Empress, she always wants to abdicate

Chapter 327
After hearing his even breathing, Han Zhiyu opened her eyes again.

It seemed light outside, but what did that matter to them.

I have to say that Xuan Ning is a person who understands emperors. After standing outside for a long time in the morning without getting up, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Lingyun grabbed his sleeve and asked with some doubts: "It's getting late, don't you ask His Majesty to get up early?"

"No need, no need today." Xuan Ning was originally a handsome person, but now the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears when he smiled.

"Why?" Lingyun was a little uncertain.

His Majesty has always been diligent in administration. Since he ascended the throne, except for fixed holidays, rain or shine, he will definitely go to court.

Even if you are ill, you have to go to court with illness.

Why not use it today.

Xuan Ning was afraid that her questioning would wake up the people in the room, so she explained in a low voice: "Your Majesty never needs us to wake up in the morning. He didn't sleep well, and he woke up earlier by himself. But today he didn't get up. Explain that you don't want to go."

Thinking about the sound of the bed shaking for an hour last night, there is still something I don't understand.

Your Majesty doesn't know, he was like an old father yesterday, lamenting that his son has finally grown up.

But in fact, they are almost the same age, but His Majesty is not enlightened, so he has to be more anxious.

Hearing what he said, Lingyun blushed and let go of his sleeves, muttering to herself that if she knew the answer, she would not ask.

With someone they liked in their arms, the two of them fell asleep again, and didn't get up until the sun was shining.

This time it was Ying Yu who woke up first, looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and smiled silently.

Han Zhiyu, who was awakened by his chest vibration, was dazzled by his smile the moment she opened her eyes.

His hair was a little disheveled, and he wasn't as energetic as usual, but he was a bit confused, with sleepy eyes.

It's really lovable.

"Morning." Han Zhiyu froze for a moment, then sat up indifferently.

Although she didn't like to get up in winter, it was even more embarrassing to lie with him so intimately in a waking state.

Ying Yu smiled, "Morning."

Then he got up and got out of bed first, he didn't stay in bed much, but he lay down more because of her.

Now that she's up, he won't stay on the bed too much.

Looking at the back of him changing clothes, Han Zhiyu asked unresponsively: "Did you not go to court today?"

This person really doesn't look like he can come back to bed after getting up.

Ying Yu responded, "Well, I overslept today, and I have to go tomorrow anyway."

Isn't nephrite jade warm and fragrant like a group of big men quarrelling? It's cold in winter and hot in summer.

He began to wonder if it would be feasible to go to court every three to five days.

"I overslept." Han Zhiyu, who was always articulate, rarely stuttered.

I even started to feel self-confident. Is this what is described in "Song of Everlasting Regret", the spring night is bitter, the day is high, and the king will never go to court early.

Emotional self still has the potential to be a confidante! ?

Hearing her unusual soft voice, Ying Yu turned around and asked, "Why?"

His eyes were warm, as if he really wanted to hear what she had to say.

Han Zhiyu quickly shook her head: "No."

Then he whispered: "It turns out that workaholics also oversleep."

Even if she doesn't know what a workaholic is, it's not hard to tell from her tone that she's talking about herself, and it's not a good thing.

"That's right, I'm also a mortal. Besides, with Nephrite and Wenxiang nearby, it's not a bad thing to oversleep. Maybe those ministers still think it's good for us to do this." Ying Yu said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)