The whole world thinks that I am trying to usurp the throne

Yan Xun was only fourteen years old, he hadn't grown up yet, and his stature was not as good as Xiao Yuebai's. Holding Xiao Yuebai was to support him, but Xiao Yuebai's soft call pulled him out of his trance, he was caught off guard for a moment, staggered, and Almost threw Xiao Yuebai to the ground.

Seeing that Yan Xun's body was unstable, Xiao Yuebai subconsciously wrapped his hands around Yan Xun's neck. Xiao Yuebai's wide moon-white robes rubbed against his skin and fell down, barely reaching his elbows, revealing The forearm that comes out has a beautiful line, as white as fat.

It's close to Bailu, now it's past noon, the sun is tilting towards the west, it's the hottest time of the day, the bright light is scattered on Xiao Yuebai's forearm, and the skin on the top of it emits a dazzling luster The next moment, this skin was attached to Yan Xun's red/naked skin on the side of the neck. The touch of Yan Xun's skin made Xiao Yuebai's heart beat violently, and a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkled instantly. shimmering.

It was so easy to carry Xiao Yuebai onto the wheelchair safely, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on Yan Xun's forehead, the thin sweat slid across his cheeks, dripped down from his chin, and fell on Xiao Yuebai's delicate collarbone On top of it, it turned around in the depression, and then slid into Xiao Yuebai's lapel, without a trace.

Yan Xun felt a little hot in his ears for some reason, collected himself, turned around, and then apologized to Xiao Yuebai: "Sir, it's my fault."

Xiao Yuebai looked up at Yan Xun, smiled and said, "Why does Your Highness want to apologize to me?"

"I almost threw Mr. off just now, it's one of them." Yan Xun pondered for a moment, his ears turned red, but Xiao Yuebai asked: "Then what's the second?"

Xiao Yuebai's lapel was a little loose, and because Yan Xun was standing, his eyes could easily slip into the lapel, brushing over the skin of his heart, winding down, almost a section of Xiao Yuebai's lower abdomen could be glimpsed .

Yan Xun took a step back abruptly, tried his best to avert his overjoyed gaze, and said, "My sweat just fell into Mr.'s lapel."

Xiao Yuebai stretched out his hand towards Yan Xun, and said softly: "Ah Xun, come here."

Yan Xun didn't know what Xiao Yuebai was going to do, he hesitated for a while, and obediently came to Xiao Yuebai, with a pitiful expression on his face: "Will you punish me, sir?"

Xiao Yuebai didn't answer, but instead said: "Ah Xun, lower your head."

Yan Xun tremblingly followed his words, drooping his eyelids, not daring to look at Xiao Yuebai, the next moment, there was not so soft skin covering his forehead, and immediately after, that warm skin was on his forehead. He wiped his forehead carefully until all the thin sweat on it was wiped off before leaving.

Yan Xun raised his eyes slightly, stared blankly at Xiao Yuebai's eyebrows, and then looked at Xiao Yuebai's hands.

When Xiao Yuebai was young, in order to practice willow style, he had to work hard, after training, he did not dare to neglect, he did not rest every day, and he was diligent and hardworking, he often turned on the lamp to read at night, his fingers would not be scratched by the pages of the book, Therefore, although Xiao Yuebai has fine skin and tender flesh, the skin on his hands is definitely not soft.

Yan Xun stared at the moisture on the fingertips, quickly took out a brocade handkerchief, grabbed Xiao Yuebai's wrist and wiped it carefully.

Xiao Yuebai reminded: "His Royal Highness, let's go inside. Although you have turned away from the left and right, if someone else passes by and sees your behavior, it is really inappropriate."

Hearing the sound, Yan Xun let go of Xiao Yuebai's wrist, and all the redundant emotions floating on his face subsided, he looked around, and said lightly: "All right."

Yan Xun pushed Xiao Yuebai into his bedroom, bent down again, pinched the slender wrist, trying to wipe off his sweat, but although it was autumn now, the heat in the air hadn't dissipated, The gap just now was already hot enough to evaporate the water vapor that drenched Xiao Yuebai's fingertips. In this way, Yan Xun pinched Xiao Yuebai's wrist again, which seemed abrupt. Yan Xun suddenly pinched Xiao Yuebai's wrist. Let go of your fingers, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Your Highness..."

"gentlemen……"

The two spoke at the same time, their voices collided in one place, and then stopped at the same time.

Xiao Yuebai smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, you should talk first."

In fact, Yan Xun didn't think about what to say, so he said casually, "Would you like some tea, sir?"

drink tea?The smile on Xiao Yuebai's face was even wider. According to what Yan Xun said, he was sent to the prison cell of Dali Temple by Yan Xun together with Yan Xun yesterday morning, and it was already night when he woke up, and he hadn't eaten anything since he woke up. Drinking tea on an empty stomach is not good for the body even without a drop of water, Yan Xun's words are clearly inappropriate.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Yan Xun also realized that he had said something wrong, so he mumbled: "Sir, what do you want to say?"

Xiao Yuebai said without hesitation: "Your Highness, can you ask someone to make a pot of clouds and mist from Mount Lu?"

Yan Xun knew that Xiao Yuebai was going to give him a step down, so he didn't respond, and asked again: "Sir, what do you want to say?"

Seeing Yan Xun's stubborn face, Xiao Yuebai sighed in a low voice: "Your Highness, can you send me back to the room and order the servant to bring hot water for me to bathe?"

That's right, Xiao Yuebai Xijie must have felt unwell after spending the night in the dirty cell.

Yan Xun nodded repeatedly and said, "I'll go right away."

Yan Xun got out of the bedroom and ordered the servants to bring hot water and food.

After a while, two servants came in with a bathtub, and two more people carried a wooden bucket filled with hot water, and poured the water in the wooden bucket into the bathtub.

Xiao Yuebai saw the servants busy coming and going, looked sideways at Yan Xun and said: "Since Your Highness wants to take a bath, I don't want to disturb you, so I will take my leave first."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuebai turned the wheels of the wheelchair and wanted to go out.

Yan Xun stopped Xiao Yuebai, and said: "This water is prepared for Mr., can I help Mr. take a bath first?"

Xiao Yuebai hesitated for a while, but couldn't bear to refuse Yan Xun, so she agreed: "All right."

Yan Xun pushed the wheelchair to the side of the bed, first carried Xiao Yuebai onto the bed, then squatted down, and took off his shoes and socks.

The bare/exposed feet were very red and swollen, and the skin on them had some cuts. These cuts were not deep, and all of them had been closed, leaving only a few blood scabs lying horizontally among the redness and swelling, which was very eye-catching.

Yan Xun covered Xiao Yuebai's feet with trembling hands, and said softly, "Mister..."

Xiao Yuebai interrupted Yan Xun's words, jokingly said: "Your Highness was sleepy yesterday, kept smacking his mouth, but did you dream about something delicious?"

Although Yan Xun had no impression of this, he was still very embarrassed. He is already a 14-year-old boy, how could he dream of eating like a child?

These embarrassments immediately forced the apologies that occupied Yan Xun's heart to retreat, but Xiao Yuebai was not satisfied, and continued: "Your Highness not only smashed his mouth, but also drooled, and the saliva fell on me."

Under Xiao Yuebai's description, Yan Xun couldn't help but blushed. He had never lost his composure like this since he could remember.

The next moment, he heard Xiao Yuebai chuckle and say: "Your Highness, don't take it seriously, I was just talking nonsense."

Yan Xun pouted towards Xiao Yuebai, and said aggrievedly: "Sir, you bully people."

Xiao Yuebai shook her head and said: "Your Highness is distinguished, how dare I bully you?"

Yan Xun was at a loss for words for a while, so he simply lowered his head to untie Xiao Yuebai's outer shirt. He took off Xiao Yuebai's outer shirt, middle coat, inner coat, and outer trousers one by one, and then went to untie Xiao Yuebai's obscene trousers. bring.

Xiao Yuebai pressed Yan Xun's hand, and refused: "It's already beyond the norm to be topless in front of Your Highness, so don't take off your obscene pants."

"Okay." Yan Xun carried Xiao Yuebai and walked towards the tub, but luckily the tub was only ten steps away from the bed, this time Yan Xun's footsteps were very steady, and he smoothly sent Xiao Yuebai into the tub, The hot water soaked up to Xiao Yuebai's neck immediately, ripples appeared on the surface of the water, and the mist diffused gracefully.

Xiao Yuebai crossed the white mist and looked at Yan Xun: "Your Highness, you should go and review your books first. I haven't passed your exam yet."

Knowing that Xiao Yuebai had found a reason to distract him, Yan Xun nodded kindly and walked away.

Xiao Yuebai stared at Yan Xun's fading figure, pulled out the hairpin from his hair, and poured down his hair, thinking to himself: Ah Xun is still young, and he doesn't know love, let alone what I think about him. The fact that he is so close to me now is just out of dependence. I hope Ah Xun grows up and likes me.

Xiao Yuebai suddenly recalled Yan Xun in the previous life, at that time Yan Xun hated him very much, avoided him all the time, never took his appearance into his eyes, and almost regarded him as nothing.

In order for Yan Xun to take a straight look at him, Xiao Yuebai, who was then the minister of Dali Temple, tried his best and resorted to all kinds of tricks, and endless conspiracies and tricks piled up in his heart, which disturbed him every day, and he often woke up from his sleep. Once he woke up, he couldn't sleep anymore, so he could only face the dim or clear moonlight, and described Yan Xun's appearance over and over again in his mind.

Another year, Xiao Yuebai finally climbed up to the position of prime minister, with all the power in the court, but even if he seized the power, Yan Xun's face never lost color, and he was always arrogant.

In order to make Yan Xun lose color, one day after the court was over, when Yan Xun was reviewing the memorials, Xiao Yuebai bullied his body to press Yan Xun's body, pressed Yan Xun on top of many memorials, and covered his lower lip.

Yan Xun had never been treated like this before, and he struggled fiercely, but unfortunately, instead of breaking free from under Xiao Yuebai, he knocked down the memorial on the table.

The memorials fell to the ground one after another, and the sound of the strikes was extremely ear-piercing.

Seeing that the struggle was unsuccessful, Yan Xun stopped struggling, closed his eyes tightly, and let Xiao Yuebai bite his lips.

This kiss was not at all charming, it was all a coercion, Xiao Yuebai became more and more unwilling, pried open Yan Xun's teeth with his soft tongue, penetrated into Yan Xun's mouth, and teased wantonly.

After kissing for a long time, Yan Xun didn't make the slightest sound, Xiao Yuebai's heart felt desperate, fearing that if he took off Yan Xun's clothes on the spot and sent himself into Yan Xun's body, Yan Xun wouldn't respond at all. .

Xiao Yuebai's body suddenly turned cold, she let go of Xiao Yuebai, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, just critique the paper carefully."

Yan Xun opened his eyes, glanced at Xiao Yuebai, then bent down to pick up the scattered memorials, not even bothering to wipe off the remaining body fluid on his lips.

Xiao Yuebai stared condescendingly at the back of Yan Xun's white neck, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she happily said: "Your Majesty, your birthday will be in one month, how about marrying me on your birthday?"

This dynasty didn't promote masculinity, although there was a Nanfeng pavilion for rich men with broken sleeves or novelty, but the status of the young men was low, and they were the most inferior existences in the world, far inferior to the prostitutes who also traded in flesh and blood.

Ordinary men would never marry a man, let alone marry a wife.

Yan Xungui is the Son of Heaven, even if he loses all his power, he should not be subdued, let alone marrying Xiao Yuebai as his wife. Xiao Yuebai originally thought that Yan Xun would turn pale when he heard the words, but unexpectedly, Yan Xun just raised his head and looked at Xiao Yuebai. Yuebai said indifferently: "If Gu is not willing, what about Xiao Que?"

Although Yan Xun's face was hard to distinguish between emotions and anger, Xiao Yuebai's face was still reflected in his pupils.

Xiao Yuebai smiled contentedly, and was about to make a sound, but saw that Yan Xun had picked up all the memorials and placed them on the table. Yan Xun was holding an ink brush in one hand, and opened a memorial in the other, but did not give it to Xiao Yue. From the corner of his eyes, Bai opened his lips and said, "It's up to you."

Yan Xun clearly agreed to marry him, but seeing this, Xiao Yuebai couldn't be happy at all.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuebai's heart was flooded with despair that was almost overflowing at that time, and suddenly, a soft voice brushed against his ears: "Sir, the water is already a little cold, I will hug you up." stop."

Xiao Yuebai raised her head in a daze, stared at Yan Xun, and subconsciously grabbed Yan Xun's hands.

Due to the steaming heat, Xiao Yuebai's face faded from paleness, and was covered with a layer of bright color, which spread all over his cheeks, extended to his neck, and submerged into the water again.

Xiao Yuebai seems to have regained his spirits due to the bright color, but his eyes are full of panic.

Yan Xun let Xiao Yuebai clasp his hands, leaned down to look at Xiao Yuebai, and asked with concern: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Xun was within an inch, most of his breath fell on Xiao Yuebai's face, Xiao Yuebai finally came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "I accidentally fell asleep just now, I had a nightmare."

Yan Xun had already showered, and changed into a dark crimson shirt. This shirt was the most common style, but it made his eyebrows and eyes more beautiful and elegant.

He pulled Xiao Yuebai up with his backhand, then reached out his hand into the water, clasped Xiao Yuebai's waist, and carried him back to the bed.

As soon as Xiao Yuebai's body touched the bed, she said to Yan Xun: "Your Highness, just turn your back."

Yan Xun immediately turned his back, Xiao Yuebai unbuttoned his drenched panties, and took the sweat towel put aside to wipe off the wetness on his body.

Xiao Yuebai had never been so naked in front of others, even though Yan Xun had turned his back, he felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time, a secret joy rose in his heart.

He wants to treat Yan Xun better, in this life he must make Yan Xun fall in love with him, since Yan Xun is unwilling to marry him, let him marry Yan Xun.

There were his clothes on the bed, the top was easily put on, but the pants took some effort.

"Okay." Yan Xun didn't turn around until Xiao Yuebai made a sound, sat on the bed, took out a jar of plaster from his arms, and said, "Sir, I'll apply the medicine for you."

This plaster is what Yan Xun asked for from the doctor who saw Xiao Yuebai before leaving Dali Temple.

Xiao Yuebai pointed to Yan Xun's lapel and said: "Your Highness, if you don't get cold, you'd better go change into another shirt."

Yan Xun lowered his head and glanced at the front of his clothes, the front of the clothes was wet a lot from Xiao Yuebai who had just come out of the bath.

He shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's still hot, but after a while, it will be done, how can I be so delicate."

After saying that, Yan Xun suddenly thought of his own sweat that evaporated on Xiao Yuebai's fingertips, and suddenly, he was at a loss.

In order to conceal his strangeness, Yan Xun asked: "What did you dream about just now, sir?"

Xiao Yuebai thought for a while, then said with a smile: "I dreamed that I fell in love with someone, but he didn't like me."

Yan Xun smiled and said: "Mr. is outstanding in talent and appearance, is there any woman in this world who doesn't like Mr.?"

Xiao Yuebai didn't say clearly that the one he likes is not a woman, he only looked at Yan Xun, but smiled without saying a word.

"If you marry a wife, sir, will you still be my husband?" Yan Xun worried, "Mr. will be my husband for the rest of my life."

Xiao Yuebai said with a smile: "What if I stop being your husband after I marry a wife? What will Your Highness do?"

Yan Xun suddenly threw himself into Xiao Yuebai's arms, hugged Xiao Yuebai's waist, rubbed his forehead against Xiao Yuebai's heart twice, and said in a muffled voice: "Then I will not allow you to marry a wife, I am a prince, sir, you must Listen to me."

Xiao Yuebai reached out and stroked the back of Yan Xun's hairy head, teasingly said: "If I don't listen, what will I do if I insist on marrying a wife?"

"Then..." Yan Xun raised his head, took a bite of Xiao Yuebai's collarbone, and said angrily, "Then I will make a big fuss and teach you whether to get married."

Xiao Yuebai poked Yan Xun's swollen cheeks due to suffocation, her peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, she opened her lips and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I won't marry a wife, so Your Highness can save himself the trouble of making a fuss. "

The author has something to say: There was a bug in the last chapter, I accidentally forgot to bring Yan Huan back to the palace, so I overhauled it

Go down the emotional line first, and play along with the plot line