Near the end of the year, the weather was getting colder and colder, and some ice particles were dropped on this day.

When the weather is cold, sleeping on the pedals is not a comfortable thing, after all, the pedals are not as warm as the bed.

After Shen Jue stood by the bed and helped Murong Xiu make the bed, he was ready to help Murong Xiu take off his coat. Murongxiu is taller than Shen Jue, and he needs to open his hands when undressing. Murong Xiu raised his chin to avoid being swept by the top of Shen Jue's head.

Once, Murong Xiu walked away. When Shen Jue's hair brushed his chin, he only felt itching. Shen Jue had already knelt down and accused the two of them.

Tonight, Murongxiu looked down at Shen Jue, then at the cold foot pedals, his eyes moved slightly under his long eyelashes, and then he calmly said, "Is it cold to sleep on the feet?"

Shen Jue folded Murongxiu's belt on the red lacquer tray aside, and whispered back, "It's not cold."

Murong Xiu coughed, "I feel a bit cold at night."

Shen Jue raised his head and glanced at Murong Xiu, "That slave has poured two more soup ladies for your Majesty tonight. Put it on the soles of your feet, I think it will be better."

Murong Xiu's eyebrows are habitually frowned, pretending to be stupid for the other party. He looked at Shen Jue's face and felt that he was no longer in circles, "You sleep with me tonight. If you sleep with your feet in case it gets cold, who will serve you in the future? I?" He saw that Shen Jue was about to open his mouth, and cut off the other party's words in advance, "No one else served as well as you. Okay, you don't have to say any more."

Shen Jue pressed her lower lip in embarrassment, "But this is not reasonable? How can an **** and the emperor stay on the same bed?"

"Who said no? Emperor Chongwen was born with cold feet, and the big **** next to him often warmed his feet at night." Murong Xiu lifted his chin, "You sleep in tonight."

Shen Jue couldn't compete with Murong Xiu, so he could only obey the order, but Murong Xiu let him sleep in specially, which made Shen Jue feel a little strange. But Murongxiu's thinking was very simple. Last time he slept with Shen Jue, Shen Jue was so clinging to him that he didn't dare to push the other party for fear of awakening him or pushing him into the bed. He wants Shen Jue to sleep in, so he is not afraid to push him under the bed.

Murong Xiu was ready to be stuck by the other party, but Shen Jue was too peaceful tonight, let alone sticking to him, he barely moved. Murongxiu opened his eyes abruptly and looked at the person beside him displeasedly, but Shen Jue slept soundly, and didn't know anyone was watching him. I have to say that Murongxiu's dragon bed was really comfortable to sleep. Today, Shen Jue is particularly tired. Almost touched the pillow and fell asleep.

It turned out that Shen Jue was not used to sleeping in a bed with people when he was a fairy, but after a thousand years of reincarnation, he has developed the habit of completely ignoring the person next to his pillow.

Of course, Murongxiu’s waiting is destined to be empty. Last time Shen Jue stuck to him because Shen Jue didn’t sleep at all. The wound on his body hurts so that he can’t sleep. So he simply got close to Murong Xiu on purpose. This time Shen Jue slept. Now, how can I still think about getting close to Murong Xiu.

Murongxiu straightened up slightly. Because of the cold winter, Shen Jue hid half of his face in the quilt while sleeping, only showing his eyebrows. The eyebrows on this face of Shen Jue are not thick enough. Although the eyelashes are long, they are not dense. Murongxiu stared at Shen Jue's face, and thought to herself that Shen Jue's hair was not thick, and she didn't know if it had anything to do with purifying.

Thinking of this, Murong Xiu lifted the quilt slightly and looked at the lower half of Shen Jue's face.

Shen Jue's chin was bare, and there was no shadow of a beard.

Murong Xiu couldn't help but touched his chin, but in the middle of the night, he had a beard showing his head. He looked at Shen Jue's face again, and gently stretched out his hand to touch the opponent's chin. It was as smooth as the touch of his cheek as expected.

Murong Xiu was born with a cold body, his cold fingertips pressed against the opponent's chin, as if he would be warmed by the opponent's warm face.

It's just that Shen Jue frowned uncomfortably by the ice, and got into the quilt more and more, and moved his face, as if he wanted to shake off that cold hand. Murongxiu was amused by his actions. He was smiling slightly when he heard Shen Jue murmur softly--

"Qingbao, stop making trouble."

Those words were vague, but Murong Xiu still heard them clearly.

His eyes turned cold suddenly, and the hand placed on Shen Jue's chin made a little effort. With this force, Shen Jue was directly awakened.

Shen Jue seemed to be taken aback and opened his eyes in a daze. When he saw Murong Xiu looking straight at him, he still couldn't react. He rubbed his eyes slowly, then whispered Murong Xiu, "Your Majesty?"

Murongxiu stared at Shen Jue nicely, his eyes as cold as winter snow, Shen Jue looked at Murongxiu's expression, and the confusion on his face gradually faded. He immediately got up, knelt directly on the bed, lowered his head, "Your Majesty, forgive me."

"Oh? What's wrong with you?" Murong Xiu chuckled, but his voice was so cold that he rarely spoke to Shen Jue like that.

Shen Jue was silent for a moment, and then shook his head, "The servant doesn't know, did the servant offend your Majesty?"

"Yes, you know what you just did?" Murong Xiu leaned slightly and approached Shen Jue. Shen Jue was kneeling, he was half-sitting, and when he got closer, his cheeks were very close to the other's lowered head. Even his breath can blow to the other party's face.

Shen Jue wanted to move back because of Murongxiu's approach, but Murongxiu reached out and pinched his chin in advance, making him unable to retreat.

"You just called my name so boldly, Ashiu is what you can call?" Murongxiu looked coldly and lied. If it wasn't for Shen Jue to wake up early, he would almost really believe it.

Shen Jue opened his mouth, pretending to be embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "Minion... Minion..."

Murongxiu rubbed the opponent's chin with his fingertips. Seeing Shen Jue hesitating and speechless, he pulled the corners of his lower lips lightly, "What's wrong with you? You called my name taboo, do you think I should punish you?"

After he finished speaking, he stared at the young man's face, seeing that the other party's face was white and red, and his eyes were even more aggrieved. He squinted his eyes and said gracefully: "I want me not to punish you. No, unless..." He deliberately didn't say the second half of the sentence. After the other party raised his head and looked at him, Murong Xiu said slowly, "Unless you warm my feet."

Ok?

Shen Jue thought that Murong Xiu would put forward other excessive reasons, such as not being able to get too close with Feng Qingbao. He didn't expect that the other party actually asked to warm his feet.

Shen Jue is now Murongxiu's personal eunuch, this kind of request is actually only necessary for Murongxiu to mention, there is no punishment at all.

After hearing Murongxiu's words, Shen Jue was about to hug Murongxiu's feet, but he did not know that Murongxiu hid.

"Not now, tomorrow when I criticize memorials, you will come over and help me warm my feet."

Shen Jue was taken aback, but could only nod.

On the second day, Shen Jue looked at Murongxiu with an unwilling expression on his face for the first time.

Murong Xiu actually asked him to get under the table and warm his feet with his stomach.

It is the first time that Shen Jue has heard such a request after having lived for so many years, and it is clear that such a request was made to Murong Xiu by the regents of previous generations. Why has it fallen to him now?

Remembering previous lives, the regent wanted Murong to repair and warm his feet, and Murong Xiu hid under the desk in untidy clothes, his face was springy, and he was panting with his feet.

...

Murongxiu sat on the dragon chair and looked at Shen Jue with a serious face, "You don't want to? Then go and receive other punishments. I see you are ambitious now, I'm afraid you don't want to wait in front of you. Go and talk to Liang Rong. Before that, you call Feng Qingbao in." He suddenly smiled, his beautiful eyes curled, "Feng Qingbao is definitely better than you."

The words have become like this, Shen Jue has no choice but to follow.

He pursed his lips and crawled under the table, then couldn't help but stared at Murong Xiu's feet, then reached out and took off his boots for the other party.

Shen Jue wanted to take off only his shoes, but he didn't know that Murong Xiu moved his feet, and his voice calmly said, "The socks are gone too."

"...Yes." Shen Jue could only take off his snow-white stockings for Murongxiu's sake. As the master of Jing, Murong Xiu's feet were very beautiful. It could be said that he could hardly move his eyes. However, Shen Jue glanced with disgust, and confessed his fate to untie his belt.

He loosened his belt and opened his clothes slightly before putting Murong Xiu's feet into his clothes.

When Murong's pedicure was icy, Shen Jue's body trembled slightly when he pressed it against his belly. He gritted his teeth and sorted out his clothes, and gently hugged each other's feet in this way to warm him.

Murong Xiu felt the warmth under his feet and couldn't help but curled his lower lip. After a while, Feng Qingbao's voice rang outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, the minion is here to deliver the keel soup."

Feng Qingbao, who was standing outside the hall, was actually a little puzzled. He didn’t need him to deliver soup on weekdays. But today Liang Rong deliberately found him and said that he was delicious and lazy all day. What a job, Liang Rong took the initiative to tell him to do it.

"Come in."

Hearing the sound inside, Feng Qingbao quickly constricted his expression and cautiously carried the soup into the hall.

Feng Qingbao entered the hall and did not dare to look up at will. Since Murongxiu's disfigurement, his temper has become a lot weird. Feng Qingbao is now more afraid of Murongxiu. He was about to put the soup on the table when he heard Murong Xiu say.

"Put it to my right hand."

"Yes." Hearing the order, Feng Qingbao had to carry the soup and walked to Murongxiu's right hand. He was about to put the soup down, but his eyes caught a pair of dragon boots on the ground and the exposed corners of blue clothes.

That hem is exactly the same as the one on his body.

There is someone under the table.

Feng Qingbao was startled, and quickly put the soup down, but he saw Murong Xiu's legs move, and the corner of his clothes also seemed to move.

"What are you looking at?"

Murong Xiu's voice suddenly sounded in Feng Qingbao's ear. He trembled with fright, and even forgot the taboo. He looked up at Murong Xiu dumbly, only to see Murong Xiu smiling at the corners of his lips and looking at him gently.

Obviously the other party's attitude was gentle, like a warm spring breeze, but Feng Qingbao felt cold for no reason.

Sure enough, Murong Xiu's next sentence is--

"If you take your dirty eyes to look at things you shouldn't look at, I will let Liang Rong dig your tricks."

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Feng Qingbao: What should I not watch? Shen Jue, what do you mean by telling me what your Majesty said?

Liang Rong: It seems that you really don't need eyes.

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