The imperial city has been very lively recently, with the new emperor ascending the throne and the whole world celebrating.

At the same time, the eldest prince was sentenced to be executed in the autumn for instructing his armored guards to kill people. The treacherous ministers Baoxi and Changlong were also executed at the same time.

None of the perpetrators were spared, and their families were all sentenced to exile three thousand miles away.

The largest teahouse in the imperial city was filled with the city's common people and martial artists who came here specifically to gather information.

"Hey, have you heard? This time the emperor didn't let anyone go, and gave us common people a good vent."

"Of course I heard about it. Everyone in Beichen knows that the regent emperor has the final say. I heard that even the girls from the foreign tribes who came to pay tribute have taken a liking to the emperor and want to marry him."

"Does the emperor agree?"

A woman dressed as a female martial artist frowned and interrupted:

"Of course I cannot agree to that. I was there at the battle at Wu Ji Cliff a month ago. I saw with my own eyes how deeply the emperor loved the leader of the Demon Cult. He almost became a demon because of him. How could he possibly like someone else?"

Several people nearby became interested and came over to look at her excitedly:

"Lady, please tell me more. How did the emperor get involved with the leader of the evil cult when he just returned to secular life?"

The woman described in vivid detail what she had seen and the stories that were spread among the people, and the group listened with great interest.

He quickly asked, "Lady, what you mean is that our emperor returned to secular life for the sake of Master Shen?"

"Of course, it's more than that."

The woman approached mysteriously, raised her hand and whispered, "I heard that our emperor used to be the male favorite of Master Shen in the Demon Cult."

"what?"

Everyone opened their eyes wide in surprise. Is she so spoiled?

No one believes that a Buddhist with great martial arts skills would be forced to be someone's male lover, unless he is willing. This...

Everyone looked at each other.

Everyone became even more curious about the rumored Great Master Shen. How charming was he that a Buddhist disciple was willing to give so much for him?

At night, on Wu Ji Cliff.

After taking a bath, Shen Yutang sat in front of the window and drank alone facing the moon. After a moment, he suddenly thought of something, put the wine glass on the table, and closed the window in an upset manner.

After a moment, there was a knock on the door.

Shen Yutang was in a bad mood and said coldly: "Let's talk about it tomorrow. Everyone, leave and don't disturb me."

Ding ding ding, the knocking on the door continues.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside. Shen Yutang looked at the person outside in shock. He was wearing a white monk's robe, just like the first time they met. Yu Fan raised his Buddha's hand and said:

"Amitabha, sorry to bother you."

003 asked curiously: "Host, you have returned to secular life, why are you still wearing monk robes and speaking like a Buddhist?"

Yu Fan curled his lips inwardly: "What do you know, little kid? This is a hobby. My wife is the most understanding of romance. He likes this."

What is style?

003 Open your eyes wide and learn.

Yu Fan smiled slightly and said again: "Amitabha, benefactor, I..."

Before he could finish his words, the door was slammed shut, almost pinching Yu Fan's nose.

003 opened his eyes wide, twisted his chubby body, and said uncertainly:

"Host, this is called... understanding?"

Yu Fan didn't answer, but muttered in his heart: "Bullshit, this is the tigress showing off her power.

He stood there with a headache. The cold mountain breeze at night made him shiver.

He hasn't annoyed him recently, right? This is the first time they meet since we parted at Wu Ji Cliff. Doesn't he miss him?

Yu Fan was unhappy and wanted to smash the door with one punch, but thinking of that man's temper, he must not act impulsively for the sake of long-term considerations.

The knocking sound came again and continued, as if the person outside would knock all night long if he didn't open the door.

Shen Yutang walked over with a gloomy face and asked through the door: "What are you doing here?"

After a moment of silence, Yu Fan's voice came from outside the door, his voice gentle:

"Donor, you and I once made an agreement that one day, when I am no longer a Buddhist disciple and no longer revered by the masses, you will take me in, whether as an anu or a servant. Have you forgotten?"

Shen Yutang's mouth curled up unconsciously when he heard this, and he said with an accent:

"I don't think so. The emperor is now powerful and has more glory than being a Buddhist. How can he have nowhere to go? If it doesn't work, go to the foreign gang. There are people there who care about you."

It turned out that he was jealous. Yu Fan showed a smug look on his face, thinking that the person inside the door was so cute.

I was itching to see him.

He spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "My wife, it's windy outside, can you open the door for me?"

This trick really worked. Shen Yutang opened the door in shame and anger, pulled Yufan in, and slammed the door.

She looked at him with a blushing face: "You don't want shame, but I still want it, why are you yelling?"

What wife? Did you marry him? What good things are you thinking about?

Shen Yutang's cheeks were flushed, as beautiful as red and white peach blossoms. If you get closer, you can smell the fragrance of flower petals on his body after bathing. Yu Fan was intoxicated by him.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Shen Yutang's eyes were fixed and her cheeks were flushed. Just as she was about to dodge, she was hugged by Yu Fan.

"Be good, don't move, let me hug you, I miss you so much"

Shen Yutang felt at peace leaning on his warm chest and really wanted to stay like that forever, but she still felt uneasy in her heart and struggled to push him away.

Yu Fan didn't let go, but held her tighter, buried his head in Shen Yutang's neck, took a deep breath, and explained lightly:

"Don't you understand my feelings towards you, my donor? No matter how good the people out there are, they are no match for you in my heart."

Shen Yutang stopped struggling, leaned gently on his chest, and muttered:

"You are a wicked monk. How can a monk be as smooth-talking as you?"

Yu Fan especially liked Shen Yutang's smooth black hair. He ran his fingers through the silky hair and said with admiration:

"I didn't think I was this kind of person before, but after meeting you, my benefactor, I naturally became like this."

Shen Yutang found it funny and pushed him away: "You mean you blame me?"

Yu Fan raised his hand and said:

"I dare not. Now the whole world is saying that I am your male lover. My reputation is ruined. Don't you think you should treat me like a male lover?"

What a reputation that has been ruined. The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes.

Shen Yutang glared at him angrily, then slowly walked to the couch and leaned against it.

"Come here, monk."

Yu Fan walked over and sat beside the couch, looking at him affectionately: "Donor, please speak."

Shen Yutang felt sweet inside when he looked at her like that, and asked softly:

"Then I would like to ask you, what kind of treatment do you want from me as a male concubine?"

Yu Fan looked at him meaningfully for a few more times and said, "Of course it is an honor to apply medicine to you, the donor."

"Apply medicine?"

"I got this medicine from the imperial palace treasury. It is very effective in removing scars."

After saying that, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms.

Shen Yutang looked at the red color in shock. It was red again!!!

"You, you monk are really bad"

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