Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 204 Ingratitude and Deceit (39)

Gu Yao pushed the head away from the side of her neck, but Bu Shaoluan, like a clingy puppy, kept pushing his luck.

Feeling the increasingly tight pressure on his waist, Gu Yao put down his calligraphy brush and gently patted the boy's hand.

"Your Majesty, could you please let me go?"

Bu Shaoluan rested her head on the young man's shoulder, her tone somewhat aggrieved, "The palm seal, is that not allowed?"

A warm breath brushed past my ear, sending a tingling sensation through me.

Gu Yao turned his head away and pushed Bu Shaoluan's head to the side, "It's too hot."

December in the capital.

It's quite hot.

Silver bone charcoal began to burn in the room.

Bu Shaoluan ignored Gu Yao's embarrassment. He reached out and brushed the fur edge of his fox fur cloak, suppressing a smile. "Hmm, it is quite hot. The palm print, but I'm cold. It's warmer to hold the palm print."

Before he finished speaking, Bu Shaoluan nuzzled his head against Gu Yao's face again.

Seeing the person taking advantage of the situation, Gu Yao sighed slightly.

It was up to him.

Bu Shaoluan pulled the young man into his arms, his gaze falling on the memorials on the table, a triumphant smile playing on his lips.

Leaning against the young man's neck, Bu Shaoluan felt a faint scent of sandalwood lingering around his nose.

It was a taste that put him at ease.

He could only feel at ease when he held someone tightly in his arms.

So be it.

Ah Tang, please stay by my side forever.

Gu Yao, whose neck was tickled by the boy's rubbing, glanced to the side and said, "Your Majesty, if you rub against me one more time, I'll handle the memorials myself!"

He's not going to serve me anymore!

Upon hearing this, the boy quickly begged for mercy, and the hand on the young man's waist withdrew slightly.

"I won't disturb the palm print any longer."

Gu Yao turned back to continue processing the memorials.

The two of them could stay together like that for an entire afternoon.

But today was a bit unexpected.

Shen Shenwei knew that the two of them must be glued together at this moment.

Seeing Ning Yi anxiously standing at the door, Shen Shenwei still informed someone of the situation.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review requests an audience."

Bu Shaoluan was watching Gu Yao write comments on a memorial when he heard the sound and frowned.

Ning Yi?

The young man's eyes darkened as he recalled the rumors circulating in the capital during the imperial examinations.

The boy unconsciously tightened his arms around the young man's waist.

Gu Yao gasped softly in pain.

The boy lowered his eyes, concealing his gloomy gaze, and loosened the grip on his hands.

"Palm seal, I apologize."

The boy's voice carried a hint of grievance, and Gu Yao sighed.

He pushed the person to the side.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review must have something important to discuss at this time. Please grant him an audience."

Bu Shaoluan sat up straight, his meaningful gaze falling on the young man, and chuckled softly.

"If the Chief Seal says he wants to see me, then let's meet him."

The boy spoke sweet words, but the hand on his waist remained completely still.

Gu Yao is truly exhausted now. Is this what it feels like to raise a child?

He's still a brat.

He knew that if he didn't give the boy some incentive, Ning Yi wouldn't be able to get in today.

He put down his calligraphy brush, turned to the side, and hooked one arm around Bu Shaoluan's neck.

A gentle kiss landed, as soft as a feather.

Yet it inexplicably stirs up one's emotions.

The boy's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the young man's hand, pulling him closer to himself.

Gu Yao chuckled and gently pushed Bu Shaoluan away. "Don't be stubborn. Ning Yi must have something to ask for an audience."

Having tasted the sweetness, Bu Shaoluan gave a light hum, saying, "You call each other 'palm seal' quite intimately," but in reality, he got up from behind the young man and sat on the other side of the soft couch by the window.

Seeing the boy's somewhat childish and sulky actions, Gu Yao smiled and said nothing more.

Shen Shenwei bent down to the door, but waited for a long time without receiving a response.

He glanced at Ning Yi, who was already so anxious that he wanted to force his way in, sighed, and was about to announce it again.

A clear, melodious voice came from inside, "Let Lord Ning in."

Hearing Gu Yao's response, Shen Shenwei lowered his hand, which was about to knock on the door again, and put on a business smile. "Lord Ning, please come in."

Ning Yi, who had been waiting impatiently, immediately stepped inside the door the moment Shen Shenwei opened it.

When he saw the two people sitting opposite each other at the head of the table, his expression stiffened, as if he had remembered something.

His expression turned even more unpleasant when he saw a pile of memorials in front of Gu Yao.

Even if a memorial had to pass through the hands of Chief Secretary Shen, this was an unspoken understanding among the court officials.

But knowing is one thing, seeing is another.

Gu Yao closed the memorial, looked at the ashen-faced man in front of him, and found it somewhat amusing.

He rested his chin on his hand, his gaze toward Ning Yi carrying a hint of mockery.

Ning Yi seemed somewhat annoyed by that glance, but he didn't forget the important reason he had come today.

In Bu Shaoluan's eyes, this back-and-forth was just flirting, and he interrupted their interaction with a gloomy expression.

"Does Lord Ning have something to report?"

Ning Yi met the young emperor's gloomy gaze and quickly lowered his head. "Your Majesty, I wish to file a complaint against Feng Yan, the Vice Minister of Rites, for abducting a woman, forcibly taking her into his residence, and torturing her to death!"

Speaking of this matter, Ning Yi spoke with indignation, as if she found it utterly despicable.

Gu Yao raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, took a sip of tea, and smiled briefly.

Upon hearing this, Bu Shaoluan sat up straight. "Ning Yi, do you know what you're saying?"

Feng Yan, the eldest son of Grand Secretary Feng.

Before the birth of Grand Secretary Feng's youngest son, Feng Yan was the only son in the Feng family.

Because Madam Feng was shrewish and came from a very good family, over the years, only one concubine in the Feng household gave birth to a daughter, who was married off at a young age.

The remaining one son and two daughters of the Feng family were all born of the principal wife.

It's just that Madam Feng's maternal family has declined in recent years, otherwise Grand Secretary Feng wouldn't have dared to bring his youngest son back to the mansion.

Ning Yi naturally knew what he was talking about, otherwise he wouldn't have come today.

"Your Majesty, I know what I am saying. I have come here today specifically to request an investigation into this matter."

The young man, just entering officialdom, had an obvious stubbornness and a rare integrity on his face.

Bu Shaoluan, however, felt that something was not right.

Looking at Gu Yao, who stood to the side with an attitude of "it's none of my business," Bu Shaoluan chuckled.

How do you read a palm print?

Gu Yao raised an eyebrow at the little wolf cub, his eyes filled with obvious malice.

"The Court of Judicial Review is in charge of criminal cases. When commoners report a case, it is perfectly reasonable and in accordance with the law for Lord Ning to come and request an imperial decree. Your Majesty should make the decision yourself."

Gu Yao's words were perfectly watertight.

The court fairly analyzed the rationale behind Ning Yilai's request for imperial approval and granted Bu Shaoluan the right to make his own choice.

Upon hearing this, Bu Shaoluan merely raised an eyebrow and turned to look at the person still kneeling on the ground.

"Shen Shenwei!"

Shen Shenwei entered upon hearing the sound.

"I want to draft an imperial edict."

Ning Yi was delighted upon hearing this, but the moment he took the imperial edict, he looked up and saw Shen Xuntang's lazy appearance, and frowned deeply.

“Your Majesty, it is against the rules for Minister Shen to be on equal footing with you.”

Gu Yao didn't react to this, but just gave Bu Shaoluan a teasing look.

See, I can't be your equal.

Bu Shaoluan's temples throbbed with anger. Just looking at Ning Yi's face made him furious, and upon hearing those words, he waved his hand dismissively.

Ning Yi seemed somewhat unwilling and wanted to say something more.

Gu Yao, however, rested his chin on his hand with great interest, as if he wanted to hear what else Ning Yi had to say.

Bu Shaoluan sensed something was wrong. If Ning Yi continued talking, he probably wouldn't be able to see A Tang today.

"roll!"

Before Ning Yi could utter any words of advice, he was silenced by this concise single word.

Seeing that Lord Ning was stubborn as a mule and would continue to ramble on, Shen Shenwei quickly stepped forward and asked him to leave.

Ning Yi held the imperial edict in her hand, pursed her lips, glared fiercely at the person who was on equal footing with Bu Shaoluan, and turned to leave.

Gu Yao's smile remained unchanged.

Shen Shenwei stepped outside and considerately closed the door behind him.

Bu Shaoluan felt a little wronged, "A-Tang,..."

Gu Yao stood up, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and pushed the memorials on the low table in front of the boy.

"It is against the rules for me to be on equal footing with Your Majesty. Your Majesty may approve this memorial yourself."

As he spoke, Gu Yao yawned and turned to walk into the inner room.

Bu Shaoluan wanted to try to save him, but when he noticed the genuine exhaustion on the young man's face, he let him go into the inner room to rest.

Looking at the mostly unfinished memorials on the table, he sighed silently.

He would rather take a nap with Ah Tang than review the memorials.