The emperor always wants to give me marriage

"Ai... Ai Qing..." Xia Zhi's face turned red, like a hairy crab just taken out of a frying pan, "It's not what you think."

He hastily withdrew his hand, grabbed the silk cloth on the side and was about to wipe it, when he suddenly remembered what had been stuck to it, and felt ashamed, he hurriedly stuffed the silk cloth into the quilt, and rubbed his fingertips on the quilt indiscriminately.

"Your Majesty," Lin Fang stared at his little movements, with a smirk on his face, "I didn't think about anything, and I didn't dare to think about anything."

Xia Zhi swallowed in embarrassment, being really caught off guard by Lin Fang's sudden appearance, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, he patted the quilt with both hands indiscriminately, and only patted the small area in front of him obediently.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Xia Zhi's mind, and he suddenly recalled the situation after being drunk last night.

He remembered that it was Lin Fang who helped him to the bed, but what happened after that?

The hand that made him so happy that he didn't know what to do... Could it be...

A chill ran up his back, and his pupils constricted suddenly. Xia Zhi suddenly raised his head and stared at Lin Fang. The more he looked at him, the more suspicious he became, and he asked in surprise, "Last night... did you do something treacherous to me? ?”

The words had already blurted out, only to realize that Lin Fang's expression was wrong.

The person who usually smiled at him now had a serious face, with a hint of resentment in his expression, as if he had been greatly humiliated.

Lin Fang gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, then suddenly let go of his fist, lifted his clothes and knelt straight on the ground, and said coldly: "The emperor wants to punish the crime of the humble minister, so why use such a crime? The minister is timid. , but dare not do anything outrageous."

Xia Zhi's head was full of confusion, and he didn't understand—how could Lin Fang be more angry than him?

"The emperor was drunk last night, and suddenly he was in high spirits. He couldn't fill his desires. He held onto the minister's hand and refused to let go. The minister worked hard to serve the emperor. He worked hard without credit. Please punish the emperor."

Lin Fang kowtowed his head with a "plop", and pressed his arms tightly to the ground.

Xia Zhi was extremely horrified, and was quite frightened by Lin Fang's words. Could it be that he really did such a beastly thing last night, grabbing a loyal minister and masturbating to him?

Simply incredible!

Absolutely absurd!

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Lin Fang's arm, and immediately saw a bruise around his wrist, which was clearly pinched out by someone.

Xia Zhi was tongue-tied, and was about to scold Lin Fang for nonsense, so he blocked his throat just like that—with Lin Fang's status, who would dare to make such a mark on his wrist?

Furthermore, I heard from Fuxiu that Lin Fang left last night, and it was because he couldn't bear the humiliation that he left angrily.

It's a pity that I just came back today, and I was questioned by myself again, and I guess I was so angry right now.

Xia Zhi didn't know how to ease the embarrassment, so he coughed dryly, forced a smile and said, "I blamed you wrongly, there is no punishment, get up quickly."

It was rare for Lin Fang to gain the upper hand, so how could he give up easily.

He straightened his back and knelt on the ground, not paying attention to the steps Xia Zhi gave him, and said in a cold voice: "The emperor appreciated the book "The Doctrine of the Mean" by Wei Chen last night, and the minister knew the emperor's intentions. Putting aside the minister and the emperor Regardless of the years of love, the emperor is the emperor, and the emperor has an order, so no minister dares to disobey. If the emperor is worried that the minister's mouth will not be reliable, he can give the minister the death penalty, so as not to worry about the future."

"Aiqing... my dear Aiqing..." Xia Zhi lost his composure when he heard his words that he wanted to die quickly, he got out of the quilt in a hurry, and landed on the ground barefoot, grabbing Lin Fang Two arms forcefully dragged him up, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have wronged you for being loyal, I will definitely change, I promise I won't be an example!"

But my heart was overwhelmed, and I wished I could go back to last night to wake up my greedy drinking self.

It's all nonsense, he was beaten while half asleep, and it turned out to be his fault in the end.

Besides, he appreciated that "The Doctrine of the Mean" just for fun, just wanting to see Lin Fang's jokes, but he didn't expect to steal the chicken without losing the rice, and he planted himself in it.

But Lin let such a grown-up man, two years older than him, how could he mess around with drunk people?

Xia Zhi gritted his teeth, snorted sullenly in his heart, and muttered to himself, brat, you have to be reasonable, wait until the day your handle falls into my hands, and I want you to look good.

After such a fuss, Lin Fang was finally calmed down. The boss Xia Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, and beckoned someone outside to come in and wait for him to wash.

The maids walked into the hall with small steps and went straight to the dragon bed, about to make his bed.

"No need, I'll take care of it here."

Unexpectedly, Lin Fang stopped them.

Several court ladies looked at each other, carefully stood aside, waiting for Xia Zhi's order.

"Let them do this." Xia Zhi took a sip of water, turned his head and saw Lin Fang's meaningful smile, and instantly remembered the silk cloth in the quilt, and guiltyly sprayed out a mouthful of mouthwash, coughing Said, "Then...let Shizi Lin tidy up the quilt."

"Your Majesty." Fuxiu was sprayed all over her face, looking at Xia Zhi aggrievedly, and was about to cry.

"Okay, okay, you all go down."

Xia Zhi's face was hot, and he always felt that Lin Fang's eyes swept over him intentionally or unintentionally.

Shooing the servants away, Lin Fang directly lifted the quilt and took out the silk cloth. Xia Zhi was embarrassed again, glanced at the candle next to him, quickly picked up the torch and lit it, and muttered, "Take it here and burn it."

Lin Fang held the silk cloth into his palm, and looked at Xia Zhi with good eyes.

"Hurry up, what are you doing in a daze?" Xia Zhi urged anxiously.

Lin Fang laughed softly: "The emperor wants to destroy the criminal evidence, afraid that I will bring it up again?"

Xia Zhi was defeated by him, and immediately straightened his neck and retorted: "I will be afraid? What a joke! Since you don't want to burn it, then keep it and see who will be afraid."

He snorted angrily, and blew out the candle directly. Unexpectedly, Lin Fang didn't feel ashamed at all, and stuffed the silk cloth into his sleeve.

"you……"

Xia Zhi swallowed his saliva, feeling that he had underestimated Lin Fang before - when he was unreasonable, he was just a gentle scum, the skin of a noble son from a family, it was all bullshit.

Lin Fang shamelessly put the silk cloth into his sleeves, Xia Zhi naturally had to pretend to be generous, pretending that what happened earlier was harmless.

For several days, Lin Fang went out to do errands during the day, and returned to Yongqing Palace to rest at night, sleeping on a small couch in the palace.

Xia Zhi was afraid that he would do something stupid again, so he didn't dare to drink again, and he couldn't sleep well at night - Lin Fang was lying not far from him, his nerves were tense, like a leopard ready to attack at any time, I don't know what to be wary of.

It is said that he is full of warmth and thinking, now that he is trapped in Yongqing Palace with nothing to do, Xia Zhi starts to feel bored.

Since what happened last time, Xia Zhi didn't dare to mention the matter of not lifting, and he didn't say that he wanted to invite the imperial physician. It turned out that he lifted it very well, but the timing was wrong.

It's just that when he woke up in the morning these few days, his body didn't respond. Obviously, when he was in the dormitory before, he would put up a tent.

Taking advantage of Lin Fang's absence, Xia Zhi secretly ordered Fu Xiu: "Go and call Xu Guiren to me."

Fuxiu nodded immediately.

Xia Zhi cleans himself up neatly, vowing to save face in front of Xu Guiren and rebuild his own image.

Before Xu Guiren arrived, he opened the drawer, took out the "Doctrine of the Mean", and flipped through it quickly, clicking his tongue while flipping through. He couldn't help applauding the fantastic ideas of the ancients. Video is even more daring.

The pages of the book were turned very fast. Suddenly, Xia Zhi stopped his hands and sat stiffly on the bed——

Just now, he seemed to see something strange.

Suspecting that he had read it wrong, Xia Zhi hurriedly turned back to the first few pages, and his whole body instantly petrified - he saw two men clearly drawn on the thin paper. , the trousers were hanging on the knees, and the lower body was tightly pressed together.

Xia Zhi seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and he didn't respond for several seconds.

After a long time, he shook his head vigorously, suspecting that this page was wrongly drawn. Unexpectedly, from this page onwards, every page was filled with men, and the pictures became more and more explicit, and the scenes became more and more debauched.

Buzzing in his mind, Xia Zhi suddenly threw the book out, and sat down on the bed stunned, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted in an instant.

Sitting on the bed flustered, as if swallowing a fly in his throat, Xia Zhi wanted to confide, but Lin Fang was not there.

Thinking of Lin Fang, he suddenly stiffened his back——

Lin Fang has read this book, but what about the rest, has he also read it?

The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes!

No wonder Lin Fang said he "knew the emperor's intention" when he said that he was rewarded with this book. He must have misunderstood at that time, so he did handwork for him!

Just as he was thinking wildly, he heard light footsteps outside the hall.

"emperor."

Xu Guiren entered the hall gracefully, with a soft voice.Seeing the embarrassing side of the emperor last time, she thought she would be rejected, but unexpectedly the emperor summoned her again today.

Xia Zhi sat on the bed, forced a smile, lost any feeling of regaining self-confidence, and his mind was full of things he had just seen in a mess.

When Xu Guiren came close, he couldn't help being surprised, the emperor was sweating profusely, as if he had been greatly frightened.With a thud in her heart, she thought that it was broken, that it would be bad luck again.

Xia Zhi's complexion was not good, he sent Xu Guiren back without saying a word.

Poor Xu Guiren was worried for a long time, and fell ill when he returned to his palace, and vowed that from now on, even if she was killed, she would not come to sleep with her.

Fuxiu didn't know what was going on in the hall, when he entered the hall to serve tea for Xia Zhi, he caught a glimpse of the "Doctrine of the Mean" on the floor, immediately lowered his head, picked it up and handed it to Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi took the book, looked at Fuxiu's expression, and said, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Unexpectedly, Fuxiu knelt on the ground with a "plop", and boldly said: "This servant risked his life to speak out. Although Lin Shizi is loyal to the emperor, the matter of Longyang will not last long. The emperor..."

"..." Xia Zhi stood up suddenly, his voice changed in shock, "What did you say?"

"Slave... The slave said that Lin Shizi is a broken sleeve, the emperor must not mistake the emperor's heir for this person."

Xia Zhi's knees went limp, and he fell to the ground with a "boom".