The happy life of the devil and the devil

Ling Yucheng didn't feel any joy at all.

What does Kang Wang's marriage have to do with him!

Why did he have to be called "Queen" by others, and was asked to help mediate when the young couple quarreled!If it's not his son or his daughter-in-law, it has nothing to do with him!

...Now tell people, "I, the queen, don't care about things. I made an appointment with His Majesty back then, and the prince's family has nothing to do with me." Is it too late...

Obviously it was too late.In particular, the new batch of envoys from Sutai and Taiwan also took out the letters with the prince when they asked for an interview. There were all kinds of pleas and pleadings in it. It is really hard to lose face after dealing with them for a long time.Thinking of the endless quarrels and troubles this couple will have in the future, and how many times he will be involved, Ling Yucheng feels a stomach ache.

fall!It reminds me of the time when Su Tai and the prince wanted to make him a side concubine!And she's a side concubine!It's a concubine!Anyway, Yuan Shao still let him be the queen...

As for marrying a wife and having children, spreading branches and leaves, these happiness that have nothing to do with him anymore, he has already learned not to worry about it.

Even though he was full of unease, with a joyous emperor sitting beside him, he had to pretend to be happy. "One person is in the corner, the whole house is unhappy" is the most disappointing thing, not to mention that the person who is very interested is the emperor, he is happy, you'd better be more acquainted not to be disappointed.Watching the dancers below the steps turn to the couch again and again, throwing out their long sleeves with a fragrant wind, and at the same time flinging winks at Yuan Shao one after another, Ling Yucheng could only sit a little more straight on the brocade couch, Try to let go of your mind and achieve "color in your eyes, colorless in your heart", and at the same time hope that those dancers will not make a joke about the young girl of Xi Wang last time.

It should be... no, right?In Jiaofang, a woman who earns her living by serving men, should have this kind of wink...

After a neon dress dance, the tune changes again, and the sound of the pipa is as dense as pearls and jade splashing down. A dozen girls in white clothes are divided to the left and right, and a beautiful girl with a high-handed cloud girl and a tube top and obscene clothes only wears a light gauze.The woman chuckled gently, raised her arms high, and stretched her slender fingers like petals one by one, holding them on top of her head like a blooming white lotus.

Under the spring sun, the woman's jade-like arms and bare feet are exposed, and there seems to be precious light flowing on the skin.The whole body remained motionless, only the strings of extremely thin gold rings on the arms collided with each other, and the bells on the gold rings rang without wind.The sound of the bell was subtle and crisp, like the slender and tender paws of a kitten, scratching right to the bottom of my heart.

Ling Yucheng turned his head slightly and glanced at Yuan Shao.The man who had been half leaning on him didn't take his eyes off him, but took a big sip of his wine, and casually pushed the golden cup aside for someone to fill it up.Maybe this level of dancing is not enough to tempt him, so you don't mind letting yourself see it?

Too.To Yuan Shao, the dancers in Jiaofang are just playthings that can be rewarded at will.

The music at the bottom of the steps changed one after another, and the women who came up to perform the dance wore less and less clothes, and their dancing postures became more and more hot.Perhaps it was found that such singing and dancing could not attract the king's attention, the soft and melodious voice suddenly changed, and the sound of the horn was raised high amidst the low drumbeat, piercing the sky.

The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with Yanzhi and condensed night purple.

Report your favor on the golden platform, and bring Yulong to die for the king.

The cold light pierced the field of vision, and the beautiful woman in white clothes under the steps, dressed in men's clothing, stretched her arms in the courtyard with spring grass, dancing the long sword in her palm like a swimming dragon.For a while, the courtyard was full of swords and flowers, and against the distant singing, the warm spring sun with the grass growing and warblers flying, unexpectedly had a bit of chilling taste under the light of the swords.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, it is mediocre, but the heroic look of the attire, combined with the femininity of the woman, makes people involuntarily shine.The weight on his body lightened, but Yuan Shao sat up straight and looked at him for the first time. Ling Yucheng turned his head and glanced at him, and adjusted his sitting posture, but his expression gradually became indifferent.

what is this?Is there a new way to invite pets?

He doesn't care who the teacher pushes to come up, and he doesn't care what kind of dance to dance—it's not for him to watch anyway, but the scene in front of him seems familiar to him.

More than a year ago, in Yu Xia, he was also dressed in white and silver crown. He drew his sword and danced in front of Yuan Shao and the envoys of various countries. Names of monarchs and ministers.

Dancing in front of the imperial court with such attire and posture, is it alluding to or imitating his appearance to please the king?

For a moment Ling Yucheng almost wanted to sneer, the corners of his lips just curled up, but he immediately retracted his expression, and lowered his eyes silently——In any case, as long as the one who likes the song and dance with great interest, there is no room for him to express any displeasure .

It was meant to make the emperor happy, wasn't it?

It was rare for Yuan Shao to take a look, and the dancer holding a sword below couldn't help but secretly delighted, and his dancing posture became more and more graceful.Ling Yucheng sat upright on the brocade couch, facing forward, but he didn't seem to see the music and dance in front of him, and just listened to Yuan Shao's movements.

Suddenly, the sound of the drum was loud, and the sword light tightened accordingly. Although it couldn't reach the level where the water couldn't get in, the afterimage of the sword light covered the whole body.In a series of sharp whirls, big and big sword blossoms bloomed one by one, and when a high note of the horn was thrown to the highest point, the dancer's rotation just stopped, and the long sword leaned on the ground, standing alone in front of Yuan Shao. He knelt down and buried his head respectfully.

"...very good." After a moment of silence, Yuan Shao drained the wine in his glass and gave a low compliment.Before the dancer's joyful smile reached the corners of her mouth, a sharp white light suddenly tore her vision, and she instinctively leaned back, feeling a slight pain from the top of her head to the center of her brows.

"—Zheng!"

A spark exploded in front of my eyes, a strong wind whistled in my ears, followed by a chaotic sound of cups, plates and bowls, and with a bang, the heavy bronze candlestick fell to the ground, with a deep sword mark on it, almost cutting the candlestick in two.

"Why are you?"

Yuan Shao frowned slowly, looked at the nearly overthrown case in front of him, then at the dancer in white who was kneeling in front of him, unable to react due to excessive shock, and then turned his gaze to Ling Yucheng.It's nothing more than a dance performance, but it's a sword dance, and you have to wear men's clothing!It was clearly alluding to the queen in front of him, when would it be better if he didn't cut it off?

Who knew, in the blink of an eye, the one who parried this blow was Ling Yucheng who had been sitting beside him all the time!

"Your Majesty, calm down," picked up the candlestick and managed to block the move, Ling Yucheng was blown away, his blood surged for a while, before he could adjust his posture, he fell to the ground.Seeing that Yuan Shao's face was still full of anger, he didn't dare to get up, knelt up straight and said in a low voice, "Today is a good day for King Kang, it is not appropriate to see blood."

"...Get up." One sentence extinguished most of Yuan Shao's anger, and he let out a long breath.Ling Yucheng's heart relaxed, and he put his hands on the ground for a while, before his knees left the ground, he was already pulled up.

"Okay, it's none of your business." When he was pulled away and turned to leave, he heard Yuan Shao turn his head and shout angrily at his back: "Put them all down!"

The people from the Jiaofang Division behind him knelt down on the ground, Yuan Shao was so angry that his footsteps flew like flying, even Ling Yucheng and the people who served in front of the imperial court could only trot along with him.Seeing stepping out of the palace, Yuan Shao stopped walking and turned to Ling Yucheng, who was following behind him step by step.

"I--"

"minister……"

The two opened their mouths at the same time, only said one word and then stopped at the same time.After a moment of silence, Yuan Shao raised his eyebrows and raised his chin at Ling Yucheng.The setting sun shone on his face, even without a smile on his face, it seemed that his expression was much gentler: "You speak first."

"Your Majesty forgives me for taking action without authorization and obstructing the Holy Will."

"Ah—it doesn't matter, your persuasion is justified." Yuan Shao's face became more and more relaxed, "That is to say, you are still thinking about this for me——I made a heavy blow just now, is there something wrong?"

"Your Majesty is safe, thank you for your concern." Seeing Yuan Shao's expression of disbelief, Ling Yucheng simply handed his wrist in front of him, indicating that if he doesn't believe it, he can take his own pulse, "It's just a shock, just recover gone."

Sure enough, Yuan Shao grabbed his arm and didn't check his pulse carefully. Instead, he spit out the inner force in his palm and turned around his meridians before letting go of his hand in satisfaction. "That's good, that's good. I've put in a lot of effort in this move, and you managed to block it in haste. Your skills have improved a lot recently."

"Isn't it just blown away..."

"That's not enough? Fortunately, you fell out. If you don't let go of this force, you can spit blood, do you believe it?"

"..." So Your Majesty, you didn't give me a hand?Is it nice to let me fall like this in front of a palace servant?

The slander belongs to the slander, and that's all I can do - besides, this skill is practiced by Yuan Shao with Hei Zhao every day.Ling Yucheng pursed his lips in annoyance, followed Yuan Shao on his horse, and walked towards the palace in a mighty manner surrounded by people.

Back in the bedroom, Ling Yucheng grabbed a cup of herbal tea and drank it to the full, and couldn't wait to go to the back bath.Throwing off his bathrobe, he plunged into the bottom of the water, emerged from the other side of the hot spring, closed his eyes, and stood on his back under the jade dragon spouting spring water by the pool.

The rapid flow of water with the thickness of the cup rim rushes straight down from the top of the forehead, which is crisp and numb, and the tiredness and boredom of the day are swept away, making people feel extraordinarily refreshed.The smell of wine that was present during the banquet and before the music and dance just now was washed by the hot spring water, as if it had never appeared before.

After letting the warm spring water wash away for a while, he let out a long breath, took a step back, and stretched his arms comfortably.Shaking off the water drops on his face, before he could open his eyes, there was a loud splash from behind, as if a huge and heavy object had fallen into the water.

Surprised, Ling Yucheng turned around to look, but there was no one in sight, only crystal water splashes rising high, glowing colorfully under the reflection of the lights by the pool.Instinctively lowering his head, a shadow at the bottom of the water approached quickly, and before he could react, he jumped up, with a bang, almost sticking to him and emerging from the water.

"……His Majesty!"

Ling Yucheng reflexively took a step back, and blurted out.Those who can swagger in at this time don't think of the second person. Sure enough, the person standing in front of him raised his hand to brush away the wet hair sticking to his face, and nodded slightly at him.

How did he come—no, why couldn't he come?

In the past, Yuan Shao was sympathetic, not only never entered Ling Yucheng when he was bathing, but even let him enjoy the hot spring first.When morning and evening classes were finished and he went to the apse to take a bath, Ling Yucheng himself often felt a little guilty: He was also the emperor, sitting outside sweating profusely, waiting for him, a courtier, to wash himself first, this... this kind of favor favors him Is it too much to enjoy?

It was almost two years in a flash.Ling Yucheng took two steps away silently, watching Yuan Shao comfortably occupy the vacated seat, showing the same happy expression as before under the flow of water, he could only walk a little further to the side, taking care of himself Wet the soap locusts, and rub it through the hair to create lather.

...It's just two men taking a bath together, it's really nothing... When I was marching and fighting, it was rare to encounter a river, and it was not because hundreds of old men jumped into it, stirring the Qingshui River into a pot of yellow mud Tang, while comparing each other and laughing at each other?

Of course, as a general, he always has preferential treatment, unless it is extremely difficult to fight for days, someone will always set up a tent for him to boil hot water, and let him take a comfortable bath in the military tent...

While thinking wildly, he couldn't help but look at Yuan Shao.The man standing under the water with his head up and his eyes closed has broad shoulders and long arms. Half of his body is above the water. The strong muscles on his shoulders, arms, waist and abdomen are protruding one by one. His figure is so strong that it is almost enviable.Drops of water rolled down from the wet upper body, and even this honey-colored skin, which was tanned by the sun, looked more masculine than himself.

——They are all men, why can he grow up like this!

The author has something to say: Xiaoling...the farming people in the south and the grassland people in the north have different environments and different nutrition since they were young.