So, was the hickey on Gu Tang's neck left by this young man who looked exactly like Gu Feng, but was younger and had a possessiveness that Gu Feng would never have?
He Hui looked at Gu Tang with complicated emotions.
Until the other person finally raised their eyes and calmly looked at He Hui.
Gu Tang still held the memorial in his hand.
He casually closed his hands, as if he hadn't seen at all that Qin Junche's hand was firmly gripping He Hui's wrist.
"If the Attorney General has nothing else to say," he said calmly, "you may leave."
Qin Junche was his most obedient and loyal knight.
He looked coldly at He Hui, but still released his grip on He Hui's wrist.
He naturally noticed the distance in Gu Tang's tone towards He Hui.
Qin Junche's lips softened slightly, appearing softer than before.
He took a step back and stood guard beside Gu Tang.
He is very clear-headed about these kinds of things.
—Whatever misunderstandings or disagreements exist between him and Gu Tang, it is a conflict between the two of them.
Now, they can unite against He Hui.
Gu Tang then pulled out another book of memorials and casually flipped through it.
He calmly continued reading under He Hui's intense gaze.
The study was so quiet you could almost hear a pin drop.
It was like a silent contest, yet no one was willing to admit defeat first.
In the end, it was He Hui.
He glanced coldly at Qin Junche, then bowed to Gu Tang and said, "I'll take my leave now."
The study door was opened and then closed.
As the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, Qin Junche's tense jaw finally relaxed.
"He really won't give up!" He looked down at Gu Tang.
Qin Junche gave a soft snort.
Seeing Gu Tang's seemingly unaffected demeanor, he couldn't help himself.
Qin Junche reached out and rubbed his cheek hard twice on the spot where He Hui might have touched him earlier.
Still unwilling to give up, he lowered his head and kissed the spot he had touched.
Then I gently bit it.
Qin Junche then stood up straight again, satisfied.
Without looking up, Gu Tang said to him, "He Hui is the Minister of Justice of the Galactic Empire and a Supreme Court Justice."
"He likes you," Qin Junche said with a light hum.
“He was the best classmate, partner, and follower of the former Crown Prince Gu Feng,” Gu Tang added. “He was a core figure in the former Crown Prince’s faction, holding a high position and wielding great power, with a powerful family background.”
"So?" Qin Junche asked.
He didn't understand why Gu Tang was suddenly telling him all this.
Could it be because of the other party's identity and background that even a blind person couldn't hide the way he looked at Gu Tang?
As the Emperor of the Galactic Empire, is Gu Tang forced to silently endure this?
Gu Tang finally managed to look away from the memorial.
He looked up and stared at Qin Junche quietly for a long while.
“There’s no reason,” he said. “I’m just telling you that people like this are like a domino effect, where a small change can have far-reaching consequences.”
He smiled and said, "The other party is very rational. You don't need to treat him like a thief."
"Hmph." Qin Junche, like any young person in love, was incredibly jealous. "But just now, if I hadn't come, he would have kissed you."
Gu Tang scoffed.
He threw the memorial in his hand on the table and looked up at Qin Junche.
"Are you an idiot?" he asked.
"What do you mean?" Qin Junche's expression darkened slightly.
“He Hui, the Minister of Justice, ten of him couldn’t beat me.” Gu Tang stood up.
He wasn't much shorter than Qin Junche to begin with.
At this moment, His Majesty the Emperor of the Galactic Empire stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes bright and clear.
"What do you mean?" Qin Junche's expression darkened further. "So you condoned him doing this to you?"
He looked at Gu Tang in disbelief.
The other person was clearly under me last night...
Now...
"You like him too?" Qin Junche asked, his face ashen.
Gu Tang: "..."
"What I mean is, he doesn't have those kinds of feelings for me. If he did, I wouldn't let him get close." Gu Tang looked at Qin Junche with a half-smile. "You don't actually think just anyone can climb into the emperor's bedchamber, do you?"
His words sounded rather vulgar, even rude.
Qin Junche's eyes lit up immediately.
“Qin Junche.” Gu Tang looked at his suddenly bright eyes.
The other person really did have the exact same facial features as his older brother, who had been dead for nine years.
They just have very different temperaments, so no matter how similar they look, they will never be mistaken for each other.
"I am not as boring as you think," Gu Tang said, looking at Qin Junche.
Qin Junche: "You..."
"Let's go," Gu Tang laughed. "Have lunch with me."
The atmosphere couldn't have been more harmonious during the meal.
Gu Tang was not an emperor who enjoyed luxury, and lunch was not particularly lavish.
However, Qin Junche felt that this was the most delicious dish he had ever eaten.
He watched Gu Tang silently eating, observing proper table manners.
Watching the other person's composed movements, I recalled what they had just said.
Something sweet seemed to be spreading through my heart.
Little by little, it enveloped his entire heart, and finally, his whole body felt warm and cozy.
So, what Gu Tang meant just now was that he also had feelings for her?
Qin Junche quickly finished eating.
He put down his chopsticks and silently pondered the meaning behind Gu Tang's words.
The other person was clearly confessing their feelings to him.
However, being in Gu Tang's position, he couldn't be more direct in his words.
But it's okay.
Qin Junche felt a surge of passion as he recalled last night.
Gu Tang doesn't like to take the initiative; he can be more proactive.
He looked intently at Gu Tang. What he thought was a hopeless relationship had unexpectedly taken a turn for the better and was developing in the direction he had hoped for.
Indeed, men don't need to say so much to each other.
Doing more is more useful than talking more!
"Are you full?" Gu Tang finally finished the last sip of soup.
He put down his bowl, looked up at Qin Junche, and asked, "What are the plans for this afternoon?"
"And you?" Qin Junche asked in return.
“Since He Hui insists on reporting to me,” Gu Tang seemed to have no intention of hiding it from him, “then I’ll reluctantly go and see for myself.”
He said, "Let's see how many people Deng Yunfei has let in during this period. Let's also see how well they've set things up."
"I'll go with you," Qin Junche said immediately.
He was already intelligent, and this was related to the struggle for the throne of the Galactic Empire.
Over the past month, he has been listening, watching, observing, and guessing, and he has been able to guess about 80-90% of the truth.
Qin Junche had considered whether or not to stay out of it.
But starting last night, everything changed.
He now recalls the night he first arrived on the capital planet.
The house that Gu Tang once took him to.
Looking back now, that must have been the secret meeting place for the former princelings.
Qin Junche followed behind Gu Tang thoughtfully, and the other party indeed led him towards the house with ease.
As they approached their destination, Gu Tang gestured for Qin Junche to be quiet.
This time, he didn't take him into the house, but instead randomly found a rooftop nearby.
The two of them stood on the roof and stared at it for a long time.
Over the course of those few hours, people kept coming and going.
In the end, Qin Junche was speechless.