The Regent is not dead yet

The night in Yandu falls early, but the sky has already completely darkened by Chen's hour.

At this time, it was still early before the curfew, and the streets and alleys were full of people, and the Prince Regent's Palace was brightly lit. The gilded tiles of gold, stone and jasper reflected the night, which was even brighter than the moonlight.

This gilt tile was never used so extravagantly in the Palace of the Regent, but it can be seen everywhere in the Prince Regent's Palace, and it is never cherished.

It was time for dinner, but the owner of the palace had obviously not returned, and no one in the palace asked where the regent had gone, so the kitchen had to cheer up all the time, and asked Kayan to see when the prince would come back.

Kayan'er has a special status in the mansion, and everyone knows that Zhu He brought her back from Yue Slave on purpose.

The regent did not disclose her identity, but allowed her to serve him personally.Although as a woman, she seldom followed the regent to court, but she was responsible for tidying her hair and cleansing her face every morning.

Kayan could not shirk, so he had to agree.

The kitchen sister in the mansion was very relieved, took her hand and patted it twice: "Thank you, miss, there are two bolts of silk cloth with my sister, I will give you a piece of tailored clothes...but you are taller than my sisters. They are taller, I am afraid I can only cut one piece out."

Kayan: "..."

The corner of her mouth twitched, and she withdrew her hand: "Thank you for your kindness, my sister doesn't like these. My sister can keep it for herself."

After dismissing the chef, Kayan went to the door.

As soon as he went out, he didn't see the Prince Regent, but saw an agarwood ebony carriage parked in front of the Palace of the Prince Regent.

All the carriages in the Prince Regent's Mansion were made according to Zhu He's preferences, and they were all gorgeous and luxurious, and they were all glittering with gold. From top to bottom, it was impossible to find such a low-key carriage.

Immediately, the car curtain was drawn open, and His Highness the Crown Prince stepped down from the carriage.

Kayan: "..."

Yan Rong had already changed out of today's court attire, and only wore the usual prince's attire. The dark pattern of light gold thread was embroidered on the blue base cloth, making her look more refined and handsome.

Kayan was silent for a while, but still stepped forward to salute.

There were no guards or palace people around Yan Rong, and he said gently: "I remember you, what a coincidence. You are here... Has the emperor not come back yet?"

His Royal Highness the Prince of Dali is gentle, courteous and thrifty, benevolent and virtuous, even though Kayan Er is far away from Yue Nu, he has heard more than one evaluation of Yan Rong from outsiders.

It's just that she is not a member of the court, even in Yuenu, she only obeys the princess, and she really doesn't want to talk to others, so she simply said: "Go back to the prince, not yet."

Yan Rong said: "Then do you know where the emperor's uncle went?"

Kayaner shook his head: "The whereabouts of the regent, I dare not ask."

Yan Rong was not angry either, and smiled, and said gently: "It's okay, I'll just go in and wait for him, please trouble me to take Gu directly to the emperor's uncle's bedroom."

Kayan: "..."

The master's bedroom is the most private place, so it's not like you can go there just by saying it.

But she couldn't keep His Highness the Crown Prince out of the door. After thinking for a moment, she could only lead Yan Rong around the lush garden with exotic flowers and grass, and entered the study next to the regent king's bedroom.

The Prince Regent doesn't like to read very much on weekdays. The huge study room looks empty, only two books are spread out on the table in a crooked manner, and there is a brush that has been dried for a long time beside it.

Yan Rong picked up the book casually and looked at it, his expression darkened immediately.

This is a small book of romantic essays, full of short pictorial essays about slutty men molesting and seducing boudoir girls to do things, vivid images, and even the various postures are clear.

Each short story is followed by a corresponding doggerel, some of which are circled by ink marks.

Yan Rong flipped through the pages, and the last poem that was hooked up was exactly the same as the one Zhu He wrote to him a few days ago!

It turned out that the poem wasn't just from sex, it was about the relationship between men and women!

It’s just...

absurd!

Footsteps sounded behind him, and Kayan'er put the teacup on the small table next to him: "His Royal Highness, the Prince Regent is inconvenient to take you there, so please wait here, and the servant will tell you when the prince returns home. "

Yan Rong put away his emotions very quickly, put the miscellaneous books in his hand back on the table, and said casually: "Unexpectedly, Uncle Huang also likes to read these."

Kayaner followed Yan Rong's movements and looked over: "..."

"A few days ago, I received a letter from the emperor's uncle, the content of which was an excerpt from this book. I looked at it today, and the contents outlined by the emperor's uncle are not limited to those in the letter."

The corners of Yan Rong's lips curled into a thin smile, "Could it be that Uncle Huang sent a letter to someone else?"

The mass sending of love letters was handled by Dezhuang and Zhuhe alone, and Kayaner was never in charge, so I only know that Dezhuang sent letters, but I don't know how many and to whom.

Now Kayan realized that the content of the letter might not be healthy, but he couldn't think of another showy operation in it anyway.

"Perhaps, the regent wants to send it to you several times. Although the pictures in the book are men and women, but the prince has a rough mind, so he may not have thought so much."

Kayan paused, but still spoke for Zhu He, "When I was in southern Xinjiang, the prince often mentioned you, and loved you very much...My family is talking too much, the prince please drink some tea."

Yan Rong smiled: "Miss, go get busy, I'll just wait here by myself."

Naturally, Zhuhe would not know that the little prince in the palace was being driven into a panic and was ready to sleep with him.

At this moment, the regent himself is accompanying the third prince of Beidi in the palace to resist the backlash of the Gu insect——

To be more precise, it was the regent who unilaterally watched the third prince of Beidi dripping with cold sweat, his lips were pale, and he uttered a hypocritical exclamation: "Oh, is it so serious?"

Wu Yu: "..."

Beidi people are good at Gu, and mother-child Gu insects are the secrets of the Beidi Palace.

The outside world only roughly knows that it is called Mother-child Gu because although the child Gu is attached to the mother Gu, the mother-child Gu coexists side by side. The mother Gu host can not only control and feel the child Gu, but also completely control the behavior of the child Gu host. The child Gu will become stronger and stronger, eventually sucking up the host and returning to the mother Gu's body.

But on the contrary, if the living environment of the child Gu in the host body is extremely bad, the mother Gu will not only lose control, but the host of the mother Gu will suffer a strong backlash, although it will not die, but every day when it attacks, it will be like cutting out the heart and cutting the flesh, excruciating pain , can only be relieved by re-merging with the host of the sub-gu.

Looking at Wu Yu's aura and complexion now, one can tell that the living environment of Zi Gu on Zhuhe's body cannot be described as extremely bad.

Not daring to eat, not daring to drink, not even daring to take a breath of blood, probably the most undignified Gu worm in the world.

The alive and kicking regent sat with his legs crossed beside the pale-faced third prince, and while peeling a small walnut for himself, he said sincerely: "This king was fine when he left Yandu, why is he like this now? Who sucked it?" If you lose the spirit of the third prince, you tell this king, this king will give you vent!"

Wu Yu: "..."

He was about to speak, but his heart was in sharp pain again. He had to grit his teeth and bear the pain, and then reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips: "I heard that the regent has been back to the mansion for nearly ten days, and he only came today. Bar."

Zhu He: "..."

That's true.

But Zhuhe didn't panic at all, with an upright gentleman's face, he said casually: "How could it be? There have been a lot of affairs in court recently, and this king came just after a little bit of time. But look at what the third prince means, maybe he misses this king ?”

Wu Yu raised his eyes, looked straight at Zhuhe, and said softly: "Yes, I miss the prince day and night, even in my dreams, I often dream about it."

Zhu He: "..."

Looking at this position, I don't know how much higher than the little prince.

Before Zhuhe could speak.

Wu Yu helped the bed to get up, and leaned towards him: "If the prince doesn't come back... I'm afraid that Yu will die at the hands of the prince."

Zhu He: "..."

The distance between the two was so close that even the faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine on Wu Yu's body wafted into Zhu He's nose.

The person in front of him seemed to be still having a fever, and his hot breath was laced with the bitter smell of medicine, attacking Zhuhe wantonly without restraint.

But Zhu He is just a flirt, not used to being so close to men, he took a step back, bent his lips and said with a smile: "Third Prince, what are you talking about? Whoever squeezed you dry, who do you go to? It's all right, my lord." But I didn't want your life."

"But it was the prince who squeezed the jade dry."

Wu Yu lifted off the collapsed brocade quilt, only a thin white underwear was on her body, revealing a large piece of naked chest, with sharp lines outlining the chest, and her abdominal muscles seemed to be exposed but not exposed, making her look very attractive.

He opened his clothes a little more, casually put on his shoes and wanted Zhuhe to come, raised his eyebrows, and said frivolously, "Will the prince be responsible?"

Zhu He: "..."

You're a man, how can you admit that you can't be coquettish?

Zhuhe immediately changed the subject: "What are you doing with me?"

Wu Yu moved forward, and Zhu He retreated step by step.

Until there was no way to retreat, Wu Yu stretched out his hand and blocked Weiyang's palace door and his arm.

I don't know if it's because of returning to the size of a cub, but Zhuhe has discovered that his body is shorter than many stocks a while ago. Although it is not much, only half a head smaller, it is still very depressing.

Especially in a situation like this.

Zhuhe really didn't want to stare at the big man's chest and broad shoulders, so he raised his head and met Wu Yu's gaze.

Wu Yu's complexion was still extremely pale, and his lips were bloodless.

A bead of cold sweat slowly slid down from the corner of his forehead, slid over his lips, slid over his sharp jaw, and finally fell silently into the folded skirt of Zhu He.

Wu Yu kept watching the drop of sweat disappear, then raised his lower lip, leaned over ambiguously, leaned close to Zhuhe's ear, and said, "The regent swallowed the child Gu that Yu was going to give to the prince, but he didn't feed it enough. It, let it torture me back."

The man's aura is scattered in this corner.

Before Zhuhe could react, there was a blunt pain at the tip of the ear near Wu Yu's side, as if it had been bitten lightly by something not sharp.

Immediately, the warm tip of the tongue stuck to the place that was bitten just now, and licked it gently.

"Since the prince is unwilling to feed it, he must feed me..."

Wu Yu's voice came over, and he leaned forward again, with a low smile, "I heard that the prince is always worried about the little prince, why? What's so good about a young boy, is he fully grown? ? Do you know how to make you happy?"

He paused, his voice softened again, and he said seductively, "My lord, Yu wants you."