[Quick travel] The target of the attack is Shenjingbing

Shan Zhe's face became hot, and the scene of debauchery in the lake pavilion unconsciously appeared in his mind.

——Because the ground is the bed and the sky is the pavement, all the traces left after the love owed are all stained on the clothes that the two were pressed under.

Taking a few deep breaths, Shan Zhe felt that he was becoming less and less assertive against the rascal Xuanyuan Lingyou.

Finally realizing that he was being led by the nose, Shan Zhe let out a sigh of relief and leaned against the wall of the tub without speaking.

Raising his brows in surprise, a playful gleam flashed in his deep eyes like ink, Xuanyuan Lingyou threw the clothes in his hand aside, untied the only 'fig leaf' on his body, and swaggered stepped into the tub.

Shan Zhe closed his eyes, not looking at him.

Xuanyuan Lingyou didn't say any more embarrassing words, but leaned against the wall of the tub on the other side, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, as if the air had solidified, and the fatigue gathered by the dust of the world disappeared at this moment.

Xuanyuan Lingyou let out a comfortable sigh from his throat.

"My concubine, do you know what is a real dragon and what is a god in this world?"

Xuanyuan Lingyou's sudden question made Shan Zhe's tightly closed eyelashes tremble, and then slowly opened his eyes, which were full of confusion.

"Tianlong is the dragon, and the god is me." Shan Zhe said after thinking about it. After all, God is also a god... from the West.

Xuanyuan Lingyou ignored his arrogant remarks, but said again: "Then what are officials and what are people?"

Shan Zhe's seriousness was foggy: "Are you relying on me for politics?"

Xuanyuan Lingyou didn't speak any more, nor did he explain why he asked those questions that Shan Zhe didn't know the answers to.

Perhaps no one knows the answers to these questions.

After bathing, the sore waist and abdomen finally eased, but Shan Zhe lay on the bed and didn't want to move.

He shouldn't go out today, and if he doesn't go out, he won't meet the queen mother, and if he doesn't meet the queen mother, he won't let Lu Cui go to Xuanyuan Lingyou, and if he doesn't go to Xuanyuan Lingyou, he won't be punished in public like Huxinting !

Sure enough, everything has a cycle of cause and effect. Shan Zhe clutched the clothes in his heart and shook his head sadly, it was all a sin!

However, thinking of the Empress Dowager, Shan Zhe thought of those palace servants who died innocently.

Shan Zhe, who had been distracted, finally noticed again how cruel and terrifying behind everything was.

Stretching his head out of the quilt, Shan Zhe looked at Xuanyuan Lingyou who was sitting on the desk by the window and was dealing with official business, and he didn't ask a word for a while.

It seems too late to plead now.And judging by Xuanyuan Lingyou's reaction, he probably didn't like it.

I don't like others to contradict myself, I don't like others to question myself, I don't like others to defy me.

There are various indications that Xuanyuan Lingyou is very arrogant and respects himself.

He frowned slightly, and a puzzled streak flashed across Shan Zhe's eyes.Xuanyuan Lingyou's questioning in the bathtub just now obviously has nothing to do with ego and arrogance, and Shan Zhe even heard a trace of the sadness and desolation of being in power.

Shan Zhe couldn't see Xuanyuan Lingyou's real thoughts more and more clearly.

Exhausted physically and mentally, Shan Zhe fell asleep in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he had already missed the time for dinner, and Xuanyuan Lingyou was no longer in Xihe Palace.

"My lord, you are awake!" Lu Cui poured out a basin of warm water and came in, seeing Shan Zhe sitting up, her eyes were full of joy: "I'm worried about dying slave."

Shan Zhe naturally took the green wet handkerchief and wiped his face, and said, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

"Some, yes, my servant is afraid that the young master will be hungry after sleeping for too long, so I asked the small kitchen to prepare food early, and this servant will pass on the meal to you."

Putting on an outer shirt, Shan Zhe came to the main hall. At night, the main hall had no warm carbon, and it was colder than the inner room. Shan Zhe shrank back and sat obediently on the chair, waiting for the warm food to fill him up belly.

Perhaps because it was approaching midnight, the food prepared in the small kitchen was slightly bland, and Shan Zhe's mouth was dry. It happened that this bland food could nourish his sense of taste, so that he would not be retched by the pungent smell.

After eating, Lu Cui poured a cup of tea and brought it up, said: "Young master, the emperor said that next month I will take you for a private visit in micro-service."

"Weifu private visit?" What the hell.

"Well, every year the emperor will go out of the palace for private visits, and each time he leaves the palace for about ten days. In the past, he took the queen mother with him. This year, the emperor said that he would take you with him."

After finishing speaking, Lu Cui's face was filled with a happy smile, and her sweet little face was genuinely happy for Shan Zhe.

But Shan Zhe was not very happy.

"This is not a good thing, silly girl." Shan Zhe took a sip of tea: "What do you think the people think about the matter between me and the emperor now?"

Lu Cui was taken aback for a moment, as if thinking of something, she shrank her head silently: "Young Master atones for your sins, it's because this slave girl thought badly..."

Shan Zhe waved his hand, Lu Cui must be fetching water from a bamboo basket - Kong was happy, but his heart was full of worries.

The emperor's reputation as a tyrant has long spread, and it is said that he visits secretly every year, but Xuanyuan Lingyou has only been on the throne for two years, so how much can he understand the sentiments of the people?How much trust and kind words do the common people have in Xuanyuan Lingyou?

If you want to come here, you don't need to investigate the people's sentiments.

Shan Zhe didn't want to go through this muddy water, and he didn't want Xuanyuan Lingyou to visit him privately.

"What about the emperor?"

"The emperor has gone back to the ruling hall." Lu Cui said: "The emperor seems to have missed a lot of government affairs during the day, and he can't rest at night."

Shan Zhe's heart trembled, Xuanyuan Lingyou was probably delayed by his own affairs during the day.

I felt a little guilty for no reason, but when I thought that I had lost my virginity, the guilt disappeared.

Shan Zhe is Shan Zhe, an ordinary middle-school boy (not recognized), his world view is very simple, there are gains and losses, and there are rewards and rewards.

Shan Zhe has lived in this world all his life, and perhaps his first attempt at contacting the wisdom of the ancients will refresh him.

People are thirsty for knowledge, just like everyone's necessary curiosity.

The Manhua Festival is a unique festival of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.There is a large red flower that only blooms once in mid-July every year regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.When the pieces are open, it is like a red sun falling on the earth, bright red, very beautiful.

Because other countries have never seen the red scenery, they rushed to seek it. Seeing this, the first emperor named the flower Manhua, which means that the flower of savageness will stay in Xuanyuan forever, and established the so-called Manhua Festival.

Shan Zhe was full of curiosity about this kind of festival, and the little girl Lu Cui told him longingly about the bustling scene in the capital, so she couldn't help but ran to the ruling hall to find Xuanyuan Lingyou.

"You want to leave the palace?" Xuanyuan Lingyou put down the document in his hand.

Shan Zhe sat next to him, eating the pastry that was originally prepared for the emperor, and said vaguely: "Yes, I want to go out of the palace on the Manhua Festival."