I don't want to play anymore

The reason why Yang Lin mentioned his eldest brother was not because he hoped to find some common topics with the emperor.

He just hoped that the emperor would see his elder brother's affection and stop treating him so seriously.

Now that I finally had a chance, I naturally wanted to mention it, but I didn't expect that the emperor didn't respond this time. Gu Jingyuan, who had been silent all this time, said, "Is there any other place?"

The eyes with double pupils cut water blinked, and the corners of Gu Jingyuan's lips still maintained a slightly raised angle.His handsome face is full of gentleness and elegance, as if asking a general question, his tone is calm, without any ups and downs...

But for some reason, Yang Lin, who was staring at him, saw some meaning of praying from it.

...Is it an illusion? ?

Yang Lin really couldn't figure out why he suddenly felt this way. He asked inexplicably, "Doesn't Jing Yuan want to go? Well, I mentioned it to you a few times before, but you didn't go. Don't you like spicy food very much?" Is it?"

Gu Jingyuan's long eyelashes trembled violently subconsciously, and his eyes began to flicker.

He was eager to cover up his emotions, so he quickly lowered his eyes and did not speak.

The hands placed under the table were tightly clenched into fists, Gu Jingyuan bit his lip, and didn't think of what to say for a long time.

At this time, Zhuo Yangqing who was standing beside him waved his folding fan and said, "It's spicy... I'm afraid the emperor and Mr. Huang won't be able to eat it?"

"Ah? Is that so?" Yang Lin exclaimed.

Of course he didn't know the emperor's taste, he couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the words, his face was full of panic.

...The emperor doesn't eat spicy food, and he still recommends going to such a restaurant, he really doesn't want to live!Isn't this digging a hole and burying himself again!

Gu Jingyuan, on the other hand, let go of his clenched lower lip, nodded and said, "That's right."

He bit his lip quite hard just now, but now his teeth suddenly loosened, and there was still a small light-colored mark on his light-colored lower lip.

Gu Jingyuan's expression has completely returned to normal: "Mr. Huang's taste is bland, let's go to another one."

At this moment, Yang Lin was completely flustered. He noticed that Gu Jingyuan was obviously relieved, but he couldn't care less, he was busy explaining: "I... then I really don't know... Huang, Mr. Huang Don't be surprised."

Long Yanzhao raised his hand: "Don't mind such a trivial matter."

When he said this, his eyes swept across Gu Jingyuan, and at first he couldn't figure out how Ah Yuan would object so strongly because of such a trivial matter.

So he didn't speak just now, but he just felt a little strange.

But when Gu Jingyuan said the following words, that weird feeling quickly dissipated in Long Yanzhao's mind.

——I don’t usually eat spicy food, but it’s not that I don’t like it or can’t eat it.

So when Yang Lin proposed to go to that restaurant just now, Long Yanzhao didn't even think about objecting.

Unexpectedly, Ah Yuan was thinking about his preferences all the time.

No wonder he reacted so violently just now.

No one doesn't like the feeling that someone has themselves in mind all the time.

What's more, that person is their Dayi's Wenquxing, the magnificent Master Gu.

This point, even the Ninth Five-Year Master cannot be exempted.

Even the unhappiness from the previous tea drinking disappeared, the emperor looked very happy and said, "Since you want to eat, go ahead and don't think about me."

Zhuo Yangqing didn't know what everyone was thinking, he was also interested in that restaurant, and seeing that the emperor had no objection, he asked Yang Lin: "You're talking about Yulin Tower? The Sichuan cuisine there is really good, why don't you just go there."

Only then did Yang Lin breathe a sigh of relief: "Exactly."

Three of the five agreed to go to Yulin Tower. Ji Lian was the host today, so he naturally put the guests first, so he didn't have any objections.

Gu Jingyuan can't mention it even if he doesn't want to go.

In the evening, when the sun was setting fast on a winter night, it was the time when the lights were just coming on. A group of people walked on the road with few pedestrians, especially when they were all dressed in luxurious clothes, they looked very eye-catching.

When we arrived at the Yulin Tower, it was just in time for the meal. Five people occupied a small room, ordered a table of hard Sichuan and Sichuan dishes, and ordered two jugs of wine.

The atmosphere of the wine table and the tea house are just different. In the restaurant, the second young master Yang, who was the most restrained before, let go instead.

Although the second son is not good at learning, when it comes to food and related culture, maybe even Gu Jingyuan can't compare with him.

Just talking about the Sichuan and Sichuan cuisine, what is the origin, what is the particularity and uniqueness of the cooking method, the second son can tell the reason for every dish.

Even Long Yanzhao was amazed by it, and praised: "Second Young Master is really well-informed and knowledgeable, which makes people look at him with admiration."

"Oh." Yang Lin sighed: "It's a pity that my father doesn't think so..."

Halfway through the sigh, Yang Lin suddenly realized who the person sitting opposite him was, and Yang Lin's eyes lit up again.

"Maybe Mr. Huang can persuade my father? Tell him not to be so stubborn..."

Although the group was in a small room without outsiders, Long Yanzhao did not want to expose his identity in front of Ji Juren.

At this moment, he still thinks that the other party's approach to Gu Jingyuan is intentional, and that flattering is to hug his thigh.

So it is even more impossible for him to know his identity.

So he answered vaguely and didn't answer Yang Lin's words.

Fortunately, Ji Lian is not that kind of person who is good at observing words and deeds.

If he was really such an astute person, he should have noticed something strange from Yang Lin's fearful and respectful attitude towards Mr. Huang just now.

But no.

In fact, he has been subconsciously focusing on Mr. Gu whom he admires, and asked, "Does Mr. Gu not like the dishes here?"

When Gu Jingyuan heard the words, he suddenly came back to his senses, and shook his head again: "It's okay."

As the host, Ji Lian naturally cared about other people's feelings.Now he smiled embarrassedly: "I saw that you didn't eat much, so I thought..."

Gu Jingyuan hurriedly said: "Perhaps I ate too much at noon, and I still have some accumulated food, so I'm not hungry."

As he spoke, he picked up the pickled fish on his plate and took a small bite.

Then, there was another piece of spicy tofu wrapped in hot sauce on the plate in front of him.

Gu Jingyuan looked up, and saw that the person serving him food was Long Yanzhao who was sitting beside him.

……

Usually, when the two of them eat together, it is Gu Jingyuan who serves the emperor dishes.

Today, someone who does not know the identity of the emperor was present, and it was actually His Majesty who clamped him.

But Gu Jingyuan was a little confused and didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

On the contrary, Yang Lin and Zhuo Yangqing who were facing each other were shocked, and they looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.

Long Yanzhao smiled heartily at him, showing his white teeth: "Maybe Mr. Gu ate too much meat today, let's eat some vegetarian dishes."

"Thank you...thank you, Mr. Huang." Gu Jingyuan said.

Reluctantly, he picked up the tofu with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and quickly swallowed it whole.

Even Long Yanzhao noticed something strange about his actions.He asked: "What? Mr. Gu is not feeling well?"

Gu Jingyuan quickly shook his head.

He didn't want to disturb everyone's interest just because he was alone.

What's more, it's not that he doesn't like the food here.

Instead, I dare not go into detail at all.

At this time, Ji Lian, who had had a few glasses of wine, was more relaxed than usual, and directly raised his glass to toast Gu Jingyuan.

He had always admired Gu Jingyuan, but now that he saw the real person and his real talents, how could he not be excited?

Gu Jingyuan also had a drink with him without any pretensions, and when he was drunk, Ji Lian couldn't help but ask Gu Jingyuan for advice: "Master Gu thinks that 'a gentleman is mean, and a villain is against the mean', does this really make sense?"

Gu Jingyuan was worried that he couldn't divert his attention, and when he heard Ji Lian came to ask him a question again, he answered it immediately.

And he still talked eloquently, talking more than before in the teahouse.

Seeing that the two of them were talking again, Long Yanzhao's expression darkened again.

On the contrary, Yang Lin and Zhuo Yangqing also found a common topic about eating, and did not notice the expression on the emperor's side.

Although the young master is not as delicious as Yang Lin, he has read a lot about romantic affairs and can tell one, two, three.

The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was equally hot.

At a table, Long Yanzhao was the only one sitting, eating dishes that he didn't know what was so good about.

... He really doesn't like spicy food.

... Sure enough, once you eat spicy food, you will be fine.

The meal was finally finished, and it was already very late.

Long Yanzhao advocated going home as soon as possible, but when it was time to say goodbye, Ji Lian still felt unsatisfied and couldn't help but pull Gu Jingyuan to express his admiration.

If it wasn't for the fact that there were three people beside him, he would have dragged Mr. Gu into a long talk all night, holding candles until dawn.

I only regret that it is getting late today.

"Listening to what you say is better than ten years of reading." At the entrance of the restaurant, Ji Lian cupped his hands to Gu Jingyuan, "I'm not afraid of your lord's jokes. I used to boast that I'm rich in learning. Now that I've seen your lord's talent, I know what is beyond the sky."

Gu Jingyuan and Ji Lian drank a glass of wine in the back and chatted, but a lot of attention was diverted during the chat, the uncomfortable feeling was not so strong, and they finally survived the meal.

Now hearing the other party praise him like this, I can't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Master Gu's cheeks were smeared with a layer of crimson, he cupped his hands and said: "Brother Ji is serious, next year Chunwei is waiting for good news from Brother Ji."

But Ji Lian shook his head: "The top of the mountain is insurmountable. Only when I meet the lord today, I know that compared with the lord, my knowledge...now I am only worthy of being a juren."

The other three stood aside, watching the two having a parting conversation.

Long Yanzhao almost snorted coldly, thinking that after talking so much today, Ji Juren's words were pretty good.

Have self-knowledge.

pragmatic.

But Gu Jingyuan obviously didn't think so.

If he is not really a person who has read a lot of poetry and books, he would not have talked with the other party for a long time.

Ji Lian made a good impression on him.

So he still said a lot of words of encouragement, and also verbally promised the other party that if there is any academic matter, he can discuss it with him at any time.

Perhaps because of being encouraged in this way, Ji Lian's eyes glowed brightly, he thanked Gu Jingyuan a thousand times, and sent them off again and again, and they parted.

Gu Jingyuan and the emperor sat alone in the carriage on the way back.

They could have taken Zhuo Yangqing with them, and sent the young master back to his residence along the way.But the young master said that he would take Yang Ergongzi to other places to "see the world", and he didn't want to go with them.

On the way back, Gu Jingyuan's blushing cheeks showed seriousness, and there was a hint of worry on his face.

Long Yanzhao also had a straight face.

The two were silent all the way, and neither of them spoke.

In the end, the emperor couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing that the carriage had passed through the long street and entered the palace, Long Yanzhao asked, "What is Yuan thinking?"

"I'm thinking..." Gu Jingyuan said in a low voice, "I'm a little worried that the second son will... learn to be bad if he follows the young master."

Speaking of the latter, his handsome brows frowned, and he didn't know what he thought of, and even his face turned pale because of excessive worry...

Until he heard the emperor call him.

Long Yanzhao called him: "Gu Jingyuan."

Gu Jingyuan blinked.

The emperor usually doesn't have a straight face in front of him, but his expression now is a bit too serious compared to usual.

Gu Jingyuan didn't know the reason, so he had to try to explain: "Although the second son is a bit lively and naughty, he has a frank and pure heart. In time, he will definitely become a malleable talent. It's just that Prime Minister Yang has been busy with official duties and neglected to discipline him these days. Master Hou is together..."

"Don't worry, Zhuo Yangqing doesn't have the guts to do weird things." Long Yanzhao interrupted him.

He stared at Gu Jingyuan, with a somewhat irritated tone: "I know all the places he went to. It was nothing more than reciting poems and drinking tea. At most, he would listen to a ditty, nothing else."

"Oh." Gu Jingyuan replied, and then he was relieved a little.

In fact, he also knew that Zhuo Yangqing was not a playboy like Gu Shenming, but he still couldn't help but worry about the second son's affairs.

It's like an elder who worries all day about the children in his family going astray.

Hearing what Long Yanzhao said now, he has taken a reassurance.

But after the worry about Yang Lin receded like a tide, Master Gu's heart was flooded with other things...

It was the things that came to mind automatically in the late nights when he couldn't sleep, they disturbed his heart and made him restless for a moment.

It's just that they don't come out for no reason during the daytime and when they are busy.

Today is a special case.

Gu Jingyuan lowered his head slightly, and sat beside Long Yanzhao in an orderly manner, with a scent of sake all over his body.

The emperor was silent, and he didn't speak anymore.

The carriage swayed, but his waist was straight and his neck was long, like pine and cypress and green bamboo, and he was proud and outstanding.

Looking at Mr. Gu like this, Long Yanzhao felt that Ah Yuan was no different from usual.

But after seeing Gu Jingyuan, who was flirtatious and quick to answer questions, Long Yanzhao suddenly felt that this Yuan in front of him...was a bit too silent.

To put it nicely, it is respectful and demure.

It's hard to say that... between them, there is nothing else to talk about except state affairs.

……

Because there is nothing to say, Gu Jingyuan always stands aside respectfully, either quietly serving him, or enthusiastically lying with him on the bed...

This cognition is the reason why Long Yanzhao feels irritated for no reason.

He was rarely disciplined since he was a child, so he didn't read many books.

What's more, Gu Jingyuan is a star of Wenqu. If we only talk about hobbies, the two really have nothing in common.

……

The shaky carriage stopped at the door of the bedroom.

The palace servants put down the pedals to lift the curtain, and a group of court ladies and eunuchs knelt on both sides, waiting for the emperor to dispatch.

But Long Yanzhao didn't intend to get off the car.

The emperor didn't move first, and neither did Gu Jingyuan.

Dazed for a moment, he cast a questioning look in Long Yanzhao's direction.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by the palace servants, and the candlelight of the red lanterns outside the bedroom reflected Gu Jingyuan's gorgeous and unique face, making the scar on his eyebrow look even more bewitching.

Long Yanzhao took a deep breath, and finally stepped out of the carriage.

Gu Jingyuan followed closely behind.

As soon as the emperor stepped into the bedroom, Gu Jingyuan stepped in with his back, and someone grabbed his waist.

It was already dark outside, but the interior of the sleeping hall was not lit yet.

Long Yanzhao did not allow anyone to order.

He pressed Gu Jingyuan against the door panel, his movements were rough and vigorous.

The snow-white civilian clothes that Gu Jingyuan deliberately put on because he went out with him fell to the ground.

Gu Jingyuan was at a loss, and was startled by his sudden movement at first.

In the dark, he couldn't see Long Yanzhao's face clearly.

And guessing that he was standing with the backlight, the other party couldn't see him clearly.

So Gu Jingyuan didn't ask at all, and just closed his eyes and accepted it.

After they both drank the wine, the breath of the two people carried some alcohol smell, forming intertwined heat waves, like an invisible net, binding them tightly together.

I don't know if it's because of drinking a lot of wine, Gu Jingyuan is more enthusiastic than ever tonight.Like a stream of spring water, it wrapped around Long Yanzhao softly and warmly, light and soft, telling him not to stop.

Emperor Yuwen was young and vigorous, and he had no one around to serve him.

In the past, there were times when I vented at any time regardless of the time and place.

But it is still rare to be as energetic as today.

When everything was over, the sound of panting echoed in the dark and empty hall.

Gu Jingyuan, who had slipped from the door panel, half-kneeled on the ground, and took a moment to relax.

It's too exciting, and it will make him lose his mind.

But being absent-minded is a good thing. If the consciousness is not clear, you won't think so much.

After a while, Gu Jingyuan tried to get up from the ground, groping in the dark, trying to touch the clothes scattered on the ground.But at this time, Long Yanzhao had casually pulled out a dragon robe and wrapped it around his head.

The emperor's arm strength was astonishing, he directly hugged the man horizontally, and stuffed him into the inner hall on the dragon bed.

Then he ordered people to hold lamps, prepare water, and prepare for bathing.

During the whole process, the two of them had a very tacit understanding, and neither of them spoke.

When everything was ready and all the palace people retreated, when Long Yanzhao put Gu Jingyuan into the bucket, he found Gu Jingyuan's winking eyes, still hanging down, with an extremely cute appearance.

It's just that the smiling expression in the past is gone.

The corners of the lips were almost drawn into a straight line, and Gu Jingyuan looked very confused.

The flushed cheeks and the pair of dazed eyes are different from the usual shrewdness and reason.

Only then did Long Yanzhao realize that Mr. Gu had drunk too much just now, and now he came back after drinking, and he was on top.

The young emperor laughed angrily: "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. If others respect you, drink it. What can you do?"

As he said that, he acted like he was angry, and poured a scoop of warm water on Mr. Gu's body.

Gu Jingyuan was steamed by the heat, and the smell of alcohol rose even more.

Maybe it's because of the lack of focus just now, Gu Jingyuan's unfocused eyes fell on Long Yanzhao, and he said, "Your Majesty... I want to eat candied haws."

The alcohol-stained voice was many times softer than usual, sweet and hot, pouring from Gu Jingyuan's thin lips, there was a sense that Mr. Gu was acting coquettish in vain.

Gu Jingyuan is usually very obedient.

But it is rare to ask for anything coquettishly.

Usually it is the emperor who says what he wants, and he tries his best to satisfy Long Yanzhao, but it seems that it is rarely the other way around.

Long Yanzhao felt fresh, and immediately stood up, walked around the screen, and ordered someone to fetch bunches of candied haws.

Mr. Gu bathed in the inner room, no one dared to enter the hall.

Hong Taiquan arranged for someone to go to the imperial dining room to rush around, and finally through the door panel, he replied tremblingly outside: "Forgive me, the emperor, there are no hawthorns in the palace right now, I'm afraid..."

Because the emperor has no pursuit of food, and the harem is empty, there are no masters except the empress dowager and a few concubines who hide from the world, so the manpower and stock of the imperial dining room are pitifully thin, far inferior to that of the previous emperor. The prosperity of the time.

Moreover, there is no master who likes to eat sweets in the palace, and there are not many spare ingredients for those related ingredients.

It has been like this for the past few years, and the emperor has never had a whim about what to eat.

Unexpectedly, now...

There are a lot of dried hawthorns that have been dried, but I can't find any fresh hawthorns.

It's freezing cold, and it's night again, where do they go to find fresh hawthorns?

Long Yanzhao glanced behind the screen, and then flicked his sleeves: "Then send someone out to buy it. Ask Huo Linping to arrange two people. In such a big capital city, you won't be able to find even a bunch of candied haws."

"Yes."

Hong Taiquan retreated, and Long Yanzhao stepped on the bright yellow gold silk soft boots and returned behind the screen. Gu Jingyuan, who was sitting in the bathtub, curled himself up into a ball, buried his head on his knees, and didn't know what to do. How long have you been sitting like that.

The skin above the water surface was already cold, and the Nine-Five Lord scooped up water for him.

"I'm getting more and more courageous, don't you know how to wash yourself if I don't serve you?" The emperor said angrily.

Only then did Gu Jingyuan raise his head.

His complexion seemed to have become more rosy, and his eyes were covered with mist. Although he didn't look very abrupt in the dense water vapor, Mr. Gu's expression at this time still looked a little bit aggrieved and affectionate.

He said: "Your Majesty, I will never go to Yulin Tower again."

Long Yanzhao only thought that he was drunk and feeling ill, and he was having a temper tantrum.

"Then don't go." The young emperor still laughed angrily: "If you don't go, then don't go, it's all the fault of that Ji Lian. I said I shouldn't have gone to see him."

Gu Jingyuan shook his head stubbornly, trying to explain: "It's none of Brother Ji's business."

"Brother Ji??" Long Yanzhao raised his sharp eyebrows, and his handsome face suddenly moved a lot closer to Gu Jingyuan's direction.

His expression was somewhat sinister, and his words were also extremely naughty.He said: "If A is willing to protect him and speak for him like this again... Do you believe it or not, I will directly kill him?"

The emperor said this with seriousness.

If Gu Jingyuan was still awake, he could still tell that what he said was just a joke, and he only needed to smile silently, and the matter would be over.

However, Gu Jingyuan's mind was not clear at the moment. When he suddenly heard the emperor say this, he didn't even think about it. Kai Taiping. How can His Majesty kill a well-learned person at will..."

"Gu Jingyuan." Not wanting to hear a word anymore, Long Yanzhao's face turned livid: "You're excited, aren't you?"

But maybe it was because his tone was too harsh at this time, causing the young man's unclear eyes to sway innocently, and the look in his eyes was also ignorant and pitiful, full of puzzlement and inquiry...

The emperor vented his anger inexplicably again.

The Ninth Five Lord said helplessly: "You...forget it, why am I angry with you?"

No matter how obedient Gu Jingyuan is usually, he is always a literati.

Get angry with this nerd... It's better to just do it.

As for Mr. Gu's abnormality today, the emperor still had a trace of doubt in his heart, but Long Yanzhao didn't pay much attention.

He only noticed that Gu Jingyuan's brows and eyes were still a little wet, his cheeks were slightly pink, and the fair skin under his neck was covered with large and small red marks.

These are the traces produced by oneself.

This scene undoubtedly pleased Emperor Yuwen, and the emperor poured water on the young man again.The anger just now was gone.

——So what if there is no common topic?

At least, they can still do it.

He reached out and touched the scar on Gu Jingyuan's brow bone, and then went all the way down to pinch the young man's sharp jaw.

The young emperor asked viciously: "Tell me, does Ah Yuan like me, or the scholar?"

"Well?"

This question seemed to be beyond Gu Jingyuan's cognition at this time, he blinked suspiciously, but did not answer.

"Don't you understand?" Long Yanzhao didn't force him to answer, but his voice became low and hoarse again.

Later, the Ninth Five-Year Lord also entered the tub.

"Do you understand this time?"

He restrained Gu Jingyuan, and bit his ear from behind, "Do you like how I treat you, or do you like to chat with that scholar?"

Gu Jingyuan didn't know whether he still didn't understand, or he couldn't speak at all. He didn't answer, but made a low, crying sound like a small animal.

Long Yanzhao was not in a hurry either.

The Son of Heaven was confident that he already knew the answer, so he stood behind him and said calmly, "No rush, Mr. Gu thinks about it slowly."

He also calculated with great interest: "I'm only nineteen this year, and my father, who is in poor health, is in his 50s and still accepts people into the palace. Fulfill A wish for 50 years."

"So don't worry, Ah Yuan will answer after thinking about it."

The Ninth Five Lord's voice was casual, but his actions were not light at all.

Later, when Gu Jingyuan couldn't bear to beg for mercy from him, Long Yanzhao had already figured it out.

Gu Jing wished to spread virtuous virtues and make friends with well-educated people. To put it bluntly, isn't it for himself?

Long Yanzhao laughed at himself secretly, because he overreacted a bit.

He decided to let Gu Jingyuan go first, fished him out and put him back on the dragon bed, and let Gu Jingyuan sleep alone for a while.

He himself has to deal with state affairs that are not dealt with today.

About just after Haishi, after sleeping for less than an hour, Gu Jingyuan woke up.

Gu Jingyuan got up from the bed, walked around the screen, and saw Long Yanzhao sitting in front of the copybook seriously correcting the memorial.

"Your majesty..." Gu Jingyuan spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, and there was still a hint of uncertainty in his tentativeness.

It seemed that he had indeed drunk too much just now, and was dazzled by the strength of the alcohol that came back later.Gu Jingyuan vaguely remembered some things, but he still couldn't remember some details clearly.

He wasn't sure if he had said something he shouldn't have said just now...

"Are you awake?" Long Yanzhao finished the last stroke and waved at him, "Come here."

Gu Jingyuan walked over as he said, and he has been replaced with the clothes that were deposited here before. The bright red underwear, matched with black hair and clean and fair skin, makes the colors richer and more vivid.

She is as beautiful as a person who came out of a playbook.

Long Yanzhao's eyes lingered on him for a while, and he sat down on his lap with satisfaction, pinching the waist in his hand, and asked calmly, "Would you like to drink next time?"

Gu Jingyuan shook his head.

He looks very well behaved.

What he thought in his heart was: stop drinking, I really can't drink anymore.

In fact, he also knows that he has a very light drinking capacity, and it is easy to cause trouble if he drinks too much, so he is extremely restrained most of the time.

Today is just...

While shaking his head, Long Yanzhao made a move with his long arm, signaling Eunuch Hong to bring the things up.

I saw that Hong Taiquan was holding a tray in his hand, which contained a bunch of candied haws wrapped on bamboo sticks.

The big, round and glossy candied haws looked vivid under the bright candlelight in the bedroom. Gu Jingyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Long Yanzhao in puzzlement.

"Master Gu wants to eat, and I said that I will often buy it for you. As the emperor, you must do what you say." Long Yanzhao smiled and showed his white teeth. He liked to see Gu Jingyuan eating candied haws, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Urgently: "Eat, I want to see you eat."

Gu Jingyuan: "..."

He met some friends when he was young, so he broadened his knowledge and learned that there are many delicious foods in the capital of Dayi.

There are candied haws.

There are also different styles of cuisines from all over the world.

Later... many years later, after experiencing many twists and turns, he still ate the candied haws in the capital.

But the scene he imagined eating with someone in the Yulin Tower will never come true again.

……

The things that I tried so hard to keep were not all lost in the end, but all turned into ashes.

So Gu Jingyuan has learned not to force himself.

Human life is so short, how long can he continue to survive in this world?

Instead of forcing yourself to face it, it is better to just give up.

He will not go to that Yulin Tower again.

As for those things that can only be obtained by fighting hard... Gu Jingyuan's gaze hastily passed over the handsome face of the emperor——

He is also not rare.

Eating sweet and sour candied haws, the sweetness bursting from the tip of the tongue and the crispy sugar coating finally made Gu Jingyuan feel better.

Long Yanzhao embraced his waist, allowing the other party to lightly touch the scar on his brow bone, he showed his face and smiled softly.

Qiao smiled and looked forward to it.

Master Gu narrowed his eyes, and said to the emperor, "It's very sweet. Thank you, Your Majesty."

The next day, Gu Jingyuan returned to the imperial study after finishing his duties, and saw a lot of picture scrolls piled up near the desk.

Scattered, as if they were randomly thrown on the ground.

As for the Ninth Five-Year Master... he was sitting in front of the desk with a brush, writing and drawing something seriously.

Gu Jingyuan entered the hall to greet him, bent down, picked up one of the scrolls from the ground, unfolded it and read it...

The picture above is a man with clear eyebrows.

He lowered his head to look at the other paintings. Some of the scrolls were half-extended, revealing half of his head, which was also a portrait of a handsome man.

……

Long Yanzhao raised his head from his busy schedule, saw his movements, and hurriedly said, "Why are you picking these up... Hong Taiquan! Where are you? Didn't I ask you to take these things away quickly?"

Soon some palace servants trotted forward to pack up the scrolls, but Gu Jingyuan looked at the portraits in his hand and said, "I have an impression of this son and minister, it seems to be the little son of Lord Fenghou's mansion..."

"Oh really? I didn't even look at it." Long Yanzhao was still concentrating on his paintings, and he said casually: "Those are all gifts from the queen mother."

With a swipe of his brush, the Nine-Five Lord raised his head again after drawing the last stroke, and said with a smile to Gu Jingyuan, "You also know that my mother will send pictures of these beautiful men every now and then, so I don't care."

Naturally, the empress dowager did not send the paintings for the emperor to appreciate.Instead, he asked him to pick some eye-catching ones and take them into the palace to serve the emperor.

It's just that Long Yanzhao didn't even look at it.

Gu Jingyuan felt it was a pity, rolled up the picture scroll in his hand neatly, and handed it over to the palace attendant who was sorting it out, then heard Long Yanzhao say again: "These paintings are not good-looking, I just drew some, Ah Yuan, come here quickly Appreciate it."

"Ah? When did Your Majesty learn to paint?"

Asking like this, Gu Jingyuan followed the words and walked behind the desk, beside the emperor.

Then he saw... some strange strokes.

It's not the imaginary Danqing, nor is it a landscape painting, but some strange patterns...

"This is called a simple man." Long Yanzhao explained to him, "Look, this is the head, these are the limbs, and the whole is one person. These two people are a painting, and here are eighteen pieces in total."

As soon as he explained Gu Jingyuan in this way, he understood.

Although the emperor is not very outstanding in terms of literary talents, if he talks about some weird things... he is really creative.

When Gu Jingyuan saw this kind of "painting" for the first time, he couldn't help but look at it seriously.

Then a deep and magnetic voice rang in his ears, Long Yanzhao put his arms around his waist, and asked him: "So Ah Yuan can't tell, what are these two villains doing?"

"What are you doing?" Gu Jingyuan pondered, scrutinizing those little people carefully, and then a pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, and even her cheeks turned red.

"His Majesty……"

"Hahaha!" The young emperor laughed loudly.

That's right, Long Yanzhao's drawing is exactly the simplified version of the spring palace picture!

What is even more embarrassing is that, after a cursory glance at Gu Jingyuan, it seems that many of the scenes depicted in these eighteen "paintings" have been experienced by him...

"I haven't tried it all." Long Yanzhao twirled his slender waist with his thumb, and said seriously: "You can see that this picture and this picture are all based on my imagination, whether it can be realized or not, we have to try it out. .”

"His Majesty……"

Gu Jingyuan didn't dare to look at the painting again.

"Why are you shy?" Long Yanzhao raised his chin, forcing him to look: "We have tried most of them...we have done everything, why is Ah Yuan so shy now?"

Gu Jingyuan's face turned red up to the ears.

"Hahaha!" After teasing him, Long Yanzhao became happy.

The emperor reflected on himself today: Although he is not good at poetry and poetry, but in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it seems that he is only good at playing the piano.

No, what I want to draw is extremely realistic and vivid, otherwise why would Ah Yuan be so shy?

He painted these to amuse Gu Jingyuan.

Now that it has achieved results, Longyan can't help but feel joyful.

Gu Jingyuan didn't know what was going on in his heart, but just kept his head buried and didn't say anything.

Fortunately, at this time, a secret report was rushed into the palace.

The secret report was sent back by the northern spies.

Usually, the news is sent back once every three months. They just received such a secret report last month, and now it's coming again...

It can be seen that something happened in the north.

Hearing the words, Long Yanzhao became a little more serious, and waved to the people below: "Bring it up."

The thin envelope fell into the hands of the Ninth Five-Year Master, and Long Yanzhao unfolded the letter paper.

At this time, Gu Jingyuan was standing beside him.

The two were so close, and the other party had no intention of avoiding him, so without much effort, he caught a glimpse of the only two lines of characters on the secret report——

King Bei Rong was seriously ill.

The battle for the crown prince of Beirong was serious.