The Regent is not dead yet

Every time the palace examinations are made, the new champion is always the most concerned by the people of Yandu. What's more, this year's champion is both talented and beautiful, and his face is more beautiful than a woman. Therefore, he has become the admiration object of many beauties in Yandu. .

And this time.

The new top scholar was stuck in his mansion, with a hand moving around up and down.

The owner of the hand was groping around without shame, while leaning down and whispering in his ear: "It doesn't hurt, beauty, just cut it off in one go, let me find a suitable angle..."

Shen Muzhi: "..."

Drunk people often have a strong smell of alcohol, which is extremely unpleasant.

But Zhuhe's body was contaminated with something, the heavier the smell of alcohol, instead exuded a curl of cold fragrance.

It is a very special fragrance, like the first melting snow among plum blossoms in winter, at least Shen Muzhi has never smelled it anywhere before.

The incense hit Shen Mu's nose straight, filling all his senses in an instant, while Zhu He was still trying to complete his great cause of cutting Chi Chi.

Shen Muzhi: "..."

Shen Muzhi felt that he was going crazy.

At the moment when Zhuhe was about to pull away his robe and put his hand in, Shen Muzhi finally grabbed Zhuhe's hand.

Fingers intertwined.

Zhuhe struggled, raised his head and said coldly to the person in front of him: "Bold! Let go, my lord!"

The regent's fingers in the palm were even slender than imagined, as if they were pampered and arrogant from birth, so they were so weak that they had no strength at all.

Shen Muzhi didn't let go of his hand, and said in a low voice: "Prince Regent, you are drunk."

Zhuhe failed to snag the beauty's little dick, very disappointed, and glared at Shen Muzhi: "Although she is a beauty, she is so ignorant. Why don't you hurry up and help me go to sleep?"

Shen Muzhi: "..."

Shen Muzhi sighed softly, and restrained his temper: "The Prince Regent is at Weichen's house, so I'm afraid he won't satisfy you in bed. How about I ask your guards to take you back home?"

Zhuhe didn't know whether he listened or not, his eyes were still looking at Shen Muzhi's waist.

Shen Muzhi half hugged and half hugged Zhuhe, and he had to be on guard against his pants being stripped all the time, so it was very difficult to walk in just a few steps.

The night in early autumn in Yandu cannot retain the warmth of the day.

The door was pushed open, and the night wind poured into the hall, causing the cranes to shiver.

He kicked the door almost immediately, turned his face and said ruthlessly: "It's so cold, you clearly want to freeze this king to death! This king won't go anywhere tonight, just sleep here! Otherwise, you will be punished now!"

Shen Muzhi: "..."

Before Shen Muzhi could say anything.

Zhuhe had already turned around in the hall, and then grabbed the hands of the people around him with an unhappy face: "Where's the bed? Why isn't there even a bed?"

Shen Muzhi's gaze stayed on the pale fingers for a while, and he almost had no choice but to hold him in his arms: "In the side room, I will take the prince there."

In a daze, Zhu He always felt that the bed board tonight seemed a little harder, and the quilt was not as thin as the silk in the past.

But fortunately, there is a warm pillow beside me, which can move after touching it a few times, and I have always provided my arm as a pillow, and I can also tuck in the corners of the quilt, so I finally slept well without being very uncomfortable.

Even the shading effect of the curtains is not satisfactory, and Zhuhe sleeps lightly, waking up just after dawn.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that there was someone sitting on the head of his bed.

Zhuhe: "!"

Zhuhe suddenly woke up with fright, opened his eyes suddenly, but met Shen Muzhi's gaze.

Zhu He: "..."

The beauties at yesterday's banquet seemed to have been devastated by a night's storm. Not only did they look extremely tired, but even their clothes were wrinkled so that they could hardly be seen.

And his own hand was still holding on to him, and it seemed that he hadn't let go all night.

Zhu He: "..."

Almost instantly, Zhu He imagined a picture of forcing the beauty to do this and that last night, and the beauty was about to cry.

The hatred value of the little prince's think tank is ax.

Fortunately, Hehe is a powerful Hehe, and he will not be easily defeated by such extraneous branches.

So Zhuhe pondered for a moment, then touched Shen Muzhi's slender hand, then withdrew his claws, sat up on the bed, and looked around the room.

The room wasn't too big, except for the bed he was lying on, there was a desk not far away, with the old traces of being used for a long time.

The life of Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang is indeed simple and clean, without any extravagance. At first glance, he is not on the same road as the regent.

Zhu He withdrew his gaze, and said very naturally: "Shen Aiqing must also know that this king has a heart for the prince, so no matter what happened between you and me last night, this king hopes that it will not reach A Rong's ears."

Shen Muzhi was about to get up, but he was startled when he heard the words, remembering what this person whispered in his ear last night.

"Of course, I also like Mu Zhi very much."

Like a scumbag who doesn't recognize anyone after sleeping, Zhuhe smiled at Shen Muzhi, "I see that Muzhi's place is a bit shabby, and when I return to the mansion later, I will order someone to rearrange it. Fan. How does Mo Zhi feel?"

Shen Muzhi's dark brown pupils narrowed suddenly, and he looked at Zhuhe in disbelief.

Zhu He said calmly: "If Mu Zhi feels that this place is not satisfactory, I will choose another house for you, I don't know..."

"The Prince Regent is really rich!"

Shen Muzhi sneered, stood up suddenly, and said with a cold face, "It's a pity that this humble minister is not someone who aspires to power and power, and speaks nonsense! The regent is disappointed!"

Of course you know you're not.

Otherwise, how could Hehe be so generous.

Zhuhe made another death consummately, and added fuel to the fire: "Why are you so angry, but how can this king dissatisfy Mu Zhi?"

Shen Muzhi took two steps and turned around: "I don't need to worry about the prince regent's mood. There are many miscellaneous things at home. Now that you are awake, please leave."

The cranes immediately took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, left the beauty behind without mercy, and walked away.

It's just that the mansion of Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang is very close to ordinary people's homes, and even closer to the bustling streets of Yandu.

Although it was still early and there were not many pedestrians, everyone in the world knew about the King Regent's unparalleled golden chariot.

Therefore, before Zhuhe returned to his palace from Zhuangyuanlang's mansion early in the morning——

The news that the regent stayed overnight at Xinke Zhuangyuan Lang's home has already spread in the streets and alleys of Yandu.

In the afternoon, it became known that the Prince Regent had been infatuated with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a long time, but the Crown Prince fell in love with Xin Ke Zhuang Scholar.

The regent was furious, so he seized the love with a sword, and forcibly seized the innocence of the champion Lang, and was lucky for seven days and seven nights.The prince was heartbroken, drunk in the East Palace, and wept every night.

When this love triangle in which the hearer is sad and the listener is crying is spreading wildly in Yandu.

Zhuhe was cultivating a relationship with the little prince... No, to be precise, Zhuhe was bored and wanted to have some fun with the prince.

The aromatherapy Kayaner brought back from the Moon Slave was burning inside the Prince Regent's Mansion, and the faint scent of mint lingered, making people feel a little drowsy.

Zhu He lazily leaned on the reclining chair, Ren Kayan rubbed his shoulders and beat his back, and said to Yan Rong: "During the time this king is in southern Xinjiang, has His Highness the Crown Prince's studies improved?"

The days when the regent is not in the court is a good time to cultivate his own power. Yan Rong has been busy with this matter in recent months, and has already made a lot of breakthroughs.

As long as you continue to be patient, you will be able to wash away your shame one day.

Yan Rong's face was as jade-like, and he bowed to Zhu He calmly: "I have read a lot of opinions from a hundred schools of thought recently, and I have benefited a lot."

Baijia?It sounds like a great deal.

Zhuhe thought about it, thinking that he really didn't have the patience to read what others said, so he praised: "So, if there are any love poems or love poems in it, recite them for my king to listen to."

Yan Rong: "..."

"Isn't it?"

Seeing that Yan Rong didn't answer for a long time, Zhu He tilted his head and took a look, "It doesn't need to be too obscure, it's okay to be simple. For example, although I love his body, I love your soul more... something like that?"