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

When the West Lake Fish Soup, Dongpo Braised Pork, Pork, Celery and Shrimp Dumplings, and Taro Cakes were all on the table, Yan Xun was still lying on the soft couch, refusing to get up. Xun Da Heng carried it to the dining room, and had to ask a maid to bring all the food to the study.

Yan Xun looked eagerly at the food placed on the table, immediately hooked Xiao Yuebai's neck with both hands, and rubbed Xiao Yuebai's chin flatteringly: "Sir, carry me there."

Xiao Yuebai reached out to caress Yan Xun's legs, and said with concern: "Ah Xun, are you still unable to get up?"

Yan Xun nodded pitifully, and then stretched his neck hard to stare at the food, just like a hungry cat stares at a fresh fish that is alive and kicking.

Xiao Yuebai couldn't help thinking of Yan Xuncai's expression, posture, and panting just now, his thoughts were suddenly in a mess, and he concentrated, before saying: "All right."

Yan Xun was carried by Xiao Yuebai to the table. There were pens, ink, paper and inkstones and some books on the table, but now these things have been put aside, leaving only West Lake Fish Soup, Dongpo Pork Pork, Pork and Celery Shrimp dumplings, taro crisps, rice, bamboo chopsticks, and spoons.

"It's delicious." Yan Xun ate the West Lake fish soup while stuffing rice into his mouth, devouring it like a wolf.

Xiao Yuebai couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Ah Xun, am I starving you?"

Yan Xun's cheeks were round, and he said vaguely: "Sir, you eat too."

Xiao Yuebai put a piece of Dongpo pork into Yan Xun's bowl, the soft but not rotten, agate-colored Dongpo pork perched on top of the snow-white rice, but Xiao Yuebai moved the bamboo chopsticks and sent it to herself in the mouth.

Yan Xun picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and was about to pick them up, but was in vain, his eyes were steaming with grievance, he simply put the bamboo chopsticks down, and kissed Xiao Yuebai with his head tilted.

On the face of it, Xiao Yue allowed Yan Xun to scramble for the Dongpo braised pork he was talking about, but secretly hid a plate of taro crisps behind her back on purpose.

"The Dongpo braised meat that I snatched from Mr.'s mouth is really delicious." Yan Xun sighed in admiration, his elegant eyebrows and eyes were full of satisfaction.

But before he was satisfied for a long time, he found that the taro cakes on the table had disappeared. He couldn't help but change his face, and leaned down to look under the table. There was nothing under the table. He stood up, turned around the table, and asked in confusion, "Where did my taro cake go? If it fell on the ground, it should make a sound."

Seeing this, Xiao Yuebai maliciously refused to hand over the taro crisps, but instead neatly pierced Yan Xun: "Ah Xun, aren't your legs so weak that you can't get up?"

Yan Xun forgot the taro crisps for a while, and said forcefully: "I just hooked my husband's neck, and let him hug me, and finally nodded. I never said that I couldn't get up , sir, don't slander me."

"But it turned out that I would have misunderstood it." Xiao Yuebai ignored Yan Xun, and unhurriedly ate a pork, celery and shrimp dumpling, a bowl of West Lake fish soup, and a piece of Dongpo meat.

Yan Xun thought that he really made Xiao Yuebai angry, so he hurriedly threw himself into Xiao Yuebai's arms, and said apologetically: "Sir, I was wrong, my legs have obviously slowed down, but I let my husband hug me." lie."

Xiao Yuebai gave way to the West Lake fish soup, so as not to be rubbed by Yan Xun, but there was no other reaction.

"Sir, sir..." Yan Xun called repeatedly, feeling more panic in his heart, afraid that Xiao Yuebai would ignore him again, "Sir, you can punish me however you want, but don't ignore me, sir..."

As Yan Xun said, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yuebai's hanging left hand. Although the left hand was mostly covered by the wide robe, a bit of taro cake slipped out of it.

Yan Xun calmly climbed off Xiao Yuebai, his expression remained unchanged, he still looked timid, sniffed and said, "Mister ignores me, and I ignore Mr." run wildly.

Xiao Yuebai was stunned, confused, put the taro cake in her hand, got up and chased after him, and finally chased out of the door, but saw Yan Xun standing by the door, and smiled triumphantly: "Sir, don't you want me to go? You are in a hurry ?”

Xiao Yuebai hugged Yan Xun, kissed for a while, and then said very solemnly: "Ah Xun, I don't want you to leave, I was really in a hurry just now."

Yan Xun glanced at the taro cakes placed on the table, and said generously: "What you said really pleases me, so I will reluctantly forgive you for stealing my taro cakes."

Was he actually designed by Yan Xun?Xiao Yuebai smiled and said: "If I don't chase you out, what will you do?"

Yan Xun's dark eyeballs rolled around, and he came up with an idea: "I'm going to ask the cook to make a big table of delicacies from mountains and seas, eight treasures of jade, wild vegetables from mountains, pearls and emeralds, delicacies, delicacies, and delicacies made of gold and jade." If I eat, I will make my husband poor."

Xiao Yuebai smiled: "Ah Xun, I have never taught you to pile up rhetoric like this."

"I'm not trying to pile up rhetoric, but to emphasize it." Yan Xun said straightforwardly, "It's used to emphasize that I want to eat delicious food from all over the world."

"So that's how it is." Xiao Yuebai said noncommittally, "Would you like me to play music and strike the bell to cheer you up?"

Yan Xunsi and Xiao Yuebai's qin sound of flat sand and falling geese subconsciously shuddered: "I'm afraid I can't bear the kindness of the master."

Xiao Yuebai showed a sad expression: "Is the sound of my piano really so unbearable?"

Yan Xun grabbed Xiao Yuebai's delicate wrist, bit the flesh on the back of the hand carefully, and said nonsense: "Mr.'s piano sound is invincible in the world, but I am too vulgar to appreciate it."

When Xiao Yuebai was young, because of the harsh sound of the piano, he was often punished by his father. He practiced hard, but even though all ten fingers were forced out of blisters, he did not make any progress. Now his piano skills are barely Better than when I was younger.

When he was young, he used to compete with the qin, and he would not sleep or sleep in order to practice the qin, but now, he has let go of it. The sad look on his face was originally seen by Yan Xun, who was praised by Yan Xun He, he immediately smiled and said, "Ah Xun, you bluntly say that you are vulgar, so I will play the piano every day to educate you."

Yan Xun's lips parted slightly, the words of refusal had reached his throat, he was afraid of hurting Xiao Yuebai's heart, so he pressed it down desperately, his eyes were moist: "Okay."

Seeing Yan Xun's well-behaved and pitiful appearance, Xiao Yuebai chuckled lightly: "Ah Xun, let's continue eating."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yuebai hugged Yan Xun horizontally, and closed the door again, Yan Xun immediately reached out and hugged Xiao Yuebai's neck: "I like it when Mr. hugs me."

Xiao Yuebai carried Yan Xun to the table and was about to put it down, but Yan Xun said coquettishly: "I want to sit on Mr. Lap to eat."

Xiao Yuebai was three parts helpless and seven parts sweet, he did as he said, and fed Yan Xun spoonful after spoonful of West Lake fish soup for another night.

After Yan Xun finished using the West Lake fish soup, he rubbed Xiao Yuebai's cheek affectionately: "Sir, are you hungry too? I can eat by myself, sir, let's eat quickly."

Xiao Yuebai obediently took a taro cake and ate it, and then used the rice. His hands passed through Yan Xun's armpits, holding the rice in one hand, and pinching Dongpo meat with the other.

Before Xiao Yuebai used up a bowl of rice, Yan Xun was shaken by the soft flesh under his armpit being rubbed from time to time, all his senses were concentrated on the rubbed place, and he even forgot the taro cake in his mouth clean and dry.

Xiao Yuebai caught a glimpse of Yan Xun's wrist with some taro cake flakes, so he grabbed Yan Xun's wrist, turned it over, and put the flakes into his mouth.

The thin white skin on the wrist was licked by the slightly rough tongue, as if it penetrated the skin and directly touched the dark blue veins and arteries, Yan Xun's breath stopped suddenly, and he felt that his life was at stake. In Xiao Yuebai's hands, his own body was also very joyfully looking forward to Xiao Yuebai's closeness—from every inch of flesh to every strand of hair, from every breath to every pulse, from the blood rushing through the blood vessels. The blood hit the organs on the chest...

Xiao Yuebai sensed Yan Xun's ecstasy, and asked, "Ah Xun, what are you thinking? Could it be that this taro cake is hard to swallow?"

It took a long time for Yan Xun to come back to his senses: "Sir, I used to be very envious of Mrs. Han's love for Xingzhi, but now I don't envy him at all."

Xiao Yuebai was slightly surprised: "Why?"

Yan Xun turned his head and stared intently at Xiao Yuebai's pair of peach blossom eyes: "Because my husband likes me, if every person born in this world can only meet ten lucky things, then the one lucky thing that met my husband is enough to make up for it." Ten blessings."

"No, Ah Xun, you will meet countless blessings." Xiao Yuebai was moved by Yan Xun's confession, and secretly made up his mind to get rid of the Zhao family and the Han family, and put Yan Xun on the throne of God, so that Yan Xun could act recklessly , life or death.

Xiao Yuebai smiled secretly again, she was like this, hoping that Yan Xun would be a fool.

Yan Xun suddenly raised his head, his eyes were burning.

Xiao Yuebai thought that Yan Xun was going to say something, but Yan Xun kissed Xiao Yuebai again, and passed a small piece of taro cake in his mouth.

Yan Xun licked Xiao Yuebai's lips: "Sir, how does the taro cake taste in my mouth?"

"A delicacy in the world." Xiao Yuebai picked up a pork, celery and shrimp dumpling between her teeth, and signaled Yan Xun to bite the other end.

The two ate very slowly, and waited for the pork, celery and shrimp dumplings that had been taken out of the soup to cool completely before eating separately, and then kissed each other lingeringly.

The two were having a meal while making out, and after the meal, the sun was already setting.

"Sir, let's go see the fire burns the clouds." Yan Xun dragged Xiao Yuebai to sit in a gazebo in the garden, and called Luo Ying to make a pot of Pu'er tea for digestion.

The fiery red, gray purple, and bright yellow of splashed ink and watercolor overlap, dyeing the originally white clouds with beautiful colors, and making the blue sky more vivid.

Not long after, Huoshaoyun was submerged in the night, and the cold wind suddenly picked up.

The two of them went back to the study after drinking Pu'er tea, Yan Xun was doing calculations at the table, but Xiao Yuebai took a copy of "Wei Liao Zi" and read it carefully.

This "Wei Liao Zi" is a military book, but what it says is quite contradictory. It not only advocates strict criminal law to govern the country and army, but also advocates benevolence and justice.

Xiao Yuebai is just a scholar, he is not good at the art of war, in order to help Yan Xun, in the past few months, whenever he has free time, he has devoted himself to study the art of war. up.

No one can discuss the art of military strategist with him, so it was a bit difficult for him to read. After he knew that his teacher was far away, he often wrote letters to him.

The most important thing in the art of war is to adapt to the situation and follow the trend. He is just talking about wars on paper now, but even talking on paper is much better than not knowing at all.

Xiao Yuebai closed "Wei Liaozi" and thought to himself: I am really incompetent, I can only teach arithmetic, poetry, history and so on.

Yan Xun noticed that Xiao Yuebai was looking at him, and teased: "Sir, don't you want to kiss me again?"

Xiao Yuebai put down "Wei Liaozi", walked up to Yan Xun's face, tapped Yan Xun's forehead lightly, and assumed the posture of a gentleman: "Ah Xun, have you finished solving your arithmetic problems?"

"It hurts so much." Yan Xun rubbed his forehead, "There is one more question left, but my head was knocked on my head, so I don't know how to solve it."

Xiao Yuebai scanned through the calculation problems that Yan Xun had solved one by one, a total of [-] calculation problems without any mistakes.

Seeing that Xiao Yuebai did not respond, Yan Xun took the initiative and said: "As long as the master kisses me, I can solve this problem immediately."

Xiao Yuebai smiled slightly: "My kiss actually has such a miraculous effect."

"That's right, that's right." Yan Xun nodded again and again, but at this moment, there was a knock on the study door—two knocks, a pause, and three quick knocks—it was Lu Zizhao.

Xiao Yuebai raised her voice and said, "Zizhao, just come in."

When Yan Xun heard the words, all the coquettish look on his face subsided, and he turned into a look of indistinguishable joy and anger.

Lu Zizhao pushed the door open, and presented Concubine Han's reply letter to Xiao Yuebai.

He knew that Xiao Yuebai and Yan Xun had something to talk about and he couldn't be disturbed, so he retreated and closed the door tightly again.

Xiao Yuebai opened it to read, and then handed the reply letter to Yan Xun.

After Yan Xun looked at it, he said calmly: "Sir, I really didn't expect it wrong, but I guess it was wrong again."

Yan Xun's words, the first half of the sentence means that as Xiao Yuebai expected, Emperor Wen has been bewitched by the Zhao family, and the second half of the sentence means that Xiao Yuebai's information is wrong, and Emperor Wen may not be able to get rid of the Zhao family before the Mid-Autumn Festival this year go.

When he was young, Yan Xun added in a cold voice: "My father, disregarding the poor livelihood of the people and the frequent disasters, is obsessed with beauty every day, and writes sour poems..."

Emperor Wen is Yan Xun's biological father. As a son of man, Yan Xun should not say anything more, so he swallowed the remaining words.

Xiao Yuebai picked up the reply letter thrown by Yan Xun on the ground, put it to the candle wick and burned it, the thin paper was immediately swallowed by the flames, only the curl of white smoke lingered for panting, and disappeared with the snap of her fingers.

This reply stated that ten days ago, the Zhao family presented a pair of twin siblings to Emperor Wen. After some careful training/teaching, both siblings are charming and charming, so that Emperor Wen, who has never been a masculinity, immediately pressed his younger brother on the bed to taste it. Day only cared about committing adultery with the two siblings, and the two siblings spoke softly for the Zhao family. Emperor Wen was happy, but he still remembered that he was determined to deal with the Zhao family, but he accepted a lot of benefits from the Zhao family.

The author has something to say: Cooking gold, eating jade and waiting for the bell to ring comes from Luo Binwang's "Emperor Capital Chapter", which means that rich dishes are waiting for the music to strike the bell before they are placed into a feast.