin Ping to take you there.

"Thank you, Empress, for your care. The people are leaving!"

"Yin Ping, take the playboy to Yongle Palace to rest!"

After Hua Feiliu left, Yin Zhaoyu came to the hall alone. There was a table of breakfast, which was carefully prepared by him, but Jing Li left without eating. She was really sad. Looking at the meal on this table, he gritted his teeth, took a few of Jing Li's favorite dishes, and walked to the imperial study.

In the imperial study, Jing Li was reading the memorial alone. Yin Zhaoyu stood outside the door for a long time, but Jing Li just didn't want to see him. The food in his hand was about to be cold, which made Yin Zhaoyu very anxious. He rushed over desperately and ignored the obstacles of those slaves.

Jing Li raised her eyes and saw this moment. She didn't say anything, but scared these slaves. They immediately knelt on the ground and looked at Yin Zhaoyu hesitantly and said, "Your Majesty, the slaves really can't stop the palace master, the palace master..."

"Okay, I know. You guys go down!" Reaching out and waving his hand, Jing Li sighed and leaned against the soft chair. Yin Zhaoyu came over with the food in his hand and said with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty, you don't need to have breakfast. You'd better eat more or less."

Jing Li raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. He thought to himself that the tiger's mother had no dog. It seemed that Yin Zhaoyu was not simple. She did not reach out to pick up the food he handed over, but just looked at him coldly. When Jing Li saw that he had arranged it, he sat down and said coldly, "Why, why do you have to pick up flowers and willows into the palace?"

Yin Zhaoyu's body trembled and turned his face. He looked at Jing Li. He looked at Jing Li in such a fixed way without blinking, but there were many words and many wounds in his eyes. Jing Li's heart was a little soft.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry! I really don't know if the emperor will like Hua Feiliu to enter the palace. I asked the emperor if he likes playboys, and the emperor replied yes! I don't understand whether the emperor wants to keep the playboy in the palace or send him back.

"Zhaoyu! Is it in your heart that I am such an affectionate person? I have you in my heart. Although I say that I like playboys, I just like them. I can't declare all the people I like into the palace, right?

"You can! As long as it is the person the emperor likes, he can definitely declare it into the palace. As long as it is the person the emperor likes, the minister will also like it. In the end, Yin Zhaoyu's voice was a little choked. He lowered his head and shrugged his shoulders, which was very pitiful.

Seeing him look like this, Jing Li was reluctant to talk about him. He sighed and came over and put his arms around his shoulder and said, "I'm sorry, Zhaoyu. I just saw that Hua Feiliu was invited into the palace. I was so angry that I was so fierce to you. I just want you to know that no matter who I like, Zhaoyu is in my heart. No one can replace it."

"Your Majesty, what you said... Is what you said true?"

"Of course it's true, you have no joke!" Jing Li stretched out his hand, and Yin Zhaoyu was stunned. After a long time, he seemed to understand what was going on. He hurriedly stretched out his hand, and his hands were tightly hooked together. Jing Li smiled faintly, but Yin Zhaoyu burst into tears.

To be honest, Jing Li is so old. Whether in her previous life or this life, she really hasn't seen a man cry. She hurriedly reached out to help Yin Zhaoyu wipe her tears, and said clumsily, "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? Why did you cry?"

"Emperor...Your Majesty...do you really love Zhaoyu? But Zhaoyu is very afraid. Zhaoyu is afraid that he can't do well. Zhaoyu is afraid that the emperor doesn't like everything he does. What should Zhaoyu do to make the emperor always like it. Your Majesty, can you tell Zhaoyu?

She cried very sadly. Yin Zhaoyu couldn't even say anything. Jing Li's heart trembled. Looking at a big man who was so sad for himself, Jing Li's heart was also very uncomfortable. She could only silently hug Yin Zhaoyu, gently patted him on the back with her hand, and coaxed him.

It took a long time for Yin Zhaoyu to recover his mood. He looked at Jing Li with some embarrassment and whispered, "Your Majesty, I have lost my temper. I hope you will forgive me."

"You and I are husband and wife. He Lai said this, just... Don't take a man back to the palace for me in the future. Do you really want me to spoil other men? During this period of time, I'm used to holding you to sleep. Jing Li sighed and said, in the face of such a man as pure water, Jing Li couldn't help sighing that Yin Xiuzhen would have such a good son, which was also a kind of happiness for her.

"But... I have brought the playboy into the palace. If it's going back now, wouldn't it be ugly? Moreover, the playboy is a prostitute. Although he doesn't sell his body, it's always a place of smoke and dust. Since the emperor likes him, how can he selfishly drive him away? Otherwise, stay for a while. For a while, if the emperor really doesn't want to be with the playboy, then let him go and give him a sum of money. He doesn't have to mix in the fireworks from now on.

"Then according to your words, if you are like this, you are not afraid that I will really fall in love with him in the future. Will you regret it?"