The queen of death took me to cultivate immortality

Fang Yu told Chu Junxi that the string of black beads he left for Chu Junxi was regarded as a token of love between the two, in case he did not pay attention to the string of beads, did not wear them often, or simply lost them accidentally .

Chu Junxi only thought it was a gadget that Lord Reaper often played with on weekdays. He didn't know the origin of this thing, but he also felt that what came out of the hands of Reaper must not be ordinary things, and he kept holding it half out of curiosity and half out of love. Wear it every day, and never leave your body for a moment.

The two of them are lying on the same bed, it can be said that they share the same bed, and they are happy with each other, but neither of them is willing to say a few heartfelt words first. Two sentences, talk to each other quickly and then hum to each other, hug each other after the irritability is over, come up with a completely different style from others, and within a short while, live a daily life that seems to be exclusive to old couples atmosphere.

Until Chu Junqi's daily martial arts practice time has passed, Lord Death has not made him obediently agree to heal the injury on his buttocks, only then did he feel distressed and regretful than just impulsive, and began to beg softly. It took a lot of talking and talking to ask Chu Junqi to "reluctantly" allow him to treat his wounds.

At this time, the mood was different from before. After Fang Yu healed him, he felt that this enemy had no reason to get angry, so he pressed twice on the white buttocks in front of his eyes, which looked smooth and tender, and it really felt very good. , the tentacles are slightly cool, quite elastic, although very tender, but not as soft and greasy as imagined.

Chu Junqi lightly patted Fang Fangyu's hand, and imitated his speech: "You have not married me yet, and you have evil intentions towards me, huh?"

Fang Yu sighed and said, "I guess, I've had bad intentions towards you for a long time..."

These words are really meaningful, and Chu Junqi silently made up his mind after hearing this. Could it be that in his previous life, he had a deep collusion with this Lord Death?

He didn't ask, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible.

It was late at night, Chu Junqi got out of bed and opened the window, looking at the dense snowflakes floating outside the window again, but he didn't feel that the winter was hard like the previous days, but he enjoyed the silvery white snow color, and felt refreshed.

It was the first time in more than ten years that he had indulged himself in this way and slackened his official duties.While consoling himself that it was the wedding night, he called a few personal maids to dress him in complicated clothes.

"Your Majesty, it's so late, don't you want to sleep?"

Chu Junqi froze for a moment, it was a bit strange to hear Fang Yu call him "Your Majesty" for the first time, but the feeling was not bad.

Good boy!Do you still know how to save me some face in front of others?

"I still have to go to the Sun Moon Palace, I have business to deal with." The voice was gentle, as if he was treating a supreme treasure that he held in his palm and was afraid of losing it in his mouth, but it didn't quite match the complaints in his heart.

Fang Yu asked him: "If it's just to criticize chapters, can't someone send them to the bedroom?"

Is there anything else besides approving chapters... Thinking along this line of thought, Chu Junxi asked Eunuch Xi: "Where is the prince?"

Eunuch Xi seemed to be worried about this matter, hesitating whether to say it or not, and finally waited for Chu Junqi to ask, and quickly replied: "Your Majesty, the weather is too cold, His Highness the Crown Prince caught the wind and cold, and has already returned to Qingfang Palace. …”

The prince is still young, and has never moved to the East Palace, but still lives in the Qingfang Palace of his adoptive mother Yun Guifei.

Chu Junqi asked him lightly: "He just came to my Xihe Palace?"

"Return to Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is not accompanied by anyone today, and I don't know if he has come or not..."

Chu Junqi asked the people around him again: "Who has seen it?"

The palace people knelt on the ground and said they didn't know.Chu Junxi looked back at Ouyang Fangyu in the tent through a layer of gauze tent, his eyes met, and he understood each other's thoughts in an instant.

"No problem. Go to Sun Moon Palace and bring me today's memorials!" Chu Junxi sat down in front of the neat table in the bedroom, softened his tone a little, and said, "Send someone to tell Chen'er that I have time to spare." So I went to see him! Chen'er caught the cold, I missed him very much, and told him not to go to Yustudy for the next few days until he recovered from his illness."

When the memorial was delivered, all the courtiers who were supposed to retire left, leaving only one handsome court lady to hold the lamp and study ink for him.

Fang Yu saw that he was very serious in handling official affairs, the dim light illuminated his fair side face, and he looked clearly, frowning slightly thinking about the content of the memorial, and there was an indescribable frivolity in his brows.

The appearance is good-looking, but there is a bit of femininity and femininity, and the eyes are firm and persistent. It is a beauty that both men and women are attracted to.

The Desolate people are born without gender. Only when they have a partner they like, will they naturally become a different gender from the one they like. Once the gender is determined, it cannot be changed... Lord Reaper recalled, if it hadn't been for that person back then. If you mistakenly identify as a woman, you will never become a man.

Lord Reaper doesn't know if Chu Junxi is that person, but at least at this moment, he is greedy for the breath of this man.

Chu Junxi was thinking about something, and wondered whether Mr. Zuo Xiang would go to court tomorrow morning, so it was not easy to decide.Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt that a grinding hand in front of him became very beautiful, making people feel the urge to interlock fingers and kiss the back of his hand.When he looked up, it was the person who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed.

"Fang Yu? I almost forgot to ask, don't you need to sleep?" The voice was full of tenderness and concern.

"I meditate just like you mortals sleep, but it doesn't hurt if I don't rest for a few years." Fang Yu said with a smile, and helped Chu Junxi cut the lanterns for a while to make the lights brighter.

Chu Junqi's heart was full of soft warmth, and he also knew that Lord Death, oh no, now she is his own daughter-in-law with her own abilities, and she still couldn't help worrying, but she swallowed the long-winded words that almost blurted out.

With a thought, I feel that the burden in my heart is too heavy. I have carried it for a long time, and maybe it is time to unload it at this moment.

"Actually, I've been tired of life for a long time. Being a good emperor is too tiring, and I'm tired physically and mentally."

Fang Yu realized that Chu Junqi was taking a very serious attitude at the moment, "Yes" for the rest of his life, and looked at him without blinking. His crystal eyes were shining brightly, and he was obviously a qualified listener.

"But, starting from liking you, I don't want to die anymore."

"I like you too......"

"Accompany me, in the world, to finish this life, okay?"

"Whether you live or die, I will always be with you."

The corners of Fang Yu's lips curled up into a heart-warming arc, and his Yingying eyes glowed red under the light, beautiful and coquettish, sharp, like an envoy sent by hell to seduce people and redeem them.

Chu Junqi was busy until the time of ugliness, and then he got up at the time of Yin, and only slept for an hour before starting to be busy all day again.

It stands to reason that the start time of the morning court is three o'clock in the morning, and it takes about two quarters of an hour to get to Guangming Shuo from Xihe Palace, and Chu Junqi can get up later.However, according to the living habits he has cultivated over the years, he has to get up early and spend half an hour practicing martial arts.

At this time, in the depths of winter, mornings are often felt in the dark, and it is only when the mornings are gone that it will be bright.At this moment, just after Yinshi, the moon was still high in the sky, and the night was dark. Chu Jun got up and put on his casual clothes first, and came to the courtyard connected to Xihe Palace.

The palace people knew that the emperor often practiced martial arts here, and every time a thin layer of snow fell, someone would sweep it away. When Chu Junqi came, the small courtyard was as dry as spring and autumn. The Hou there is not very cautious because he is very familiar with the emperor on weekdays.

Chu Junxi was familiar with the road, so he punched two sets of punches for the martial artist to show. The martial artist saw that he was not in place in a few movements, so he immediately corrected him and gave him patient guidance.

This day's martial arts practice seems to be ordinary, but there is an extra pair of eyes secretly watching...

The more in-depth understanding of Chu Junqi, the higher the Lord Reaper's evaluation of him will be.The man in his memory is blurred after all, but the man in front of him who is making waves in his heart is truly firm-willed and has outstanding aptitude. With his character, perseverance, and roots, he can mix among mortals, even if he is in the high position of an emperor. , is really buried.

In short: I have decided to be my man, but I can't control it no matter how I look at it!

In Landing City, most of the circles of high-ranking officials and dignitaries are spreading rumors that Master Zuo Xiang died of illness. Privately, they are discussing the impact of the power change in the future.

Half an hour before the start of the early court, three drums sounded in the center of the city, and the courtiers entered the Guangming Shuo from high to low according to their official positions.

This place in the early dynasty was called Guangming Shuo, and it was also very different from the history that Chu Junqi knew well in his previous life.Not only does it not have a trace of quaintness, but it looks like a spaceship in a science fiction novel. It is just an elongated water drop shape. The interior looks like a super-large version of a modern office, but there are many subtle differences. It is about the size of two Olympic venues. Large enough to accommodate all courtiers, with plenty of room to spare.

In this world line, the treatment of ministers is not bad. Each official position corresponds to a seat with its own cushion. Every minister can sit down as soon as he walks to his seat. very tired.

Chu Junxi, as a qualified student who had sat on a bench for more than twelve hours from morning to night under the oppression of the college entrance examination, knew that people would be tired after sitting for a long time, so he made a rule shortly after he officially took power. Regardless of their official position, they stand for a while when they are tired from sitting, and sit down when they are tired from standing. There is no need to raise your hand to report!

The only thing that makes Chu Junxi personally dissatisfied is that the throne is naturally placed on a high place, made of pure gold, and inlaid with countless emerald gemstones as decoration.However, since the seat is wider than the bed, there is no suitable cushion, so he sits on a hard golden chair every day!

Chu Junxi aspires to become a wise king of the generation, and does not seek personal benefits, except for the imperial study that looked like a back garden... So he also followed the example of the first emperor, the first emperor, and endured this for more than ten years. The golden chair, never asked the palace people to prepare a cushion for him.

Cough cough... Don't gossip, the focus today should be the left prime minister. As soon as Chu Junqi enters the light shuttle, the first thing he pays attention to is the first position on the left hand side, hoping to see the left prime minister.

He naturally trusted Ouyang Fangyu, and believed that Lan Rufeng would surely be brought back to life.It's just that Mr. Zuo Xiang has just come back to life, whether his body is still strong, whether he has the strength to participate in the morning court today.

The fact is that Chu Junqi felt even more outrageous than Lan Rufeng coming or not coming - he saw the body of Mr. Zuo Xiang, but he couldn't see his shadow!