"Who asked you to make this tea?! Are you tired of life and don't want your own head anymore!" Long Yuhan suddenly stood up from the chair, slapped the Android hard, and pointed at the man standing aside.

After reacting, Eunuch Yuan yelled loudly.

It's really a waste of time! You actually made such tea for him at this time. Isn't this deliberately annoying him?! The eunuchs in this palace are really tired of life!

Long Yuhan's face was as dark as Lei Gong's, and he exuded waves of murderous aura. He pressed his hands on the table, making the table tremble. A pair of eyes full of anger looked at the dull-looking Eunuch Yuan, as if he was angry.

A fierce beast, as if it was going to eat him in the next second

"Your Majesty, please forgive me! I will give you a bowl here. I will change it for you. Your Majesty, please calm down."

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Eunuch Yuan's face turned pale with fright, his legs softened, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, his legs trembling. While kowtowing, he climbed up from the ground tremblingly, ready to run to change a pot of tea for Long Yuhan.

I thought that brewing a pot of the emperor's favorite tea would make the emperor happy. Unexpectedly, not only did the emperor not become happy, but he also made the emperor Long Yan furious and almost killed his head. Eunuch Yuan was frightened.

Covered in cold sweat.

But who would have expected that after taking two steps, the emperor called him back again.

"Wait a minute, there's no need to drink. I want to review the memorial. You can go down first." Long Yuhan suddenly calmed down and said to Eunuch Yuan calmly, his tone became much gentler. He took a memorial and opened it to read.

Got up.

In fact, Yuan Bao can't be blamed for this, after all, he didn't know that Cha Liu Zhili had specially made it himself, and there was no need for him to be so angry.

Eunuch Yuan thought he had heard wrongly, and it took him a while to realize what he was doing, and he hurriedly retreated. However, halfway through, he stopped again and looked at Long Yuhan, who was looking at the memorial seriously and seriously. He didn't know.

Just when he was struggling with whether to say or not, Long Yuhan spoke.

"What's the matter? Is there anything else?" There was a hint of impatience in his tone, but he still tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"Your Majesty, your memorial."

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You can still hear it clearly.

However, after saying this, he regretted it. Wasn't it obvious that he was seeking death? He had just escaped from the hell gate, and now he was busy finding his way back. He really wanted to slap himself hard.

"Yuanbao, if you say one more word, believe it or not, I will kill your head right now!" Long Yuhan took a closer look and found that the memorial was indeed held backwards. However, after being exposed for a moment, he felt that he could not live with his face, so he angrily handed over the memorial.

With one hand still on Eunuch Yuan's body, he shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes. Your Majesty, please forgive me! I will resign now."

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Well, the hall instantly became quiet again.

Long Yuhan sighed heavily and tried his best to calm down. After all, being anxious was not the answer. For now, it was better for both of them to calm down. When Liu Zhili's anger subsided, his mood became more stable.

Talk to her again.

Long Yuhan thought for a while and sat down again. He picked up the memorial and began to review it seriously. However, when he thought of the scene just now, he really found it funny. A self-deprecating smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at the memorial in his hand again.

Didn't you take it down?

As the sun sets in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on one of the short but secluded glazed palaces in this large palace. The gentle light is reflected by the smooth glazed tiles, and seems to be coated with a light golden color.

The afterglow of the sunset seemed particularly peaceful and beautiful, but the people in the palace seemed a little lonely.

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"Miss, it's time to eat." Duanmuqing leaned over and called softly into Liu Zhili's ear. From the time he came back at noon to now, Liu Zhili had been sitting there in a daze for a day, and he hadn't even drank a drop of water.

She didn't say anything. During this period, Long Yuhan came to see her several times, but she refused to see her either, which made people really worried.

"Don't eat." Two simple words came out of Liu Zhili's slightly pale red lips. His face still had an indifferent expression, and his eyes kept staring at the pot of purple king bamboo on the windowsill without any waves.

But it's so calm that it makes people feel distressed.

"Miss, if you are unhappy in any way, just talk to Qing'er." This is the first time in Duanmuqing's history that he has said such a long string of words to Liu Zhili, and the indifference and indifference of the past have faded away from his eyes.

, more of a concern and a faint worry.

Liu Zhili raised his eyes to look at Duanmuqing, who had a delicate face and flowing eyes. He suddenly remembered her relationship with Duanmuyun and said lightly,

"Qing'er, I really saw Duanmu Yun today. He is not dead, but I can't figure out why he doesn't want to see me. Does he still blame me?"

Liu Zhili held back the tears in her eyes and felt a sad feeling in her heart. She felt too sorry for Duanmu Yun. Without her, maybe Duanmu Yun would still be the carefree young master Duanmu Yun who traveled around the world.

, if it were not for her, maybe he would not lose everything, lose his relatives,

Every time she dreamed about Duanmu Yun, he was covered in blood, smiling at the corner of his mouth, looking at her sadly. Every time she woke up from her dream, her heart couldn't stop hurting, and she felt herself again and again.

She blamed herself so much that she wanted to die in front of his grave, so she would visit him once a month and talk to him, which made her feel better.

But she didn't expect that today she actually saw the face that she thought she would never see again. It was as always, like a fairy, carefully crafted, and so beautiful that even women were jealous, but she vaguely felt that he was

His temperament had changed, but before she could feel it carefully, he disappeared.

"Perhaps he has some last resort difficulties. But as long as the young lady is sure that Mr. Duanmu is still alive, it won't matter.

Are you okay?" Duanmu Qing said thoughtfully with a rare comforting smile on his lips.

Yes, as long as he is still alive, isn't it?

He is still alive, which means they will have a chance to meet again in the future!

Thinking of this, Liu Zhili's frown finally relaxed, he breathed a long sigh of relief, took Duanmuqing's hand, put it in his own palm, and smiled lightly at her,

"Qing'er, thank you." Liu Zhili had always known that Duanmu Qing was very wary of anyone except her mother. He didn't expect that today she would be willing to comfort her like a relative and accompany her silently.

Looking at her, Liu Zhili suddenly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

"Miss has been a life-saving grace to Qing'er, and it has always been Qing'er's wish to be able to take care of Miss Qing'er." Duanmuqing held Liu Zhili's cold hand with his backhand, smiled, and said lightly.

Perhaps she was infected by the warmth from Duanmuqing's palms, and her mood immediately became much better. Things will come when they are supposed to, and there is no use being depressed here. It is better to just let nature take its course.

Duanmuqing looked at Liu Zhili's rare relaxed smile and wondered whether he should tell Liu Zhili about Long Yuhan's investigation of Duanmu Yun's whereabouts. Finally, he thought about it and let it go.

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After all, she and Long Yuhan had just had a quarrel in the afternoon, and it was because of Duanmu Yun. If she was told the news now, the conflict between the two would definitely deepen, and maybe it would get out of hand.

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Thinking of this, Duanmuqing couldn't help but worry about the future of Liu Zhili and Long Yuhan, but he still had a calm smile on his face.

But how could Liu Zhili, who had always been observant of everything around him, fail to see the worry in Duanmuqing's eyes and what was in her heart?

How could she not think of what Duanmuqing was thinking of? And based on her understanding of Long Yuhan, Long Yuhan was a person who could not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes, so after he knew Duanmuyun's whereabouts, he would definitely treat Duanmuyun

Kill them all, if she really had to choose between Long Yuhan and Duanmu Yun, she really doesn't know who she would choose.

One is her first and best friend in this time and space, and the other is her deepest and most beloved husband. This really makes it difficult for her to choose, but these two people are incompatible with each other.

Incompatible with each other, and with a deep hatred, she was really afraid that the fight with Long Yuhan would reach a point of no return.

But it's true, Cao Cao arrived just as he wanted. Before Liu Zhili could decide whether to talk to Long Yuhan, Long Yuhan came uninvited, but he didn't know what Liu Zhili was thinking at the moment.

"Zhili, can I come in?"

This was the sixth time he had asked this question today. Ever since Liu Zhili came back, he had locked himself in the Liuli Palace without saying a word. He was not even seen as the emperor, which made him anxious all day long. He could not even review a memorial.

I didn't even bother to review.

Long Yuhan waited outside the door for a long time, but when he saw there was still no movement inside, he thought Liu Zhili was still angry with him and thought he would be rejected again this time. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, the person inside spoke.

"Come in." The person who spoke was Liu Zhili. His tone was cold and without any warmth, making it impossible to hear any emotion. But the important thing was that she was willing to see him! As long as he let him in, everything would be negotiable, right?

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In fact, Liu Zhili hesitated for a long time not because she didn't want to see him, but because she didn't know what to say or how to talk about this issue when they met. But in the end, she agreed. What was supposed to come would come. She couldn't hide for the rest of her life.

They will have to face problems sooner or later.

After Long Yuhan arranged his clothes and was fully mentally prepared, he opened the door and went in.

Long Yuhan walked into the house slowly, and saw Liu Zhili, who was still dressed as a man in the morning, sitting there in a daze, motionless. The originally stable candlelight caused a gust of wind because of Long Yuhan's arrival, and

The candles in the room flickered, flickering on Liu Zhili's cold face.

Duanmuqing wisely closed the door and stepped out, leaving room for the two of them to talk. Suddenly, only Liu Zhili and Long Yuhan were left in the room. Liu Zhili had been indifferent from the beginning.

He didn't even look at him, and Long Yuhan didn't know what to say. The atmosphere fell into an awkward situation.

I don't know how long it took, but Long Yuhan couldn't bear it anymore and spoke first.

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"If you have anything to say, just say it quickly." Before Long Yuhan could finish his words, Liu Zhili interrupted him directly.

Liu Zhili turned his head and looked at Long Yuhan with an indifferent expression. His clear eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, so quiet without any ripples, and exuding waves of chill that even Long Yuhan couldn't bear it.

My heart trembled.
To be continued...