The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

The sky gradually turned cold, and the ground dragon was burned in the bedroom. Su Yang held a cup of hot tea in his hand and played chess with himself.

In fact, he is not good at playing chess, he just arranges troops in front of the chess record, Zong Huan watches quietly from the side, and only when he sees him making a mistake, he will give pointers aloud, Su Yang ignores him, just follow his own mistakes There is a way.

After a few times, Zong Huan didn't say much anymore, but he couldn't help but feel sad. He still remembered how cute and cute this little thing was once nestled in his arms, but now he was so indifferent. After all, it was all his fault.

Some injuries cannot be made up with an apology, but fortunately, he still has a lifetime to make up for it.

Ah Hong pushed the door open and entered, replacing the gradually cooling tea with warm ones. Behind her were several maidservants in peach-pink skirts, each holding Fengjun's clothes and accessories, which were still bright red, but It is not the previous style, it is sewn more gorgeously and dignifiedly.

Whether it was King Wu, the court clothes worn by Fengjun when he went to the Taimiao to worship, or even the phoenix chariot that Su Yang rode on, all the things that reminded him of the peak of Wangchen Peak that day did not appear in front of him again. Men are better at deceiving themselves than anyone else.

I just want to forget that it's not easy, not to mention that Zong Huan appeared in front of him every day, even this thoughtful Ah Hong always reminded Su Yang that everything about him was controlled by this man, and he could do whatever he wanted. Monitor him, play with him, but he can't escape, he can only suffer.

Zong Huan picked up the complicated costume and looked it over carefully, with a satisfied look on his face, he looked back at Su Yang and said, "Bao'er, come here and try to see if it fits."

Su Yang hesitated for a moment, then walked obediently to his side and let him play around.

Due to the abundance of time, this set of clothes was much more thoughtful than the previous one. He was born with a stunning appearance, but now he was wearing a feather red brocade shirt with peony and phoenix patterns, and his temperament was even more noble and elegant. In a word, that fair and radiant face already made people unable to take their eyes off.

Zong Huan carefully tied the belt for him. Although he seldom served others, it was not awkward to do such a thing, it seemed like an innate talent.

When he finished arranging the complicated clothes, he raised his eyes to meet Su Yang's moist and clear eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and the drunken obsequiousness of this little brat appeared in his mind, with every frown and smile revealing With a demonic aura, and a passion for him that he had never had before, he felt a little moved in his heart.

If it wasn't for the strong alcohol that hurt his health, and the child's health was never good, he would definitely have to pour him a few pots.

Zong Huan raised his hand and waved the palace man back, and directly picked up the child and pressed him down on the bed. The long black and thick hair was spread on the bright yellow silk and satin, and the gorgeous fiery red body, three strong colors contrasted with each other. , showing breathtaking beauty.

Su Yang finally stopped being calm, panic flashed in his eyes, his lower lip was bitten with deep teeth marks, like a kitten whose territory had been violated, with a stubborn and fragile expression.

Zong Huan's heart softened naturally, he stretched out his hand to caress those red lips, frowned and said: "No need to do that, unless you nod, I will never touch you."

Su Yang felt a little relieved, but the man on top of him didn't intend to get up. Instead, he sniffed at his neck and said in a low voice, "Bao'er, don't make me wait too long, my patience is limited."

Zong Huan's voice is usually domineering, full of domineering and self-confidence, but now his voice is lowered, and it has a vague meaning of acting like a baby. If it is heard by the palace people outside the palace, it may be To be terrified.

Saying such domineering words in such a coquettish tone is simply a foul, but Su Yang will not be easily shaken anymore, he pushed the man's shoulders hard, and muttered: "The clothes are all crumpled."

Zong Huan sighed lightly, got up from him and straightened his crumpled clothes.

Su Yang looked at his serious expression, and thought to himself, there is still [-]% of the progress, and soon he will be able to leave this world and leave this man's control.

Just the thought of leaving made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Although some memories have been cleared, this body still has the feelings from the past, and they will not dissipate immediately.

Zong Huan didn't know what he was thinking, and whispered in a low voice: "A few days ago, I paid tribute to a few pearl crucian carp from the south of the Yangtze River. Last time you tasted the steamed one and said it was delicious. I ordered the imperial dining room to make the same one for lunch. Eat more now and then, you are too thin, it hurts when I hold you."

Su Yang answered with lowered eyes, and after a long time he asked, "How will His Majesty deal with His Highness King Wu?"

Zong Huan was slightly taken aback, and he said with a light smile: "I intend to conspire to usurp the throne and hijack Lord Feng. I have already deprived him of his title and removed him from the royal family forever. In the future, he will only be a sinner Zong Xu, not a relative of the emperor, let alone His Highness Wu Wang. If it wasn't for you..."

He stopped before he finished speaking, but Su Yang knew the deep meaning. If it wasn't for him, Zong Xu would have met Hades by now.

Because there are child Gu in his body, Zong Xu's body is mother Gu, once Zong Xu is killed, his life will be gone.It's just that something will happen sooner or later if it goes on like this for a long time, and he must make progress before then.

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On the day of the canonization ceremony, the sky was gloomy with light snow falling.

Zong Huan looked at the thin snow covered the ground and frowned. The day chosen by Si Tianjian was really not a good one. "Snow" is the same as "blood". It is always unlucky to hold a wedding on such a day.

Su Yang was very happy, he rarely saw snow in his world, so every time he saw snow, he would be very surprised.He has forgotten many things, and naturally he does not remember that he has actually seen snow many times, and he has long been accustomed to this kind of weather.

He stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes, the icy and cool touch in his palm quickly turned into water droplets, he took great pleasure in catching the falling snow, and he didn't care if his luxurious clothes got wet.

After returning from offering sacrifices to ancestors in Taimiao, this was the first time he showed a happy expression in front of Zong Huan. Zong Huan stared straight at him, fearing that if he missed a glance, it would be difficult to see him again in the future.

Ah Hong reminded from the side: "Lord Feng Jun, don't be greedy."

She used to call Su Yang "Master" directly, but after returning from Wangchen Peak, she also found out that Su Yang was alienated from her, so she consciously added the word "Feng Jun" to show respect.

In the end, her real master is Zong Huan. No matter how small she is, she will obey Su Yang, and she will obey Zong Huan when it comes to important matters. Just like that day on the phoenix chariot, she had the opportunity to take Su Yang away. But because of the order, he was taken away by Zong Xu.

It's impossible to say who is right and who is wrong in this matter, but it's all about performing their own duties. Su Yang doesn't blame her, but he can no longer trust her as before, just like he did to Zong Huan.

Su Yang withdrew his hand when he heard the words, Zong Huan remembered it, and hurriedly wiped off the water stains on his palm with a handkerchief. After wiping, he stuffed the handkerchief into his bosom, but refused to let go of that cold little hand.

Su Yang struggled to break free, then said: "Release."

Zong Huan naturally refused, he smiled and said: "Your hands are cold, I will help you warm them."

As he said, he used his generous palm to wrap Su Yang. His inner strength was powerful, and his body temperature was naturally higher than ordinary people. Su Yang was afraid of the cold, so he held him comfortably and didn't bother to argue with him, so he just let him hold her hand. Together, they walked towards the high platform for offering sacrifices to the sky.