That night, the female secretary climbed onto the boss's bed as she wished.

The clouds were collected and the rain stopped. Zhu Youlang, who was extremely tired, couldn't help but sigh: "I'm a professional... It's so exciting!"

Who knows what he means by enjoyment?

...

Strangely, since Dong Qiongying got on board, she has been hiding in the cabin and not coming out.

Qin Liangyu often takes her grandson for a walk on the deck, but Dong Qiongying is very quiet, and Zhu Youlang has never seen her come out once.

"Yang Ai, what's wrong with Dong? Is he seasick or sick?" Zhu Youlang stood at the top of the cabin and saw two female soldiers standing straight in front of Dong Qiongying's cabin door, and asked Yang Ai.

Since the two of them had a happy bed and served the emperor's daily life, Yang Ai has taken care of everything, and Li Hong and Pang Tianshou have basically no need to take action.

"Your Majesty, how can you know what a woman is thinking? She is sick, but she is sick in her heart." Yang Ai replied with a smile.

"How many meanings?" Zhu Youlang asked with an eyebrow raised.

"The clouds think about clothes, flowers think about face, and the spring breeze blows through the threshold and the dew is thick. Uncle Dong has been suffering for several years, and it is her husband's revenge that has allowed her to support it until now. The whole area of ​​Sichuan is pacified, and her heart has dissipated. However, she thought that her heart had died with her husband's death. After meeting the emperor, the heart came back to life."

Yang Ai's face became more and more tender, just like dry seedlings were watered by water, rejuvenating.

If it weren't for the ambiguous words she said, Zhu Youlang really wanted to pinch her face.

"What are you talking about?" Zhu Youlang scolded.

"Your Majesty, don't be upset. If you don't believe me, look at me. Uncle Dong must be covering his white space in the cabin?" Yang Ai said with a smile.

"Cover white?"

When Zhu Youlang thought of Dong Qiongying's coppery skin, he felt that what Yang Ai analyzed was also reasonable.

Women love beauty.

Dong Qiongying is already extremely beautiful because she has no conditions to apply makeup and powder in her military career.

Now that there is no war, can’t people love beauty?

"Don't talk nonsense in the future! He is the wife of a hero. He has been a widow for many years and has not made any bad reputation. You should not ruin his reputation." Zhu Youlang glared at Yang Ai again and warned.

"Yes. Your Majesty, I remember. Your Majesty, I will tell you privately, how could I go out to chew around? I can still distinguish the importance of such matters." Seeing that Zhu Youlang was so solemn, Yang Ai did not dare to laugh anymore, and quickly responded with a tight grace.

"Well, I know you won't talk nonsense. You have always been a cautious person." Zhu Youlang nodded.

Yang Ai smiled, reached out and held Zhu Youlang's big hand: "Your Majesty, I have lived in vain for thirty years. After following Your Majesty, I am so happy that I can wake up with a smile in my dreams."

Looking at the scenery in the distance and holding Zhu Youlang's hand, Yang Ai felt full of happiness in her heart. When she thought of her own history, she felt like a dream.

"You have suffered a lot before, and God is fair. If you have me with you for the rest of your life, you will definitely not let you suffer any more or no more or no more unhappy." Zhu Youlang said.

"Your Majesty, I was like a ghost who had entered hell back then. I was surrounded by miserable and sadness, all with darkness that could not be seen, and I was so depressed that I was so depressed. You rescued me and opened a door for me, so that I could see the meaning and hope of living again. I respect and love you, the kind that I love you to the core." Yang Ai said affectionately.

Zhu Youlang was moved by her love words, and reached out to hold her in his arms. He wanted to say a few love words to respond, but he couldn't say it.

I had to bring out the lyrics that were extremely lethal in my future generations: "I can think of the most romantic things,

It's just to grow old with you,

Collecting the little laughter along the way,

Leave it until you sit in the rocking chair and chat slowly..."

Sure enough, the lyrics of this song are very lethal to deal with emotional women. As soon as Zhu Youlang finished speaking, Yang Ai was moved and tears were moved.

"Your Majesty, why are you lucky to be so kind to Your Majesty? I don't expect to get all your Majesty's love. I just hope that you can stay in front of me for a while in the flowers. Even if you take a break, I will be satisfied." Yang Ai also knows that the emperor does not belong to her? He can't even favor her, even if she is a secretary who has no status?

"Aizi, after returning to Beijing, I will take you as my concubine." Zhu Youlang understood Yang Ai's thoughts and immediately said.

"No, Your Majesty, I will resist the order. People, the most difficult thing is not contentment. If you can get a happy night with Your Majesty, it is already a great blessing. You dare not think about anything else. Besides, I don't want to enter the palace, but I don't want to fight with others. That doesn't fit my personality. I just want to be your secretary. I will be satisfied with you every day and night."

Yang Ai shook her head and rejected Zhu Youlang's kindness.

Zhu Youlang stared into Yang Ai's eyes, trying to see through her true thoughts.

I am unwilling to enter the palace because I am afraid of the jealousy in the palace and fighting openly and secretly? My harem is quite good, and I haven't found that phenomenon yet.

"Your Majesty, don't think too much. I'm not stupid. It's hard to see you when I enter the palace. How can I be a secretary? I can see you every day." Yang Aizhi explained quickly.

"Okay, it's up to you." Zhu Youlang couldn't see through her true thoughts, so he had to agree.

In fact, he also thought in his heart that Yang Ai’s decision was a clever move.

Rather than hoping for your favor, how can you be with me as a minister? Although I have lost the glory of becoming a concubine, I have gained a lot of benefits.

...

"Your Majesty, there is news coming from Hanzhong." Zhu Youlang was talking to Yang Ai, and Gu Yanwu came up to report without a wink.

Zhu Youlang glared at him and said to himself: "I haven't had a serious relationship in my previous life. I finally had a chance, but you were disturbed again. I think this guy was intentional. What's the big deal? I have to report it at this time? It seems that it's necessary to let this guy eat a chicken!"

Gu Yanwu lowered his head and didn't look at Zhu Youlang at all.

Therefore, Zhu Youlang's power at this glance was vain.

"What news?" Zhu Youlang asked embarrassedly.

"Dingbei Bo reported: Wu Sangui suddenly gave up Hanzhong five days ago and broke north. Dingbei Bo led his army to chase him for 50 miles and killed most of his troops. Wu Sangui only led 18 cavalry to escape into Xi'an along Ziwu Valley. Dingbei Bo was worried about ambushing and dared not enter the valley to pursue him." Gu Yanwu Dao.

"I have committed another murder! Wu Sangui, the old deaf man, should be cut into pieces! I sent an order to Ai Nengqi, don't chase him, let Wu Sangui go, anyway, he will have to fall into my hands sooner or later. He will be ordered to station in Hanzhong, focusing on training troops, and not to draw the north for the time being." Zhu Youlang said.

"Yes. Your Majesty, I have something else. I wonder if I should report it or not?" After saying this, Gu Yanwu did not leave in a hurry, but asked hesitantly.

"What makes you so mysterious?" Zhu Youlang asked curiously.
Chapter completed!