Ji Huangyu was silent for a moment and said lightly: "I am a gentleman, and I have no interest in getting along with him."

A gentleman?

Jiurao did not comment, picked up the teacup and sipped the tea, continued to read the memorial, and ignored him again.

"Your Majesty, should I customize the new robe?" Ji Huangyu walked out of the curtain and looked at the dragon robe on Jiu Rao. He found that Jiu Rao was much taller than last year. He probably couldn't wear the dragon robe last year, "Your Majesty is also much taller."

"You're late." Jiurao said in a leisurely tone, "The Sizhifang started to tailor it for Tianshu a month ago. Wen Zheng and Mo Hua have made it. You are not in the palace and don't even have enough figure. How do you do it?"

Ji Huangyu's mouth twitched, "I am as big as Wen Zheng, and I am about the same size."

"Your waist is thinner and you look thinner than Wen Zheng." Jiurao's tone was faint, "You can't use him as the standard."

Anyway, it means that others are not here and their clothes are gone, that's it.

Ji Huangyu was dissatisfied.

Jiurao sat down and read the memorial, ignoring him.

Ji Huangyu didn't worry about this problem anymore and would soon return to the inner hall bed.

Half an hour later, Tianshu walked in from outside. His black training uniform made the young man's slender figure. Due to his long-term martial arts practice, his back was particularly upright, and he had a restrained power. His facial features became more and more cold and clear.

When he walked into Yonghua Palace, he saw the girl sitting in front of the brocade bed to review the memorials. He walked over and sorted out the memorials approved on the long desk. He was about to speak, but suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Jiurao noticed his emotional change, and she didn't raise her head, and spoke casually.

Tianshu didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the inner hall with a cold face. He reached out to brush the bead curtain and made a sound. He entered the inner hall. He saw someone half lying on the bed with his legs upturned, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "Go out."

Ji Huangyu glanced at him and said in a low tone: "I'll stay here tonight."

As he said that, he raised his eyebrows casually: "Chu Tianshu, I know that your martial arts skills are better than me, but don't forget that I am also one of His Majesty's emperor's husbands. There is no reason for you to occupy His Majesty's dragon bed forever, right? Besides, even if your martial arts skills are not as good as you, I have other ways to make you admit defeat. It's just for the sake of His Majesty, I don't want to have an unhappy relationship."

Tian Shu's eyebrows and eyes were cold, as if he hadn't heard his words, and he repeated coldly: "Go out."

Ji Huangyu sneered, closed his eyes, and did not intend to pay attention to him at all.

He has been traveling for so many days and is already very tired and needs rest now.

"Oh by the way." Ji Huangyu didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly opened his eyes and reminded him slowly, "I know what the responsibilities of the Imperial Guard are, so I can protect His Majesty with my own personal care, right? But the rules of the Imperial Guard did not throw His Majesty's husband out. Chu Tianshu, now in the palace. If you really dare to be rude to me, I will tell the Regent and let the Regent uphold justice."

This statement is indeed effective.

Tianshu's expression froze, his eyes staring at Ji Huangyu like a cold sword. After a long stalemate, he turned around and walked out of the inner hall without saying a word.

Jiurao heard the conversation between the two outside the hall, raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

Ji Huangyu and Chu Tianshu each have their own strengths. In terms of martial arts alone, Ji Huangyu naturally cannot compare with Chu Tianshu trained from Xuanyin Palace, but Tianshu has the largest seven-inch rule - the rule of the imperial guard cannot be broken.
Chapter completed!