The queen of death took me to cultivate immortality

This winter was extremely cold, and it was so cold that there were flakes of snow falling from the sky. Everywhere you look, you can see the silvery white of the snow. The nobles who come and go in the palace are all dressed in thick furs, and when they go out, they still carry a brocade silk bag in their hands. stove.

The capital of Sugar Dynasty is in Landing, which is closer to Luoyang in the world line where Chu Junxi lived in his previous life. It is south of the Luohe River. In previous years, there was only a thin layer of snow when the winter was coldest. This year’s snow is not only early After two months, the snow was still very heavy. If you don't wear high enough boots when you go out, the snow will easily get in your boots.

It has been more than five months since the prince was poisoned last time, and Chu Junqi is still busy all day long, diligently dealing with various major and minor matters of the Sugar Dynasty. Although the food and accommodation are luxurious, it is very boring.

Especially in recent days when the weather has been very cold, the common people have a particularly hard time, and the nobles are particularly tired and do not like to do things. Chu Junqi only feels that the burden on his shoulders is getting heavier and heavier.Perhaps because of his lack of ability, he has worked very hard to deal with political affairs, but he can't effectively alleviate the suffering of the people.

Two months ago, Chu Junqi would often think of the charming eyes of the god of death when he closed his eyes, and an indescribable longing lingered in his heart.

He has repeatedly thought about committing suicide to attract the god of death, anyway, the life of being an emperor is so hard that he has nothing to love.Later, when I thought about it, I didn't dare, and secretly asked someone to buy a few fair-skinned and beautiful men from the people, thinking about hugging and trying, maybe it could comfort my eager heart.

However, I was too busy with political affairs. I was busy from morning to night every day for two months, and I didn't have enough time to sleep, and I didn't have time to see her.Besides, Lord Reaper's cold and seductive taste is not comparable to that of ordinary men. Chu Jun Qiyuan didn't expect too much, and he forgot about it after a long time.

At noon this day, it was relatively sunny and not so cold.Chu Junxi was sitting in front of the table, half-closed his eyes, holding a memorial in his hand and hadn't approved it for a long time, as if he was drowsy.

In fact, Chu Junqi was not sleepy, he just looked at the beads on his wrist in a daze.Those eighteen identical black beads were left to him by the god of death five months ago.

Eunuch Xi was worried that he was too sleepy, so he didn't dare to disturb him, so he carefully called His Majesty a few times, but he wanted to leave the room when he didn't get a response.

"What's wrong? Tell me."

Chu Junqi was sure that Eunuch Xi was nothing serious, with a calm expression on his face, his voice was unhurried, and his demeanor was graceful.

"Going back to Your Majesty, it's not a big deal..." Seeing that Chu Junqi didn't ask, Eunuch Xi lowered his head and touched his nose, and then said: "It's His Royal Highness Qing who wants to execute a person, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince refuses. The two Highnesses had a dispute in the Imperial Study Room."

This prince is not that prince. The eldest son of the emperor who poisoned Chu Junqi before has been demoted to the rank of a commoner. Now the young prince is only eight years old and is studying in the imperial study.

"What did Chu Junyi go to Yushuzhai for?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, His Royal Highness Qing heard that you ordered to change the imperial study into some kind of farming-style study, saying that it is... that it is delaying the studies of the royal children... you must go and see what happened......"

"I see, you just tell me how he had a conflict with Chen'er?"

"This...slaves don't know..."

Chu Junqi put down the memorial, shook his sleeves, got up and said, "Then I'll go and have a look."

He has always been a good-tempered emperor, and he doesn't understand what those people who want his life are thinking.

The road in the palace is winding and long, and the sky is full of snow. Only when passing by the plum forest can I smell the faint fragrance of flowers, and the rest of the time it is just the fresh breath in the snow.Unlike those delicate flowers in his harem who were afraid of the cold, Chu Junqi didn't take a small stove to keep warm. He just fiddled with the beads on his hand from time to time along the way, feeling that something was going to happen today.

There was no garden around Yustudy. Chu Junxi was a child when he came to the throne 15 years ago. With an order, the palace was expanded, and a bamboo forest was built around Yushen. Walking along the bamboo forest path, you will find a magnificent royal garden.

The treasure land of Fengshui that he learned back then is now left to his son. When he walked into the bamboo forest, Chu Junqi felt a little joy in his heart.

Going further in, he heard the sound of arguing and arguing. Chu Junxi followed the sound and looked from a distance. He saw Chu Junyi holding the prince Chu Zichen in one hand, and he was not allowed to save a man who was being beaten.

The man was already dying, his head was lowered, and he couldn't see his face.It's just that his clothes are a bit weird. He's not a guard, he's not a eunuch, he doesn't look like a person of high status, but he looks a bit like... a male favorite?

"The prince is so nervous about him? A bastard who is an Israeli servant, he is also worthy?"

"He's a bastard, what are you? Ah? How old is Gu, and you're not sexual with Gu? Do you think Gu is as precocious as you! He's the father's man, so you don't have the right to touch him!"

This made it clear that the king became even more angry. He took the prince into the room where he usually studied, and he didn't care that the man outside had been beaten half to death. Him! This king wants to see who dares to say that this king can't touch him!"

It was only then that Chu Junqi looked straight at the man who was pushed to the ground and was beaten. He didn't know if he didn't look at him.

The man's ankle was surrounded by thick black air, and behind him stood the god of death with the same indifferent expression.

The Grim Reaper glanced at Chu Junxi quietly, wondering what was in his mind, and suddenly fell down, and his whole body was overlapped in the man's body.

incredible!Death possessed!

Chu Junqi was thinking about whether the god of death would be attached to this person in the future, and walked a few steps quickly, almost jogging over.

Seeing the two short-sighted servants lift up the heavy plank and hit the man's bloody buttocks and legs, Chu Junxi didn't have time to hesitate, so he covered him with his whole body and took a heavy blow.

It was the second time in my life that I was beaten, and only then did I realize that the first time I was beaten very lightly.

But it was a matter of face, Chu Junxi insisted on not saying anything, seeing the two servants froze in fright, he helped Lord Death to stand up and said, "You two, how courageous you are! How dare you even hit me?"

The god of death is attached to the person, and even the expression is a little fresher. The moment he touched Chu Junqi's body, it brought him a strange feeling that he had never experienced before. His heart was itchy, his cheeks were hot, and his body was weak. ...so he supported Chu Junxi's arm, leaned on his shoulder and hummed.

Chu Junqi froze, and then issued orders: "You two go down to get twenty boards, everyone listen, don't reveal the slightest thing about today, whoever dares to say a word, I will never forgive you lightly!"

I don't know what Chu Junyi did to Chu Zichen. Hearing Chu Junqi's voice, he was the only one who came out. Seeing the soft and weak man in Chu Junqi's arms, his face turned green and ugly.

"Little bastard, do you still dare to seduce His Majesty?"

"Chu Junyi! Do you think I don't exist?" Although he knew that Lord Death would not easily argue with others, Chu Junqi still felt that it was good to protect him... In short, the 'people' are their own, Can't tolerate being bullied by others.

Chu Junyi's face was gloomy, and he said after a long while: "Your Majesty is guilty, so I will leave now... But please be careful of some people with ulterior motives, Your Majesty! The skin is beautiful, but the heart doesn't necessarily have to be of any color."

Chu Junqi naturally ignored it. If the god of death had malicious intentions, would they still be able to stand here properly?

He didn't doubt the ability of the god of death at all, and he just reported his identity in his previous life based on the god of death, and added the parallel world line 3, which was simply unclear.If there is a chance, I really want to ask Mr. Shinigami for advice.

"Haha! I know that the emperor's heart is towards me! But next time the emperor comes to Yushuzhai, you might as well tell me that we brothers can cherish the memories of our childhood together, wouldn't it be beautiful!"

Memories of being squeezed out by Chu Junyi when I was a child... Chu Junxi originally wanted to say something nice, but the big things turned into small things, but just now I realized that what I blurted out seemed a bit like saying which pot should not be opened, which pot should be lifted. Then he kept silent, pretending to be indifferent.

However, Chu Junyi's expression softened, and he replied calmly: "Your Majesty was much cuter than now when he was young."

Chu Junqi is usually busy with government affairs, so that he stays out of the palace, but he is very persistent in martial arts practice. Every morning he has to practice martial arts for half an hour before going to court, and when the sun is about to set, he spends two hours practicing martial arts with the master , so the body is still relatively strong, and I didn't feel too tired when I hugged the man possessed by the god of death back to the bedroom, but there was still a little pain in the buttocks where I was hit.

His pain is nothing, but the person in his arms... looks really miserable.

Chu Junqi sneaked a bit of bad intentions, so he put Lord Reaper, who was covered in blood from the lower half of his arms, with his hips down on his dragon couch.

The person on the couch picked a good skin, and he was very good-looking, with long black hair, strands sticking to his sweaty forehead, his skin was warm and fair, his face was slightly flushed, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and his eyes were full of sweat. He has a romantic charm, his pupils sometimes look like ordinary people, and sometimes they flash blood-red light and shadow, his thin lips are slightly pursed, which seems cold, his chin is slightly pointed, showing a cold arc when slightly raised, and his delicate neck is also dripping with crystal clear sweat Pearl, with a bewitching appearance, those who don't know it think that this person has just experienced some kind of charming affair.

"Aren't you in pain?"

The man still looked at him quietly, without saying a word.

"I hugged the wrong person, right...what's your name?"

Lord Reaper frowned slightly, as if he was troubled, and saw that the color on the left side of his face changed from light to thick, showing a blooming red lotus, winding from the corner of his eyes to the top of his neck, but disappeared in a flash, as if The gorgeous lotus pattern just now was an illusion.

At the same time, the rolling black air disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the originally calm person immediately became restless, turned over and lay down on the bed, screaming in pain...

"I hurt..."

"Tell me first, what's your name, huh?"