The emperor's teacher (41)_1

"It's just a small matter from the Ministry of Justice. Why are you so angry?"

The young man's pleasant voice was like a Pearl, with a low magnetic and clear texture, like a clear spring, which could calm people's hearts.

As she spoke, Shen Qingyu walked up behind Chu yanhuan.

Chu yanhuan was speechless.

He placed the memorial in his hand on the table, and then reached out his slender and fair hand, gently placing it on the girl's temple.

This pair of hands was very beautiful, as exquisite as a piece of art. The joints were slender, white as porcelain, and delicate like fine Jade. The nails were neatly trimmed.

The young man lowered his delicate eyebrows and said gently, " you must be tired after so many days of handling the memorials. Let me help you.

Chu yanhuan was stunned for a moment, then she said in a low voice, " thank you.

The young man's slightly cold fingertips touched her skin, causing her to tremble slightly. The strength was just right.